A few days have passed by, each day a never ending cycle of hurt.

You've helped Thor the best you can, taking it in turns to watch over Loki when each needed the much needed rest.

Thor was always insistent you leave and stay with Fenrir, shielding you from the many different characters of Loki. Yet you remained.

You knew Thor was putting on a brave face, but as time went on he was effected more and more, crippled each time Loki bad mouthed him, insulted him, or struck him.

Thor felt even worse when it was aimed at you, always trying to swerve the brunt of Loki's anger, and bitterness towards him instead. But that just riled Loki up more, often bringing out his jealous disposition rather than the dark empty shell he was the majority of times.

One new personality that seemed to pop up from nowhere was his practical joker side.

A few times he'd attempt to prank you and Thor, using trickery as an outlet for his pent up energy. But being confined to a bedroom was not good for someone so boisterous as Loki's prankish persona.

His playful trickery was usually harmless, but without the use of his magic, there was only so much he could do. His pranks were usually repeated, Thor eventually anticipating the moves, much to Loki's dismay.

You rather enjoyed this version of Loki, his humour made you laugh. Yet, you imagine had he the use of his magic, his mischievous pranks would be a lot more elaborate, possibly unintentionally dangerous.

You hated what usually came after him. The worst part, Loki's painful suffering. It always seemed to appear just as he felt contentment.

You began to recognise when pain would be imminent, his face would become still, unmoving and blank. Whichever personality he was at the time would retreat back into his head, pushing your original Loki through, allowing him to feel the painful torment rather than them.

It's usually then you speak with your Loki, even through the pain he tried his hardest to speak with you. Missing the deep conversations, your heavenly touch, your laugh.

Yet when the pain became unbearable to the point it consumed him, all he see's is your panicked face, and your teary eyes as he writhes in pain.

You felt hopeless and helpless as he'd twist under the strain and anguish. But you continued to speak through your tears, soothing him, allowing him to listen to your voice.

You repeat the good memories, telling him anything about the day, the outside, the mundane weather, what Fenrir ate. Anything to let him feel the normality, to feel included while he's locked in his painful torment.

Thankfully there were always small windows of no pain, you both looked forward to this every day, it was the only time Loki would speak to you coherently, kiss you passionately, and hold you how he used to.

You found yourself in that moment right now, curled up on the bed with him after spending some alone time without Thor's presence. Whilst he missed your voice and deep conversations, he missed your aroused moans just as much.

So as soon as he came to, free for a short while from his pain, and from any other character taking over, he gripped you tightly against his body. Lifting you up with his free unbound hands, carrying you to the bed.

He explored the curves of your body, committing to memory every freckle before making tender love to you.

You lay together in complete satisfaction, snuggled within each other's arms, your hands entwined with his.

You both promised not to dwell on the little time you have when in these pain free moments. You instead prefer to get lost within one another until your Loki slips away, either being taking over by the pain again, or by another personality. The extent of their worthless rage dependant on the day.

You pull Loki's hand to your lips, kissing the scar that's formed within his palm. His seizures make his hands ball so tight, his nails dig deeply into his palm.

The result now a small scar within the middle of his hand. You kiss it one more time, before tracing your finger along the line.

"I can help with that" you say, turning your head to face Loki.

"It's fine Love, it doesn't hurt much" his voice was kept smooth, yet you knew he lied.

The wound stung badly, never getting a chance to heal because his nails pushed down again and again, the action repeated every day.

You lean over grabbing your dress, Loki watches as you fumble through your pocket retrieving something from within.

You pull out your smooth grey pebble, it was the perfect size and shape for him to clutch when having a fit.

You lift it to your lips, and plant a kiss on it. Your lipstick leaving an imprint on the smooth surface.

"This is for you my Love" you take Loki's hand placing the stone in the middle "hold it always, it will allow your cut to heal"

Loki looked at it curiously, smiling at your thoughtfulness. He placed his lips over the imprint of yours, kissing your lipstick stain on the stone.

He grinned, and looked at you adoringly. "This is perfect sweetheart, I'll always keep it on me"

"Not on you, but in your palm" you instruct kindly

Loki chuckles, leaning over your body and nuzzling your neck. "I shall always hold it, and think of you" his voice muffled as he talks against your skin.

He stipples little light kisses along your collarbone before lifting his head to stare into your eyes.

You lay underneath him, his hair falling down tickling your face. You giggle, truly enjoying the serene moment.

"How about you wash my hair again darling" Loki's voice excited about the prospect.

During your time caring for Loki, you've helped him bathe, his magic bound meant he couldn't simply conjure himself clean.

You smile "maybe I'll braid it this time too"

"I'd adore that sweetheart, I love feeling your hands run through my hair. The sensations your hands create within me, could bring me to climax"

You lift your head, your lips reaching Loki's ear "I believe you did pre cum last time my love" your voice a low murmur as you nibble on Loki's ear.

Loki's head rolls back, new pleasures surging as you suck on his lobe "Ah, you're right kitten, I did. I'm truly grateful your throat drank the rest of me that day"

"You do love my mouth" you whisper as your hands run down his back, squeezing his ass cheeks.

Loki groaned, relishing your strong grasp "I love every part of you Darling"

Loki's voice suddenly stopped abruptly, you felt him stiffen, his vein bulging through his skin. You look at his face, it was stuck motionless, you knew the pain was coming.

Loki shrieked in pain, quickly moving off you incase he accidentally crashed down baring his full weight on top of you. He rolled around the bed trying to hold in the agonising pains.

You swiftly ran to fetch a warm flannel, coming back to find Loki hunched over in a ball.

You climb on the bed next to him, untangling his arms that hold himself, laying his body down flat on his back.

You apply the warm compress to his head, you were unsure if it actually helped him, but you felt Loki always tensed less when nursed by you.

You smooth his cheek with your thumb as he stares directly at you, trying his hardest to suppress his pain.

"I'm here to nurse you my love" you say reassuringly, seeing the fear in his eyes as he waits for the torment to get stronger.

Loki's eyes suddenly display guilt, the torment on his face not from pain this time but shame and remorse.

"I'll forever be a burden to you, you've become my caregiver, nursing me through pain, bearing the brunt of my malicious entities. And it's all my fault, all I've ever given you is hurt, you deserve better than me"

You look into his eyes, cupping his face "you will never be a burden Loki. We will marry, and I'll take my oath to care for you through sickness and in health. But I know you'll get better, I feel it. This is not how it'll always be"

Loki's eyes swell with emotion "but what if it is? What if I just decline until eventually it's just the worst part of me that rears it's ugly face, and the pain, just more harrowing pain. Thats no life for you or me. Better I show mercy for both of us, and let the sword swing down on my neck"

"Don't say that Loki, fight it please. Continue the battle my love, I need you, I can't bare to be in this world without you by my side"

Loki looks at you seriously, his mind indecisive if he should say what he's thinking.

"why go through this pain, this suffering that is life. When we can reside together in death"

You look at him shocked, you couldn't believe what he was saying.

You shook your head vigorously, refusing to acknowledge his words.

You felt as though your heart was replaced with a heavy paper weight, it weighed you down. Your whole body feeling a heavy numbness, as his heartbreaking words rang on repeat in your ears.

Loki suddenly hunched over gripping at his body as another shot of unimaginable pain struck him "MINA PLEASE! put me out of my misery!"

You quickly ran to grab the leather belt, ready to place in his mouth, anticipating another storm of stiff agony to rain down on him. A burning cycle that never seemed to end.

You jumped on the bed unfolding his body, his mouth clenched shut. You forcefully put your fingers in the side of his mouth, prying it open.

With haste you placed the leather belt into his mouth, Loki involuntarily clamping down his teeth catching the tip of your finger.

You clenched your jaw, holding in your automatic response to shriek in pain.

Only the white of Loki's eyes were visible, his neck stretched stiff, seeing the veins protrude as his body pushed itself harder into the mattress.

You apply the warm cloth on his forehead, the wet material now riddled with blotches of your blood that leaks from your bitten fingertip.

You gently dab the bloodied flannel while stroking through his hair. "It's ok my love, I'm here with you. I'll always be here for you"

Suddenly as quick as it came on, the pain switched off. Loki's eyes opening wide, a smug grin consuming his features.

Your stomach lurched, you knew that grin all too well. The dark, unfeeling Loki has come through.

You quickly attempt to jump from the bed, ready to get Thor to shackle his hands and legs. But you were not quick enough, Loki grabbed you, pinning you down underneath his body.

His hands intertwine with yours, holding your arms above your head. His narrowed eyes move down your body, widening in surprise when he see's you're both fully naked.

You hear a low guttural growl rise up from his throat, his eyes darkening as lust absorbs him. You feel his warm breath blow onto your face as he pants heavy, the tip of his surging arousal felt on your thigh.

You look down, the gap between you allowing you to see his throbbing cock graze your skin. You try to move, but before you could wriggle from under him, he collapsed himself down, caging you completely with his body.

"Ah,ah,ah, you're not escaping me this time, not when I endured the intense pain just to be with you"

You look at him confused, he smirked when you realised he pulled your Loki back into his mind, and pushed himself forward purposely. He endured the last episode of tormenting hurt just so he could remain when the pain subsided, having you all to himself.

"I knew I'd get you eventually, even if it meant experiencing some agony. But coming through and finding you trapped underneath me, ready and naked is a tremendous bonus. The pain very much worth it" his smile widened from ear to ear as he put more of his weight on top of you.

"Let me go, or I'll cut you again, don't forget my previous warnings"

Loki cackles, amusement in his voice.

"You no, we sometimes hear what you say to your Loki. You declare all the time that you'll never leave him, no matter what. So it's plainly obvious that I'm safe, your previous threat was just empty lies. I have to admit, I'm impressed with your trickery, but I'm no fool. I no you'll never leave us"

"Us?" confusion in your voice

Loki scoffs "all of us, all the many personalities that reside in his head. Most you've seen, some you haven't. They're not strong enough, and just so easily manipulated by the tougher ones. Clearly I'm the strongest, hence how I willed myself here now"

"Who haven't I seen yet?" you ask curious

"Let's see, we have me, best described as dark and demanding, I'm the daddy of all Loki's. Then we have jealous Loki, Mischievous joker Loki, Lady Loki, frost giant Loki, and needy pathetic Loki.. he's the worst. Such a failure, so whiney, always wanting to be held close, and showered with love and adoration"

Loki stops talking, his expression pondering a thought "oh wait, I think that last needy one is your original Loki isn't it?"

Loki chuckles a laugh, he knew insulting your Loki would anger you.

You pull on your arms, trying your hardest to move any part of your body. But he just laughs at your feeble attempts at escape.

"Maybe your right! I won't leave Loki. But if you hurt me, you'll have no one left to defend you when Odin attempts to lock you away because of your warped insanity. My side of the battle will always be with Loki, even when derangement is all that's left"

Loki smirks, his gaze moving down to your heaving breasts. "Oh I won't hurt you, my precious whore, my sultry slut. Oh no no no, I'm just going to take what's mine, what I deserve"

Loki's head leaned in, sucking below your earlobe, grazing his teeth along your neck. Tingles shot through you as your body contradicted your mind, getting wet and aroused even when your mind told you not to.

"You can't have me, I refuse you, so let me go"

Your voice involuntary hitches weakening your firm command. It seems all the Loki's no where to suck and nibble to make your body filled with heat. You damn your sensitive spot.

You feel Loki smile against your skin, hearing the break in your voice. He sucks harder, before biting down firm, you hiss aloud as his canines pierce though your delicate skin.

"Loki stop, let me go!" you bark feeling frustrated.

Loki's head shoots up, staring angrily at you.

"I told you, you're not going anywhere and I'm not letting him come out, no matter how much he's trying" Loki grits his teeth, pushing back all other versions of himself into the far corners of his mind.

You feel Loki's stiff cock press deeper into your thigh as he continues to smirk, gazing at your glassy eyes.

You turn your face from him, not allowing him to look into your eyes.

"Look at me!" he yells infuriated

You continue your stubbornness, refusing to look at him. You stare to the side, not submitting to his demands.

His hand left yours, gripping your face to the front, forcing you to look at his face.

"It's not fair! your version of Loki enjoys the pleasures of the flesh, while I remain stuck in his head. I am him, we are all him, so you will fuck us all!"

His body quickly sat up, parting your legs wide. He looks down at your already filled pussy, Loki's cum still dripping from you after making love earlier.

You stare at him wide eyed, as carnal lust consumes his face. He immediately dived down, slurping at your wet folds in a mad frenzy.

You try to push his head away with your hands, gripping his hair tight as his strong hands forced your legs from clamping shut.

Loki merely moaned, enjoying the sensation of you pulling on his hair, his movements just getting more and more aggressive.

You shriek out in painful pleasure as his teeth nip at your swollen clit. His cock twitching at hearing your high pitched shrill.

He's so turned on by your pained sounds he demands more. Biting your inner thighs all over, each bite harder than the next making your wails screech higher and louder.

He sits back, spreading your thighs wider, looking at his art work left on your soft flesh.

You stare at him, your cheeks glistening from the tears that escaped you. You watch stunned as he stares between your legs, pleasuring himself.

He held his cock tight in his palm, stroking himself fiercely, his loud moans resonating around the room.

You take your chance while not held down, quickly rolling over, hoping to get off the bed with haste but you're tired and a lot weaker than you thought.

Loki quickly pounced on top of your back, your belly pressed tight against the mattress.

He gripped your wrists, pulling your arms back, forcefully restraining you. Loki sat up, straddling you with his thick thighs.

"I told you, we all fuck you. All of us, that includes me my promiscuous tart"

You feel him position his cock between your ass, resting at the entrance of your pussy. He leans over, talking softly into your ear.

"Maybe, it's sweet sentiments you want to hear. Maybe then you'll say yes to me....Let's test that theory, bare with me, I need to make this sound convincing"

Loki clears his throat as though preparing to act a scene.

"Oh my sweet darling, my one and only love, how I've pined for you. Please, let us be one again, let me show you how much I adore you, how much I love you, you're my everything, my goddess, my queen, my future wife"

"STOP IT!" You yell, tears running down your face at his fake love, his mockery.

Loki snickers, his cock hardening even more as he mimics your real Loki.

"Oh is my pretty princess angry? Maybe I should give you a back massage, and tell you how much I love you as I enter you from behind. I'll make sure to reassure you, letting you no how much of a good girl you are for taking my large cock"

You brushed your face against the sheet, wiping away the evidence of your tears, you've had enough of being so vulnerable.

"Enough!" you scream, your voice never sounding so fierce.

He snapped his mouth shut, oddly listening to you.

You felt his hands free your bent arms before suddenly flipping you over onto your back. He made sure to keep you pinned in place as he straddled your waist.

You see his semi hard cock flop onto your belly, Growing soft with each rejection from you.

You smirk seeing him soften, he glared at you in response. You see he's angered, yet you also observe a tinge of hurt in his eyes.

"Even when I'm nice to you, you still don't want me" his voice remained low but stern.

"You're acting, mimicking my Loki, clearly that's not you!"

"You don't want me! You want him!" He growls angrily

"Just be yourself, stop with this fake bullshit. If you want to fuck me, then do it as you......As you said, you're all part of my Loki, each of you are him. So, Dark Daddy, fuck me how you want, or don't fuck me at all"

"Don't call my bluff girl, I will abuse your cunt over and over"

You smirked, resting on your elbows while looking at him intently "Oh daddy, say that again. It sounded good"

His eyes shocked open wide, pausing for a few seconds as he grasp what you just said.

You flop back down, relaxing your arms above your head. Your supple breasts, rising up and down as you breath.

You watch his face fade from bewilderment, to elated realisation that you're giving yourself freely to him.

"That's right, I am your Daddy and you're my slutty girl who needs to be reminded which Loki is superior"

Loki leans down close to your face "I'll give you a hint....the superior is me!" He grins, suddenly crashing his mouth onto your lips.

Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, your legs free from being pinned by his thick thighs fold around his waist.

He lifts you up onto his lap in one quick movement, your legs parted on either side of his waist. His cock stiff and ready suddenly penetrates you, gliding inside your slick hole effortlessly.

You breathe a stuttered inhale feeling stretched from the sudden intrusion, your mind already starting to swirl.

His hands hold on to your hips, his fingers pressing deep into your skin leaving red indents as he thrusts you onto his cock, over and over.

Your head rocked back, as waves of pleasure riddled your entire body. Your grip on his shoulders tightening, your nails digging into his skin making him hiss.

Your moaning fuelled his deep penetrations, his hands on your hips now leaving purple bruises, your vulumptous thighs red raw from the friction of being rocked back and forth on his cock.

He smirked seeing your body become undone, submitting to the pleasure he was giving you.

"I knew your cunt would be truly special, such a good kitty, taking all of my length over and over. Have I made you raw? can you feel the sting yet my dirty whore?"

"Yes!" you cry out

"Does my filthy harlot want me to stop, maybe some healing cream to mend your red raw pussy"

"Yes, a break...slower please" you pant out short words, unable to put a sentence together coherently.

You hear Loki cackle amused "I've changed my mind, your precious cunt needs to get used to my pounding, no breaks for you my fiery minx"

You screech out loud as he continues his forceful pounding, his mouth finding your erect nipples, engulfing them entirely. His painful sucks sending jolts of electricity down to your swollen clit.

You feel your orgasm imminent, shouting out over Loki's breathy grunts declaring your about to cum.

Loki stops his pounding abruptly, throwing you across the bed landing hard on your back.

Your head spinning from the sudden toss, you lay on your back panting. Your knees are barely able to stay bent up, they flop to the side opening wide, your pussy on full display.

You feel the ache from your hips radiating down your legs, it felt as though you'd just ran a marathon. Yet, the desire to reach your bliss, to cum, was an ache you needed gone immediately.

Your eyes look pleadingly at Loki, who stays on his knees looking at you smugly.

"Please Dark Daddy, let me cum, I need release" you beg

He eyes you wolfishly, staring at your swollen folds, discoloured to a bright crimson. Satisfaction spread on his face at seeing your pained pussy and your neediness for him.

"You don't get to cum unless I say so, and I don't say so" a conceited smile stared back at you.

You look at him angrily, he wanted you, you gave him yourself, and now he denies you release.

"Fine! I'll please myself!" You bark

You lick your fingers, making them slick before moving them down to you clit. You rub yourself softly, whilst staring at Loki's toned body. His dripping cock still remaining solid, occasionally throbbing as he stared wide eyed at you.

You moan out while biting your lower lip, just about to reach your bliss.

"You defy me?!" Loki yells, shoving your wrist away from your core.

"You disobedient wench!... how dare you try to cum without me!"

Loki stands from the bed, angrily gripping your ankles, pulling you until your perched on the very edge.

He throws your legs over his shoulders suddenly thrusting deeply into you. You groan feeling him fill you again, resuming his jackhammer pounding, his balls slapping against your ass as he buries himself again and again.

Loki growls as his bliss nears, moving his hands down to caress your exposed bean. "Cum with me! scream my name as you milk my cock, do it, do it now!"

You came just as he finished his command, enraptured by his order to cum. You yelled his name out loud, your long drawn out moan collided with his own high pitched howl.

You see dark Loki stare down at you, keeping his cock buried deep inside. His chest heaving, as he pants heavily, holding onto your legs as he comes down from his over due orgasmic high.

"Don't ever deny me again, sweet temptress" he orders, his eyes hooked on you, captivated by your post orgasm haze.

"Am I sweet Temptress now? What happened to dirty whore, sultry slut?" You query, surprised he hasn't chosen a more vulgar pet name.

"I think it's quite clear, you're no real whore, although you act the part quite well. Taking my pounding like you're well used to it. Yet I know you bite down the pain. A true Temptress can lure the most feared gods even those like me, ones void of any feelings"

Loki stands you from the bed, gripping your waist and pulling you into his body. "So, will I need to fight for your body again? Or will I have it given freely?"

"You've pleased me dark Prince, remain faithful to me, and I'll indulge your darkness, submitting to whatever filthy fantasy you have"

Loki smirks "Only my sweet Temptress can lure me, you have my loyal fidelity. We are all faithful to you, and you alone"

"Even Lady Loki?" you say amused, suddenly remembering the mention of a female version of Loki.

Loki grins wide "oh yes, the things she wants to do to you, I'll happily retreat back inside my mind and watch it all unfold"

Your cheeks blush red, suddenly imagining a female version of Loki. You suck on your lower lip, excitement brewing inside you.

"She of course can't come out physically unless our magic is unbound. Until that day, you'll just have to make do with the rest of us"

You chuckle "are you sure this isn't Joker Loki right now? Where's your brooding darkness gone?" You ask skeptical

Loki grins, raising a brow "maybe I just needed the right kind of minx with a tight hole to release my pent up anger into, I'm truly sated right now. But don't let my contentment fool you, I won't always be this nice. I have many twisted ideas I want to explore with you"

You smile, trying your best to stop yourself from blushing darker.

Suddenly you see his brow furrow in concentration, turning his ear as though listening to something.

The corners of his mouth turned up, a glint of intrigue in his eye.

You look at him confused "what is it?"

"They're talking to me"

"Who?" You ask, still confused

"All of them, every Loki"

"You speak to each other now?" Surprise in your tone

"It Seems so"

Loki suddenly laughs menacingly and talks to himself, answering the voices within his head.

"I'm not letting you out, who knows when I get her body again. I'm not finished ravishing my temptress!" He snaps

You watch him intently as he now argues with the many voices of each different Loki in his head. His anger rising as he gets bombarded with noisy chatter.

Loki grips his head, unable to drown out the annoying sounds, their voices getting louder within his mind.

"Fine! Fine!" he yells out towards nothing but air

He grips your hand, kissing your knuckles "it's been a pleasure Temptress, I will be doing this again" again he commands rather than asks.

"On one condition..." you say firmly

"And what's that?" He sneers, gripping your wrists tight, not liking any sort of condition.

"Stop being an ass to Thor!" you bark

He smirks wide "well, if I can't release my villainous energy on him, I guess that means you get me extra wicked when I enact my sinful fantasies"

You roll your eyes, sighing in agreement.

"Are you leaving now?" you ask

"As much as I want you for myself, they all want a piece of you. And whilst I'd fight anyone physically, killing them slowly, I can't seem to find a way to drown out their annoying voices. It would be so much easier if I could just choke them, but alas..they're merely ghosts within my head"

"Wait, what? What do you mean a piece of me?" You say surprised suddenly feeling nervous

"You've given into me, opening the door for us all. They won't be satisfied until they've each had your body"

You start backing away, suddenly feeling anxious.

"Ah ah ah, no escaping" Loki says darkly, taking your hands and dragging you to the bed post.

He grips a set of shackles, cuffing one hand to the wooden post, holding you hostage.

"Hey! you can't do this! I'll scream for Thor!" You threaten pulling on your cuffed hand.

Loki laughs, amused at your simple threat. "I can hear Thor still snoring loudly all the way from his bed chambers, so there isn't any point in screaming. I believe jealous Loki will be making good use of your throat. I wouldn't get it sore beforehand, it'll only make it more painful when he fucks it"

"Oh come on, you can't be serious. Fucked by you all. I won't be able to walk for days!" you say alarmed

Loki smiled wide, taking a few steps back "I believe in you my resilient Temptress, besides, mother is a wonderful healer"

You look at him gobsmacked "oh yeh, I'll just casually hobble to Queen Frigga, and request she fix my battered pussy" you say sarcastically

"Exactly" he smirks before his face suddenly turns motionless. Dark Loki retreating back into his head, allowing another persona to come through.