Loki spread his legs as he sat on the chair, his cuffed hands unbuttoning his pants ready for you to suck his cock.

You strut towards Loki, fired up. The heat rising and burning your cheeks.

"My Lady, don't!" Thor yells in shock, unbelieving that you still go to him.

You leap into Loki's lap, straddling him. Your hands resting on your thighs as you stare deeply into his eyes.

He narrows his gaze "I want your mouth, before your cunt slut"

Your hand suddenly released your blade from your thigh, swiftly bringing it up to Loki's neck.

Loki jolted his head back in surprised alarm. His pupils dilate seeing your eye's turn from love sick adoration, to a women scorned.

"Whilst my heart loves you, it also begs me to save you" you say holding back your trembles

Loki talks slowly, nervously. Being careful not to move his neck fearing the sharp point of the dagger.

"You can't save me, the dark derangement has already cemented in place, so get used to it" he spits.

"Then for mercy's sake I should allow this blade to swipe across your throat, saving you from prolonged suffering. I know my Loki is inside, screaming at this version of himself for what he says to me"

You slowly lower your lips onto his, pressing the blade more firmly into his skin. Loki hisses into your kiss, feeling the blade pierce him.

You sit up staring at the fresh trickle of blood that escapes his minor wound. Loki looks at you alarmed, having not predicted your unusual behaviour.

"Should that kiss be our last my love? I'm prepared to end your suffering, i'll live on remembering our good times while you're long dead"

Loki's eyes grew wide, he gulped unsure if you're bluffing, your act very convincing.

"What? has the cat got your tongue?" you say amused

Your eyes follow another bead of blood that falls down his neck, you promptly lean in, lapping it up with your tongue.

Loki watches as you lean back, your eyes rolling as you moan out in satisfaction. He squints his eyes, seeing you display a darkness akin to his.

"Your blood is sweet, maybe I'll let you bleed more often, maybe jabbing you with my sharp dagger every time you belittle me"

You nick the tip of the blade against his neck as you finish your sentence, making him wince from the sudden pain.

"Or every time you bad mouth me" you pierce his skin again. This time Loki growled, pulling his head away from you.

You gripped his hair with your other hand, holding his head in place. Your dagger firmly pressed against his neck, cutting him each time you spoke.

"Or every time you disrespect me...Or humiliate me.... Or order me to suck your cock!" 

You've cut him three times, his neck now dripping with bright crimson blood.

"Mina!" Thor says your name loud, a warning in his tone.

"Maybe I need to use better words for the one who's heart I own" Loki says, feeling afraid of your erratic behaviour. Worried he may just tip you over the edge should he carry on insulting you.

You smirk "you should respect the one who also owns your heart Loki"

You take the dagger, carefully cutting the thin fabric of his tunic, cleanly tearing the green material.

Loki looks at you perplexed, as you smile staring at his exposed chest.

You trace the tip of the dagger across the letters of your name. Loki looks down, wincing as the pointed tip sometimes caught his skin, creating a stinging pain.

"Don't forget my love, you have my name across your heart" you smirk, using your fingers instead of the blade to travel across your letters this time.

You suddenly grip his face, squeezing his cheeks together. Your eyes ablaze with fury "Do not take advantage of my kindness, or of my love. Should I feel you void of all emotion towards me, I'll have nothing else to live for. I'll take us both to the grave Loki"

Loki's eyes stunned wide, suddenly believing every word you say. You slowly release your hand from his face, planting a tender kiss on his lips.

"I will not be servicing your cock today, I hope that's alright with you?"  Your remark not a question but a matter of fact.

"Oh, of course sweetheart. Maybe tomorrow.." he says skittish

You raise a brow, looking at him with disdain. 

"Orr whenever you want, or never at all.. it's up to you of course" he quickly adds

You smile wide "well thank you darling. Carry on being civil and you may just get my mouth as a reward. My mouth and you keep your life..."

You unhook your legs from around him, sheathing your sword.

Loki stares at you, a glint appearing within his dark eyes.

"You know, this version of me feels no emotion, I'm am empty void. Yet, what you just did there intrigued me, it didn't just stir my loins, it made my cold heart skip a beat. Dare I say it, I think this empty shell of me feels something for you"

You smirk, feeling this was progress. You begin to walk back to Thor.

"That said darling, I lay claim to you. No longer will you flaunt around with others. Your legs are closed, only opening for me. Do you understand. You're mine only"

You turn on the balls of your heels and glare at Loki.

Loki suddenly taken off guard by your scornful stare.

"Insinuate that I'm a common whore again, and I'll cut out your tongue!" You say coolly but with warning.

Loki slouched down in his chair feeling defeated. He's had enough of the threats, still feeling the sting of his wounds.

You beckon Thor towards the other end of the room, out of earshot of Loki. Loki fidgets with his chains, supposedly unbothered about your secrecy with Thor.

You close the gap between you and Thor, gripping his leathers, keeping your voice to a whisper "please Thor, Don't give him any more herbal medicine. Of course I forgive him, I won't ever leave him, he's mine, regardless of how warped his mind is, even if it's this way forever, I'll never give up on him"

Thor looks at you gobsmacked "so all that was just an act?"

"Of course!" you whisper loudly

Thor smiled, looking relieved, gripping you into a bear hug. "Phew, I thought Loki's madness was catching. You looked just as wicked as him, licking his blood blergh" Thor scrunched up his face looking disgusted.

You pull back from his hug, stifling a laugh.

You suddenly hear the chains rattling, Loki tugging at them profusely desiring to be near you.

"You said you'll always be mine!"

You turned, hearing the sad accusation in his voice. You see Loki standing from the chair, his chains pulled tight unable to reach you.

You hear a low guttural noise rise up from deep within Loki. Loki heard himself growl, unable to control it. He see's Thor's hands touching you, red flags waving madly in his head, and like a charged bull he reacts without thinking.

His chest puffs out as he pulls with all his strength on his chains. His eyes bloodshot and glossed over, his jealousy causing him to subconsciously shift into a fit of blinding rage.

His shackles cut into his skin as he pulls uncontrollably, blood splattering in all directions from his wounds and erratic movements.

"Loki stop!" Thor yells

Loki gets more and more angry, his eyes not once moving from Thors hands on you. His rage so fiery he can't fathom words.

"Let go of my hands Thor" you say, believing this to be the cause of Loki's sudden fury

"But, if I let go, you'll just run to him. I can't let you get hurt again!"

"Trust me Thor, please" you plead, still hearing Loki desperately claw at his thick iron belt.

Thor looks at your beseeching eyes, reluctant to let go of your hands yet he relents, putting trust into your judgement.

You step back, moving your body away from Thor. Loki starts to calm, watching you intently. 

"Great! what version of crazed Loki do we have this time" he says exasperated

"I'm assuming this is jealous Loki" you declare unamused...... "Thor can you bring me a bowl of warm water, and some clean gauze please. I need to clean his wounds"

Thor looks at Loki's cuts, blood still seeping from it. He gets up, heading to the ensuit to retrieve the requested items.

"Loki, I need you to sit on the bed. Can you do that? Let me take care of you" you say firmly, starting to understand how to react to the many different personalities Loki suddenly possesses.

So far you've seen his hateful manipulative side, the personality that makes you feel worthless. You need to remember that whatever he says it isn't how he truly feels. This personality likely the hardest for you to be around, as he likes to test your patience.

His current jealous personality may seem easy enough to overcome but his possessiveness towards you could cause him to hurt himself or anyone else who nears you.

You wonder what other personality traits are yet to come through. The new uncertainties that loom ahead felt daunting, but you remained optimistic, you can do this, you say to yourself, spurring yourself on.

Loki perched himself on the edge of the bed. He looked threateningly at Thor as Thor approached setting the warm bowl of water and gauze on the bedside table.

You walked with caution towards Loki, but Thor pulled on your elbow stopping you.

"I can mend him" he says

Before you have a chance to reply Loki has snapped, his voice blaring.

"No! she will tend to me!"

Thor stared at you, looking worried.

"It's alright Thor. It's my turn to care for him"

Loki suddenly looked at you guilt ridden. His sadness masking his jealousy.

You walk to Loki, standing in front of him as he sits on the bed. He looks up at you, studying your features.

"You look beautiful Princess" he confesses, as he lifts his bound hands using his finger to stroke along your cheek bone.

You smile, grabbing a clean piece of gauze soaking it in the warm water.

"Your hands please Loki" you ask, not letting him distract you from cleaning his wounds

Loki smiles, giving you his hands, allowing you to mend his cuts.

He watches you in silence as you clean the blood from his wounds. Applying dressings where needed.

You see a small graze that was missed, searching for another dressing to cover it.

"Seems you've run out of supplies darling" he says amused

"It seems so Loki" you agree whilst moving the bowl, checking to see if gauze was hidden behind it.

"Oh, whatever will you do, I may just die. This little scratch could be the death of me" the sarcastic amusement in his voice made you stop searching and smile.

You turn to him, picking up his grazed hand. "Hmmm, does it hurt terribly darling?" you mock playfully

"Oh it's severe, I believe this minuscule abrasion is the cause of all my pain and suffering"

You giggle hearing his whimsical tone. Loki chuckling along with you.

"Well I have no more dressings, so how about I kiss it better? Will that suffice?"

"How very altruistic of you sweetheart, I believe a kiss would heal all my ailments" he answers, continuing his jovial tone.

You both smile as you raise his hand to your mouth, puckering your lips before gently placing the lightest touch to his scrape.

Your eyes look up, meeting his as your lips linger on his hand. You see the lust appear on his face, soft moans escaping him.

"There, all better now?" you say rising, and letting go of his hand. You walk to the bedside table, putting away the bloodied cotton dressings.

Your back was turned away from him for just a few seconds before he suddenly rushed himself against you. His head resting in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply.

He pushed his body against you roughly, forcing you to use your hands to steady yourself. You learn on the table, stopping your body from bending over from his sheer force.

"Loki!" Thor sneered, a warning in his tone

Loki ignored him, and began to pepper kisses down your neck. Your heart hammered inside your chest, feeling Loki's wonton needs for you surge. His bulging cock already stiff, you feel it pushed hard against your ass.

"Leave us Brother!" Loki demands

Your eyes snap out of your giddy haze, opening wide.

You spun around to face him, "no Loki, there's a time and place for such matters. Now isn't the time" your words sounding harsher than intended, yet Loki remained cool, not bothered in the least by your sudden aggression.

"Oh come on kitten, just bend over, let me fuck you" he announced, a mischievous spark in his eyes.

You quickly turned on your heel, marching to a chair further ahead. Loki smirked, as he watched you scurry away.

"Maybe later then sweetheart.... But do me a favour, pleasure yourself before you come back, I want your pussy warm, wet and fully prepared for me Kitten.. these darn restraints prevent me from warming you up"

Your cheeks blushed a deep crimson, as Thor busied himself, pretending he didn't hear.

Suddenly his sultry carefree expression mutated. His mouth gaped open, silently screaming as a strike of pain waved over him, rendering him frozen on the spot. His body began to convulse.

"Loki!" you shrieked

Thor hears your concern and turns to him "No Brother!" He sprinted towards him, quickly scooping his stiff body up and placing him on the middle of the bed.

"What's happening" you yell, frightened by his sudden pain stricken form

"It's time to leave Mina" Thor replied, as he quickly unshackled Loki's metal cuffs, allowing free movement of his hands and feet. Only the metal belt attached to a long chain above the bed restrained him.

"Why do I need to leave? and why do you unshackle him? he may hurt himself"

"The last time I kept him shackled his body involuntary contorted, his bones popping out of his sockets because I kept his arms and legs bound. I will not make the same mistake again, he suffers enough"

You look at Thor shocked "what can I do to help?"

"He doesn't want you to stay when he goes through this phase, best you leave"

You watch Loki's body suddenly shake violently on the bed, the wooden four poster bed banging heavily against the wall. You watch in horror, feeling completely helpless.

"Give me the leather belt, quickly Mina!"

You scramble to where Thor was pointed to, quickly picking up the leather belt and handing it to Thor"

Thor forcefully opened Loki's mouth, placing the belt inside.

You realise he's done this to stop him biting off his tongue as he fits. Loki's eyes roll into the back of his head, only the whites show.

His body suddenly stopped shaking, but now seize stiff.

Your tears flowed seeing his muscles spasm under his skin. He was paralysed rigid, his body sprawled out on the bed unable to move as waves upon waves of immense pain flowed through his body. 

You saw every twitching muscle ripple, causing him unbelievable suffering.

Loki's eyes shocked open wide, as he clenched his teeth down on the leather, internally screaming from the painful torment.

His mouth suddenly shot open, his vocal cords finally being freed releasing sound. His agonising wail shot out, you instinctively covered your ears with your hands, the sound too painful to hear.

"Thor please! We need to do something!" your cry's desperate, your heart physically hurting at seeing and hearing him suffer.

"I told you to leave, Loki told me he doesn't want you to stay Mina! Just leave" Thor yelled

You shake your head refusing to go, just about to run over to Loki. But his body jolted alive, twisting and writhing on the sheets, his screams of pain heard throughout the palace.

You understand Thor's need to unshackle him. Loki's body twisted in unnatural poses as though possessed, his arms bent right back. If he was bound tightly, his bones would splinter through his skin.

Suddenly the door swung open, Odin barged through. He looked at Loki in severe pain then at you.

"He's getting worse, he won't survive much more of this painful torment" he declares.

"Father, we must have faith. Loki is strong" Thor pleads.

You look at Loki, overcome with emotion at hearing the Kings proclamation. You took heed of Odins words, and ran to Loki, fearful that you could lose him at any moment

You climb next to Loki, his body now pinned once again to the bed, his hands balled so tightly into a fist his fingernails pierced the skin. You quickly placed the leather strap back in his mouth, stroking his hair away from his eyes.

His intense moaning got louder and louder, and all you could do was let him feel your touch. His pained bloodshot eyes stared at you, tears rolling down the side of his cheeks as his body once again cramped entirely.

You continued stroking his face, talking to him sweetly. Littering his face with gently kisses every time his body calmed. Odin stayed in the room, watching as you tried your best to soothe him.

You stayed that way for hours, Loki howling out in pain before losing his fight to remain conscious. His mind too exhausted to battle any longer he succumbed to oblivion.

You lay next to him, curled up alongside his body. You weeped into his chest, as you go in and out of sleep, your mind battling your own exhaustion.

This was more suffering than you could ever imagine, you began to wonder if it really was more merciful to end his pain.

You sob uncontrollably as these unforgivable thoughts run through your mind. Until, you feel a hand placed on your back, rubbing in firmly circles, trying to soothe your broken spirit.

"Thank you Thor" you say through sobs

"I understand how you'd think it would be Thor
who tries to comfort you."

You suddenly sit up, and stare at Odin.

"I'm fine, I don't need solace. I'm strong, I have to be for him"

"Hmm indeed. I underestimated you. But dear child, Loki diminishes, he will succumb, it's just a matter of time"

Your face scrunches up, a sharp pang of pain jolted in your heart at hearing Odin admit Loki was dying.

Odin steps forward, placing his finger underneath your lowered face. He lifts up your chin, and stares at your heartbroken eyes.

"Loki failed, Huggin failed, but you won't fail"

Your desperate eyes turned into confusion, you look at him perplexed.

"The immortality stone, you can use it for Loki, we can heal him."

"But, how? We don't no where it is" you say, still confused with the conversation, but excited at the prospect at finding the stone.

"Munnin has agreed to divulge the location of the gem, but only on one condition"

Your stomach suddenly lurched, killing your excitement, warning signals firing in your belly.

"What's the condition?" you say warily

"He'll only tell you, in person. He expects a full  conversation with you"

You suddenly felt sick, the idea of enduring a conversation with Munnin revolting.

"I just have to speak with him?" you ask skeptically

"Yes. Just talk"

"So, can you bring him in a public place, Maybe the garden with guards and I want Thor with me" you say giving your own conditions

"No!... he requests you alone, in his confinements....But of course there will be guards with you, and I will be there in place of Thor. Thor will be here, caring for Loki"

"Maybe Huggin can..."

"Huggin is away, and we have no time to wait. It's now or never child. I don't no how long Loki has left, or how long Munnin's proposal is valid for"

You heart hammered in your chest, nerves seeping into your bones.

You place your hand in your pocket, squeezing the little stone you took from Odin's vault. Since the moment you got it, you found yourself using it as a stress relief tool, instinctively clutching it when feeling nervous. It helped stop you picking at your fingers when filled with anxiety. 

Loki stirs, whimpering in his sleep next to you. You look at his pale face, his body and mind broken. You desperately wanted your Loki back, you felt helpless, and completely useless. This was your only way of helping Loki.

You pushed aside your fears, and your doubts and agreed with Odin. Willing to do what it takes to help Loki.

Odin placed a warm hand on your shoulder, and smiled down at you. "You really are resilient and strong. If you were born a goddess, I imagine all the realms and the wealth that reside within them would be yours by now"

"I'd never want nor seek such greed" you say lowly

Odin snorted a small laugh, doubting your words.

He looked at Loki one more time before heading towards the door. "I'll make arrangements with my guards and Munnin, be ready, I may call at any time"

You nod your head, and he left. Leaving you visibly shaken knowing a meeting with Munnin was imminent.