Choices

Chapter 27
"You're magic has become stronger!" Loki called, dodging a fireball Cephera threw his way.
"Just one of the changes from my coming of age." She called back, biting her bottom lip, and throwing another, larger ball. Loki smothered the fire with a spell of his own, and the fire went out with a sharp sizzle.
"I can work with this." He grinned wide, excitement bubbling inside him. This couldn't have gotten better. Since her return, Cephera had proven that she was more than capable at performing magic more accurately, and stronger than before. It was thrilling that someday he would have someone just like him. Perhaps, it was wrong that Loki preyed on Cephera's innocence. Even though he had begun to see her as a friend, he still had plans to mold her into the perfect protege.
He now understood her need to become more powerful, aside from possibly wanting prove to her people that she wasn't disabled, she most likely wanted it to protect herself against Krystoff, should she need it. Seraphina believed that Cephera didn't think Krystoff was evil, but Loki was sure that Cephera also wasn't a complete fool. She was preparing herself for all possible outcomes for the future.
Loki threw his own fireball back at the princess, catching her off-guard. She doused it seconds before it reached her, smoke inhaling into her nose and throat. She choked and fell backwards, holding her chest as she struggled to catch her breath. Loki retrieved water from his horses satchel, and knelt beside her with it offered out.
She accepted it and took a deep swallow before taking a heavy breath. Her face was smudged with small traces of soot. "That was close," she said, drinking again.
"It was. Perhaps, a little too close." He responded.
"No. You warned me it could get dangerous. I know you'd never purposely try to harm me." She replied grinning brightly. Loki gave a half smile in return.
"Thor has invited me to join him tomorrow on a trip into the forest." Loki told her sitting down on the grass.
"Yeah? Me too." She admitted.
"And you didn't tell me?" He felt shocked and slightly irritated.
"I'm telling you now." She replied.
"After I told you." He retorted.
"Loki one of us would have had to bring it up first, it just happened to be you. Don't be offended." She frowned at him. She was right, Loki was being foolish. "I thought you didn't like to fight." She added.
"It wasn't that...," Loki trailed off biting his inner cheek. "Me and Thor didn't always get along as brothers. We went through a phase when we were younger, he'd pick on me. He'd make fun of my scrawny body and the way I'd hold a weapon. I was never comfortable practicing to fight with them." Loki tried to sound as if the memories didn't hurt, but they did. He'd never openly admitted his past insecurities to anyone, though he was sure Thor and his friends had always known.
"That's sad. What's made you change your mind?" She asked plopping down to her ass, and crossing her legs.
"I've been taking private lessons with Thor. He offered, as a peace between us for past childishness." Cephera's smile returned.
"That's sweet." She giggled. "So we'll all have an adventure together." She rocked in her spot, full of excitement.
"Seems so." Loki found her excitable manner less annoying than he once did. It sort of grew on him over time. In fact, he felt a bit of excitement bubble up in himself. "I know your sister can fight, and I know that your people are taught to do so from the time they can walk, but I have never seen you take an interest." Loki remarked.
"I don't like fighting. I will if need be, I can if I have to, but if I can avoid it I do." She replied shrugging.
"Show me." Loki didn't so much as suggest it as ordered. He was used to giving her orders. He stood looking down at her and she stared at him through her bangs, before blowing them out of her eyes and standing.
"Don't you dare get irritated with me." She warned. Loki smirked, this would be a great bit of fun. With no weapons available it would be hand to hand. Even though he felt that such a thing as this should be far out of her comfort zone, and even expertise he also felt he should err of the side of caution.
Loki stepped back to allow them room to face off. She hadn't adjusted her dress nor had she taken any form of stance. "I won't take it easy on you." He told her, eyeing her face for any hint of worry, and found none.
"Nor I with you." She replied. Loki made the first move. Jumping forward to land a blow to her chest, and send her a few steps back. His hand missed, she'd spun so she was now at his side, her elbow rounding to connect with his lower back. Then her body dropped while he cringed from the first blow and her leg swiped his out from under him. He fell backward and before landing completely she'd grabbed his arm, jerked it to make him stumble into a spin so he was now facing the grass. By the time his face settled into the grass she was straddling his hips and his arm was bent behind his back painfully, pinning him to the ground. "Because magic was natural to my people, we didn't have instructors to teach us spells, and so I had to put my attention into other things... like combat." She let his arm go.
"Clearly I underestimated you." She allowed him to get up, and the look on her face made it clear she didn't want to try a second round.
"I guess I have that going for me." She grinned. "The element of surprise. My father felt bad for me, spent a lot of time training me personally. I've taken down Seraphina before, though she'd never admit that, but I doubt I could take down a seasoned warrior." Loki might have taken offence to that once, but he knew his battle skills still lacked and he was beginning to understand that both princesses have had a few hundred years of training. He'd seen a lot of women fighting during the celebration in Mechanova and it was impressive, the things they could do.
"Well at least I won't have to keep an eye on you during this 'adventure' into the forests, but if you hate to fight why did you agree to go?"
"It sounded like fun and I enjoy trying new things." Loki couldn't argue with that. He was going because he felt it was time to show people what he could do, and because, deep down, part of him was honoured that Thor had asked at all. It was odd, this brotherly relationship they'd regained. For the first time in a long time, Loki felt at peace. His mind far from the usual thoughts of irritations, and oddly he found himself less inclined to use the female staff as often as he once had. In all honesty, he'd done it to relieve stress, though, Amora, having gone to visit family for the past month, helped keep his hormones down to a more normal level.
It was odd for him to take joy in spending time with others. He could only hope this feeling of content would last.
(Thor)
Thor enjoyed this position. Having Sif spooned in front of him while he thrust into her heat from behind. From there he could place kisses along her neck, shoulder, and back. Meanwhile, the position provided them both relaxed comfort to just enjoy the feeling of each stroke and caress.
Her arm was arched back, her fingers gripping his hip while he thrust against her ass, burying his cock in her womanhood. Just the right angle, and he could strike that sensitive spot within her throbbing walls that would make her scream, and ache for more. Her small pants of pleasure made him smile, and he bent his head to lick and suck the lobe of her ear. "Are you ready to cum?" He asked her, his voice husky. He knew it wouldn't be much longer before he would spill his seed, and he liked to see her meet her end before that happened.
"Oh , yes." She moaned. Thor grinned and pushed her to roll over to her belly. His cock slipped from her and she stationed herself with her ass slightly lifted in the air while keeping her belly flat to the bed. He was careful to enter her and stay within her while she settled herself completely flat to the sheets. This angle ensured he would stroke over her g-spot, maximizing her pleasure.
Once in position, his palms supporting him beside her shoulder, Thor sank deep and pulled back and then in. Fast and hard he pounded her, Sif screamed into the pillows. Panting and gasping until her fingers pulled at the blankets and she half moaned, half sighed as she erupted. Thor felt her velvety walls pulse around him and he leaned into her just a fraction more until he too was overcome with his own orgasm.
Before he could collapse onto her he rolled to his back. Sif smiled and lay on her side her head against his shoulder. Together they caught their breaths while getting more comfortable. Thor wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer, his fingers dancing across her upper arm.
"I could not help but notice you and Seraphina fighting the other day." Thor broke the silence once his heartbeat was back to normal. Sif responded with a simple shrug. "She seemed pretty upset." He continued. "Is everything alright between you two."
Sif sighed. "Sometimes friends drift apart. Things you've shared in common no longer apply," Sif said.
"Surely that's not what's happened to you both. I cannot imagine a day that you do not talk about the fun you have with the princess."
"I don't know what's happened to us. She doesn't agree with my new direction, my change of heart." Sif replied frowning.
"Give her time. She comes from a race known for their combat. I'm sure she was excited to have a woman here who shared the same interest. She will understand that people change." Sif was quiet once more.
"Do you care that I gave up fighting?" She asked after a moment.
"Of course not. If anything I am glad you stopped. I have less reason to be concerned for your over all health now." Thor squeezed her in a brief hug. "I have been dying to give Mjolnir a go, and I have invited the warriors three, the princess's and Loki to join me." Sif sat up and stared down at him an odd look crossing her face. "Do not worry, whatever is happening between you and Seraphina, I have no intentions of letting anything happen between myself and her." Sif arched an eyebrow before laughing.
"That was never a concern of mine." She told him.
"Then why do you look so oddly over this news."
"It's just everyone is going, but me." She frowned.
"I was respecting your decision to give up fighting, I thought by inviting you, you may feel irritated with me." Thor was confused. Sif herself had announced to him her lack of interest in battle, and so he wasn't sure why this was an issue.
"Well yes, of course. I just meant... well I'm surprised that you invited Loki. He never excelled in fighting." Sif averted her eyes like she was ashamed. Thor pulled her back down into his arms.
"My brother has been improving in many things lately." Thor assured her. "Do you worry for my brother?" Thor sounded more surprised than he should have.
"No!" She pinched Thor's side making him squirm. "I'd imagine he'd probably just get in the way," she said.
"We'll see." Thor smirked and yanked the blankets up over them. "Sleep." He ordered her playfully. Sif got comfortable pressed against him and did as she was told. Thor followed her in slumber not long after.

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