Choices

Chapter 7
Cephera had found a beautiful spot just outside her room to sit and look over the magnificent city of Asgard. It was a wide ledge along the side of the wall just above her balcony. She would climb up there carefully each morning and sit and sing for a while.
This morning was different. It was before breakfast and she had woken early. Her sister was once again not in her bed and Cephera couldn't help but wonder who's bed she had found to sleep in. She was singing as she watched the sun rise. "Out here again?" It was Loki who spoke and he startled her enough to almost make her slip from her spot, but he grabbed her before she could.
"Loki, you startled me," She said even though it was clear to him that he had. She hadn't spoken to Loki to any large degree since that day when reading.
"I wasn't trying to." He told her and to her surprise he offered her an apple. She took it and smiled.
"My favourite," She said. She wanted to ask how he knew, but decided not to. Loki was touchy. Less was more with him it seemed. She was surprised he was there at all. He joined her to sit on the ledge and she looked at him curiously.
"I've been thinking," he began drawing her attention to him more. "you said that you don't have access to learn much magic where you're from. It's clear you have talent in the art. I'm willing to show you some, but I have conditions." Cephera had turned to him her eyes slightly wide. She hadn't expected him to offer it or even consider it.
"Conditions?" She asked tilting her head.
"I'm still learning myself so my training of you must not interfere with my own training." Cephera nodded. She wouldn't bother him about it. "And training for some spells can be rough. I won't be a pleasant teacher. I will not be gentle with you and you might sustain injuries." Cephera laughed shocking Loki to peer at her oddly.
"That's it?" She replied after her laugh died.
"Perhaps you didn't hear me correctly ..."
"I did. Look magic is used in combat just like it's used for everyday purposes. Pain is temporary, knowledge lasts a lifetime." She saw a strange appreciative look pass over his usually stern looking features. "I'm not afraid to learn magic because it might hurt. I'm sure if I were to need that magic in combat my enemy would show me no mercy."
"You are not the spoiled, prissy brat I thought you to be." He remarked.
"Thanks ... I think," She said and gave another short laugh before biting into her apple. Cephera was trying to contain her exuberant excitement over this new opportunity. She was excited to learn more magic and also excited to learn more about the younger prince. She enjoyed making friends and since she had come there she had been unable to make one of him. Now was her chance.
Loki stood. "Your sister is not to accompany you or watch while we train. I don't like an audience," He said sternly.
"That's fine. She'd probably find it boring anyway." Cephera replied standing as well.
"Yes it would seems taverns and naked swimming are her thing." Cephera cracked a half ashamed smile and looked away.
"You heard about the swimming." She said. She already knew he knew about the tavern.
"Thor tells me everything." Loki smirked, but said no more. She watched him vanish and then heard him call out from above. "Try not to kill yourself out there on that ledge." Cephera looked down. It was a long way down if she fell.
"I'll be fine." She called back knowing that he was now on his tower balcony above her.
(Loki)
Loki walked back into his tower and sat down at his desk. There, he had done it. He had gone back and forth between the decision to extend her the invite or not and finally decided that despite his irritation with her childish ways she had talent and it was being wasted.
He could see she wanted to learn. Could see she would be much like him and study hard and be attentive. She had a passion for it and Loki felt almost obligated to help her. Not only did it make him look good for taking her under his wing, but it also would get his father off his back about being nice to them. It was clear they would be allowed to travel back and forth if they so choose. No doubt the room she had been given would become a permanent thing for when she was visiting.
Loki had decided that having a protege would earn him respect from others who studied magic. He wanted those around him to realize that he was the go to for magic lessons and that no one was better. It was true he had many teachers, but eventually Loki outgrew their intellect. Surpassing even their knowledge of the arts. Amora was his latest teacher and he had no doubt at some point he would surpass her as well. Soon he would have to seek out old texts to learn even ancient, long forgotten magics just to keep his mind occupied as no one else in all the realms would be able to show him something new. This was his dream. He wanted to excel in this where he had failed in so many other things. The sun was almost up and breakfast would be served. Loki made a scrawled note in his journal and left to eat.
XxX
"You've invited her to learn magic with you?!" Amora said surprised by the news he just told her at the end of their lessons.
"You sound so surprised," He said back.
"Well you spoke so irritably about her since she got here so it does come as a surprise. Tell me Loki how long will you train her before you can't keep your hands off her." Amora winked at him and Loki growled.
"She is not my type. I've no intension nor have I had any thoughts about bedding her." Loki told her. It was true. The girl was attractive, but she simply didn't meet Loki's usual tastes. He enjoyed less childlike women. Cephera was still a girl not yet blossomed into a woman and far too innocent for his tastes. Loki was already in his fourth century and Cephera was only in her second. For their kind at that age they were both considered children. Though Loki was considered more an adolescent. She was much too young for him to dabble with. He enjoyed older women with experience.
"And what is your type Loki?" Amora asked fluttering her lashes at him and giving him a sultry look. Loki being the fool he was walked right into this trap. He moved forward toward her never taking his eyes off her.
"You know my type. Strong, beautiful, confident and well versed where other matters are concerned." He told her in a flirting manner. He should have seen it coming, but of course he was too hopeful to.
"Well ...," She said allowing him to get only a few steps from her. "It's been a long day and it's time for me to return home. Until tomorrow young prince." With that she turned and walked away. Loki went from excited to glaring in a few mere moments. He knew she was a tease and yet he still allowed her to get away with it. Even if she was 100 years older than him she was playing with fire. Loki growled loudly and spied a servant girl passing by.
"Stop." He ordered her. She did. Loki recognized her. He'd had her before. "Come please your prince." He ordered. She smiled and nodded stepping into the room. Loki took her fast and hard making her cry out in pleasure. Every time she cried out or moaned he pictured it being Amora being fucked against this wall. He withdrew and allowed the girl to finish him off with her well practiced mouth. When she was done she smiled with a bow, fixed her dress and left.
Loki fixed his own clothes and sighed heavily. One day Amora would know what it felt like to be fucked by him. She would moan just as the servant girl had. She would call out his name in pleasure and she would be his.
(Seraphina)
It was long past dawn now, but Seraphina was having such a good time. "Like this?" She said to her current lover and teased her clit with her thumb. Sif cried out panting. Seraphina had already made the girl cum for her three times and was working on a forth. That day on the beach had been interesting and Seraphina knew Sif was shy and so she made her an offer.
She offered to show Sif how to learn her own body while gaining pleasures of it herself. To give her confidence in her movements where intimacies were concerned. Sif longed to have the prince Thor, but she feared not being good enough for him. Not having what it takes to satisfy him. Sif was uncomfortable touching Seraphina in return, but the princess was ok with that. Seraphina had another lover as well as she enjoyed men much more than she enjoyed women.
"Talk to me Sif. Let loose your tongue and tell me what you want." Seraphina instructed her.
"Yes. Like that." Sif panted and mewled again when Seraphina increased the pressure.
"Pretend I'm Thor. What would you enjoy having him do right now?" Seraphina asked her smiling.
"I don't know." Sif panted and Seraphina stopped what she was doing.
"That's not the right answer. Try again and I'll continue, you want to orgasm again don't you." She knew she did. She had this woman so sexually aroused now that she couldn't possibly say no.
"Don't stop." Sif pleaded rocking her hips.
"Answer my question." Seraphina ordered.
"His tongue. I'd like to feel his on me." She almost yelled it she was so frantic to meet her end now. Seraphina grinned and brought her face down taking in the scent of this overly aroused woman. The first touch of her tongue had Sif moaning loudly and pushing her hips toward Seraphina's mouth. The princess licked and sucked the screaming girls clit until Sif had a handful of Seraphina's hair and legs locked around her as she came. Her entire body spasming and shaking powerfully in the wake of her ecstasy.
Seraphina inserted her two longest fingers inside Sif. "Soon Thor will have his cock in here and you'll scream for him too." She told Sif who was catching her breath and looking down at her.
XxX
It was supper hour before she finally rejoined her sister. "Where do you keep disappearing to at night?" Cephera asked eyeing her suspiciously. Cephera didn't usually ask such things, but she could understand why she would now.
"I have a couple of people here I'm dallying with." Seraphina replied with a wink.
"I knew it," Cephera said rolling her eyes. "Who?" She asked curious. "Although I think I already know at least one."
"And who do you think?" Seraphina asked in return.
"Fandral." Cephera replied and Seraphina grinned. Her sister knew her all to well. Fandral was a little arrogant when it came to his bedroom skills and for Seraphina he was a conquest. The look on his face when she showed up the day after the beach and was the one to totally subdue him was priceless. She rode him like a stallion never letting him take the lead asserting her dominance quickly. He hadn't complained.
"That's number one." Seraphina agreed. She saw Cephera begin to think.
"You rarely take two male lovers at a time so the other is female." Cephera deducted and Seraphina nodded. "But we don't know any females aside from the Queen and the Lady Sif." Cephera furrowed her brow thoughtfully and then finally ... "Oh Seraphina you didn't?!" She said shocked. "Lady Sif?! Really?" Seraphina grinned.
"Sort of. Not so much lovers I'm more like a teacher to her, but still fun nonetheless." Seraphina replied proud of her accomplishments.
"Have you no boundaries? The woman's an innocent." Cephera tisked.
"Not for long. If I keep things going soon she'll be riding the golden prince in no time." Seraphina boasted.
"You're just like father." Cephera groaned. "Always looking for new conquests."
"Well one of us needs to have some fun and a little sexual deviance." Seraphina remarked shaking her head at her younger twin.
"Sometimes I'm happy I'm your sister. If I was a friend and not a blood relation I can only imagine what you'd try to get me to do." Cephera pulled a hand threw her hair.
"One day little sister you'll come to me for advice and I'll have plenty to give." Seraphina assured her grinning.

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