The Deepest Longing

The bright lights of the dungeon snap on rousing the prisoners in the dungeon. Well, most of them. Loki and Lilly are so exhausted from the previous day’s events (and previous night’s events) that neither one of them are awakened by the lights or noises of people stirring around them. The lights haven’t been on long, 30 minutes perhaps, when Thor makes his way down to the dungeons to check on Lilly and his brother. It is Lilly he is mainly concerned with. Her family was devastated when he explained to them the long story of how she ended up in the Asgardian dungeons and married to the man that tried to take over Earth. The poor girl has suffered so much over the past few days, culminating with her being put into a cell alone with Loki. Thor hopes Loki didn’t harm her in any way. He makes his way down the stairs and comes before Loki and Lilly’s cell. At first he blinks, thinking he is not seeing clearly, but he is. On the floor of the cell are torn up night clothes, clearly ruined in a fit of passion. In the bed Loki is spooning Lilly and the blankets are not completely covering everything. Thor can see one of Lilly’s exposed breasts. The other is being cupped by Loki’s hand. Lilly’s fingers are interlaced with his. Thor quickly turns around and then clears his voice loudly. Neither of them stirs. So then Thor takes his hammer off his belt and drops it, making it thud loudly on the floor. It works. Loki and Lilly’s eyes both fly open.
Loki already knows Thor is standing there before he sees him. He has always been able to sense his brother’s presence. Loki takes in his surroundings. He is curled up with Lilly and his hand is on her breast. Lilly’s body is exposed to the open air. Loki has a little war inside himself as to whether this pleases his mischievous vengeful side or offends his possessive private side. Possessive wins out as he pulls the bed cover up to obscure Lilly’s lady parts from public view. Lilly notices the pile of shredded green satin on the floor and realizes that she is naked and that Thor is standing outside their cell with his back to them when Loki pulls the blanket up to cover her chest. AH! Shit! Did Thor just see my boobs?
“Good morning Thor.” Loki says with a hint of mirth in his voice. He is relishing his brother’s discomfort at finding them in their marriage bed. “Good morning Loki.” Thor says darkly. “I see you and Lady Lillian are well.” He says, his back still to them. “As well as can be expected considering we are imprisoned in the dungeons. What do you want?” “I came to let Lady Lillian know that I have brought her personal effects with me to Asgard and that her family has been informed of where she is and that she is…..safe.” Thor hesitates on this last word. “Mother is working on sending the items into your cell now. They should appear in the next few minutes. I, um, will come back later to talk to you both.”
“Oh Dear God! Did he see me my breasts!?” “Yes and judging by the expressions on our fellow captives across the way Thor wasn’t the only one.” Lilly jumps from the bed with the blanket wrapped around her leaving only a thin sheet to conceal the lower half of Loki still lounging on the bed.
“AHHHHHH! God damn it I am so sick and tired of being humiliated! I’m tired of all the surprises! I’m tired of not having any control over my life and this whole situation! I swear to God, he hates me! God hates me!” Loki pulls his satin pants back on and walks over to Lilly. “I know to which God you are referring and I assure you he doesn’t hate you….(Lilly smiles briefly), He doesn’t care about you at all. He doesn’t even know you exist.”
That is the LAST. STRAW. Lilly marches right over to Loki and slaps him in the face. Loki starts yelling at Lilly. A full blown Holy Roller screaming match ensues, complete with name calling and threats of physical harm, though it never does come to blows. Several of the royal guards on patrol hear the commotion and march over to the front of their cell to see what it is all about. Lilly and Loki both snap their heads when the guards stop. “What the fuck are you looking at!” Lilly screams at them. Loki is sneering at them as he waves his hand and produces another sound barrier around the inside of their cell. They resume their yelling. From the guards perspective there is no sound. It is like someone hit the mute button while watching the WWE. Lilly is chest to chest with Loki now and she has her finger waging in his face as she yells. Her short stature making the whole display comical instead of threatening. She is practically standing on her tippy toes to yell at his chin.
“Fierce little creature isn’t she?” One of the guards says. “She’ll need to be to survive in a cage with that animal.” The other says. Loki and Lilly continue fighting for about an hour before both have exhausted themselves of every cruel word they possess in their arsenal. Loki may be more skilled at inflicting verbal harm, but Lilly had a lot of ammunition on Loki. Some of the things she said cut him to the core. She called him a monster, a murderous bastard, a loser with low self-esteem, an evil whiny child bitching about not getting the toy he wanted, and more. Loki called Lilly a whore with pathetic ambitions, a worthless and weak mortal unworthy of having a God for husband. She reminded Loki that his immortality may well be cut short. That his legacy is shit and that the only good that will ever come out of his existence is the child growing inside her womb. That shut him up.
The breakfast trays arrive along with several bags of luggage for Lilly. Lilly quickly rifles through one of them to find a decent change of clothing and then ducks into the bathroom to get dressed. When she comes out she is wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes. Finally she feels comfortable in her own skin. She wants to rip through the rest of the bags to see what is in all of them, but decides to eat first. The breakfast trays are only here for a limited time and she is starving. She plops down in the chair and quickly inhales her food. There is another big pot of the purple penis tea. Lilly cringes knowing what it is made of, but pours herself a cup anyways. Her body craves the stuff. When she is done she moves on to the luggage. Loki only sits down to eat his breakfast after she has moved away, too angry to sit at the table with her at the same time. Lilly starts pulling out clothing. Sweat pants, sun dresses, t-shirts, blouses, and best of all her ballet wear. Her ballet slippers are the most heart-warming thing she has laid eyes on in days. She searches through another bag and finds headphones, speakers, and her iPod! Sweet! She has over 2000 songs downloaded on this! She’ll be able to dance until her feet bleed if she wants! She pulls out the charger and looks around for a power outlet. Shit. She was so close to having a piece of happy. She just had a knock down drag out fight with Loki and now this wonderful piece of home got her hopes up only to have them dashed.
Lilly starts to cry, loudly. The purple bags appear under eyes again and she starts to look pale. She flops down on the bed and cries into the pillow like a child. Loki expected this to only last a minute or two but 30 minutes later she shows no sign of running out of steam. Loki could really care less except that the sounds she is making are very irritating. Loki feels no concern for Lilly until her crying comes to a sudden halt. Loki walks over to the bed and rolls Lilly over. She is freezing to the touch. Damn, all that crying must have made her sick. Quickly Loki lets his Jotunn form take over as he presses his hand to her cheek. It helps but it is not enough. He has never seen her this weakened before. He cradles her head and pulls her up for a kiss. He invades her mouth with his tongue and begins feeding her of himself. It is so hard to be so angry with her one minute and then so intimate the next. Still she needs more of him. Loki strips off his shirt and hers and pulls her into his lap for much needed skin to skin contact. After several minutes she starts to perk up, her body temperature finally regulated to a normal level.
Lilly’s eyes flutter open. She is curled up like a cat in Loki’s lap. It feels both divine….and weird. The weirdness factor is tangible. Lilly lays there for a moment with her face pressed against his chest, not sure what to do. She knows that he only saved her because if she dies, he’ll die under the executioner’s axe. He’d said such awful things to her in the fight, and yet he is stroking her hair now. A touch of tenderness that is unwarranted. The mixed signals are giving her whiplash. Finally she pulls away and looks up into his eyes. They are blood red. Lilly finds them to be quite creepy. They remind her of Rosemary’s baby, but she keeps that thought to herself. It is a shame, because the rest of him is quite beautiful in his blue form. He looks like one of the Avatar characters.
Lilly realizes that he is going to have to keep doing this with increased frequency the further along her pregnancy gets. She can’t avoid this man. If they fight all they can do is sit on opposite ends of the room and ignore each other until they can’t. Staying mad at this man will only make her existence in this cell for the next year a tortured one. The big fight this morning was inevitable and necessary really. All the cruel hateful things they think about each other needed to come out. But anymore fights like that will just make life a living hell down here. Lilly decides that she is going to be the adult in this situation. She will be patient, even tempered, and forgiving. Even when Loki is a hurtful dick.
“Loki, I’m sorry for some of the things I said this morning. I was angry and I could’ve handled it better.” Lilly says not expecting Loki to reciprocate. She puts her head back down on his chest and closes her eyes. “Just some of the things you said?” Loki baits her, but she doesn’t take it. She simply snuggles in deeper to his chest. Loki feels conflicted. He hates her, doesn’t he? She just apologized to him but he can’t bring himself to do the same. They continue to sit in awkward silence until the image of Loki’s mother appears in the center of the room.
“Good morning.” Frigga says softly. Lilly jumps from Loki’s lap to grab her shirt and puts it back on. More people have seen her naked/nearly naked in the last 24 hours than the entire span of her life. Loki is jumpy too. His mother has never seen him in his Jotunn form before. He feels rather embarrassed and quickly flushes his body back to the pale creamy pink hue she is familiar with. Frigga is unperturbed. Her visit this morning is a social one. Frigga’s has been spying on them since they were tossed in here, though she had to look away at the height of their love making last night. That they had been able to do such a thing had been encouraging, until the fight this morning.
Frigga asks Lilly how she is doing and if she has everything she needs. Lilly confesses that she hasn’t had the chance to finish going through all her bags. Frigga inquires about the strange devices that made Lilly cry. Lilly explains that they won’t work without electricity and she has no way to charge them in here. Frigga looks at Loki. “I can assist you with that.” Loki says. Lilly beams brightly. Yes! I can have my music after all! Frigga instructs Lilly to drink all of her tea at every meal. It has vital nutrients her child needs and Loki’s interventions aren’t providing her body with everything she needs. Lilly nods and thanks her. Frigga asks Lilly is she would mind listening to her music for a while so that she and Loki might have a private conversation. Loki touches his finger to her iPod and charges it full. Lilly smiles appreciatively and puts her headphones on and sits down in one of the chairs and looks out into the hallway of the dungeon.
“The fight you and Lilly had this morning is already the talk of the realm.” Frigga says to Loki. “Oh, I bet it is.” Loki snarls. “That girl apologized to you not moments ago but you did not return the kindness.” “I do not owe her a kindness.” Loki says. “Oh, but you do my son. It is only by the grace of the Norns that you are still here. That girl and the child inside her saved your life yesterday and you are being cruel to her. Think for once, from her perspective, so you might at least feel empathy for her. She was an innocent girl, an innocence you took from her though it was not your desire to do so. At least not on the surface. You confessed to your brother while under the influence of the scepter that you desire a family of your own and a chance to start over. Here it is. Take it.”
“Not with her! She is a stranger to me. I do not love her.” “Is that your complaint? You haven’t been trying son. And so what if she is a stranger, arranged marriages between royal families are made every day. Had this not occurred your father and I might have married you off to some other stranger for the sake of political allegiance. If love is what you desire, court her. Show her affection. She will not be a stranger to you long. The two of you are stuck in here for the remainder of her pregnancy at least and maybe longer.”
Loki looks at Frigga then. “How long do I have to live mother?” “That my son is entirely up to you. More episodes like the one that occurred this morning do not work in your favor. You are being watched, by me, by your father…” “He’s not my father!” “And am I not your mother?” “No.” Loki says. “You are so perceptive Loki about everyone except yourself.” Frigga says with tears threatening to fall from the corners of her eyes. “The healers are monitoring her from a distance. If you neglect her needs they will know it, if you harm her they will know it. They have been ordered to yank her from this cell immediately if you do not take good care of her. If you abuse her you seal your fate.”

Notes

I'm not used to writing so much drama. Let me know what you think!