The Flower of Jotunnheim

Loki stands before Thor in front of the wedding altar. All of Asgard is in attendance to see their beloved Crowned Prince marry some Jotunn scum unworthy of licking his boots. The females in the crowd are all clearly in mourning. Thor is cold and emotionless as he says his vows. Loki is meek and quiet as he does the same. The temple priest blesses them and presents them as a married couple and the crowd politely applauds them. Loki looks beautiful, not that Thor noticed. Loki is dressed in much the same way he used to dress on Jotunnheim. His chest is bare and blue for all to see. He is wearing a long white skirt and his golden arm bracers. His hair is cascading down his back and there is a golden circlet atop his head.
Odin hands the temple priest the key to Loki’s magic binding wrist cuffs. With a click they pop off. “You may kiss your…um…bride.” The priest stutters.
Loki blushes and Thor gives him a cold look before leaning in and pecking him quickly on the lips. When he pulls away Loki gives his whole body a shake as a pink hue appears on his lips, which quickly bleeds into the rest of his face. The change continues down his neck, chest, arms, and finally his feet. Loki opens his eyes, which are now an emerald green. For a moment the look on Thor’s face softens in awe (and a touch of lust) before turning cold again. Loki blushes and looks down at his feet. The whole room is quiet, before bursting into a roar of approval.
The ceremony is over and the crowd descends on the feasting hall. Loki is seated beside Thor at the High Table. He wishes he could sit beside Frigga. It would be nice to have one friend at this event to talk to. Logistically that is impossible this evening. The Queen must sit next to her King on the other side. Everyone in the hall is talking about Loki. Many openly look and point while conversing. Some of their expressions are clearly of disgust or disapproval, while others are showing open curiosity. Some of the females even seem to be displaying the jealousy that Frigga spoke of. Who would have thought? Loki can hear some lewd comments here and there and knows that the subject of consummation is on everyone’s minds.
Thor had planned on raping Loki. How will tonight go? Loki is inexperienced in these matters. Seducing Thor will be a game he will have to learn as he goes. Aside from the expected pain of losing his virginity, is Thor going to beat him? Be rough with him? Will it feel like rape if Thor is cruel? Loki grabs his glass of wine and downs it in one gulp and looks at his husband. Loki realizes tonight is not going to go well for him. The most he can hope for is a quick emotionless and unsatisfying fuck before Thor rolls off him to sleep. At worst Thor will make him feel violated, hurting him both physically and emotionally.
Love is going to be a hard thing to cultivate.
The feasting ends and the newlyweds are escorted to their bedchambers. Frigga has a small conversation with Thor off to the side before they are left alone in their room. It is only when the doors shut behind them that Thor finally speaks his first words directly to Loki.
“Let me make one thing about this marriage absolutely clear. We are NOT making love. I am FUCKING you for the sake of creating an heir and only doing so for as much as is necessary.”
Wow. Loki has to steal his resolve to not lash out at Thor, but doesn’t simply want to just stand there and take the insult either. Loki is quiet for a moment before coming up with a well thought out response.
“If you do not wish to make love, it is your loss. I could be loving towards you if given the opportunity. So far you have not given me one. If all you want to do is fuck, then let’s get on with it. I am tired, and wish to sleep.” Loki says curtly.
They each undress themselves quickly and quietly, barely looking at one another. They climb into bed together and Thor positions himself over Loki. Despite thinking about nothing but this moment for the past hour, Loki isn’t even wet. Apparently Thor isn’t aroused either. He reaches down between his legs and starts stroking himself to bring ‘Little Thor’ to attention. Once this is accomplished, Thor’s fingers find their way between Loki’s legs in search of his cunt.
Loki is shocked by the sudden and intimate touch. He knew it was coming but was wholly unprepared for the sensation of someone (besides himself) touching his pussy. Thor lines up his cock with Loki’s entrance and in one quick thrust breaks through Loki’s maidenhead and seats himself up to the hilt. Loki screams in pain as the blood gushes out. Thor starts a steady pace immediately, not giving Loki time to recover or adjust. He cries out in pain continuously as Thor pounds into him hard and fast. Within a matter of minutes, it’s over. Loki’s womb is filled with Thor’s seed. Loki is filled with frustration and pain. Thor rolls off Loki and goes to the bathroom to wash himself. Loki has to suppress an urge to yell and scream at Thor at the top of his lungs. In spite of the pain, Loki feels bereft, unsatisfied, like Thor did not do his job somehow. For some reason Loki cannot understand, he wants Thor back between his legs. Moreover, Loki’s cock is throbbing in pain. Loki needs to orgasm. Thor is the worst lover ever in the history of fucking.
Once Thor is out of the bathroom, Loki runs in to clean himself. He feels embarrassed as the fluids inside his body leak out and down his leg as he walks. He closes the door, not quite slamming it, but it is loud. Loki hops into the shower and immediately starts stroking his cock in one hand while fingering his clit with the other. Within moments Loki spills his seed all over the shower wall as his cunt squeezes out whatever fluids were left inside of him. Loki lets out a sigh of relief. He spends a few more minutes bathing before getting out. Loki knows Thor can do much better than that, but then Thor had done exactly what he promised. He fucked Loki just long enough to breed him, and then left him wanting for his own completion. What an asshole. Loki decides to file this little incident away in the back of his mind. Too many more like this one and Loki will have to find some way to pay the blonde god back in kind.
Loki comes out of the bathroom to kind the sheets have already been replaced and Thor is already in bed, his back to Loki again. Loki climbs in and both fall asleep in mutual dissatisfaction.
The days go by and Loki slowly starts to pick-up on Thor’s routines and habits. Thor attends council meetings in the mornings after breakfast, after lunch he goes to the sparring arena with his friends for a couple of hours, after that his duties vary from day to day. Some days, after sparring he will check on the status of the army’s weapons and armor. Other days Thor is back in the throne room watching his father give audience to the people. But every day after lunch, and before sparring, Thor comes back to his bedchambers to change into his fighting attire. Perfect.
In the two weeks since their wedding night Thor has fucked Loki two more times, both with the same end result for Loki. Loki means to change that today.
“Loki, I would like you to come with me to Lady Svetson’s luncheon today. There are some ladies there I would like you to meet.” Frigga says warmly. She has developed fond feelings for her new son-in-law over the past several days. She really does like him as a person.
“I’m afraid I cannot attend, My Queen, but do send the ladies my apologies.” Loki says with a devilish grin on his face.
“Oh? Why is that?” Frigga asks, genuinely surprised by Loki’s answer.
“I’m hatching a plot to seduce your son this afternoon, and will be otherwise occupied. If all goes well, Thor should miss his sparring practice this afternoon.”
“Oh! Well then, I wish you luck.” She chirps.
Loki returns to his bedchambers and prepares the scene for Thor’s arrival. His husband should be here any moment. Loki quickly strips naked and shifts his body into a completely female form, with large perky ample breasts, and a noticeably missing cock. His facial features change slightly and his hips broaden. Loki keeps his hair the same, with its signature braids with the emeralds studded throughout as well as the many earrings in her ears. Loki wants to make sure that Thor still recognizes her. Loki lies down on the bed with her legs spread wide and begins to masturbate. If all goes well Loki will get ‘caught’ pleasuring herself by her husband.
Loki quietly plays with her pussy for several minutes until she hears a distinct click from the door opening. It’s show time! Loki starts to moan Thor’s name loudly, arching her back and moaning like a whore.
“Ah! Ah! Ahh Thor! Ah…..” Loki hears footsteps coming from the foyer.
Thor walks into his room to some very familiar, and yet out of place sounds. What is a female doing in his bed, moaning his name, when he isn’t even in there? Thor walks into the bedroom to see what the hell is going on. He is greeted by the sight of a glistening pussy with three fingers thrusting in and out of it. The woman on the bed is blessed with beautiful breasts, a pretty face, and long flowing black hair that looks just like…..Loki. Blood rushes Thor’s face as he realizes his husband...er...wife? is masturbating and moaning his name. His cock is instantly hard.
The past two weeks have been torture for Thor. He is used to getting layed by a different wench every night. Since his wedding, however, he has only had a couple of unsatisfying quick fucks with his husband. Thor was actually looking into which of the ladies at court might make for a suitable and discreet mistress. Suddenly, all thoughts of not fucking Loki fly out of Thor’s head.
Loki waits until Thor is completely in the room before stopping and pretending to ‘just now’ notice that she is not alone. She quickly sits up on her knees and covers her breasts with one arm, while the other is still plunged deep between her legs. She bites her lower lip and looks Thor up and down with needy hungry eyes and a blush upon her cheeks. Her long hair is a fluffed tangled mess.
“Please….” Loki pants. Raw desire is oozing from every pore.
Thor damn near comes right then and there. He rips his clothes from his body and tackles Loki on the bed. He penetrates her in seconds. He pounds into her furiously and comes in minutes. Loki feels a moment of trepidation, expecting Thor to climb off and leave her wanting again. But this time Thor stays. His pause is short for he hardens again and starts up the pounding again. He fucks Loki senseless for more than 2 hours. Thor comes 3 times. Loki comes at least twice that. They finally collapse into each other’s arms, but there are no kisses, no soft words. Just heavy breathing.
“Thank you husband. I needed that.” Loki breathes into Thor’s ear.
Thor remembers where he is and who is beneath him. He gets up and stands beside the bed, looking down at Loki’s naked form. Loki grins a slow seductive smile as she sits up on her elbows and spreads her legs wide again. Thor gets a full view of Loki’s drenched hairless pussy. Their combined fluids leave a very large wet spot beneath her.
“I look forward to next time. Perhaps you’ll do me the honor of letting me wrap my lips around your cock.” Loki’s eyes narrow like she is hunting prey and licks her lips suggestively.
“I…um…am late for sparring practice.” Thor says dumbly. He runs into the closet to find his fighting attire before going back into the bathroom for a quick shower and a change. When he comes out of the bathroom, Loki is stripping the bed and remaking it. She is still naked, and bending over as she tucks in the corners of a sheet on one side. Thor runs out of the room like a little boy with a crush, and Loki chuckles to himself. Seducing Thor is going to be fun.

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