The Flower of Jotunnheim

Lady Sif watches Thor as Fandral pummels him into the ground. The Thunder God has been very distracted lately. Ever since the day he missed sparring practice, Thor has just been…well…useless. Something happened with Loki, and the female warrior is not sure what. During the first couple of weeks of their marriage Thor openly mocked his own spouse, telling jokes and espousing his disgust, contempt, and hate for the strange little blue man. That was four months ago. Ever since that day when Thor showed up for sparring practice 2 hours late all that stopped. He isn’t singing Loki’s praises, but he is not mocking him either. In fact Thor just isn’t talking about Loki at all. Sif might be able to figure out what is going on if she could see the couple interact more. They completely avoid each other in public, and at meals in the great hall Loki spends the entire time talking to Queen Frigga, while Thor spends time with Sif and their other friends.
If the truth be told, Sif is glad Thor stopped mocking his husband. It was ungentlemanly conduct and if that behavior had continued it would have ultimately ruined the marriage and Thor’s reputation as an honorable man. Sif has tried to get Thor to talk about what is going on, but he refuses. Whatever it is, he needs to pull his head out of his ass. His performance on the battlefield is suffering.
The sparring session ends and Thor leaves the arena. That’s another strange thing he has been doing. He has been returning to his room to shower instead of going to the bathing house there at the arena. It is so inconvenient to walk all that way just for a shower. What is Thor trying to hide? The tongues of the courtiers are wagging. Is Loki abusing Thor in secret? Is Thor trying to hide the marks? Loki is a powerful jotunn sorcerer. Thor could be bewitched in some way.
Thor walks quickly back to his bedchamber like a child running to a Christmas tree to open presents. He walks into his bedchamber and is once again gifted with another sensuous scene. Today Loki has made a clone of herself and they are eating each other’s pussies. Thor can’t figure out which one he wants to fuck first. It has been like this every day since Thor accidentally discovered Loki pleasuring himself while moaning his name. He is so grateful for his wonderful luck. Loki is always in her female form when in their bedchambers, and in his male form when out in public. They fuck at least twice a day, usually three and sometimes four.
This morning Loki had been especially cruel. Thor woke up with Loki’s head bobbing up and down on his cock. Thor had been nearly about to come when Loki stopped abruptly before he could find his release. When Thor became angry and demanded to know why, Loki slinked up Thor’s body and whispered something very dirty into his ear.
“Because, dear husband, I want you to spend your entire day thinking about me. I want you to imagine me suckling you until your sweet seed fills my mouth. I want you to think about what you would do, what you would give to make me keep pleasuring you like this. I do have other needs you know. And I want you to do your utmost to make the rumors about you taking a mistress to stop. You are mine, and if you ever want to feel my lips on your cock again, you’ll stop giving those plotting whores at court your attentions.”
Loki slinked back down Thor’s body, licked the tip of his cock one last time before shifting into his male form. Loki’s cock was hard as he walked away to get dressed. Thor hasn’t been able to think clearly since. All throughout the council meeting Thor kept thinking of that very thing, and at times Thor had been surprised by the turn his thoughts would take. The last imagine of Loki’s hard cock had stuck with him for some reason, and Thor kept imagining his husband, not his wife, sucking his cock. He was glad that the meeting that morning had been held in a seated table setting. He would not have been able to hide his erection if he had been standing.
Thor had run back to his room quickly after lunch hoping to find Loki there waiting for him, only to be disappointed. His sparring session today had suffered greatly because of that. Now, finally, his wife is before him, in the double, and he means to fuck her until she passes out.
Things do not go as Thor planned, however. The moment Loki sees Thor, the double disappears. Then with a flick of her wrist, she wisps away Thor’s clothes. Thor takes this for the invitation that it is and climbs onto the bed. But he feels an invisible force pull his body up the bed and before he realizes what is happening his hands are bound above his head to the headboard. Thor starts to feel a little nervous.
“What is the meaning of this?” He asks nervously. Part of him is turned on, but the warrior in him fears he’s about to be gutted.
“Making sure you don’t jump in and interrupt. I want you to watch Thor. I want you to watch and learn.” Loki says very seriously before stuffing a gag into Thor’s mouth.
Loki shifts back to his natural form. Blue and of both sexes. Then another clone appears, but it is not a copy of Loki. It is a copy of Thor. Thor sits there helplessly and watches as his other self begins to make love to Loki. They kiss each other passionately and whisper loving words to one another. Thor nips at all the little sensitive spots that Loki likes and Loki returns the favor in kind. Then the other Thor takes Loki’s cock into his mouth, being sure to be just as generous as Loki has been to the real Thor all these months. Then Loki takes the other Thor’s cock into his mouth, turning his eye to look at the real Thor who is whimpering against his restraints. Then the other Thor eats Loki’s pussy until Loki gushes his release into the other Thor’s awaiting mouth. Then they make love. They stare into each other’s eyes as the other Thor grids into him. The other Thor tells Loki that he loves him. Loki tells the other Thor that he loves him too. There are tears in Loki’s eyes.
There are tears in the real Thor’s eyes too. Seeing before him how his marriage bed could be, Thor wants it more than anything. To see that Loki is willing to give so much of himself reaches a place deep inside Thor’s heart, and he is flooded with guilt. For the first time, Thor feels something besides lust bloom for Loki inside his heart. He feels shaken to the core and doesn’t know what to do. Loki is a jotunn. He has hated the jotunn people for so long, but he can’t hate Loki. Not anymore.
When Loki and the clone are done, the other Thor disappears. Loki turns his gaze to his husband.
“You are going to court me now. Like I deserve. We will not have sex until we can have sex like that. Loving, joyous, and accepting of who I really am. Until then you are cut off.”
Loki gets off the bed and gets dressed. It is not until after he has left their chambers that Thor’s restraints disappear. As horny as Thor is, he can’t bring himself to jerk himself off. He’s too overwhelmed with conflicting emotion. He sits there for a long time trying to figure out what to do. Loki has given Thor two ultimatums in one day. The first, to be faithful, the second, to love him. Are these not the vows Thor swore on their wedding day? Clearly Loki is upholding his end of the bargain, and he expects Thor to do the same. Do I want to? Do I want to love Loki? Do I want to be in love with Loki? A jotunn? A half man/half woman creature with blue skin?
Yes.
Lady Sif watches on as her friend makes a complete ass of himself. Thor has lost his damn mind. She can’t believe she didn’t see the signs before, because it is plain as day to the whole of Asgard now that Prince Thor has fallen hard in love with Prince Loki. Thor is completely covered head to toe in the blood of a bilgesnipe. He’d slain the giant monstrous creature and then crawled inside of it to dig it’s gigantic heart out in one piece. Thor has walked into the feasting hall, stinking to high heaven, and covered in filth to present this giant heart to Loki, which the blonde god himself can barely carry. What the hell is Loki going to do with it? Bilgesnipe heart is not an edible meat, and it is too big and awkward to preserve as a trophy. It IS a lovely gesture, incredibly sweet, in its own grotesque way, but that is all.
Nevertheless, Loki rises from his seat to greet his husband and accept his grand loving gesture. He is trying unsuccessfully to hide the blush in his cheeks. He thanks Thor and tells him that this large heart has touched a very deep place in his, and that he is pleased. Thor smiles like an idiot.
“Now please get rid of it!” Odin shouts. Loki scurries back to his seat at the dinner table embarrassed yet happy beyond belief. Thor leaves the feasting hall and an army of servants descend on the trail of sinking blood with mops and buckets.
The past few days Sif has barely seen Thor at all, and when she does it is like this. She supposes it is to be expected of a newlywed couple. They are still in the honeymoon stage after all. It just never occurred to anyone that these two would ever have a honeymoon stage. Thor has been spending every spare moment of his time with Loki and the courtiers are all abuzz about it. They have been seen together conversing in public! And smiling at each other! It’s scandalous. Thor is in love with a jotunn.

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