To Be Reborn The Butterfly

Thor and Loki damn near trip and fall to the ground as they emerge from the conference room. Everybody in the palace is abuzz about Loki’s return and ah…reunion…with his brother. Nobles and servants alike are congregated in the great hall just off the conference room. They are all pretending to be there for other reasons. Really they all just want to see the demeanor of the two princes when they come out. They didn’t expect them to be actively ripping their own clothes off in a desperate need to fuck each other. The thunderstorm outside gathers quickly and the people of the court know this is no fling to satisfy simple lust.
Loki decides to just wrap his legs around Thor’s waist so that Thor can carry him back to his bedchambers. Loki spies the people out of the corner of his eye, in particular a female click of noble women that have been chasing after Thor for years. Loki can’t resist the temptation. He shifts back into his female form and gives them the finger. (Not that Asgardians even know what it signifies.)
“He’s mine bitches!” God bless New Yorkers for teaching Loki the art of blunt rudeness. His days of being polite and proper with these people are over. They hate him and the feeling is mutual. He’d almost lost Thor forever because he didn’t have the wherewithal to stand up to these people. He’d almost married a mortal, a good and deserving man, but a mortal none the less. Loki would have ended up alone in only a matter of decades.
“Loki!” Thor admonishes. (Though he has big ass grin on his face.)
“What? Fuck them.” Loki says before attacking Thor’s mouth again. By the time they make it to Thor’s bedchamber Loki’s upper half is bare, which is also scandalous since she is still female and her breasts were exposed to any in the hallway to see. Loki forgets she’s a she at the moment. Shifting back into her male form and staying that way requires magic, energy and a conscious effort to stay that way. So when Thor thrusts his giant meaty cock into her slick quivering quim, she’s shocked back into remembering. Thor kisses her passionately.
“Tell me you love me.” Thor whispers as he rides her gently.
“I love you.” Loki looks him directly in the eyes as she says it so that Thor can see her sincerity. It is exactly what Thor needs. They need to talk; Gods know they need to talk about a lot of things. But in this moment Thor wants to make love. Thor touches his forehead to hers as he interlaces their fingers. He pumps into her slowly but deliberately, building the need, the desire, the tension begging for release. It isn’t long before Loki is doing just that.
“Thor….Thor please….” Loki pants.
“Please what?”
“Faster please. I need more. I need you.”
“Tell me you want my seed inside of you. Tell me how badly you want it.”
“My insides ache for you. I need it. I want you to fill me with everything you have. Come for me Thor. I belong to you.” Loki whispers seductively in his ear like she is telling him a secret. Thor comes hard and with a loud growl. It is everything he wants to hear. Thor lets his body fall next to Loki’s. He pulls her into his chest cradling her. He is afraid to let her go.
“Did you mean it when you said you wanted to marry me?” Thor asks her.
“Yes.”
“You do realize that means you would be Queen of Asgard when the time comes. Is that a title that bothers you?”
“Thor, you just finished fucking my cunt. No, I’m fairly certain that being Queen will not bother me. It is strange, that I received more outward respect as a woman than as a man. Though I’m sure my choice of weapon and magic use had much to do with that. I am oddly comfortable in this form. Then again I’ve only known joy and acceptance with this face and body.”
“Was it really so terrible before?”
“These past many months have given me a new perspective. Looking back on all my life’s memories with new eyes, there are new contexts laid over key moments of my life. In all of them, there was your love. But the people of this place have always hated me. In many ways my bitterness is even deeper after having experienced being part of a group that genuinely liked me for who I am. I will never hold any love for the people of Asgard Thor. Know that. Whatever duties I would perform in that capacity I would do out of love for you, not them.”
“I love you Loki. I was blind to your pain before but I see it now. I will not let the people treat you so again.”
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Odin, Frigga, Loki and Thor are all sitting down for breakfast together in their private dining room. Frigga smiles at her children. Loki is in his male form this morning.
“Loki dear, isn’t it tiring staying in that form? You’ll be exhausted at the end of everyday trying to keep that up.”
“I know mother, but I’m not ready to give myself over to being wholly female all the time. Besides, I like the look of fear and shock of the courtiers faces as I walk past.”
“Loki….” Frigga admonishes. “Part of being Queen means exercising soft power through politics. Your crude behavior of late will only undermine you in the long run.”
“Mother, I spent my entire life sitting idly by as people radiated their secret hateful thoughts towards me and I refuse to put up with it going forward. I would have the people say what they really think of me to my face. At least then my skin won’t crawl with their deception in the air. If I must be rude and crass to pull their honesty from them, so be it.”
“Yes well, there are subtler ways of obtaining their honesty.”
“Subtlety requires patience I no longer possess. I prefer to air out the dirty laundry for all to see.”
“Oh, how so?”
“You’ll see mother. Our wedding will be one for the record books.”
“I don’t suppose I can talk you out of whatever it is you are planning?”
“No. As the God of Lies I feel it is incumbent upon me to punish the people of Asgard for their deceitfulness towards myself and one another.” Odin and Frigga quirk their brows at that statement. This is not some mere prank or trick he is considering. Loki is invoking the right of God’s Wrath. He has never used his title in such an official capacity before. Thor invokes his right of God’s Wrath regularly, and for superfluous reasons.
“And how are you going to punish the people Loki?”
“By making the people tell the truth.” Loki smiles wickedly. Frigga looks at her husband. This is going to be an ugly mess.
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For weeks Loki spends his time in the library studying up the Bylaws of the Powers of Gods. If he is the God of Lies it should be well within his purview to deny someone the ability to tell lies. If Thor can summon rain every time he gets sad, or angry, or happy Loki should be able force a truth out of someone that is lying to him. Then again rain is a force of nature. Lying is a conscious behavior. Loki is going to make lying to the God of Lies so painful that none will dare try ever again. That includes holding back their poisonous private thoughts.
With much effort Loki finds the passage he needs to teach him how to invoke this power. A servant is walking by and Loki decides to test out his first attempt.
“You there! What is your name?” Loki asks the girl.
“Ericka your grace.” The servant states placidly.
“Tell me Ericka, what do you think of me?” Loki extends his power and influence over her as he says this.
“I think you are a power hungry Jotunn monster that will ruin us all.” Ericka slaps her hand over her mouth in horror. What the hell had compelled her to say such a thing to a prince of the realm? She’ll be tossed into the dungeons for a week at least!
“Go on. What else do you think?” Loki gives an evil grin.
“I think your execution was a load of tripe. Dead is dead and you’re not dead. Just because you lost your memories for a while and have been given a vagina doesn’t absolve you of the terrible things you did. I think you’re the worst person Thor could have selected to be our future queen and the realm will suffer greatly for it.” Ericka finishes speaking; not understanding what has brought on this sudden diarrhea of the mouth.
“And pray tell me Ericka; are you privy to any secrets? Any juicy gossip about any of the courtiers that no one else knows?
“Lord Svetland has been fucking me behind his wife’s back for the last three years.”
“Thank you, Ericka. You are free to go.” Loki chirps in contentment. This is going to be FUN!
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“Lean back Thor. Let me take care of you.” Loki purrs. He’s in his male form tonight. He wants Thor to take him. He wants Thor to dominate and overpower him, to be his dominant male and show him his strength. Loki blames his feminine side for wanting these things. It’s HER fault, he tells himself.
They are both naked on the bed. Thor is leaning back against the headboard watching Loki intently as Loki bends his head down and takes Thor’s length into his mouth. Thor moans his approval. Loki flicks his tongue over the head, the shaft, and finally his balls before deep throating him. He relaxes his throat to allow room for him. Loki bobs his head up and down, making eye contact with Thor periodically. He must be doing this right. Thor is certainly enjoying it.
“Loki….Loki I want to come inside you.” Thor says darkly and breathy. Loki feels the tightness of Thor’s muscles and knows he’s close. He releases Thor’s cock from his mouth with a loud pop and climbs up into Thor’s lap. Loki grabs the oil from off the side table and lubes Thor up. Loki guides Thor’s cock to his entrance and slowly lowers down upon it.
“Tssss….So tight.” Thor hisses.
“You’re the first to ever have me like this. Do you know that?”
“What?”
“Steven doesn’t like men Thor, and you are the first to have me in this way. You’ll be the only to ever have me in this way.” Loki slowly raises himself up Thor’s shaft and then slams his body back down.
“AH!” Thor throws his head back. Loki starts a slow pace to allow his hole time to adjust. Thor watches Loki as he rides his cock.
“So beautiful.” Thor mutters. Loki’s face is contorted in effort and pleasure. His pupils are blown wide as he seeks his pleasure. Thor grips Loki’s hips as he nears his climax. Without warning, Loki comes all over Thor’s chest. Loki’s movements stall for a moment and Thor uses his strong arms to keep Loki going.
“Ah….Thor….my love! That’s it. Spill your seed inside me. Possess ME!” Thor spurts his release into Loki with violent trembling spasms. He is buried deep inside, and hopes that some of it will never find its way out, but become a part of Loki forever.
Thor stays inside Loki until his cock is softened. Loki lifts up but instead of lying down to rest, he turns around and bends over. Loki arches his ass so that Thor can get a perfect view of his beautifully stretched hole. His come is already leaking out of it. Thor uses his thumb to gather the errant seed and gently stuff back inside his lover.
“Mmph.” Loki gasps. Thor’s hand travels down to Loki’s softened length and Thor strokes him gently for a moment, in a loving manner. Thor brings both of his hands back up and massages Loki’s cheeks, spreading them and playing with Loki’s rim with his thumbs. Loki moans at the erotic touches.
“Mine.” Thor whispers.

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