“Could I hold you for a lifetime? Could I look into your eyes? Could I have this night, to share this night together? Could I hold you close beside me? Could I hold you for all time? Could I, could I have this kiss forever…” [1]

~*~

Chapter 2: There She Goes[2]

You feel the cool wind in your hair and face as you galloped off on Hrani[3], your brother’s valiant horse[4]; the exhilarating and breathless emotion that swells in your body makes you feel giddy and triumphant.

The sensation was as though you were a bird in flight, that at any moment you would catch the wind you were chasing after. Your eyes now drift shut, arms outstretching as if to embrace the fury of exploding emotion you now begin feel that makes your heart beat like the powerful percussion it is.[5] You hold tightly onto Hrani’s body between your legs while trying not to sway and fall off the beast; a grin you didn’t know you were wearing had grown on your face.

Opening your eyes you could now see the lush fauna and flora around you, this was just too perfect. Grabbing hold of Hrani’s reigns you tug and pull him to a stop, he obeyed almost immediately with snuffling grunt and stops; kicking at the grass and dirt under his hooves.

“You’re such a good boy Hrani, so amazing. I promise you, when we get back home I will give you an extra bag of oats and two apples.” You grin and hug at the thick neck, to which Hrani neighs and nods his large head; you laugh.

“__________!” you hear your name being called at from a distance, “__________! Come back!”
Taking hold of the reigns from around the sides of your steed’s mouth again, you turn its large head which coaxes the powerful body to turn as you now face the approaching dark figure complete with matching steed[6].

Waving over at your oncoming companion the smile you were wearing fades away the moment you see
the expression that Loki was greeting you with.

“I told you to wait for me!” the young Prince seemed upset and you feel a swell of embarrassment settling on your chest as you now averted your eyes from his annoyed features.

“My deepest apologies Loki, I didn’t mean to run ahead of you but I couldn’t help myself!” And you couldn’t, for Viggo may have taught you how to ride like a lady but Loki was the one who taught you how to ride like a man.

It was what got you so ecstatic and carefree when you bounded off on the horse. You felt more secure and more at ease than you would have been had you been sitting on the beast like a proper lady should. Then again you’ve never been proper.

His hand gently cups your chin and he slowly lifts your face so that your eyes could meet his; he was no longer angry, “I just worry about you,” he meant it sincerely, “I would be in trouble for endless reasons had I lost you.”

You couldn’t help but feel a little pleased by his words but then again, why would Loki look twice at you when he has so many young ladies of the court after him? Loki had grown into a handsome and mysterious young man. The total opposite of his older brother; where Thor was bright and inviting like the day, Loki was just as dark and alluring as the night.

And you’ve always prefer the night.

“Come,” he said, now steering his animal toward a part of the deep green forest, “let us find our favorite tree.”

You smile and nod while maneuvering Hrani to a gentle trot alongside Loki and his own horse. The two of you begin to talk about some of the books he brought and the food you manage to gather from the kitchens. They included the spiced meats that Loki enjoyed as well as the sweet cream custard he preferred for dessert. You had made doubly sure that you packed those in your knapsack along with the sweet red wine, bread, cheese, grapes and apples.

Upon reaching your destination you both dismounted your horses and freed them from both the burdens of their saddles as well as their reigns before you both allow the horses to graze and gallop at their leisure.

You retrieve the blanket you packed along with the lunch and lay it on the grass before the tree you wanted to lean against. After you settled yourself in you take in the gorgeous view of the lake before you. [7] This was one of your favorite spots to be alone with him.

Loki brings his own bag over to you and the tree as he first knelt then scoots up to part your legs so that he could be cradled between your legs and to use you for his personal pillow. Not that you minded or anything, it was all the better for you to run your fingers through his hair while he read to you.

He was resting the back of his head against your stomach, then opens up what appears to be a book of poems. Hearing Loki reading from just about any book was one of your most favorite ways of spending time with him; he turns a few pages while resting the bottom half of the book against his own chest until he found something he probably thought would interest you.

The moment he began to read the poem[8] in that gentle and soothing tone of his, it sends little pleasurable chills up your spine; you lightly scratch at his scalp with your nails.

Closing your eyes for only a moment you now begin to relax. The sounds of Loki’s voice as well as the gentle white noise of the forest around you allowed you to drift into a contented state of rest; you’ve never felt so happy in your life and somewhere deep in the crevices of your mind, you had hoped that the two of you would always be content like this.

Who knows for how long you have been asleep but as far as senses were of concern, you feel a gentle press upon your lips in sleep for when you open your eyes once more you find that Loki’s eyes were closed as well and that his lips were covering over yours, giving you one of the most innocent of kisses.
Thinking that you were still in a state of dreaming, (for kissing Loki had been one of your most favorite dreams) you did nothing but lay there between the grass and the tree until you most definitely felt his hand sneaking up to cup at your breast over your dress[9]… that was new. You hear his breath shaking a little between your lips while that hand on your breast started to try and work its way past the collar of your dress and completely touch the soft mound. This causes your eyes to fly open and now you knew that this wasn’t a dream after all. It was real.

Snapping out of it you sit straight up, pushing him off and you stare at him with alarm. Loki for his part was on his hands and knees before your body; his cheeks were flushed and his lips were slightly swollen, pink and wet from use. Your eyes widened as you felt your own embarrassment rising up before you struck at his face.

“Idiot!” you shriek and slap him across the face, his pale cheek bloom into a hot pink.

“Whoa!” was all he said and then shields himself with his arms from your wrath.

“NEVER. AGAIN.” You began and continue to smack at him, “NOT. WITHOUT. MY. PERMISSION!” you say between each swat on his arm, chest and shoulders, your face a deep pink at this point.

“Well can I do it again?”

“No you may not!” you huff; pausing from your swats to glare at him. Your cheeks still pink with embarrassment and your body trembled with constrained anger.

“Oh come on __________! Surely that was not your first kiss was it?” he asked and you averted your eyes while hugging your arms and turning away from him.

“That’s not the point!”

“__________?” he playfully drags out your name and he sits up leaning slightly against you, “Was I your first kiss?”

“Shut up will you?” you look at him long enough to shove him over harder this time, he crows with laughter as he falls back and lands half on the blanket and half on the grass.

“I don’t believe it! I am aren’t I?” he laughs and rests his arms behind the back of his head as he watches you with shining gleeful eyes.

“I told you to shut up!” you glare and tackle him, Loki continues to laugh at your antics and even holds your wrists away with his own hands to keep yours from clawing at him.

“You know, you’re beautiful when you’re angry,” he says, his sea colored eyes still shinning with mirth.
Although you knew that he said it only to get a rise out of you it was still rather shocking for you to hear it, “You’re off your head,” you grunt while still trying to get your hands on him.

You didn’t notice that you had been straddling his hips until you feel the leather of his trousers slide against the insides of your bare thighs. You immediately stop trying to strangle him, climb off him and you sit cross legged next to his body instead. Your arms rest behind you to support your weight and you were looking away from him as to hide the blush still lingering upon your face.

“_________?” Loki asks breathily while voicing his concern over to your reaction.

“Hmph! I refuse to talk to you.” You huff again still not looking at him.

“__________?” he asked quietly and you feel his finger now gently circling the exposed skin of the back of your hand, “May I kiss you again?” he asked in a sweet soft voice which causes you to look at him now.
He was giving you those damn doe eyes… yet how can you resist him?

“… I suppose you may.” You murmur in reply and watch as a grin spreads across his face.
Sitting up now, Loki’s body was facing you so that his left arm was almost touching your left. Placing his hands carefully on your cheeks, he leans in to kiss you full on your lips again. On your part, your eyes drifted shut and you feel your lips pressing back returning the kiss with equal curiosity.

Kissing was a little weird you had to admit but at the same time, it was also very nice. His hands now drop slowly from your cheeks to rest on your shoulders where they begin to slide easily down your arms and just when you thought he was going to grab your breasts again he actually scoops you into his arms and semi cradles you over his lap. His kisses were now more eager and you feel the soft point of his tongue press against your lips and teeth as though silently asking for permission to enter your mouth.

Instinctively you part your lips to receive it and you giggled feeling him snake his tongue into your mouth. He pulled back with an annoyed expression.

“What’s so funny?”

“It feels a little weird,” you snicker and he narrows his eyes at you, “I’m sorry but it does! Are you sure that I’m not your first kiss either?” you tease him, which only serves to flare his anger a little.

“I’ve kissed plenty more girls before you!”

“It does not feel like it, are you sure they even like your technique?”

“How would you know what technique is like? I’m your first kiss after all!”

“Well I enjoyed it a lot more before you shoved your tongue down my throat.”

“Why you--!” this time he pounces on you to tickle your sides and under your arms and under your jaw.

You squirm and laugh even as far as feeling tears prickle behind your eyes, “Loki!” you wheeze through your laughter, “Stop! Don’t!” your legs kick slightly and he stops his hands now around your wrists and was pressing you against the ground.

You open your eyes to find him staring at you, a smile on his face as you catch your breath and look back at him; he closes the gap between you by kissing you again. Your hands reach up this time and tuck under his arms to hold onto his back while you started to feel one of his hands trailing down your leg to sneak under your skirts. The cool fabric of your dress slips up exposing them and you grab at his wrist to stop him, Loki then looks at you with questionable eyes.

“Loki I’m not ready for more than just kissing. I really do like kissing you but I don’t—“ you pause and bite your lips and avoid his disappointed eyes.

“__________?” he asks gently and strokes the side of your face with the backs of his fingers, “I will not force you into anything that you do not want, we can wait.”

There were so many conflicting emotions beating in your heart and racing through your mind. Was this really happening? Did Loki really want to share that part of him with you? For the rest of your outing there were more little kisses before and even after lunch. And even on the way back to the palace you’ve stolen more kisses until you were both in plain sight coming toward the large golden doors of Asgard.
This would only be the beginning of many more encounters.

~*~

Time passes on and there were more kissing sessions as well as touching and even tasting. The first time he had kissed and sucked on your breasts, you thought it was the most erotic feeling ever, it made you blush at the most inappropriate times and you couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips.

And then the first time he both touches then tastes you between your legs, you swore you could see the wonders of the universe behind your closed eyes.

Currently, you were in his room both of you were naked on the thick furs of his bed. You were lying beneath him and his body was welcomed between your legs comfortably. You were kissing him at this time while enjoying the feel of his skin against yours. It all felt surreal like in a dream and that at any moment you were going to wake up and find yourself in your room and that Loki wasn’t actually doing this with you.

You were trembling under him and panting softly, your heart was beating wildly and you can feel your sex moisten, ready for more. Loki must have noticed for he had stopped kissing you to simply gaze at you before addressing the thoughts racing through his mind.

“Are you ready for me?” he asks softly while looking into your eyes.

You felt your cheeks redden; you were so nervous that you couldn’t speak, so you nod and bite your lip. He must have noticed your nervousness when you see something glaze over his gorgeous sea colored eyes when he saw your bite.

“Are you frightened?”

Never wanting to lie to him you close your eyes and nod again. Opening your eyes once more you see a small friendly smile on his lips, “Don’t be,” he spoke kindly then leans in to kiss your lips again, “See? There is no need to be afraid.”

Loki continues the slow sweet kisses, now travelling over to your chin then down your neck, over your collarbone and finally down to your breasts.

Closing your eyes again at the feeling, you shudder and begin to relax against the sweet soft kisses peppering your body. You feel Loki run his palms down the sides of your body perhaps hoping that this action would further relax you and calm your nerves. It did a little bit.

When he rose back up to trail kisses and gentle bites over your breasts you wrap your arms around his shoulders, your fingers tangling in the dark locks of his hair. You feel his hands reaching under your hips to spread your legs apart while he rubs himself against the inside of your thighs.

You release a tiny whimper before feeling his lips return on yours once more and you kiss him back. Loki aligns himself at your center then pushes his hips in slowly, the head of his cock now breaks through the barrier of your virginity stopping to allow you to adjust to the foreign object as well as his size. You cry out as a mix of pain and pleasure rip through you; your inner muscles quiver and squeeze around the hot heavy appendage.

You hear him groan above you and just as you felt him about to plow in further you stop him with both of her hands on his shoulders, “Wait!” you sob and take in a shaky breath and breathe it out slowly.

Leaning over you without moving him hips, you feel his kisses on your cheeks as well as his tongue licking up the tears you were in too much shock to feel spilling from your eyes, “I’m sorry,” he murmurs between each kiss, “I’m sorry this hurts you.”

“Only a little bit,” you manage and kiss his lips again, “keep going,”

Loki didn’t need to be told twice and pushes himself into you until he was fully sheathed inside your quim. You cry out again as the rest of your virginity releases and you feel a small pop from the inside.

“Was that--?” Loki asks breathlessly and looks into your eyes again he sees you nod silently and his eyes widen.

“Yes I believe so,” you bring his mouth close to yours this time, “just kiss me it helps to alleviate the pain.”

“By the Nine,” he swore softly, his hips begin to thrust with more demand, “you feel amazing,” and he kisses you once more.

Soon enough he was breathing heavily over you and he held your hands above your head, your fingers laced together and he was staring deeply into your eyes with those ocean colored eyes. He then kisses your lips once more before he buried his face into the side of your neck to kiss and nibble on your pulse.

“Fuck __________,” he grunts against your neck, “I’m about to burst…”

You gasp and gently bite at his shoulder, “Not… inside…” you pant between the words.

“Where?” he growls, his hips bucking into and out of yours.

“My chest.” You whisper huskily and your eyes roll shut again.

Loki groans then withdraws from your hot wet heat and kneels up to tower over you. One hand wrapped around his cock and it only took him two strokes before spilling his seed over your breasts, some of it splashed and hits you below your neck and chin.

Looking down at yourself you curiously run your fingers over the small puddles of opaque white fluid and spread it between your fingers. The fluid itself was a rather odd texture; it was a semi thick liquid and when it dries your fingers felt sticky.

A moment of silence falls between the two of you until you broke it, “I do believe you’ve ruined me for all other men,” he chuckles, his cheeks slightly pink, “or you’ve ruined all other men for me,” he laughs a bit more freely now, “either way I’m ruined now.”

“Quiet you,” he snickers and cleans you off magically with a swipe of his hand. You blink at your now clean but still naked body.

“That’s a clever trick,” you mention and smile what you hope was an innocent one.

“It keeps the servants from asking inappropriate questions,” he grins, pulling you into his arms and kissing you once more, “Are you happy?”

“You mean right now or usually?”

“You know what I mean…”

You grin and nip at his bottom lip, “Yes, I am very happy.”

“Good, that is all that matters to me.”

You’ve never felt that much closer to him than you did since the first time you’ve met.
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Notes

I've worked REALLY hard on this chapter and I have to say I am very proud of it. I only hope that you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. By the way, you and Loki are about 15-17 years old at this point.

*WARNING*: At the end of this chapter there are depictions of HEAVY sexual and consensual themes between two UNDER AGED teenagers. You have been forewarned.

I don't own you or Loki. Only Viggo and the spelling/grammar errors.

Number Bullets (There are so many!)

[1] Can I Have This Kiss Forever - Enrique Iglesias & Whitney Houston

[2] There She Goes - Sixpence None The Richer

[3] "Hrani" is old Norse for "Brutal/Rough". But Hrani is a sweetheart though.

[4] Hrani is a male gray speckled percheron.

[5] Touch the Sky - Julie Fowlis (Brave Soundtrack) I had this song on a loop and that scene with Merida riding on Angus was a BIG help too.

[6] Loki's horse is a male friesian. I also couldn't decide on what to name Loki's horse because I was caught between two names: Skjønnhet which means "Beauty" like "Black Beauty" but just dropping black. Or Svaðilfari who actually fathered Sleipnir and we see in "Thor". Yes I am well aware of the myth of how Sleipnir was born but just not for this fic/storyline/series. kkthnx.

[7] The Lake

[8] May I Feel? Said He. And just why did I choose this particular poem you ask? My answer is why not choose this particular poem?!

[9] Your Dress