Unadulterated Smut with Uncle Loki

“Unadulterated Smut” Uncle Loki x Niece OC ~ Chapter 8

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Grace slipped a small talisman around Astrid’s neck and another one around her own wrist before leaving the front door. No one on Asgard would know they had kids, but as a safety precaution, Loki made everyone wear them

“Mommy, can we bring Leif?” Frodi asked with a large grin while pointing at the smiling tree-being.

“Can you put a cloaking spell on him...?” Grace asked Loki under her breath.

“The last time it didn’t last long enough...” Leif ran up to Grace and tugged on her pants.

“No, sorry...” she gently stroked the treelings head. Loki had no idea why he chose to stay as small as he did... He was completely capable of transforming into any size, and yet he chose to stay the size of a child.

“Aaaaaaaaaw...” Frodi whined. “But daddy...” he turned to Loki, hoping he would sway Grace.

“I’m not the one who deals with it-,” Grace and Leif shot Loki a deathly glare. “I mean Leif.” He said with a hefty sigh.

“Mommy....” Frodi said while gently pulling on her fingers. The young mother rolled her eyes,

“Fine...” Grace handed Astrid to Loki before bending down in front of Leif. “Ready?” she asked. The treeling nodded quickly before his entire body was engulfed by Grace’s blue-green magic.

Astrid and Frodi watched on with awe as Leif began shrinking to an impossible size. He was quite capable of becoming smaller than the child-size he usually chose, but it was hard to maintain it - - so Grace and Loki formulated a spell to make him small enough to go undetected by most people, without straining his own powers. As the glittering cloud of magic began to dissipate, Grace pulled her hands away, with a tiny Leif sitting in the palm of her hand. Grace carefully handed the small tree to Frodi.

“Do not lose him, or get him too worked up; otherwise the spell will wear off.” Frodi nodded and gently took Leif into his hands. Grace stood straight and moved to kiss Loki’s cheek, but at the last moment he turned and their lips locked. His arm snaked around her thin waist and stopped any attempt Grace could make to escape. The young woman giggled in the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. Astrid began pushing her small, pudgy hand into Loki’s cheek.

“Noooo!” the little girl whined. “Icky!!” Grace kissed Astrid’s cheek and pulled the small girl into her arms before starting down the path towards the town. Loki just managed to catch his daughter, his own daughter, sticking out her tongue at him with deeply furrowed brows.

“She doesn’t like it when you kiss Mommy...” Frodi said while smiling at the small Leif in his hands. Loki’s mouth fell open slightly. For the last few months Astrid had been sleeping with them because she had bad dreams - - or did she? Loki shook his head. Whatever the reason, Astrid started clinging to Grace, and while it meant less sex and alone time, he was fine with it; until now of course... Loki sighed before following behind the rest of his family.

They walked through the gardens Grace maintained over the years. She would spend hours playing in the garden with Leif and Astrid - - Frodi had long since lost interest in the garden - - and spend even more time taking care of it all. She would even keep it going during winter thanks to her ability to make things grow. Loki blamed her libido on her powers... or was it her powers on her libido...? Either way the two seemed connected. She was capable of bringing plants, animals and whatever else she could touch back to life, within reason of course - - which is also how she made Leif all those years ago. She classed him as their first child, every time she said that, he would roll his eyes and shake his head.

“Loki!” Grace called, dragging Loki out of his daze. “You’re the one that promised them a day in town, I’m not taking both of them on my own, c’mon!” Loki chuckled softly and started walking again.

***

“No magic, no mischief, no pranks; do you both understand?” Grace said.

“Yes Mommy...” Astrid said happily.

“Yes...” Frodi grumbled.

“Frodi,” Loki warned.

“No magic, no mischief, no pranks...” the small boy said.

“Save them for home.” Loki whispered while Grace wasn’t paying attention. Frodi smiled wide and nodded. Both Frodi and Astrid took after their parents, in looks and sneakiness. Frodi looked more like Grace; he had her hair and inherited her Asgardian blood, meaning he was also a little more muscular – even at his young age – though every time Loki looked into Frodi’s deep green eyes, he saw himself. Astrid on the other hand had long raven hair and was thin, but tall, and pale. One of her eyes was green, and the other bright blue. There were some issues in the beginning, trying to convince her that it was normal and nothing to be ashamed of – Frodi’s constant taunting didn’t help at all – but she seemed to move past it quickly.

“We’ll just be around the playground, don’t leave the playground, and don’t get stolen.” Grace said while gently prodding Frodi’s sides. The little boy giggled and nodded.

“Okay!” he said before taking Astrid’s hand and heading for the plastic playground.

“And don’t lose your sister!” Grace called.

Loki turned Grace around to face him.

“Calm down... They know what to do and what not to do...” Grace hummed and tried to turn back to face her babies, but Loki caught her chin and forced her eyes to meet his. “You need to de-stress...”

“I know what you mean by ‘de-stress’, and no...”

“C’mon, lets fuck like we did before they were born...” even the pressure of his hips on hers felt wonderful.

“And if they walk in on us?”

“You’ve never worried about being caught before.”

“Shocking a stranger is different to emotionally scarring your children for life.” Loki groaned softly and allowed his body to meld tighter to hers.

“We’re not going to have sex until Astrid is grown, are we...?” Grace kissed his cheek and jawbone.

“I’ve convinced Astrid to start sleeping in her own bed.”

“Don’t tease me woman.” Grace pulled back, a wide smile pulling at her lips.

“I’m not... and how about I blow you...? Would that make you feel better?” Grace wriggled her hips tightly against Loki’s crotch. A low, needy growl built in his chest.

“Yes... Oh Gods yes...” he quickly captured his lips as his hands began to roam her body. His lips moved to her neck and he began leading her towards a deserted little area just off of the pathway. “Are you sure you can handle not having sex?” Grace giggled softly.

“Oh Darling, there’s a reason I’ve been having long showers...”

“You’ve been masturbating, and not allowed me the pleasure of watching?” Loki asked, outrage colouring his tone.

“Sweetie, I’ve been having sex without you...” Loki’s brows furrowed.

“What?” he asked seriously. She kissed his cheek,

“Don’t worry. I made myself a Loki doll... I’ve been using him in the shower, and ooh-,” he closed her eyes and took a deep breath, “he is good.” She all but moaned.

“I hope you know that for the next two days, Leif will be taking care of Frodi and Astrid.”

“When and why did we decide this?”

“I did, just now, because I will spend that time ravaging you. By the end of it you won’t be able to walk straight.”

“I’m not going to blow you today, am I?”

“You will receive it all tomorrow.” Loki said while pulling back and starting to walk. Grace sighed happily. As much as he wanted to seem scary, it only managed to turn Grace on. Two straight days of sex with Loki? Yes please. As worried as she would be about Frodi and Astrid, she couldn’t supress the wanton need her body felt.

Grace followed Loki to a small bench seat and laid her head on Loki’s shoulder. A couple pushing a twin pram walked passed the two Asgardian Royals; Loki paid them no real mind, but Grace did notice the golden rings on their fingers...

“What do you think about getting married?”

“What?”

“Oh come on! We have two kids! You don’t want to get married?” Loki kissed the top of her head,

“I’ve just never thought of it...”

“Would you want to get married?”

“I’m not sure... What about you?”

“Well, being the respectable Asgardian Lady that I am, of course I have!”

“Was that before or after you had two children with your Uncle?”

“Does it matter?”

“No...” he kissed Grace quickly, “not at all...” he kissed her again and pulled her tighter to his body. Neither of them cared that people were stopping to stare at them. However, their moments of peace were soon disrupted...

Grace heard the commotion long before she saw it; people screaming, their feet stamping on the concrete as they ran from - - Oh by the Gods!

“Fuck!” Grace and Loki growled as Leif ran around the corner, laughing and holding Frodi’s talisman. Their son wasn’t far behind, and Astrid on her little legs behind that.

“Frodi! Mommy said Leif couldn’t walk around! We’re gonna get in trouble!” the little girl called between breaths. People gasped and screamed, and shielded each other from the unknown creature as he ran up to Grace and hid behind her.

“We have to get out of here, now.” Loki said while glaring at his son and what he considered to be a walking, gurgling pile of twigs.

***

No one in the tower could believe what they were seeing. Loki, Grace, two children and a tree-thing in the streets of a small town barely two hours away from New York.

“We have to go get them.” Steve stated.

“You seem to be forgetting your promise to Thor.” Tony said,

“What does that matter? Loki’s here and he’s a danger to everyone.”

“Is that why we haven’t seen his face for several years?” everyone turned to Natasha.

“What?” Tony asked, trying to confirm her stance on the matter.

“Look. He’s been here for years obviously. I’m not saying he’s a good guy, but do you really think he would try anything with his kids there?” Everyone in the conference room fell silent, Tony the only one unchanged with what Nat had said.

“Cap, you me and Legolas will go check it out. Bruce, open a line with Asgard and tell them we’ve found them...” Bruce nodded and began walking away. “But-,” Tony added, making the scientist stop walking. “For the love of God, don’t tell him she has kids with Loki...”

“Why?” Steve asked.

“How do you think he would react if he found out Loki is the father of his grandchildren?” The silence in the room made it clear everyone understood.

***

It had been nearly seven years since Grace broke Loki out of prison and threw everyone into a rage. Odin ordered Heimdall to search for them, but he couldn’t see them - - Frigga informed everyone there was a spell Loki had toyed and tinkered with since he was a child to hide his presence from everyone, even Heimdall, that involved a talisman. No exertion of magic, no continuous need to strengthen the spell, just put it on a house, around someone’s neck, and they could disappear. Before even hearing about the spell, Thor travelled to Midgard in search of her... but returned months later exhausted and in the depths of despair. They tried sending troops to Earth, but their presence wasn’t exactly welcomed by SHIELD, so they had to pull back...

In the course of a few hours Grace and Loki managed to ruin Asgard; not through destroying people’s homes and livelihoods, but by breaking the spirit of the king and crowned prince. It was only after the birth of Thor and Jane’s second child that they were able to even start to move on - - metaphorically speaking of course. Thor refused to give up on Grace, and would visit Heimdall every morning and night in search of any news; of a whisper; of anything... But every time he would hear the same thing: nothing. No word, not even a whisper of a whisper... She just seemed to disappear completely... And this morning was no different...

Thor woke before dawn, ensuring he could slip away before Jane tried to talk him out of going. She was worried about Grace, but didn’t let it consume her like Thor allowed it to; and every time he would leave her, or their son’s side to go to Heimdall, it would tear both of their hearts. He spent the first hour before breakfast wallowing in his own pain and heartache, but as soon as Magni woke, he put his grief aside; never wanting to show his son that side of him, or worry over a sister he may never know.

“Father.” The small boy called as he ran into the room and wrapped his arms around his father.

“Good morning my son.” Thor said with a chuckle.

“Mother said we were going out to the field to train! Is that true?!” he asked with a wide grin.

“Well, that will depend if you have finished your studies for the week.” Immediately Magni’s gaze fell.

“I... Um... No...” he said with sad eyes.

“Then finish your studies today, and we will go camping, hunting and training for the whole weeks end.” Magni gasped and tried to hide the smile on his face.

“Really?”

“Of course,” Magni jumped up and down happily before sprinting from the room. The truth was Magni hadn’t done any of his studying from the last two weeks, but now he was going to definitely do it. Maybe after a quick visit to the Warriors Three, but then he would definitely study! Jane walked around the table and kissed Thor on the cheek.

“You know he won’t get it done, don’t you?” Thor smiled.

“Aye.”

“You’ll still take him out, won’t you?”

“Aye.”

As the afternoon passed, the young prince became continually distracted and barely did an hours’ worth of his study. He was just readying to face his father when he saw Heimdall running towards the throne room. Never had he seen the great Gatekeeper in such a rush... Magni followed behind the large man, and quickly ran to his mother’s side once they entered the grand hall.

“My King, a message has come from Bruce Banner of Midgard.” He stated while kneeling. Tony, in his infinite genius, managed to find a way to connect the two worlds with technology. It took a while to assemble everything needed in Asgard, but once they did, it was a quicker means for communicating - - though Thor still preferred consulting Heimdall on a daily basis instead of the phone call once a month from The Avengers. Odin stood,

“What did it say?” the King asked.

“The Avengers have located Loki and Grace, and are en-route to their location now - - they will try to keep them in one place as long as they can.” Everyone’s mouths fell open and they stared blankly at the Gatekeeper.

“Mother, who is Grace?” Magni asked while pulling on Jane’s dress.

“Thank you... Return to the gate and prepare to transport a small group.” Odin gestured for Heimdall to leave.

“Father I will go and retrieve the two of them.” Thor said while stepping forward. Odin thought over the offer for a moment, but it was a moment too long for Thor. “We must act quickly! They could disappear once more if we stand by and do nothing!”

“Watch your tongue.” Odin snapped. Thor took a deep breath to try to calm his temper, but he was too far gone to truly calm. “Thor, go with the Warriors Three.” Odin said while calling the surprised warriors forwards.

“Mother, who is Grace?” Magni asked again, but still received no answer from his mother. Thor bowed his head and led The Warriors Three out of the throne room.

“Mother-,”

“She is your sister, Magni.” Frigga finally answered his question; Jane too shocked to say anything.

In less than a minute the four warriors had made it to the long rainbow bridge and proceeded to run across it - - though that was mainly because of Thor refused to walk.

“I’m sorry you were pulled into this... I would have preferred-,” The golden haired prince started,

“Yes we know you would prefer to go on your own, but too bad we’re here,” Fandral said while placing a heavy hand on Thor’s shoulder to slow him as they entered Heimdall’s building. “And we all know it’s your temper that has dragged us into this.” he finished with a smirk.

“If Grace returns home unharmed, I will owe you more than I could ever hope to repay.”

“We know that too, and expect a tab be opened in your name for us at the tavern.” Hogun piped up. Thor chuckled.

“Consider it done ten times over.” Thor said as they stepped through the portal.

***

“Damn it!” Grace growled as she pressed her back tightly against an alleyway wall. She hugged Astrid close and tried to hold Frodi back. SHIELD turned up just as they were about to leave, and now there was no escape at all.

“Mommy let me go! I can help daddy!” He said while throwing his little weight against Grace’s hold.

“No you can’t Frodi, now stop.” She yanked him back sharply just as another blast from Tony hit the ground, sending dirt flying into the air. “Leif!” Grace called, and the small treeling ran out from behind a dumpster. He was just as scared as Astrid was - - over the years he had become accustomed to a peaceful life, planting vegetables and tending to the garden with Grace. No one thought to truly teach him to fight, and the only experience he had was with Grace all those years ago... “Don’t let them go. Keep them out of sight; protect them, okay?” Grace pulled Frodi over to Leif, who coiled a long branch around his middle, before handing him Astrid.

“Mommy, please, no. No!”

“Shhh,” she brushed back Astrid’s raven hair from her red, watery eyes and kissed the top of her head. “It’s okay. I’m going to be fine, Daddy will be fine too. I just have to go help him... I’ll be back soon.” she kissed Astrid’s head once more and tried to do the same with Frodi, but he continued to fight against everything.

Forcing back her own tears and fears Grace stood and left the alleyway. It almost seemed like SHIELD brought every field agent they had, plus Steve, Tony and Clint... Why were there so many people here?! Why couldn’t they just leave her family alone?! With one, large magical blast, Grace managed to knock out a large portion of SHIELD agents who had their guns trained on Loki. The young mother ran forward, and used the same blast to knock out the rest. When she turned back around, trying to find Loki, she was met with Clint and an arrow pointing an right at her.

“Don’t make me do this sweetie.” He said as his expression saddened.

“Then let us go... Until now no one’s been hurt, we’ve not done anything wrong!”

“You haven’t. He has.” Grace shook her head,

“He’s different now.” Clint lowered his bow slightly,

“Grace,” he took a breath. “I’m just doing what I’m told... He can’t be allowed to walk freely around Earth after everything he’s done.” Grace stepped forward, but before she could make another attempt at pleading with Clint, and all too familiar beam of cylindrical light hit the Earth.

Everyone, literally everyone, stopped moving and stared at the four muscular figures that slowly became visible. Grace did notice The Warriors Three, but her gaze was too focused on Thor to pay the them any real attention.

“D-Dad...” she breathed softly. Without a moment’s hesitation, Thor strode forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Grace.

“I am sorry...” Thor choked out before tightening his hold on his daughter. “I am sorry for how everything happened... I did not intend anything to happen in the way it has... Please... Come home.” Grace glanced over to Loki, who looked almost as shocked as she was. Then she realised something. Even though she loved Thor, and wanted to go back, she couldn’t... She couldn’t go back because Loki couldn’t. She couldn’t go back because Frodi and Astrid couldn’t grow up without their father...

“I can’t... I’m sorry...” Thor pulled away, his brows furrowed.

“Why not?” Once more Grace looked towards Loki, only this time Thor followed her gaze, “Because of him?” the Asgardian growled.

“Dad - - Dad!” Grace tried to pry his attention from Loki, but nothing she could do worked. Volstagg placed his large arm around the young mother, “Volstagg! Put me down!”

“I cannot.”

“Put me down!” Grace could see that Loki knew what was coming, but he didn’t move an inch.

“Brother-,” Loki started, but was cut off when Thor threw his hammer into Loki’s chest.

“No! Stop it!” Grace fought against Volstagg’s hold, but the larger man was too strong.

Having heard Grace’s screams Leif appeared from the alleyway in his larger, more menacing form and quickly flung The Warriors Three, Tony, Clint and Steve down the street.

“Leif!” Grace gasped. She could see in Leif’s eyes how scared he was, but determination burned as well... Reluctantly she nodded, “Thank you...” she said before the large tree stormed off towards the approaching ‘heroes’. Grace ran over to Thor and Loki, but with the severity and speed of the blows they were taking, there was no opportunity to step in.

“Daddy...?” Frodi asked, Astrid following behind. Grace quickly stepped between them.

“Dad! Dad stop!” The young woman called. Thor slowed for a moment, but he quickly pinned Loki’s neck beneath his foot and lifted his hammer high in the air. “Please...” Grace pleaded, still trying to shield Frodi and Astrid from seeing anything, and out of Thor’s view. “Dad, please!” Finally Thor’s eyes turned to his daughter, and he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Two small children were poking their heads out from Grace’s side. As hard as she was trying, she just couldn’t shield both of them at the same time. Thor released Loki’s neck, causing Frodi to sneak out of sprint forward and throw himself atop his father; Astrid tried to follow her brother, but Grace just managed to snag her arm and pull her back before she could run too far.

“Why did you hurt daddy?” Astrid asked with tears in her eyes while trying to escape Grace’s hold.

“Grace... you...” Thor dropped his hammer and stumbled back, his eyes never leaving Frodi.

“Stop this... please... Call Tony, Steve - - all of them off! We don’t want to fight...”

***

After Thor called off The Warriors Three and SHIELD, and Grace managed to regain control of Leif, everyone travelled back to Stark Tower - - save for Astrid and Frodi, no one dared to speak a word to anyone. When the tense group finally arrived, Tony, Fandral and Steve moved into the medical bay to heal what injuries that had received; leaving Hogun, Volstagg and Thor to deal with Loki and Grace in one of the higher levels. Thor was the first one to break the uneasy silence that had fallen on their group.

“Loki is to return to Asgard to serve out the rest of his sentence, I would ask you to return as well...”

“You’re kidding, right?” Grace snapped before Loki had a chance to.

“Grace-,” Thor started.

“No. Don’t ‘Grace’ me.” She nearly growled. “We’ve been living here in peace for years; and if need be, we will do it again.”

“What’s happening...?” Astrid asked her brother.

“I don’t know...” he whispered back.

“Grace, your place is on Asgard.”

“Why? So I can watch everyone dote on a child who took everything from me.”

“You never cared about the throne before, so why now?!” Thor’s eyes moved to Loki, “was this your doing, brother?” he snarled. “Have you warped her mind just as you do to everyone?” Loki held his hands up defensively,

“Don’t blame me for something that is completely your doing. Honestly. I’ve lost count of all the times I’ve been forced to fix something that wasn’t my fault.” He added bitterly.

“I’m not inclined to believe him...” Volstagg spoke up, making Loki roll his eyes.

“Grace...” Thor stepped forward and placed a hand on her slender shoulder. The young woman looked down, not wanting to meet anyone’s – especially her fathers – gaze. Loki could sense Grace’s unease and tried to step between the two, but a tight hold on his shirt stopped him from moving - - not Hogun or Volstagg, but Frodi. He was scared, and Astrid was too. A large, new, scary place filled with people that tried to hurt their parents? Of course they were scared. “Come with me...” Thor said while gesturing towards a slightly more secluded area.

“No, mommy!” Frodi tried to rush forward, but Loki caught him and tightly pulled him back.

“He will not harm her.”

“How do you know that?” he asked with puffy cheeks.

“Because...” he sighed. “Because he’s your Grandfather, and he wouldn’t harm his daughter...” Frodi and Astrid glanced towards Thor. They had heard their mother call him ‘dad’, but neither had connected the dots - - and to be honest, no one expected them to really...

Thor and Grace moved away from the group, and once everyone was out of earshot, Thor started.

“Grace, I’m happy to see you so well... You have no idea how worried everyone has been...”

“I’m sure...” Grace said sarcastically.

“Do you think we did not worry? That we did not care?” Thor noted that his voice was slowly rising, so he tried to calm down.

“I thought you would be too preoccupied with your precious son...” she said while leaning on the wall.

“That’s what this is about? Petty sibling rivalry?” Grace scoffed and shook her head,

“No.” she snapped. “This is about your sudden decision to have another child when the first one wasn’t working out the way you wanted.” Thor was lost for words. She thought he and Jane planned to have another child? She thought they planned to have another child to replace her... She wasn’t jealous of her brother, she was saddened with the thought she had been brushed aside because of her relationship with Loki...

“Would you replace either of your children, if one ‘wasn’t working out’?”

“I wouldn’t, but she would.” Grace spat, referencing her mother.

“Grace, your mother and I love you.” Grace shook her head.

“Just let us go... Please...”

“You know I cannot.”

“Why not? Do my children not deserve to grow up with their father? Can I not raise them with the man I love?” Thor sighed.

“It isn’t that simple...”

“Why not?”

“Because Loki has done things... Things that he must answer for...”

“He isn’t the same...” Grace stated, but the look on Thor’s face told her he didn’t believe a word. “Would the Loki who did all those awful things stay on Earth in a ‘commoners’ house? Would he stay around to raise children he didn’t plan for? Would he stay with me if he knew I would never get the throne...?” Thor could answer ‘no’ to all of those questions... and yet Loki had done all those things... He had stayed on Earth, he had stayed to raise not one, but two children... and he had stayed with Grace... “You cannot possibly think he is the same man...”

“That is not for me to decide...”

“Who’s decision is it then?”

“The All-Father’s...” Grace had to supress her groan as she glanced back towards Loki. If it was up to Odin to decide the fate of their family, it wouldn’t possibly end well...

***

Grace despised the idea of returning to Asgard, Loki absolutely loathed it, Astrid, Frodi and Leif on the other hand were excited; and when they arrived in Heimdall’s golden hall, the three only became more hyperactive.

“The All-Father is waiting for you...” Heimdall’s deep voice echoed in the large room. Grace took a deep breath and clung tighter to Loki. The idea of facing all of Asgard - - the idea of facing her family - - it was too much...

“You’ll be fine.” Loki whispered as they started walking. “He’ll yell at me, not you...” Grace placed her hand on Astrid’s head; Frodi and Leif having run ahead of the group.

“It’s not the yelling I’m afraid of...”she said while glancing around at the faces of disgusted villagers all waiting to see their ‘princess’. “It’s everything else...” Grace would have stopped walking when she saw her mother and grandmother emerge from the top of the stairs, had it not been for Loki’s strong arm around her.

“Mommy, who are all these people?” Astrid asked; but Grace couldn’t find her words...

“Some are your family... others are under the rule of your great grandfather...” Loki explained, though he knew Astrid wouldn’t understand most of it - - except for the family part of course.

Slowly the group began climbing the stairs, Grace’s stomach beginning to churn...

“Mother, what is that creature?” Magni asked as Leif crawled up the stairs. Leif saw this as an invitation to quickly step closer and play with the young boy, but that is certainly not what the little prince had in mind. “Get it away!”

“He’s just playing.” Frodi said while pulling the treeling away from the boy.

“It’s like the beasts in the dark forests! My father has slain many of them!” Immediately Leif froze, turned and ran behind Grace.

“That’s mean! Why would he hurt them?!” Astrid spoke up.

“Because they are evil.”

“Leif isn’t evil!” Astrid and Frodi said in unison.

“Who are you anyway?” Magni asked, people never usually had a reason to disagree with him, and he found it rather irritating. He glanced over Frodi for a moment before focusing on Astrid. “Your eyes are weird...” Oh great...

“No they’re not.” Astrid said while shrinking back slightly.

“Yes they are.” Magni said while crossing his arms, causing Astrid to shrink back even further.

“Don’t pick on my sister!”

“Why? She’s just a cry baby.”

“And you’re a fuck face!” Every single jaw dropped when Frodi came back with that.

“He learned that from you, you know.” Loki whispered quickly before stepping forward to pull his children away.

“He did not.” Grace said when she finally regained her senses, though she knew it was completely true. Some partners used ‘honey’ others ‘baby’, when Grace was in a particularly foul mood, ‘fuck-face’ was her preferred nickname. Thor cleared his throat,

“While this has all been so... interesting... I think making The All-Father wait any longer would be a bad idea...” the blond haired man said while guiding everyone through the hall.

“Mother, what is a fuck face?” Magni asked as they entered the throne room.

***

The talk with The All-Father started off as nothing less than Grace had expected. Odin yelled, Loki yelled, Frigga calmed them down, Jane yelled, Thor shut her up - - though what really worried Grace was that Frodi and Astrid were so obviously frightened...

“This was her choice as well!” Loki growled.

“You made that choice for her when you fucked her as a child!” Jane snapped. Grace sighed irritably and opened her mouth, ready to throw everything she had at Jane, but Frigga silenced everyone by stepping forward.

“I don’t think the children need to see any more of this...” she said while quickly moving to usher the children out of the room. Grace desperately didn’t want her to leave... Frigga was probably the only reason Odin even agreed to see them before he threw Loki in jail; and with her gone, it was more likely that Odin would just put Loki in jail and throw away the key.

Odin cleared his throat. Shit...

“Your reasons for it mean nothing. You broke the laws, and you must be punished.” He said to Loki.

“Then I must be too, right?” Grace said. “I released him from his cell, I ran away with him, and I harboured him for all these years... I have to be punished as well...” Everyone in the room - - even Loki - - was shocked into silence. “Or is it different for me? Is different because I’m a mother, or because I’m Thor’s daughter? Either way it shouldn’t matter... if you’re going to punish him, then you must give me the same...”

“Grace...” Loki said, his eyes wide and mouth agape slightly.

“Why are you protecting him?” Jane asked almost desperately. “He’s a monster!”

“I love him...”

“He tried to kidnap you as a child!” Jane growled. Wait... what? “He did it to spite your father, and now you offer your freedom for him?!”

“Is that true?” Grace asked as she turned to Loki. The raven haired prince gnawed on his lower lip.

“I wasn’t fond of you as an infant, no; and to spite my brother, I did try to steal you away.” Over the years, Grace had attempted to get the reason for his twenty year imprisonment, but every time he would dodge the question... Now she understood why... and though she understood why, she wasn’t sure how she felt about it... She loved him before she knew what he had attempted; she should love him after, right? “Grace it doesn’t change anything.”

“Grace don’t be a fool, he doesn’t love you.” Jane snapped. Loki shot her a deathly glare and stepped forward to place his hand on her arm.

“Grace-,” he started, but before he could finish, the young mother closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him.

“I love him...”

“You would give your freedom for him?” Odin asked.

“Yes.”

“You would deprive your children of both parents?”

“They are too young to understand... and though I don’t want to leave them... I know they would one day understand why this happened...” The All-Father let out a hefty sigh,

“No, you cannot be seriously considering this...” Thor said, turning to his father. “You cannot put her in prison.”

“If that is what she wants...” Odin started.

“Dear...” Frigga started as she re-entered the throne room.

“Do not ‘dear’ me,” Odin warned, making everyone smirk. So that was where Grace learned it...

“Think about this before you commit to anything...” The All-Father sighed heavily; clearly Frigga’s words had reached him.

“I will not stay here if he is allowed to roam free...” Jane said through gritted teeth. “I will not watch that man use my daughter!” she yelled while lunging forward, dagger in hand.

Loki tried to put up his hands to defend himself, but the heavy chains stopped him. Quickly Grace stepped between the two, she tried to block Jane’s swing, but the strength of the older woman was too much and the dagger sliced through Grace’s torso. Hot, searing pain flooded the young mothers body, and she fell to the ground; blood seeping through her clothes and leaving her completely weak...

***

Grace wasn’t sure how long she was unconscious, but when she finally awoke, she noticed the pain was almost gone - - though it still stung every time she breathed in - - and the soft, warmth of a bed surrounding her. She was in the healing bay... she recognised the soft humming of the machines and sterile scent of the rooms. Loki’s hands skimmed over Grace’s tender stomach as he leaned over her slightly.

“Hmm...” she hummed softly, shifting under his touch. “Loki...” she mumbled as his hand travelled south towards her nether regions. “No...”

“This may very well be the last time we’re together like this.” Grace glanced around the room, they were indeed alone, but that didn’t mean she would accept that as a premise for sex.

“Don’t say that.” Grace snapped, however the sudden movement in her chest caused pain to burn in her body. Loki smoothed down her hair softly and slipped onto the bed next to her.

“Grace... you have to be reasonable...”

“When have I ever been reasonable?” He kissed her forehead.

“One last time... before they lock me away again....” He said.

“Loki-,”

“I will be gentle. You do remember what I was like when you were pregnant, right?”

“I was horny all the time back then...”

“You’re always horny.” He corrected, causing Grace to sigh softly.

“Fine, but-,” she said, stopping Loki just before he pounced on her. “I want it to be... memorable...” she finished with a cheeky smile. Loki smiled wide.

“I agree completely...” he said while stepping off of the bed. He used a spell to make a clone of himself, which turned into a female almost instantly.

“Softer skin will stop soreness.” The female Loki said with a smirk.

“Nya...” Grace whined. “But I want-,” her sentence was cut off when the female Loki lifted her skirt up, revealing a very familiar site.

“You want this?” she asked, gesturing to her swollen member.

“Yes... Oh Gods yes...” Grace nearly moaned.

The female Loki disrobed before climbing atop Grace, her large member visibly throbbing already. She kissed all over Grace’s body while also making quick work of her thin gown. Loki stood over the two, rubbing his own manhood to attention through his pants. Initially he thought he would be happy standing back and watching Grace, but the call of her needy moans was too alluring for him to ignore, so he pulled himself from his pants and pressed his hot manhood into her mouth. Immediately Grace went to work, sucking and licking along his hard member. The female Loki slipped passed Grace’s lower lips and began thrusting gently into her, fully aware of the stitches in her stomach. The male Loki gripped her head, and forced himself deeper into her throat. Grace moaned heavily when female Loki pressed her large chest to her own and began thrusting harder and deeper. The young mother’s thin arms wrapped around the feminine body above her and she trailed her tongue around Loki’s member, urging him deeper into her throat. Loki gladly obliged her request and pressed himself deep into her mouth, nearly causing her to nearly gag in the process, but Grace pushed through it, wanting to feel him, to feel them both, shoot their seeds deep inside of her body. No... she wanted to go a step further than that. She wanted them to release before she did, and Loki could sense it, but he wouldn’t allow that. With a snap of his fingers, another two male Loki’s appeared; one slipped underneath the two women, and entered Grace’s womanhood without hesitation, as the other moved one of her hands to his hard member and began greedily kissing and sucking on her flesh. The sudden addition of all the new sensations threw Grace over the edge, her inner walls constricting tightly around the two members within her inner walls. The original Loki released his seed deep into her throat, and another onto her face; the other two shot their essence deep into her womanhood, coating her inner walls and filling her so much that it began to spill out of her lower lips.

As soon as Loki removed himself from her mouth, the clones disappeared, and he collapsed onto the bed beside her, settling under the blankets comfortably.

“Someone will probably walk in on us... Dad might walk in on us...” Grace murmured, nuzzling into Loki’s chest as he pulled a blanket half over their naked forms.

“Do you really think I care at this stage?” he said, gently stroking her hair. “I’ve impregnated you twice, and fucked you many more times than that; if he doesn’t understand that I love you and intend to claim you whenever and where ever I want then he is thicker than I thought...” A soft knock at the door made Grace tense, Loki however was perfectly relaxed; even when Thor and Odin entered the room he didn’t even try to hide the fact they just had sex. Grace muttered something, before hiding her body behind Loki’s.

When Odin and Thor’s eyes settled on the two, they sighed. Thor tried to avert his eyes from the scene, but was forced into the room when his father continued forwards.

“Jane will not accept your offer.” Thor said. Offer...? What offer..? “But I will...”

“Even if that means she returns to Midgard?” Thor hesitated, but nodded. “She will see the light eventually. She just needs some time...” Grace’s brows furrowed.

“Wait... what? What is going on?” she asked as she sat up, wrapping a bedsheet around her naked body.

“Loki has pleaded his case on behalf of the both of you, and I have convinced The Allfather to accept it.” Grace turned back to Loki, her brows still furrowed.

“You knew that they would accept it?”

“I didn’t know one hundred percent...”

“Did. You. Know?” she asked again.

“I could guess.” Immediately Grace’s hand slapped Loki’s bare stomach, causing a bright red mark to rise on his skin.

“You son of a bitch.” She said with a small pout. “I wouldn’t have done this had I known.”

“Which is exactly why I didn’t tell you.” Grace opened her mouth to scold Loki, but Odin cut her off.

“Enough.” The Allfather growled. “Loki, you will be bound to the palace for the remainder of your sentence.”

“How long will that be exactly...?” The raven haired prince asked.

“One hundred and ninety six years...” Loki sighed,

“Great...” he said with a roll of his eyes.

“If you prove yourself, you will be put on a looser probation.” Thor said. Grace raised a brow. Oh, there was no way in hell Grace would let him get that probation; not without paying for tricking her anyway...

***

Just as Loki had predicted, Jane returned to Earth in need of a break from everything, but after only two years she returned - - that’s not to say she accepted Loki at all, but she put up with him for Grace, Thor and Magni. Magni continued to train to become King of Asgard, his presence didn’t go unnoticed by Grace, but they were far from close. Too great of an age gap stopped any real bond between the siblings, though that didn’t stop Frodi from becoming his best friend; once Magni stopped teasing Astrid that is... Not long after Odin’s decision, Grace and Loki married, and the gift of longevity was bestowed upon her. Grace had kept her word, and for the first ten years she would always manage to pull Loki into the worst kind of crap – thus losing his chance for looser restrictions – but eventually Grace stopped, and Loki’s tether to the palace was lengthened. There had been a few pregnancy scares over the years, but each time they turned out to be false alarms - - it wasn’t that they didn’t want more kids... but... as Frodi and Astrid started growing... well... let’s just say they very nearly rivalled their parents in their antics... Besides, Loki was extremely irritable when he had to share Grace’s affection for extended periods of time. He missed being able to rip her clothes off and take her when, and wherever he wanted; so they both agreed not to have another child until a few years passed after both Frodi and Astrid moved on. Well... that was what they planned...

*18 Years Later*

Grace and Loki went to Vanaheim for a month long holiday after Astrid married an Asgardian man. Needless to say Loki didn’t like him - - but then again he didn’t really like anyone who showed an interest in Astrid. Frodi had become a mighty warrior and taken a woman himself years ago - - and also took Leif off their hands, apparently unable to leave his childhood friend behind - - so with Astrid finally able to live her own life, Grace and Loki returned to their old ways - - under the strict rules of Odin of course... However now they were home, much to Thor’s delight. He had missed too many years with Grace and used every opportunity he could to make up for it; but that didn’t always mean it was easy to find the two of them...

“FUCK!” Loki cursed loudly while pacing their bedroom, “Tell me you’re joking...”

“Nope.”

“FUCK!” Grace sighed and fell back against the bed. A soft knock came from the door,

“Am I interrupting?” Thor asked while popping his head in the door,

“Yes.” Loki snapped.

“No.” Grace said while smiling.

“What’s all the commotion about? The whole of Asgard can hear you.” Grace glanced at Loki, a large smile on her face.

“Go on, tell him...” the raven haired man grumbled.

“I’m pregnant!” She said while hopping up. Thor smiled wide and quickly moved through the room and hugged his daughter.

“I am happy for the two of you!” Grace giggled.

“See? That’s how you’re supposed to react.”

“Loki, are you not excited?”

“Only if It turns out to be as stupid as you... By Gods let it be stupid like you...”

“Loki...” Grace warned while wrapping her arms around her husband. His hands found her hips and he gently pressed his lips to hers.

“You were supposed to be mine for a few years...”

“I know...” Loki’s hands slid upwards and he began pulling at her bra.

“Okay, I’m leaving.” Thor said before quickly slipping out of the room. Thor had walked in on them on more than one occasion, so he knew when it was time to leave. Grace giggled while turning back to Loki.

“You did that on purpose.”

“You did this on purpose!” He gestured to her stomach.

“I might be wrong...” she kissed his forehead. “But even if I’m not, Thor, Frigga, Odin, Frodi and Astrid will be more than willing to take care of the baby when we need it.”

“Every day at three o’clock.” Grace raised a brow.

“Every day?” she asked,

“Every day...”

END

Notes

I'm sorry if the wait wasn't worth the end product, but this is it people!!! It is like 18 pages long of tying up all the loose ends that I could remember ^^ Again, I'm sorry if this wasn't up to standard, or the expectation you may have had, but this is how I wanted to end it... :)
One of Loki's comments reference the 'logic' within Norse mythology HERE which is pretty much this:

Did the Giants do it? Yes? Loki made them do it. Make Loki fix it.

Did the Giants do it? No? Did Loki do it? No? Bullshit. Loki did it. Make Loki fix it.

Did the Giants do it? No? Did Loki do it? Yes? Loki did it. Make Loki fix it.
Congrats to Sweden for winning Eurovision~ and hopefully Australia will be back next year (well, according to Wikipedia it’s a possibility~) :D
Please let me know what you think about the end~!!!