Summary: You were born the first princess to the king of your homeland, but you quickly tire of the abuse you receive from your stepmother and run from the castle in the middle of the night. You come to Asgard and are taken in by the All Mother. At her request you find yourself betrothed to the God of Mischief.
Warning: Def gunna be some smut, sexual situations (duh!), fighting/violence and arranged marriage
You and Loki lay on top of the bedding staring at the ceiling of your chambers. You ran your fingernails gently up and down his forearm.
He let out a pleased sigh.
“Where did you learn magic?” He asks, turning his head to meet your eyes
“I was born with it.” You explain, “My mother had magic, but she has passed.”
“And then my father wed my stepmother and she thought me a witch. She banished me from my bed chambers and forced me to sleep in the cellar.”
“That’s awful.” Loki brought his hand to your face
You shrug dismissively, “I got quite accustomed to it… after a time.”
“You shall never have fear of that while you are under my protection.” He vowed, “Your father never stopped her mistreatment?”
“He was too busy, I do not believe he has even taken notice of my absence.” You let out a bittier laugh
The God of Mischief brought your hand to his lips and kisses each of your fingers.
“No one should think to harm you while you are here.”
You roll to your side and face him, he copies the movement. Placing his hand on your waist and yours on his ribs.
“We are to be wed tomorrow.” Loki whispers
“I know.” You whisper back, “You should not be in my chambers tonight.”
“Oh well, I should take my leave then.” He sits up and goes to leave, you grab him by the arm and pull him back onto the bed and into your embrace.
Loki chuckles and places his head on your chest, his arms snake around your middle.
“As you wish, my heart, I shall stay as long as you wish me to.”
“I wish you never to leave.” You say nuzzling into him
He runs his hand through your hair, “Very well.”
He gets up and goes to the head of your bed, pulling back the covers.
“What do you suppose you are doing?” You ask
“I shall sleep with you tonight.” He says as if it’s the most obvious thing in all the realms, “Since you are so eager for my company.”
“What if someone finds us?”
“Let them! Let them try to punish the prince for spending time with the one who is to be his wife.” He proclaims
You smile and slip under the covers joining him. He pulls you to his chest and you rest in his arms. You trace small circles into the exposed skin of his chest.
Soon the pull of sleep draws you under and you pass into slumber.
In the morning you find your bed uncomfortably empty. Your eyes shoot open and you look around the room for your soon-to-be husband. He is nowhere to be found.
You assume he took his leave early to get ready for the ceremony.
You rise from the bed after hearing a knock at the door. Opening it you find your handmaids and the All Mother standing before you, they were holding the most regal looking dress between them.
“Good morrow.” You bid them to enter
“Look at you.” Frigga takes your hands, “Are you quite nervous?”
“Quite the opposite, actually.” You say, “I am… excited.”
“Good, today we should have the best and biggest wedding celebration in all the realms.” She pats your cheeks gently
You feel the onset of butterflies in your belly.
“What’s this?” You motion to the gown
“This is your wedding dress,” Frigga explains, “My son’s favorite colors will suite you well.”
You run your hands over the fine silk, the dress was green with gold accents.
The nimble hands of your handmaids make quick work of taking off your night dress and you step carefully into the exquisite wedding gown.
You stand admiring yourself in the mirror, twisting to see yourself from every angle.
“You look absolutely regal, my dear.” Frigga puts her hands on your shoulders
“Just mother now, in a few hours you will be the daughter I have always prayed for.” She insists
“Mother, I must confess I have fallen for your son, in the short time that I have been in the palace he has shown me nothing but kindness and I am forever grateful to be his.”
“I am certain that my son has the same feelings for you.” She smiles at you thankful for your words, “Come, we must take our leave now or we will be late.”
Everyone was gathered in the hall waiting for the ceremony to begin. You pace in the room set aside for you to stay in until the wedding was to take place. You overhear some of the servants talking from behind the door.
“They can’t find the prince.” One whispers
You hear another voice giggle, “Left at the alter, what an indignity.”
“Is it true, mother? No one can locate Loki?” You feel panic rise in your chest
“He hides at times, he does not enjoy crowds.” She says calmly, “Take no heed, he will be found and you will be wed.”
“If I know my second born he has simply lost track of time. He will be here.” She sits back in the chair and crosses her legs
A handmaid approaches you with a goblet of wine, you take it from her and drink it down in two gulps. She refills your cup.
“Do not become intoxicated before the celebrations begin.” A voice announces from the doorway, “It would be inconvenient to drag you down the aisle.”
Loki leans casually against the doorframe, a sly smirk grazing his lips.
“Loki!” You run to him and wrap your arms around his neck
He chuckles running his hand through your hair.
“I thought you to have abandoned me.” You admit
“You would think so little of me?” He feigns sadness
“Do not jest, son, I believe this one is your true soulmate.” Frigga asserts
“Yes, my sweet boy.” She stands, “I should find my seat. The ceremony starts in five minutes.”
She takes her leave, you stand alone in the room with Loki.
“You truly thought I would leave you on our wedding day?” He asks
“I thought I may have scared you away.” You blush, looking anywhere but at him
He takes your face in his hand and forces your eyes to look upon him.
“I have vowed to be yours and to protect you from any who would harm you. I would sooner lose my arm than leave your side.” He places a kiss on your lips
You step back and take in his form. He is dressed to fit the position of royal prince. His shirt is a deep green as his pants were black leather and his robes were green with gold accents matching your dress. In his lapel was a golden rose.
“You look stunning, my heart.” He whispers against your forehead
“And you look quite handsome, my soul.”
He offers you his arm, “Shall we?”
You take his arm and together you walk to the grand hall.
Together you stand hand in hand with Loki before the high priest, exchanging vows. Soon you and he are announced as husband and wife, you share the most passionate kiss since your first meting.
When you are free of Loki’s embrace you find Thor staring at you with a hurt expression on his face.
The guests made their way to the gardens for the reception ceremony.
Loki kissed your hand and apologizes as he walks away to the bathroom. You stand and make your way from the crowd. You walk back into the grand hall, not feeling Thor following close behind.
He soon corners you, pushing you against the wall and running his hands over your body.
“Thor, what is the meaning of this? Have you gone mad?” You demand
“Y/N…” He groans, “I want you. I’ve wanted you since that first day in the dining hall.”
“It should have been me. I should be the one you lay with at night. I should be your husband.” He grabs you face and forces a kiss to your lips
You react without thinking, slapping him across his face. He pulls away from you holding his jaw.
“Do not presume you have the right to ever touch me again!”
“I am Loki’s wife and you will keep your distance!” You use your magic to pin him against the wall as he had done to you moments before, “Do not seek out my company. Do not come near me again, Thor, I promise you will live to regret it.”
You let him go and he slides to the floor. You leave him there in his shame as you rejoin the festivities.
Loki smiles at you as you join him at the table.
“That was quite bold of you, wife.” He whispers in your ear
You smile, “He was most deserving of what I did.”
Your husband nods in agreement, “I should have need of your magic later this night, when we are alone.”
He plants a kiss on your neck.
As the sun sets and the moon rises in the sky, the party coming to an end after the food has been eaten and the fireworks have been set off.
You and Loki bid the All Mother and Father goodnight and take your leave to your bed chambers.
Entering the room you close the door and Loki presses himself against you, letting out a growl of desire.
He kisses you passionately as you return the gesture. Your hands roam his body and his find their way to your breasts. You feel his length harden against your thigh. He lifts you with ease and carries you to the bed. He slides his robes from his body and they fall to the floor.
You gave a wave of your hand and Loki stood there, completely naked. He smiles mischievously.
“I told you I’d have need of your magic.”
You grin and wave your hand again, Loki looks to find you naked on the bed. His smile becomes impossibly wide as he crawls on top of you, you part your legs and allow him between them. He touches your cunt gently.
“So wet already, my heart, how badly do you want me?” He sly grin annoys you and you grip his shoulders
“Loki, speak no longer.” You order pulling his lips to yours
He finds your nipples with ease and begins to play with them. You moan in pleasure, your nipples hardening along with Loki himself. Your hand roams down to his erect cock and you grip it firmly in your hand.
“Tell me what you want…” You whisper against his cheek, your hand moving ever so slowly along his length
“Then take me.” You lay back on the pillows
Loki slowly makes his way to you, he places his hands on your thighs and maneuvers his cock to your waiting entrance. He slides into you easily, completely taken by your warmth.
“Loki…” You moan, wrapping your legs around him
He slips in and out of your dripping cunt.
“Faster, please, Loki…” You rake your fingernails down his back and he complies pumping in and out
Your hands tangle in his hair as you kiss and suck at the sensitive skin of his neck. He groans in ecstasy and pulls you on top of him. You move up and down his cock as he writhes beneath you, lost in his pleasure.
“Oh gods! Y/N, don’t stop!”
You slam yourself down hard on his erection, taking him in fully. You move faster, tightening your walls around him.
“Mmm, do that again!” He begs
You tighten yourself again and he cries out, giving in to his orgasm.
You feel his cock twitch inside you and you hold still a moment before sliding off of your husband and lay next to him on the bed.
He gathers you in his arms and kisses the top of your head. He whispers something you don’t quite catch, you raise your head and find his eyes.
“What did you say?” You ask
Loki blushes and looks away, bringing your hand to the side of his face, willing him to meet your gaze. He remains silent.
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