Servant of Jotunheim

Morning After

The King awakens first the following morning and looks upon the woman he loves, still peacefully sleeping in his arms. He had never felt this content.

She is by far the most beautiful creature he had ever laid his eyes upon. Even in her Jotun form, he desires her more than any other woman he had ever met before.

When she had first arrived on Asgard, he had pitied her once he bore witness to her father's cruel treatment and harsh words towards her. Even he had initially viewed her as weak.

After watching a Jotun runt allowing others bully them it had somewhat caused him to feel more ashamed and disgusted by his true heritage.

As he developed an unwelcome attraction to her, he attempted to convince himself that it was the frost giant hidden within that craved her and that those emotions would fade over time.

He had gone to great lengths to distract himself with the company of other maidens, but to no avail. He could no longer maintain his distance and found himself thinking about her at the most inopportune moments of the day.

He foolishly believed that if he grew to know her and ceased trying to suppress these impure thoughts, that his growing obsession would perhaps come to an end.

Much to his annoyance, this only fuelled his passions towards her after he selected her to become his personal servant as he discovered she was far more than she appeared.

He found her to be rather intelligent, amusing, innocent and opinionated. She was everything he did not wish her to be and it that much harder restrain himself in her presence.

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My eyes open and adjust to the morning light streaming in through the window. The King is already awake and I find him watching over me with the sweetest smile.

Loki: "Good morning, my love".

Me: "Good morning".

That is when I realise how sore I am and all of the memories from the previous nights activities come rushing back. I feel positively flushed with embarrassment.

Not only had we made love for the first time, but we did so while I was in my Jotun form. A fitting farewell as today is the day I would be free of it forever.

Me: "Last night was wonderful" I tell him honestly.

Loki: "You were perfect" he reassures me.

Me: "I assume you will have to leave soon?"

Loki: "Believe me, I would much rather stay in here with for the rest of the day, but the guests will begin arriving shortly and I must be there to greet them".

Me: "Such a pity. Perhaps I should steal a good morning kiss from you before you leave?"

I playfully roll on top of him and pin his hands down at either side of his head while I sensually kiss his neck. I can feel him becoming aroused beneath me as I nibble on his earlobe, but choose to leave him wanting.

Me: "To be continued, my King" I tease and climb off the bed before heading for the bathroom.

Loki: "I have created a monster" he laughs as he gets up and begins dressing himself.

I return from the bathroom moments later wearing a robe and put my necklace back. At the doorway I give him one final kiss, knowing that I will not see him until much later.

Loki: "I had a special dress made for you to wear this evening, it should arrive shortly after lunch. I do hope you will approve".

Me: "I am certain it is beautiful".

Loki: "Not nearly as beautiful as you" he smiles happily as he turns and walks away.