Slave to the Gods

Six

        Once inside Loki's room, you break down sobbing and fall onto Loki's bed.

        At this point, you don't even care about the nipple clamps, squeezing corset, cuirass, or even the vibrators shoving up against you.

        All you care about is the immense pain you feel - specifically in your thighs - and the blood trickling down your legs from the small puncture wounds.

        Soon you hear footsteps and the door opening before closing.

        Someone sets something down, walks over to you, and sits on the bed next to you.

        "Hey..." Loki mumbles.

        "Shut up!"

        "Let me help you."

        He helps you onto your feet, then wipes away your tears.

        "May I?"

        "J-Just make the pain st-stop." You stammer as you cry.

        He removes the cuirass, then unhooks the corset, allowing you to take deep breaths.

        Loki finishes removing the dress, helps you step out of it, and throws it on the bed.

        You close your eyes and sigh, much more comfortable, but the undergarment is still giving you insane pain.

        "Better?" He inquires.

        "Mhm..." You hum.

        "May I help you with the undergarments now?"

        You nod a bit, "Mhm."

        Loki undoes all the bone-crushing straps tightly secured all around your torso, takes off the strap that goes between your thighs, and lastly, he unclasps the clamps around your nipples.

        You exhale deeply from the delightful relief.

        You open your eyes to see Loki looking at the dress and undergarment in revulsion before throwing them in the trash.

        "They belong there." He turns back to you, "I'm so sorry. It's such a treacherous thing."

        He goes into the bathroom to grab a towel. But when he comes back, you're already collapsing.

        Loki runs over to you and catches you as you both land on the ground in a kneeling position.

        He rests his palm against the back of your head, keeping you upright as he pulls you close to his chest, comforting you.

        "I've got you." He murmurs in your ear.

        Loki wraps you in the towel and lightly rubs over your shoulder with his thumb as he holds you in his arms.

        "Let me heal you."

        You nod, so he carries you to the bed bridal style, laying you on it stomach down.

        Loki starts alleviating the pain with his glowing green magic radiating from his hand that he hovers over the back of your thighs.

        After healing you completely, he lays a soft blanket over you.

        "Do you want to take a bath?" He questions softly.

        You nod slightly, "Mhm."

        "Then I'll leave."

Loki lays pajamas in the bathroom before he leaves.

After he's gone, you shakily walk to the bathroom and take off your makeup, letting down your hair as well, then you get into the warm bath.

After the bath, you put on the comfortable clothes Loki set out for you.

Going to his bedroom doors, you open them to see Loki reading a book while sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall.

"I-I'm done." You announce.

He looks up and gives you a small and unsure smile.

-Loki's POV-

I look up at YN, actually noticing her beauty. Her h/l, damp, h/c hair; her gorgeous, kind e/c eyes; and her incredible smile as she gives a timid grin.

What am I thinking? She's my way into Odin's good book.

-Your POV-

Loki gets up, following you into his room.

You know you'll regret it, but you're more than curious.

You warily look over at Loki, "Why did you strangle me earlier... but then help me?"

He halts with you stopping as well.

He looks over at you, "Odin... he-he ordered me to do it. I am so, so sorry."

"Hm..."

You're not convinced at all, given what he's done to you.

Loki grabs what he'd set down while you sit on the bed, then he brings it over to you.

"I, uh... I noticed you didn't eat, so I brought you some food." He hands you the plate, "Here."

"Oh, umm... thank you." You mumble.

You cautiously survey the food and find nothing weird about it, so you dig in as if you haven't eaten in days.

The sad part is it's true.

        Loki sits down beside you, his face clearly worried, "Didn't Odin ever give you food?"

        You stop eating to look at Loki, nibbling on your lip.

        "W-Well, not often." You mutter.

        Loki's face shows sympathy, but you just look away and continue eating.

        You notice Loki's lack of presence, but it's better for you. You're able to eat in peace.

        Thank god he brought a lot of food.

        Loki soon returns in comfortable clothes, most likely his pajamas, and seats himself on the bed next to you.

        "Are you tired?" He inquires.

        You nod, so Loki turns off the lights.

        "Then sleep well."

        You get off the bed and lay down on the floor.

        "Wh-What are you doing?"

        You look up at him, "Going to sleep." You answer quietly.

        "But why the floor?" He inquires, concerned.

        "That's where Odin had me sleep. In his second room on the floor." You explain softly, your gaze cast down.

        You look up in time to catch the disgusted look on his face before he kneels in front of you.

        "You'll never have to sleep on the floor again."

        He carefully picks you up and sets you down on the bed, helping you under the covers.

        Weirdly, he's gentle when he brushes your hair from your eyes.

        "Sleep here. I'm going to sleep somewhere else, and please get some rest." He whispers.

        You smile a bit and close your eyes. You then hear footsteps followed by the door closing before you slip into the best sleep you've had in over a year.