Behind His Closed Doors

Chapter 6: To Hide Our Desires

Loki and Fandral had courted each other for weeks in secret. They couldn't have the Allfather knowing about this relationship. The entirety of Asgard couldn't find out either, well that was exaggerating since Heimdall would be able to see the two together.

Loki and Fandral were in Loki's chambers late in the evening, talking to each other happily. Fandral looked at Loki lovingly and slowly pushed him onto the bed, kissing him passionately. Loki was surprised by this and felt fear when he realised how close Fandral was on top of him. It gave him flashbacks to when he had been raped and slightly pushed off Fandral, panting once the kiss was broken. Fandral was concerned and sat close to him. "Did I do something wrong?" He asks softly. Loki looked at him and sighed. "I'm sorry. I got scared from you on top of me like that." He explains to him, feeling bad about pushing his lover off him. Fandral nodded in understanding and hugged Loki, stroking his hair. Loki felt safe with Fandral and closed his eyes.

"My Prince." Fandral whispered softly. Loki hummed happily in approval and began to doze off in Fandral's arms. Fandral laid down on the bed gently with Loki and covered them both with the green silk covers. He fell asleep along with Loki.

Hours passed and the morning sun rose over Asgard. Fandral woke up and looked down at the sleeping form of Loki. He smiled softly and gently put his hands down into Loki's leather pants and stroking his cock. Loki stirred in his sleep and moaned slightly from the touch. Fandral smiled softly and kept stroking his lovers cock. Loki kept moaning in his sleep. He was enjoying his cock being stroked. Fandral smirked and kept stroking his cock. Loki fluttered his eyes open and moaned once more. "F-Fandral.. S-Stop it..." he moaned. "Anything for you, my Prince." Fandral says and stops as he gets his hand out of his pants. "Better?" He asks. Loki nodded and sighed. "You didn't have to do that. We could have been caught." He says as he looked up at Fandral. Fandral leaned down and kissed Loki softly before pulling away. "I better go, my Prince. I don't want anyone knowing that I am here." He whispered. "Can we talk about something tonight?" Loki asks. "Of course, my Prince." Fandral says and gets out of the bed and leaves the room silently which left Loki alone.

Loki laid there and sighed. He just wanted to stay there for the rest of the day as he didn't feel his best to get out of bed and learn some new spells with his mother. He was trembling as he lay there in bed. "Please stop.." he whispered to himself. He closed his eyes tightly as his stomach hurt. He knew it couldn't be that he was hungry, and besides he didn't have the appetite to eat anything. He opened his eyes and gasped as he tried to breathe properly. He didn't know what was going on. He tried to call out for help but nothing came out. It was like he lost the ability to speak. He couldn't move most of his body either. He was questioning how this was happening. He couldn't think straight as he tried to scream in agony before passing out on the bed. He was losing himself mentally and physically as he lay there quietly.

To be continued...