Prisoner

Mischievous games

That night we had a big feast, although I had forgotten what we were celebrating. It didn't matter, though, since it was the perfect scenario to put in motion my plan to get Thor back. I went to the room where the Warriors Three and Sif spent their days when they weren't battling. They all looked at me as if I were a plague, but I was used to it by now. I asked Fandral if we could speak alone, using my most charming smile and he accepted. I was able to see the blush on his cheeks, but I ignored it on purpose. We left that room and walked together through the corridors until we reached the garden. First, I explained to him everything that had happened and why I treated Thor the way I did.

"Do you believe me?" I asked him after I had said everything. Fandral looked at me thoughtfully for a moment. His blue eyes were shining, but I ignored that as well.

"I know I shouldn't, but I've seen the way you look at Thor. I know you wouldn't hurt him for no apparent reason," He said after some minutes of silence. "Yes, I do believe you, Loki. But I don't understand, what does it have to do with me?"

"I need your help to get him back. You know he is stubborn, but I am sure he still wants to be with me," I wasn't able to talk to anybody about feelings, except for Thor. "Certainly, you have noticed how jealous he gets when I'm near you," I smiled fondly at the memories.

"Yes, but I don't understand why. You and I...it was just a night," I laughed at his discomfort.

"Yes, and Thor knows it too. That is why I need your help. Will you help me, Fandral?" I asked him with a seductive smile. I knew that he wouldn't resist that smile.

"What are you scheming now, Loki?" He asked sighing. I smiled a little more because I knew I was winning.

"Nothing too serious, I swear. Just innocent flirting in tonight's feast. Thor will be alone, Odin won't let a Midgardian in our feast, and he will undoubtedly try to be as away from me as possible. It's the perfect opportunity, and we will both know that is a facade," I needed to make the last part clear. I wanted Thor, not him, not anyone else.

"Alright, I will help you. Just because I know how much my friend loves you."

-0-

That same night, I got dressed with my finest leathers which were greener on the upper side of my body since my eyes were highlighted that way. I was happy: Odin wouldn't let a human sit in an Asgardian feast, thus I would have Thor for myself. What's more, he wouldn't be able to reject me since everybody still believed that we were a happy couple. And we will be once again, it was just a question of time. Even though I wasn't a patient person, I'd wait for him all the time he needed. Thor is my other half, the most important being in my life. I needed him for my existence to make sense.

I waited for him to come and fetch me since we needed to enter together the grand dining hall and I enjoyed his face of disgust, although I saw the way his eyes wandered over my body. He eyed me with lust and love at the same time, even when he tried to hide it. I, on the contrary, didn't hide the way I looked at him. He was wearing a white skinny coat with golden buttons and chains, and dark blue pants which highlighted his ass in an exquisite way. He was simply perfect.

We walked side by side through the long corridors which were full of unnecessary guards, but it was usual when a big event was being held. Thor was trying to fake he was annoyed by this situation, however, he always put his hand on my waist every time somebody looked at me for more than a few seconds. It was obvious he was trying to mark me as his, even if it was an unconscious movement. I was certain that he still loved me. He was hurt and I completely understood him: I said the exact things that I knew were going to hurt him the most. But I was going to show him that it was all lies and that I'd be there with and for him every single day of our lives. I'd make him the happiest. That was going to be my mission.