Prologue:
His eyes wandered around, desperately searching for the young prince's lifeless body. And when he found it, his sword fell from his suddenly numb fingers. "No." The single word left his mouth in less than a whisper "what have I done?"
"Thor, I..." Loki began, his voice cracking and weak. His eyes remained downcast at the floor as Thor put an arm around his shoulders.
"You needn't speak," he said, his voice kind and gentle. His hand moved to Loki's hair, petting him, holding him close. His soul was broken from the pain that radiated from his brother, a familiar sting of sadness stabbing behind his eyes. He felt Loki's shoulders jerk as a sob wracked his body, and the tears fell freely down his sullen face. Thor held him tighter as Loki pressed his forehead into the god's broad chest.
"What's going to happen to me, brother?" he asked, biting back his emotions as best he could. Thor didn't miss the term of endearment, and he wiped his own face with the back of his hand. He opened his mouth to answer but there were no words. There was nothing he could possibly utter to bring true comfort to the one he loved the most.
So he simply held him, his tears wetting the raven hair beneath his chin. A moment of utter silence followed which felt like forever. Loki leaned over and, almost timidly, pressed his lips to Thor's. Strong arms wrapped themselves around Loki's slight form and he was pressed to Thor's chest, his delicate fingers running through Thor's strawberry blonde hair as the kiss deepened with Thor's obvious need.
Thor tightened his grip on Loki's soft, satin cloak and leant closer to feel his brother's delicate affection. Loki shut his eyes and let out a soft gasp as the night seemed to stretch on and become never ending beneath Thor's kisses.
The distant sounds of battle cries and the clinking of blades brought the two dreamy lovers back to the real world. "This foolish battle must stop" Thor said softly ""Never doubt your place in my heart, Brother. No matter what happens. You are and always will be my brother and I love you."All Loki managed was a slight nod of the head before he pulled his arm out of his brother's grip and hurried towards the great hall. Thor watched him leave and licked his lower lip knowing he would be counting down the moments until Loki sought him out again.
