Hostage to Love

Decisions

In the days that followed their arrival in Asgard, Loki and Ari took just a little time to rest. They knew the rebellion would have entered it's "settling in and fighting amongst themselves" phase. It was worth letting them kill each other. Save them the effort. They could go in and mop up the remainder with Asgard's help.

To begin with, Ari and Loki simply enjoyed being with each other. Walking, riding, reading from the extensive library, and just sitting, curled up together, talking. About their past lives, about their future.

"Loki, I've made a decision." She said quietly, one afternoon a couple of days later. They were sitting in a meadow, watching the horses graze after a long ride into the countryside. Two armed guards patrolled the area at a VERY discrete distance - they had to make some concessions to safety under the circumstances - and they were relaxing before the ride home.

"Oh, you have, have you?" He squinted up at her from where he lay on his back in the sun. His shirt, open to the waist revealing his torso, making her blush and burn all at the same time. They were still newlyweds, after all. His hand flapped up until he found her arm and pulled her down to lie beside him. "And what... might... that... be... Kjaer?" He slowly kissed her and unlaced the front of her dress, his hands wandering inside.

"I... eh... yes, I..." she became very distracted as his hand cupped her breast and began to massage it slowly. "Oh... dear Gods in Valhalla..." she arched into his grasp. Her mind fell away, replaced by a seething mass of desire.

Loki rolled over, half on top. They were vietually hidden in the long grass, only the horses giving away their position.

"You were saying, kitten?" He growled as he kissed her neck, pressing down on her. She could feel him hard against her thigh, and she moaned for him.

"Oh... Loki... please..."

"Please, what my little temptress? Don't kiss me? Dont touch me? Dont..." now he put his mouth next to her ear and his breath was hot and laced with lust "Don't make me cum?".

"Please Loki. Please..."

"Oh darling, too late. I intend to do all of that and more..."

His hand left her breast and travelled down, pulling at her skirts. The layers were of little consequence, and soon he brushed his fingers over bare thigh, making her shudder and moan into his kiss. His long, slim fingers, like gentle cool feathers, brushed her core, and she arched, moaning wantonly. She couldn't care less if half of Vanaheim heard, let alone the soldiers. She wanted him. Now.

As he slowly massaged her, she became more and more desperate for release. Loki knew, however, that if he denied her now, later would be explosive. For both of them. Instead, he slipped his fingers deep inside and
she ground against his hand.

"More Loki, more. I need... more..." she whined, and he felt her throb beneath his touch. He almost gave in but stopped just before she crashed over the edge. Her eyes opened, and she scowled at him. "Nooooo." She breathed "you... you can't, that's not fair!!!"

Loki laughed, his voice low and hoarse with his own need. "Oh my Queen. I can, and I will. But later all the nine realms will hear you screaming my name." His eyes glittered. "So what did you want to tell me?" He said, kissing her softly, replacing her skirts as he did so.

She looked up at him and brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead. She smiled and pulled him down so she could whisper in his ear.

"I want to have your baby Loki. Now, not later, now. Life is too uncertain - even for us - to count on later. I want us to share that moment."

Loki's eyes filled with emotion. His wonderful girl would be an amazing mother. The thought of her swelling with his child made him happier than he could ever imagine being. Not to mention how luscious her body would look. He looked down at her and nodded. "I see." Was all he said.

Ari waited. "I see? Is... is that it? All you have to say?" She was confused. This wasnt the reaction she'd expected. Not at all. Loki shook his head.

"One thing you should know then." He paused for dramatic effect. " I lied to you." He looked her in the eye and she had a sudden bad feeling. "When I said I was going to wait till later, I lied." He grinned now, "I'm going to make you scream like a banshee right now."

As he rolled on top of her, a green glow surrounded them. All that could be seen - or more importantly heard - in the meadow that afternoon were two horses grazing and a couple sitting in the grass watching the clouds go by.

Duplication casting was a wonderful thing.