The Challenge

Eleven

Namira didn't know where he'd go, but she knew she had to find him and explain she hadn't known what the vow had meant, what it changed. Namira moved to the portal, Ares following right behind her, followed by an amused Freyr. The latter sidestepped as Namira froze and turned to Ares, "How close, exactly, do you need to be?"
Ares's lips curved up with the hint of a smile as he looked at her but Freyr interjected before he could answer, "He needs to be in the same realm, at the least."

Namira's brow rose, "And if he's not?"
Freyr chuckled, "He'll suffer horribly for as long as he's away from you and more so the more distance there is too. It could potentially kill him."
Ares's eyes flashed with that same fiery anger she'd seen in his eyes before, his hands clenched into fists once more. Annoyed.
Namira went through the portal, to Thor's home, their home. She checked the bedroom first, but didn't find him there, she checked room after room, but she couldn't find him, even as both Freyr and Ares tagged along. She turned to the both of them "Please... Just... sit somewhere, I'll find you both later. I don't need or want your presence right now."

"Thor!" she called again as she continued her search, her voice echoing through the cavernous halls. Silence answered her plea, and her desperation grew. Finally, in a room she hadn't been to before, Namira found Thor standing by a window overlooking the vastness of the celestial realm.
"Thor," Namira's voice spoke softly, a mix of relief, worry and regret in her tone. "I'm sorry... I didn't understand the extent of Ares' vow. I didn't realize..."

Thor turned to face her, his expression a mix of frustration and understanding. "I tried to warn you, to stop you from allowing his vow, but you chose not to listen to me. Chose to trust him instead."
His words betrayed the hurt he felt and Namira felt her heart shatter for him as she stepped closer to him just as Thor turned back to the window, his voice betraying his anger, "Ares' vow means he has to be near you physically. You literally accepted him as your servant for as long as he chooses to stay."

Namira's shoulders slumped, guilt etched lines on her forehead. "I didn't understand the consequences. I didn't know he had to stay this close. You don't have to and your vow's quite similar... I never meant to bind him like this."
Thor's stern expression softened as he regarded Namira then. "I know that, Namira... but it doesn't change the fact that it happened. It doesn't change a thing."
Namira looked down, wrapping her arms around herself, "I hate this. I hate that I can't do anything right. I hate that they keep tricking me."

Thor's arms were around her almost instantly as he gathered her close, "You will learn. We've all had to learn and most of us had to learn the hard way. All I ask is that you listen to my guidance when I offer it to you. None of us are perfect and perfection isn't what we ask of you."
A tear trailed down her cheek as her feelings overwhelmed her, which Thor brushed away but a moment later, "Can't this be undone?"
Thor shook his head, "Not unless you both release this vow."
Namira's eyes flashed with hope, but Thor told her clearly that breaking this vow now might start trouble as it was made in a foundation to build trust and this allegiance... It was likely best, for now, to simply maintain it.

He pressed a light kiss to her temple, "The terms to his vow were clear, but their meaning and interpretation is what is tricky. He offered to serve you in whatever way you wanted or needed. There's a lot of room for fate to determine you might need him still even if you don't want his presence or don't want to need it."
Namira let out an exasperated sigh, "Why do Gods do these things? Why make it so difficult? Why create such chaos?"
Thor's lips quirked up in a smile, "Ares took advantage of a situation, but I choose to believe he meant well. Us Gods do love chaos, it keeps things interesting, I suppose..."
He cupped her face in his hands then, lifting her chin to kiss her affectionately, "Which is why we have such need of you, keeper of balance."

Namira pressed closer to him, her body pressed firmly against his, "Freyr says Ares needs to be in the same realm not to be hurt by the vow... But your realm is quite large..."
Thor smiled at that, kissing her again, "I have something else that's large and eager to see you more intimately."

She felt the evidence of his arousal as it pressed against her and though Namira knew this was not the time to get intimate, nor the place, she couldn't resist as she ran her hand over his pants. She caressed the bulge with a hesitating, light touch, almost as if she was worried to indulge and take what she wanted from this man.
Thor gasped softly, a low grumble of pleasure escaping him, "Don't tease."
Namira smiled lightly, "Or what?" As if to add fuel to the fire sparking to life between them, her hand pressed more firmly against his cock, baiting him, daring him.

As he flung her over his shoulder, his hand dealing a sharp slap to her ass as he did, Namira decided teasing the God of Thunder was absolutely worth it.
Thor left with her, setting a direct path to their bedroom. He passed the two Gods waiting in the chairs in the hallway, but didn't spare them a look. His message was clear; now was not the time for chatter.

Namira's cheeks flushed as she was carried past Ares and Freyr, who both had grins on their faces as they realised what was about to happen.
Freyr's lips curved into that playfully bright smile of his, "Would you be keen on an audience?"
Ares's brow rose at that, adding with a grin of his own, "Or more participants perhaps?"

Thor slammed the two doors behind him as he entered the bedroom, still carrying Namira over his shoulder, without a word. The loud bang was answer enough as the laughter of the two Gods followed after them.

TBC...