On what seemed like any other day, the most important relic throughout the entire Nine Realms gets trapped inside you and it's up to the God of Mischief to help remove it.
Will you two make it in time?
Warning: Sexual Content
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You woke up to the sound of birds outside the window. One flew in and landed on the edge of the bed until you sat up and then went away. Three knocks were heard on the other side of the door. You jumped up and ran to it.
Wait...I'm still in my pajamas. Oh well. You opened the door hoping to see Loki but instead, a tall strong-like man stood in front of you wearing a red cape with long blonde hair. "Hello." You said confused.
"Who are you?" He questioned with an odd look on his face.
"And I might ask the same, mister!" You could clearly tell it was Thor by his appearance, plus the noticeable lightning-glowing hammer in his hand. However, you wished to play along in the situation.
"I asked first!"
"I asked second!", You two bickered on like kindergarteners fighting over a toy.
Loki entered the room. "What in the Nine Realms is going on!?" He shouted in a loud scratchy tone, black raven hair in a huge mess.
"Brother, who is this mortal and why do they like to argue with me?"
Once Thor said that Loki glared at you with anger and stupidity.
"This is my problem to deal with, and I don't want you to interfere!"
"Oh I see now, little brother, you like the Midguardian type," Thor said while elbowing Loki into his side, winking, as if implying the two gods have a similar attraction to humans.
Loki gave Thor an evil look and took your hand, leading you to your room. The door slammed shut in Thor's face. "Aha! I knew it, brother, you sly trickster!" Thor bellowed on the other side of the closed door, his mind stuck in the gutter.
"Okay...what the hell is going on?" You asked.
"We need to leave Asgard at once, I'm trying to find an outfit to make you blend in with the crowd, or they won't let you enter Vanaheim." Responded Loki while he threw different clothes into the air, out of a clothes trunk in a corner of the room.
One seemed like it would possibly fit, so he brought it up to your shoulders. The silky long golden cloth pressed against your body, while Loki ran his fingers down it, seeing if it was too big or too small. You stood there looking down staring at Loki as he rummaged through chests and placed clothes against you, over and over again. His hands tracing your figure lightly seemed to put you into a spell-like trance. You noticed a small spark of attraction forming towards this mischievous god. You really enjoyed his company, especially how he appeared to touch your skin while trying to see if the different clothes fit or not.
"Ah! None of these damn things fit!" He yelled interrupting your thoughts. "Come, we must go to the sewing chamber at once, just put on your Midguardian clothes!" He demanded.
You stared at him with no words.
"What!? Hurry, let's get a move on!"
"Turn around!" You said while twirling your index finger in circles. "You can't just watch me get naked. We just met!" You blushed a little.
