Fic: Heat under a Full Moon (3/21)
Title: Heat under the Full Moon
Author: Altezio
Fandom: Thor - Movieverse - Major AU
Pairing: Thor/Loki
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17
Chapters: 3/21
Warnings: Werewolf/Catboy AU, Swearing, Sexing, M/M relationship, violence
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. I am just playing in the wonderfully provided sandbox’s of Marvel and others
Summery: Thor knew he had to find a mate, but never in his life did he expect it to be one of the Jotun Cats.
Ch2 Trapped
This was not ideal. Not by any stretch of the imagination was this ideal. But then again not many of his situations were...but still! When he had been old enough to understand his fathers words, the other Jotun had told him he might go in to heat, and burn like others of his kind...actually his exact words were, “Loki my son. Despite you being the oldest, you are the smallest, and most delicate in Jotunheim. I can guarantee with no amount of uncertainty that you will go into heat. And you will burn, a burn that only a larger Jotun can ease.”
Loki had hoped and prayed to any god that would hear him that he would not. He did not want to burn like many other Jotun did. But his prayer fells on deaf ears. The symptoms had started.
Except for a small flush that he himself hadn’t even noticed nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He hadn’t realized the symptoms till his tail had started acting up. He had learned at a young age how to control his tail, and ears, so he didn’t understand why they suddenly started acting up.
He had walked past his brother-his younger, more dominate brother-Helblindi walked past him. He had caught the younger males scent and his tail-moving on it’s own accord-moved out of the way submitting to Helblindi’s more dominate nature.
The other man must have caught Loki’s receptive scent, because he turned and grinned at him darkly. “Like father said, ‘you will go into heat’” The man laughed and stepped towards Loki. Despite his big personality, his mischievous ways, and his tough guy act he couldn’t help the shiver that ran down his spine when the other man touched his cheek. Helblindi leaned down and inhaled deeply, then sighed constantly. “You smell wonderful brother,” He whispered his eye’s locked with Loki’s, “So new, so ripe. Really to be taken for the first time.”
Having his brother so close was doing things to Loki. It was totally messing up his senses. His ears twitched in anticipation, and his tail curled around him and gently brushed against the other mans leg. Helblindi glanced down at the tail and grinned before looking back at Loki, “You smell like you will be entering the heat in a couple of weeks or so.”
Loki swallowed hard and pulled away from the other man. His pale face was hot with his blush, and all he wanted to do was be out of his brother presence. This whole thing was far to embarrassing for him. Helblindi grinned and laughed at his brother obvious discomfort.
“Do not fear little one,” He said as he took a few steps back, “I shall see you in a couple of weeks. You may try and resist it, but you and I know that eventually you will come crawling to my bed, begging me to relieve you of the burn. I know you will brother so do not give me that look.” Helblindi couldn’t help but laugh at the look on his older brothers face, He looked so lost, and confused, “All subs do Loki. I am sure by now you know this. They come to the most dominate male they can find and give themselves to them. Because it is an honor...Think of it that way Loki. It will be an honor for me to relieve you.” And with that the other man turned and stalked off his tail moving back and forth happily. Loki glared at his retreating form fir a long moment before running to his fathers chambers.
He didn’t bother to knock, he knew it wouldn’t have mattered anyways. It scared him to know, that brother or not Helblindi would be happy to take him. During the burn, all that mattered was the fuck.
When he found his father, he fell to the other mans knee’s and waited for permission to speak. After a moment he heard the gravely sound of his fathers voice, “Loki my son...what are you doing here?”
Loki stood, and looked at his father. He had to much pride to beg, so he was going to ask his father with all the dignity he could muster. “Father,” he says after a long moment, “My first cycle is coming upon me. I ask you to let me go to another realm and let me ride it out alone.”
Laufey stared down at his oldest child a crooked grin on his face. “You really are going into heat. I can smell it on you. The sweet intoxicating smell that drives us to little more than animals.”
The younger man stared up at his father his face void of any and all emotion. Knowing his father, he would eventually give his answer, but he had to be patient. He would not beg. He would hold strong no matter the desision. He just hoped it was to let him go. His tail twitched nervously behind him as he watched his father.
The larger man tilted his head slightly before slowly nodding his head, “Alright,” He said, “You may go. Just this once. Then you must submit like every other sub.”
Loki let out a breath he hadn’t know he was holding. “Thank you father,” he said before turning and fleeing. He had to pack for his trip.
-x-
Loki decided on Asgard. It was large, warm, and it had a lot of forest that he could hide in. So using on of the secret entrances that only he knew about he snuck into Asgard undetected and found shelter in the old ruins on the edge of the east side of the forest. It was quiet and remote place, and using his heightened sense of smell he found that it wasn’t a place crossed very often. A perfect place for him to ride out the burn.
Still though for his safety and peace of mind he placed magic around his temporary territory. It was just a simple alerting spell, it would only be set off by an Asgardian. He wasn’t worried about any other animal. He could take care of them easily...an Asgardian, while he was in heat....he wasn’t so sure, and he wasn’t willing to take the chance.
He knew his scent would change, and it was obviously appealing, and it would call to dominate males like a beckon. He had seen it plenty of times when the subs went into heat. The more dominate Jotun were all over them, even before the burn started. And the subs just let them...the burn changed them. Resorted there priorities. Loki didn’t want to be one of them.
All his life he had tried to ignore the signs. Writing them off, as him just being small, and he wanted to be accepted. But now that his first heat cycle was upon him he couldn’t help but think about it. Even though he was the oldest of Laufey’s children, for some strange reason, he was also the smallest. In the more recent years of his life he had become more submissive towards them, when years earlier he would have scoffed and yelled at them. His strong personality shrunk and withered to nothing when he was around the larger more dominate males. The heat was just the icing on the cake.
Annoyance bubbled up inside him and he stormed through the forest trying to blow off some steam. He didn’t want to be a sub. He didn’t want to change for the heat. He just wanted to be Loki.
Sighing he ran a hand through his hair and leaned against a tree. This was not ideal. The only thing that made this situation even remotely better was the fact that his father had let him leave for his first cycle. In a couple of months though he would go into heat again and he would have to stick it out in Jotunheim. Damn his god awful life!
-x-
SNAP!
Loki let out an inhuman noise that was somewhere between a shriek, and a cry. Pain shot up and down through his right leg, and he let out another inhuman cry of pain. Slowly he pushed himself up and looked down at what had his leg caught. Panic, shot through him, and his eye’s widened when he saw a metal device with large, sharp, pointed teeth digging into his ankle.
Blood seeped from where the metal teeth dug deep into his skin, and every time he moved the pain increased. He let out a sob, as he leaned down and gripped the small space that he had, and tried to pry it open. He succeeded to pull it open a little bit and pull his foot out a little, but his finger slipped and the device snapped shut again on his leg and he screamed as it tore into a new area of his leg.
He was well and truly stuck. His magic was weak because of his lack of proper nutrition so there was no way he could get this off him, and his attempt to pull it off had only resulted in more pain.
He shouldn’t have wanted so far away from his little territory. This was just his luck. The be caught by a hunters trap. Eventually they would come to check the traps. They always did. Then what would happen to him. He was a Jotun in Asgard territory, and if that wasn’t reason enough to be killed he didn’t know what was. Tears prickled at his eyes but he refused to let them fall. He would be strong when the hunter came. He would fight for his life like he had been.
There was no point in struggling. It would only make the pain worse, and wear out his energy. So he laid down as comfortably as he could with that infernal device on his leg and waited for the hunter to come.
-x-
A strange sent filled his nostrils and he jerked his head up. The pain-though still there-was more of a dull throb. The injury had taken more of his strength than he had thought is would, but he would not be killed that easily.
He assumed the scent belonged to the hunter so he braced himself, his ears flat back, and his tail thrashing back and forth angrily. Suddenly a low growl filled the air. He drew in a quick breath before instant took over. Loki hissed and then growled as viciously as he could.
It obviously had the opposite affect then he would have liked. The hunter laughed, “Ah ha!” He cheered, “A challenger!” And then he jumped out of the brush and...wait this was no hunter of Asgard. He looked way to well dressed...almost like royalty. Loki looked at his face and then it came to him. This was the god damn prince of Asgard. This was the werewolf prince!
Bearing his teeth, he hissed and growled again. A small twinge of satisfaction filled him when the man took a step back. If he got any closer he would attack-as best he could with no magic.
The prince stared at him for a long moment before a puzzled look crossed his face, “What the hell?!”
TBC...
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