Fic: One Last Lie
Title: One Last Lie
Author: Altezio
Fandom: Thor
Pairing: Thor/Loki
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,857
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. I am just playing in the wonderful marvel sandbox
Warnings: Swearing, Sex, Slash, Major Character Death, AU, mentions of Mpreg
Summery: In war you never know when you, or your brothers last battle might be. We learned to never take the time we had together for granted.
One Last Lie
They would be marching to war the next morning. Asgard was tense, and the fear, excitement, and grief hung in the air like a thick veil. Most of the soldiers were saying goodbye to the loved ones that they were going to protect, spending those last tender moments with them. They knew they might not come back, and it scared them. But this was a great honor. They would die protecting the land, and people they loved.
Thor stared out his large window his arms crossed over his chest. He had done a lot of growing in the years since he had become king. He knew this war was necessary but he wished there was some other way. Laufey was not going to back down easily. Even Loki, his own son had tried to talk him out of this war, but the Frost Giant had refused to see reason, and sent Loki back in horrid condition.
Loki-who was leaning against the side of the window-looked out across the city as well before looking at his brother. He could feel the heavy emotions coming off of Thor in waves, and as his lover, and advisor he wished there was something he could do to help him. But there was nothing. He knew just as much as Thor did that this was the only way to ensure peace.
He as well had done some growing since his father had stepped down and Thor had became king. Rather than trying to sabotage his brother at every given opportunity he became Thor’s most trusted advisor. He had been groomed to be such, but he had been to young to see it. Now he accepted his position. He knew he could not lead Asgard, as his brother could. So he would help steer the other man in the right direction.
Pushing himself away from the wall he stepped towards his brother and ran a hand down Thor’s strong arm. “Thor,” He said his voice soft and smooth, “Come to bed. You will need your rest for tomorrow.”
“I do not want you to go out there tomorrow.” he said not looking away from the city.
Loki stared at him for a long moment before looking down. “I cannot stay behind Thor. You know this,” He whispered, as he touched Thor’s chin gently.
Thor turned and looked at Loki, “Please Loki,” He said pulling the smaller man against him. He tangled his fingers in the back of Loki’s hair and pulled him into a gently kiss, “I cannot bear to see you hurt like you were before.”
Loki smiled sadly, “But I lived.”
“But our child did not.”
Loki looked down his hair-now down to the small of his back-fell into his face, “But our child did not...” he repeated somberly.
“I cannot bear to have you out there.”
“And now you know how I feel, when I could not ride to battle with you.” he retorted gently, “Thor...There is no reason for me not to go. Please do not make me stay. I want to be able to protect you when you are not paying good enough attention.” The last words were said with a small smile on Loki’s face.
Thor couldn’t help but smile at that. “That does nothing to ease my fears my love.”
“I know,” Loki said. He untangled himself from Thor’s grasp and walked over to their bed. He glanced over his shoulder at the other man before slipping his robe off, and slipping into the bed.
The man smiled at his lover and walked over to the bed. He shed his own robe, and got in beside Loki. The dark haired man sighed in contentment and snuggled up against Thor’s side. “You must let me have my revenge Thor,” He whispered looking up at him.
The thunderer looked down at Loki, and raised a brow, “What do you mean Loki,”
“For our child.”
Ah. Thor understood now why Loki had been so adamant on going. They had, had this conversation many, many times before when they had found out the war with the Jotun would be inevitable. He had seen the look in Loki’s eye, and he had know there would be now talking him out of it. Loki wanted to take revenge for the child that Laufey had killed.
Leaning over he pressed a kiss to Loki’s lips and nodded, “Alright Loki.” he whispered, “But please. I beg you. Please be careful.”
A mischievous grin spread across the other mans face, “When am I not?”
-x-
Thor woke in the middle of the night to the sound of thunder. He sat up quickly and looked out the window as lightning flashed across the sky. He glanced to his side, to see Loki gone. A wave of panic rushed over him until he saw a dim glow coming from the room adjoining theirs. Thor grabbed his robe, and slipped it on before walking the short distance to the room, and peering inside.
The room was lit with a few candles, that cast strange shapes on the wall. They didn’t give off much light but Thor could easily make out Loki standing in the center of the room. His long hair was pulled back in a mid pony tail-so to stay out of his face-and his eye’s were soft as he looked down at the small bundle in his arms.
Thor smiled softly as he watched Loki sooth their young child. Frey was still very young, but old enough that she did not need the constant attention of her mother. Loki leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the child’s head, and whispered something before setting her back in her bed. Frey didn’t so much as stir, and Loki watched her for a moment longer before glancing at Thor and smiling.
“The thunder scared her.” he said looking back at Frey.
She looked so much like the both of them. She had a soft head of dirty blond hair, and green eyes. She was smaller and thinner than most children, but she had the attitude to make up for it. She was the most beautiful thing either man had laid eyes, despite the hardship she had put Loki through.
Thor nodded and glanced back out at the window. “It woke me as well.”
Loki walked over to Thor and tilted his head, “I find this fitting weather for the night before we go to war.”
Thor nodded, “Yes...but please do not let us talk about it.” He said, “Come back to bed with me.”
Loki glanced once more at Fray’s crib before nodding and following the other man back into their own room. Once again he shed his robe, but this time before either man could slip into the bed Loki wrapped his arms around Thor’s strong neck and pulled him into a kiss. “I love you Thor,” He said against his lips.
The thunderer moaned softly, “I love you as well.”
“Show me.”
Thor grinned and wrapped his large arms around Loki’s thin, yet muscular waist. He nuzzled the smaller mans neck gently, kissing and nipping at the skin. He loved the soft sounds Loki made. They were all the encouragement Thor would ever need. Turning slowly he pushed Loki down on the bed leaning down and pressing gentle kiss to his collar bone.
He lazily kissed Loki, exploring his mouth eagerly. No matter how many times Thor kissed the other man, he would never stop loving the taste of him. Loki tasted like winter and of freshly fallen slow. It was addicting to the other man. He couldn’t get enough of it.
Thor scooted Loki to the center of the bed, and crawled on top of him. Loki wrapped his pale, slender legs around Thor’s waist and pulled him closer, letting the other man feel is erection. Thor grinned and rolled his hips slowly giving Loki a taste of what was to come.
Loki reached up and carded a hand through Thor’s golden locks, and smiled up at him. “Make this really good,” He moaned softly. “I want to remember the feeling of you in me tomorrow, as I go to battle.”
“As you wish,” Thor laughed, rolling his hips again.
Thor pulled away slightly and ran a hand down Loki’s chest. He would never get over how smooth Loki’s skin was. It was like the best silk. Even though Loki went to battle just as much as he, his kin always stays soft and smooth.
The thunderer glanced over and reached for the jar of oil they kept on the sizeable beside table. When he had a hold of it, he handed it to Loki and with a kiss said:
“Prepare yourself.”
It wasn’t an uncommon request. Thor liked to watch Loki’s fingers disappear inside his body, over, and over again. He loved seeing Loki stretch himself. In Thor opinion it was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen. Right next to Loki sucking his cock.
Loki grinned at the oil, and then at Thor before grabbing the jar and pulling it open. He pushed Thor away with one of his feet, as he slid three of his finger in. He made sure they were well coated before spreading his legs and pushing one of his fingers in. Loki made sure to keep eye contact with the other man as he pushed the first finger to the knuckle.
He curled the finger and moaned softly before pushing the second finger in. His breath hitched and he clenched the bedspread beside him as he spread the two fingers. He spent more time with the second finger. Slowly spreading himself, making sure Thor saw everything. By the time he added the third finger both of their cock’s were leaking heavily.
Loki finally broke eye contact when the third finger was in. He moaned loudly, and let his head fall back, his eyes shutting in pleasure. “Gods I want you to touch me.” He groaned, “I want you inside me, so bad.”
And how could Thor ignore his lovers plea. He gripped Loki’s wrist and slowly pulled the fingers out. He coated his palm with oil and slicked up his cock as quickly as he could before pushing the head into Loki’s tight body. The other man hissed in delicious pleasure and wrapped his legs back around Thors hips.
Thor pushed his engorged flesh slowly into Loki. Inch, by inch so the other man could feel everything. And everything Loki felt. He wanted the other man in him now, but it seemed Thor was going to be taking his time. Finally Thor was buried deep within him. And If felt so damn good! Both men let out dual moans of pleasure. This never got old.
Loki draped his arms over Thor’s shoulder, and ran his nails over the skin as Thor slowly pulled his cock out. Sparks of pleasure ran up and down his body, as Thor snapped his hips back to meet Loki’s rump.
There is no real rhythm for this coupling. Every time Loki thought he’d found one to go by, Thor changed it. It doesn’t bother him, because no matter what rhythm Thor chose it still feel incredibly good to him. He has to clamp down on his lip with his teeth to keep from shouting. He didn’t want to wake up Fray again, so he bit his lip till it bled.
Thor kissed Loki, giving him a better distraction as he thrust into him. It feels like Thor is trying to split him open, and honestly he doesn’t mind because it feels to damn good, and Loki doesn’t want it to stop.
But then again he does. His cock is painfully hard, and leaking, and all he wants is release. Every time he reaches down for his throbbing cock, Thor pushes his hand away. After the third time of Loki trying to touch himself Thor grabbed his hands and twined there finger together. Loki moaned and arched against Thor trying to get friction from the other man. He needed his release!
“Thor!” He gasps when Thor’s rhythm slows to nothing more than shallow thrusts. “Thor, please don’t stop,” he begs as he cracks his eyes open. He’s aware what a sight he must be, covered in sweat, his hair a right mess, and begging, but he doesn’t care. He wants Thor to move.
Thor leaned down and pressed a kiss to Loki’s lips, “I love you Loki,” he moaned against them.
“Ah,” Loki moaned when the other man nips at his ear, “I love you too Thor. But please...please move.”
“Say you’ll marry me.”
That caught the other man off guard. Shaking his head in an attempt to clear it, he looked up at him, “What?”
“After we get back from fighting...say you will marry me.” His words are soft, and breathy but Loki understood them perfectly.
“You want me to marry you?”
Thor nods, “Please Loki,” he whispered, giving a small jerk of his hips, “Say yes.”
Loki’s eyes roll into the back of his head and he moans, “Yes,” He finally manages to pant out, when stars stop swimming in front of his eyes, “I’ll marry you Thor,”
Thor grins and presses a kiss to Loki’s swollen ones. “Thank you.” he moans into his mouth, “Thank you!”
The larger man lets go of one of Loki’s hands and before Loki can reach it, Thor wrapped one of his large battle calloused hands around him. Loki jerked and moaned, biting Thor’s lip in surprise. Above him Thor laughs and picks up his pace. His hand moves at the same speed, and now all Loki can do is hold on.
He comes harder than he can ever remember in Thors hand. His body shudders, and he moans as Thor’s thrusting becomes harder and more erratic. In no time Thor is shooting his seed deep into Loki, and the man feels complete, and content. Thor’s mouth is against his in the next second, hot, and demanding.
After the feeling of total euphoria wears off, Thor collapsed beside Loki. The dark haired man smiled at him before rolling over and cuddling against him. His body was wonderfully sore, and he felt satisfied. Now all he wanted to do was fall asleep in Thor’s tight embrace.
“I love you Thor,”
“Hmm,” Thor hummed happily as his blue eye’s traveled down to look at Loki, “I love you as well. You are my everything Loki.”
“And you mine,”
The two fell into a comfortable silence. Not quite asleep, yet not really awake. Thor once again looked down at Loki except rather than a smile on his face, there is a frown. “Tell me everything will be alright.”
Loki looked up at him suddenly, his eyes pained, “You know I cannot.”
“Why?”
Loki grinned and cuddled closer to Thor, “Because I will not lie to you.”
“Would you not give me false hope?”
Loki shook his head, “No.”
Thor was silent for a long moment, “Why?”
Loki chuckled softly, “I think you will be worse then Frey.” he mused absentmindedly, “I will not give you false hope because in my eye’s that is still lying to you.” He was silent for a moment, “I have not lied to you for a long while. Why would I do it now.”
“Because I asked it of you.”
Loki sat up and looked down at Thor. His green eye’s bore hard into the other man for a long moment before he finally sighed and looked down, “Everything will be alright.” He whispered.
Thor smiled despite the sinking feeling he got when the other man said those words. Everything would be alright. He would make it alright.
-x-
The fighting was finally over. The Frost Giants had been pushed back into their own realm and the people of Asgard were once again safe. The battle had been hard though. Harder than he had anticipated. Many brave Asgardian soldiers had been lost, but the loss of Frost Giants was greater by many.
Thor had yet to catch any sight of his lover, but he wasn’t worried. Loki was probably off chasing off the last of the Frost Giants that hadn’t heard the call of retreat. Thor was making his way back to the camp they had set up for the healers, when he was suddenly confronted by a young messenger boy.
The boy was panting and wheezing when he came to stop in front of the king, and Thor put a hand on his shoulder, “Your highness!” He gasped out, “It is Loki sire!”
The trip to the healers tent was a blur. Thor didn’t know if he was in shock or if it was fear that made it so, all he knew was that when he came upon the healers tent he burst through and looked around for his brother.
The closest healer-a young man with short dirty blond hair-saw him and gestured for him to go into the adjoining tent. Thor nodded his thanks and hurried as he walked through the closed flaps.
On the other side of the flaps there was a single stretcher, where his brother laid. A healer was standing beside him, but when she saw him she bowed her head and hurried out. Thor stepped towards the bed and looked down at Loki.
His face was pale, and there were dried flecks of blood on his face. On the side of his head, right were his hair line was there was a large gash. It looked like he had been hit hard on the head by something large and blunt. Slowly he reached out and ran a gentle hand down the uninjured side of his face, “Loki?”
The man drew in a ragged breath, before pulling his eye’s open. They were unfocused at first, but after a moment he looked up at Thor as crocked smile on his face, “Thor,” he whispered back.
“What happened?” he asked his voice only breaking once.
“I got my revenge?”
“You killed Laufey?”
Loki’s eyes clouded over with pain, and sadness, “I wish,” he breathed, “No...But I did make him feel what it was like to lose a child.”
Thor’s brows pulled together, “What do you mean,”
“I kill my brother.” he whispered his eye’s closing, “His favorite.”
“Loki open your eyes.”
Loki pulled his eyes open again, and he smiled at the other man, “I was just resting them.” he said, “I am so tiered.” it was more of an afterthought than anything
Panic filled Thor. Gingerly he raised the sheet that had been placed over the younger man. He winced when he saw the large gaping hole in his brothers stomach. His eyes closed and his bowed his head as he let the sheet fall back into place.
A soft hand touched his cheek and he looked up to see Loki watching him. “I told you not to have me lie to you.” He whispered, “We jinxed ourselves.”
“No.” Thor said putting his larger hand over Loki’s, “No.”
“Thor...”
“You are going to be alright.”
Loki shook his head, “I know as well as you that there is nothing that can be done.” He glanced down at his stomach, “All I feel now is cold.”
“No! Loki!” Thor panicked, “Do not speak like that!”
“Thor.” The words were said in a tone that commanded it be listened to, “There is nothing you can do. This is what was meant to happen, and I have accepted it. I need you-for my peace of mind-to accept it as well.”
Thor shook his head, “I cannot.” He sobbed brokenly.
“You can.”
Thor shook his head, “I do not want to.”
“But you must...for Frey.”
Thor gasped as he remember their daughter. She would need him now more than ever without Loki there. Tears streamed down his face and he pressed a kiss to Loki’s palm. “One more lie?”
Loki shook his head, “Not this time.” He whispered, “But you can have one more kiss.”
Thor smiled despite the tears and leaned down and pressed his lips against Loki’s. He still takes like winter, and freshly fallen snow, but he also tasted of blood. A sob wracked through Thor’s body, as he pressed his forehead against “I love you so much.”
“I love you too Thor.” He said his voice softer, “And make sure Frey knows how much I loved her too.” he said suddenly. “I want her to know that I did not intentionally leave her...or you.”
Thor nodded, “Of corse,” he whispered, “I promise.”
Loki nodded weakly, “Good.” They were silent for a long time. Each taking in the last moments they had together. Loki looked over at the other man and let out a soft breath, “Stay with me?”
Thor blinked and pressed his lips against Loki’s once more, “You didn’t even have to ask.”
In the end it didn’t take long. Loki held Thor’s hand and the two talked softly, till it became to hard for him to speak. Then they sat in silence, each dreading the moment that they knew would come.
Before Loki’s light faded out he squeezed Thors hand causing the other man to look up at him. I love you Thor he mouthed. Thor leaned in to give him one more kiss but Loki was already gone.
“Loki?” he ran a hand across the cold face. “Loki?” He pressed a kiss against Loki’s brow, tears falling down his face freely. He had known was it was to loose someone. But never had it been a lover, and a brother. He stared into Loki’s flat green eyes wishing that this was just another prank.
The reality of it really his him, when a healer walked in. She glanced at him, and bowed her head before walking over to Loki’s body and checking for a pulse. The healer glanced once more at Thor before grabbing the sheet, and pulling it over Loki’s face.
“I am sorry Sire,” The healer whispered softly before leaving.
And that was it...Loki was gone...
-x-
As soon as he got back home he changed out of his battle worn clothes and ran to his daughters room. The nursemaid stood up and smiled at the king-having not heard the news of the fallen prince-and handed Frey to him. Thor cradled the child with the tenderest of care and pressed a gentle kiss to the child’s head.
“I love you Frey,” He whispered against her head. Frey cooed softly her green eyes looking up at him in love, and adoration. A tear rolled down Thor’s face and he squeezed his eye’s shut. “Your mother loves you too. More than you will ever know.”
Fray would grow into a skilled sorceress, like her mother. She would be known not only for her bull headedness, and her love of mischief but for her resemblance to her mother. Thor would love her more than anything in the world, and while at times he was far to overbearing, she couldn’t blame him. She was all he had.
END...
A/N: I am under the strong impression that every once in a while I need to write something sad. I am by no means a death fic person, but I do need to write them to keep everything in order. I hope you enjoyed, feedback is loved, and all mistakes are mine :)