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Loki's Redemption	By : annerp Category: Marvel Verse Movies > no category yet Views: 16152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 37
Shelia gives Loki an admonishing look, “Stop, Loki, you already told me of your heritage. You are not a monster. No matter what you were made to believe. Is our child to be a monster?”
Loki is mortified, "No! Of course not!"
"Then I don't want to hear any more about being a monster," she admonishes.
Loki nods, but continues,“there is more you must know. I was born to King Laufey as an heir, but was abandoned during a battle with Odin’s armies. Odin took me in and transformed me to appear Asgardian then raised me as his son.”
“Did you know? Did you know that you were not Odin’s son?” She asks him.
“I only recently discovered the truth.”
“How did you find out? Did Odin tell you?”
“No, it was only when I touched a relic of the Jotunheim and reverted to my true Jotun form that I discovered the truth.”
“And now? Can you turn into that now?
He shakes his head quickly not wanting to show his true self, but tells her, “I can.”
She thinks for a moment and then tells him, “show me.”
“Don’t ask that of me. Please. You don’t know what you are asking.”
“Show me Loki,” she tells him more firmly.
He stands and looks away as a golden light travels up his body, changing him, transforming him. Shelia has to hold back a gasp as she takes in the sight of him. His skin has turned a dark shade of blue and there are even darker ridges covering his body. Some appear decorative, others are more pronounced and seem to be for protection over vulnerable parts of his body like living armor. He keeps his head turned away and will not look at her, afraid to see her reaction, to face the revulsion he knows she must be feeling. What he himself is feeling.
When she approaches him he tries to step away, but she moves closer and closes the distance between them. Then she reaches up to touch his face. Quickly he jerks back “Don’t! Don’t touch me!”
It is only now that he is facing her that she finally sees his eyes. The dark red, so much like blood. They frighten her and she has to stop herself from shrinking back, but she does pull her hand back to her chest. She can see the hurt on his face and as she adjusts to the unnaturalness of the red eyes, she can see the deep sadness they hold. They are alien, but it is still Loki, still her love. Shelia steps forward again and once again reaches her hand out. “Loki….”
Again he moves away, circling the desk to put it between them. “No Shelia, you can’t… In this form… You cannot touch me…. “ he trails off.
Furrowing her brow she looks him over again, “I don’t understand. Why can’t I touch you? What are you afraid of?”
Loki looks down unwilling to meet her gaze any longer. "If you touch me, the cold will hurt you.”
“Can’t you control it?”
“Of course not!” Loki snaps at her. “Are you satisfied? Had your fill?” He sneers as the light travels over his body again and he is back to his Asgardian form.
Shelia is persistent though. “But you don’t hurt me in this form.”
Loki only stares at her. Truthfully he expected her to be disgusted when she saw him, to be frightened. Instead she seems curious and other than the slight hesitation when he first looked at her, her reaction has been better than he could have ever hoped for. He knew that eventually he would have to reveal his true nature, but he had hoped it would not be for some while. “You don’t hurt me in this form,” she tries again.
“That’s because I am able to control it in this form, Asgardians are not cold,” he finally responds.
“But it’s still you, no matter what form you are in. You use your magic to change right?”
Loki looks at her trying to figure out where she is going with this.
Shelia takes his silence as an invitation to continue, “Can you not use your magic to somehow not hurt me? Or….. you healed me already….” she says moving her hand up to her neck.
He is shocked at what she is suggesting. Partly because it never occurred to him to try and control the freezing temperature of his skin, but more because she actually wants to touch him in his Jotun form. “Will you try? Loki, I love you. Please let me touch you.”
In answer he steps back as the golden light travels up his body again. He closes his eyes and concentrates his magic trying to increase the temperature of his skin. When he feels it is enough, he looks at his beloved and gives a slight nod. Tentatively Shelia reaches her hand out towards his arm, but holds back just from making contact. She is suddenly nervous, but when she looks up into Loki’s eyes, she know he needs this as much, if not more, than she does. She lowers her hand and gently strokes down his arm. Loki closes his eyes as relief washes over him. Tension that he didn’t know he was holding suddenly leaves his body as a small groan escapes his mouth.
For her part, Shelia is fascinated by the feel of him. His skin is slightly colder than normal, but what really intrigues her are the dark ridges that cover his skin. She traces her finger tips along his arm and down across his inner elbow, then moves to feel the more pronounced areas on his chest. When her hands trace along the larger protrusions along his hips, Loki’s eyes fly open and he pulls her forward into a forceful kiss. Shelia leans into the kiss closing the distance between their bodies as she runs her hands along the patterns on his back. His mouth is cold, colder than his skin and his tongue is like ice as it plunges into her mouth, but she doesn’t pull back. When he reaches up to run his hand along her neck she shivers from his touch. Her hands are becoming uncomfortable the longer they make contact with his skin and then it begins. The slow burn and ache in her fingertips. He breaks the kiss and can see her breath as she exhales. She brings her hands in front of her and begins to wring them together trying to warm them.
In his lust, his control has slipped. Any further and he will surely hurt her. This time he reluctantly changes back. As soon as he does, Shelia is on him. Pulling him to the bed. She quickly rids herself of her bed clothes and begins pulling down Loki’s own sleep pants to reveal his aching need. Soon he is rutting away within her, lost in her warmth. Knowing he will not last long, he raises up on his knees and begins to use his fingers to help her towards her own release while he continues to drive into her. Her release comes with a long low moan while she clutches at his arms. Moments later he spills his seed deep within her then collapses beside her to catch his breath.
With a smile she looks to her lover, “we will work on your control.”
Loki doesn’t respond. The distraction had been needed, but now in the quiet, his mind turns back to his mother.
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