The Lover's Secret
Fandral wasn't sure for how long they were standing in the training ring, kissing ferociously and far too vulnerable for any eyes to see them, before he suddenly found himself collapsing back on a bed with Loki straddling his hips.
Loki smirked at Fandral's bemused look before leaning down and capturing Fandral's lips in a fierce kiss. Fandral returned the kiss just as fiercely, wrapping his arms around Loki's waist and pulling his cool body even closer to his. Loki hummed in approval and allowed Fandral to push his tongue inside his mouth, chuckling against Fandral's open mouth as he lets out a moan once Loki slides his tongue against his. Fandral ran his hands down Loki's waist, gripping his ass possessively and squeezing the firm cheeks tightly. Loki moaned and broke the kiss, moving to bite and kiss at Fandral's neck.
"Fuck." Fandral groaned.
"In a minute." Loki promised, snaking a hand down between them and palming at Fandral's crotch before quickly unfastening Fandral's trousers enough until he was able to pull out his half hard cock. Fandral groaned loudly when Loki's tongue swirled around the head of his cock before he wrapped his cool lips around it, humming softly and sending vibrations through Fandral's cock that caused him to arch off of the bed slightly, one of his hands going to wrap around Loki's long braid. Loki let out another hum of laughter as he opened his mouth a little wider to take in more of Fandral into his mouth.
"Fuck, Loki..." Fandral moaned as he tried to resist grabbing Loki's head and thrusting into that sinful mouth roughly until he came. But Loki was making it increasingly difficult as he kept taking more of Fandral into his mouth, making lewd sounds as he did so. Hollowing out his cheeks as he moved his head up and down until Fandral could feel Loki's throat constricting around the tip of his cock, letting out a pleasurable moan, trying not to come down Loki's throat. But it seemed as if that was exactly what Loki wanted him to do as he moved his head up and down faster while he rubbed Fandral's balls across his hand.
"Loki!" Fandral groaned before throwing his head back and coming down Loki's throat.
Loki sucked him down greedily before pulling off of Fandral's cock with a lewd pop. Fandral watched dazedly as Loki chased any excess come from around his mouth with his tongue before turning a smug gaze towards Fandral, sitting back against Fandral's thighs and tracing the slight muscles on Fandral's stomach with cool and slender blue fingers. "Did you enjoy that?" Loki asked, a bit smug as well.
Instead of answering Fandral simply cupped the side of Loki's face and pulled him down for a kiss, chasing the taste of himself out of Loki's mouth. Loki moaned at the feel of Fandral's tongue sliding against his own as he moved his hands up towards Fandral's chest before letting out a surprised gasp when he was flipped over so that Fandral was now on top of him. Loki gave him a bewildered look before letting out a breathy moan as Fandral moved a knee in between Loki's thighs. Loki let his legs fall open so that Fandral could settle between them and he immediately started sucking a bruise on the hollow of Loki's throat, delighting in the breathier little moans Loki let out.
He loved him.
Loki started to roughly tear off Fandral's tunic while Fandral quickly slipped his trousers off, throwing them over the bed before reaching down to yank Loki's red loincloth off. Loki let out a little chuckle before Fandral shut him with a fierce kiss, wanting no more teasing. Just him. Just Loki.
He loved him.
Loki opened his legs a little wider, taking a hold of Fandral's cock and guiding it into inside him, both letting out low moans as soon as Fandral was fully seated inside of Loki. Loki lay there on the bed, panting, as he gripped tightly onto Fandral's shoulders as he looked down at his slightly purple face, recognizing it for the blush that it was. It made Loki look absolutely stunning.
"Oh," Loki whimpered, "you're not nearly as big as Thor was but I must still be a little sore from-"
"Don't mention last night. Or Thor. None of that matters. Just you and me, Loki. Just you and me." Fandral said, giving a little twist of his hips that caused Loki to gasp. "Just you and me... Prince Loki."
"Just Loki." Loki gasped, grabbing onto Fandral's face and looking at him with the softest and most vulnerable gaze that Fandral had ever seen on him as he gave another roll of his hips. "Just Loki," Loki said again as he wrapped his legs around Fandral's waist, "please. Just Loki."
Loki Laufeyson. The third, youngest, and smallest prince of Jotunheim. Son of King Laufey and King Consort Farbauti.
Loki. Prince consort and husband of the crown prince of Asgard, Thor Odinson.
Loki. Just Loki.
"Loki." Fandral breathed, leaning down to kiss Loki's horn, his forehead, his eyelids, his nose, cheeks, and finally lips.
He loved him. He loved Loki.
Fandral continued picked up the pace of his thrusts, gripping Loki's waist tightly, mindful not to leave any marks or bruises on his skin, and moving it to match his thrusts. Becoming more and more encouraged by the scratches he could feel Loki clawing against his back and the noises that were coming out of his mouth.
"Ah! Fandral! Faster! Faster, please! I'm so close! Fandral!" Loki cried out as with every thrust that Fandral gave hit him deep inside and left him seeing stars. He started meeting Fandral's thrusts and moved one of his hands to his hard and leaking cock as he dug his heels into the small of Fandral's back, urging him to move faster and deeper inside him. There was nothing but the wet and lewd sound of skin hitting skin and their heavy breathing and moans. After one particularly loud shout from Loki, signaling that he had come, Fandral leaned closely over him, still thrusting into Loki's oversensitive and trembling body as he chased his own completion. He wrapping his arms tightly under his shoulders and buried his nose against the crook of Loki's neck, breathing in his sweet scent. He could feel himself coming close and made to pull out of Loki, unwilling to even risk getting Thor's husband pregnant, but Loki had other ideas. He held on to Fandral's shoulders and hooked his heels against his ass, urging him on and keeping him in place before leaning his head up slightly to place his cool lips against Fandral's ear.
"Come in me, Fandral. It's all right, love." Loki whispered against his ear and Fandral shut his eyes, his hips stuttering slightly and holding on tighter to Loki. Wanting to but knowing that he shouldn't. At least not that. But Loki wasn't done. "It's safe. I want to feel all of you, Fandral. It's safe." And then he licked Fandral's ear before moving to kiss Fandral on the lips, slipping his tongue in.
Fandral kissed him back roughly, snapping his hips roughly and fast into Loki, spurned on by the muffled moans and gasps Loki was letting out, before he finally came deep inside him with a loud groan against Loki's mouth, kissing him deeply before pulling away and carefully resting his forehead against Loki's, mindful of his horns. They lay together like that, Fandral on top of Loki and still inside him with Loki running his fingers through Fandral's hair. Fandral ended up pressing gentle kisses against Loki's face, feeling completely at ease.
"That was lovely." Loki echoed his thought and massaging the back of Fandral's neck, cooling his flushed skin. Fandral moved to kiss Loki and they kissed deeply and passionately for quite some time before Loki started to push Fandral back and breaking the kiss. "I should get going before Thor returns to our rooms and finds that I'm not there."
Thor...
"Oh don't look so glum." Loki scoffed, pushing Fandral's hair off of his face and sitting up, motioning for Fandral to slip out of him. He did and Loki shivered a bit as he felt some of Fandral's come dripping out of him. He sighed before facing Fandral, a bit annoyed by how glum the warrior was acting. "Fandral."
"We shouldn't have done this." Fandral muttered.
"Bit late for that." Loki scoffed as he swung his legs over the bed and bent down and started to gather his clothes and things, making sure not to leave anything behind as he started to get dressed while Fandral sulked. "I for one," Loki began in a dignified voice, "don't regret sharing this moment with you. I wanted it just as much as you surely did."
"It doesn't matter what I wanted this was a betrayal. Thor is one of my closest friends and my future king and I betrayed him." Fandral ran an agitated hand through his hair, slightly pulling at it as what he had done fully settled against his conscience.
"I don't see how," Loki said and Fandral couldn't help but feel slightly irritated by how unrepentant Loki seemed, "Thor and I aren't in love."
"You're still his husband. You just married him last night!"
"Because I was forced to just as he was!" Loki snapped, now looking furious. "We may have been given some time to get to know each other before we had to marry but that doesn't change the fact that there is no love. This isn't what I wanted and just because I was forced into this for 'the good of our two kingdoms' doesn't mean I don't get to do what I want and I want to experience love!"
There was a heavy silence after Loki's outburst with Loki looking furious but determined and Fandral stunned, looking intently at Loki with his mouth open before letting his hands fall onto his lap. "You love me?"
Loki scoffed and waved a hand over himself and Fandral watched sadly as the lovely flush went away and Loki's hair neatened itself, making him look as if he had done nothing more then sit by the window reading a book. "Don't rush things, Fandral, we don't know each other well enough for that. Not yet anyways."
"What-" Fandral started to say but Loki interrupted him with a kiss, cradling his face and deepening the kiss, smirking, when Fandral responded to him immediately.
"I'm choosing you." Loki said in a soft voice when they pulled apart, rubbing his thumbs along Fandral's cheeks.
"But, Thor-"
"I won't love him." Loki said with conviction. "I know that. There is no love in arranged marriages and our father's were, and still are, enemies. I will never love Thor and he will never love me but I won't let that stop me from trying to pursue it or to at least get the closest thing to love."
Fandral pulled his face out of Loki's grasp at this and frowned at him. "You intend to keep me as a concubine?"
Loki shrugged. "I'm sure Thor is allowed to."
"He's not. He wouldn't. And I'm no-"
"Forgive me if I'm wrong Fandral," Loki interrupted, "but don't you have a reputation for sleeping with whoever you want?"
"That's different." Fandral spluttered.
"Because you only sleep with a person once and you've already had me twice and wish to have me again?" Loki teased, leaning forward to kiss Fandral again, smirking when Fandral glared at him but didn't move back.
"I've never been with anyone who was married, much less to someone who's married to a close friend of mine."
Loki rolled his eyes and moved to sit on Fandral's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing the tip of his nose. "And yet you say that after you've fucked me." Fandral let out a loud sigh and found himself gathering Loki up in his arms and resting his forehead against his shoulder. Loki held him close and hummed a soothing tone as Fandral stayed quiet and thought to himself. And all he could really think about was just how much he wanted Loki at the moment and how much he still did. But he also couldn't let go of this guilt that Loki had pointed out was a bit late after he got caught up in the moment and let himself be overcome by his lust for Loki. And maybe that's what Loki fell into as well.
"You don't love me," He muttered against Loki's shoulder, "you lust after me."
"Just as you do for me." Loki agreed and Fandral couldn't argue. "But I can see myself loving you."
"Thor is your husband." Fandral reminded him stubbornly.
"I don't have to love my husband, merely give him an heir." Loki answered before turning his face to place a kiss against Fandral's temple as he tightened his grip on Loki. He wanted him for himself, even if he couldn't have him and the thought of Loki's belly growing with someone else's child, with Thor's, didn't sit right with him. He had no right to feel that, but it felt like he did.
"I wished we never left that cave."
Loki laughed and moved so that he could look into Fandral's face. "It would have been lovely. Staying in that cave and pretending I was not a prince promised away to another. I would have chosen you if I had the choice. But that doesn't mean we can't have this again. We can still be together."
"In secret. And while continuing to betray Thor." Fandral pointed out again, truly unable to let that go. He already betrayed Thor twice, once unknowingly but he still counted it. But to keep betraying Thor when he knew it was wrong... could he really do that?
"Am I not worth it? I'm good at keeping secrets Fandral. No one will ever know." Loki promised as he placed a soft kiss against his lips.
"But I'm not." Fandral moaned.
"You'll learn." Loki promised moving to kiss Fandral again and he let him. He wanted this. He really did. It was wrong but he wanted this. Wanted Loki. And if Loki wanted him as well why couldn't he have him? Loki was right, Thor didn't love him. But he did and he shared that moment in the cave first. Loki was already his.
Loki let out a surprised gasp as Fandral flipped him so he was lying on his back on the bed, giggling when Fandral started to kiss at his neck.
"Should I take this as a yes? That you'll have me again whenever I want you? That you'll let yourself belong to me and only me?" Loki asked breathlessly, arching into Fandral's touch and letting out a moan when Fandral ripped off his loincloth.
"Yes." Fandral breathed against Loki's skin. "I'm yours and you're mine."
"Good." Loki smiled and opened his legs to Fandral once again.
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After they had sex two more times Loki had no choice but to leave as he had promised Thor he would meet him for lunch and he knew he had to bathe before then. "Another time." Loki promised, kissing Fandral and disappearing in a wave of his hands. It was only after he had gone that Fandral realized they had been in his own room. How Loki knew where he stayed he had no clue but it was probably the more discreet location for them to spend time together. And they would. Several more times for as long as both of them wanted.
Fandral pushed himself off of his bed, stretching slightly, as he went to wash up. He pushed away the guilt forming in the pit of his stomach and simply focused on the thrill of being Loki's lover. Of Loki being his lover. It wasn't the most ideal situation but Loki was right, he wanted him. Loki wanted him. No one needed to know. It would be their secret and Fandral will do his best to keep it.