Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Immortal Legacy: Chapter One: He Named Me Rhiannon

Chapter 1: He Named Me Rhiannon
            For as long I could remember, I had lived in Asgard even though it was not where I was born. I was originally from Midgard, but I had no memory of my life there. No one knows if my lack of memories was because I had been young when I left or because of the trauma I had endured. I do not remember when I was brought to Asgard to live in the palace of the King, but Loki has told me the story many times in my life.

            I was six or seven years old when I was found and brought here. There has never been agreement on just how old I was. I had lived in a small isolated village in the mountains. The place was rather self-sufficient and had little contact with the rest of the world as there was no need to. For some unknown reason, we had drawn the attention of a race known as the Jotnar who decided to attack one day to take whatever it was they wanted. This drew the attention of the Asgardians who sent Thor and four other warriors to put an end to it. My entire village ended up dead, including my family. I was found under the cellar stairs by Fandral when it was all over. He had apparently heard my crying and followed the sound to my house. He did not know what to do with me, so he took me to Thor. Thor knew such a young child could not survive alone and it was many miles to another village. He decided to take me along with them back to Asgard to seek the advice of his father the King.

            I remember nothing of being presented to the King; it is all Loki's account of events. He was present in the throne room when they returned.

            "We have returned victorious Father. It was only a small group of Jotnar who attacked and they have been put down. Unfortunately all of the villagers were lost except this little one," Thor announced.

            He sat me on my feet at the foot of the stairs leading to the throne. Loki said I stood there quietly sucking on my finger while Thor and Odin argued my fate. Odin was insisting I be taken back to one of the other villages to live with a Midgard family. Thor argued there were no other nearby villages and there were other Midgardians who lived there and served the King. It was finally Queen Frigga who put an end to the disagreement, "She is still a baby. We cannot send her back to fend for herself. Thor can return in disguise to see if he can locate any of her extended family while she stays with a family of our servants. If he finds any of them, she can be delivered to them at that time."

            Queen Frigga approached me, kneeled down to be at eye level to me, cupped my little frightened face in her hands and asked, "What is your name Dear?"

            I did not answer her. She waited patiently for a few minutes, before rising and saying, "This poor child has been so traumatized she cannot speak. She is definitely staying here for a while. She needs to get cleaned up and eat a hot meal. That will do a lot to make her feel better."

            Loki then came forward and volunteered to take me to the servants' quarters. He took my hand to lead me away, but I refused to move. He leaned over and picked me up, then left the throne room. As we went down hallways and downstairs, winding our way to the basement servants' quarters, Loki tried to talk to me, "So what is your name sweetheart? You can tell me, I will not tell anyone until you are ready for them to know."

            I remained silent. "You are a beautiful little girl. I have never seen such curly red hair and bright blue eyes. You will grow up to be a very beautiful woman."

            I still did not respond. "Oh well. You stay quiet for as long as you need to Darling. I will see to it that you are bathed, dressed warmly and fed well."

            He said I clung to his neck like I was terrified to let go of him. When we finally arrived at the chambers of the family I was to stay with, Loki explained the situation to them and the woman, Paige, agreed to take care of me. He brought me to the bedroom I would share with her two daughters, who were not there at the moment. He tried to put me down but I refused to let go. I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him and began whimpering. He made one last attempt to extract himself from my grasp, but I began to scream.

            "All right Darling. You do not have to stay. You can go with me."

            He exited the chambers without offering an explanation to Paige as to why I was still with him and took me to his own chambers. He sent his servant to get me some hot soup while he successfully sat me on his sofa. He kneeled down in front of me, "I suppose you want to stay with me?"

            I nodded my head, but remained silent. "I guess I have a new little charge. Father will not be pleased with this turn of events."

            As I waited for my meal, I looked around his chambers. They have changed little over the years. The room was massive compared to the servants' quarters we'd just left, but considerably smaller than the throne room. The floor was dark wood that was highly waxed and shinned to the point that it barely looked like wood while the ceiling soared way up above my head. The walls were a deep charcoal grey that was nearly black, but not quite. All of the furniture in the room was dark colored wood; the sofa on which I sat was dark wood and deep wine red silk fabric. The two chairs that sat across from it matched it perfectly. The drapes that hung at the large windows were the same shade of red silk.

            His enormous bed was on the far side of the room, opposite of the lounge area. It was a large four poster bed covered in black silk sheets and a light blanket made of a few layers of woven linen that had been died a deep shade of red like the silk of his heavy drapes and furniture. Later I would learn that the designs carved into the head and foot board, as well as the posts, was serpents. The detail of the carving was such that the serpents had scales clearly visible. Such a bed should frighten a young child, but oddly, I found it comforting. I thought of the serpents as protecting me rather than something to be feared.

            Even the packed tall bookcases behind the sofa where I was sitting were a deep wood color. They lined the entire back wall and half of the one to my left and were considerably taller than Loki; he had to use a small step ladder to reach the top shelves. They stopped a good distance away from the large stone fireplace that was currently unused. When there was a fire in it in the winter, it warmed the whole room nicely. There were lamps of many different kinds scattered throughout the room and mounted on the walls.

            His servant soon returned with the soup and a small loaf of fresh, hot bread. I sat at the table and ate hungrily. Loki sat across from me and watched. Before I finished eating, his Mother entered his chambers to find out why I was not with the family I was sent to.

            "I took her there Mother, but she refused to let go of me. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and started screaming. I did not know what else to do. What harm would it be for her to stay with me for a while?"

            "Loki, you know nothing about taking care of a child."

            "It is not like she is in diapers. I bathe her, feed her, and entertain her; it does not seem that complicated to me. Is love not the most important thing she needs? I have plenty of that to give to her."

            "Do you love this child already?"

            "How could I not? She is so beautiful and yet sad. There is also just this strange magnetic charm she seems to possess. I want to make her happy. I want to take that sadness out of her eyes. The poor thing has no one now and who knows what she saw during that...slaughter of her village. I know what it means to feel lonely and I do not want her to live that way. Mother, please let me take care of her."

            "I will do what I can to intercede with your Father. You should find a maid to bathe her and take care of those needs."


            "Loki, she is a little girl. It just would not be appropriate."

            "If you insist; I will find someone."

            She kissed his forehead and then mine before leaving. He turned to me and said, "I will go find a female servant to bathe you. I will not be gone long at all, so please do not get upset again."

            He then left the room and minutes later a woman with long dark hair and a green dress returned. She crossed the room and kneeled before me. "My name is Lekiah and I am here to bathe you and get you ready for bed. Is that all right with you?"

            I took her hand and followed her to the bathroom where she drew me a warm bath in a gigantic, black marble, oval shaped tub with brass fixtures and undressed me while it filled. I was standing on a large, soft, thick rug that was the same wine red as the fabrics in the bedroom. This room was much smaller than the combined bedroom and lounge area, but was still a lot larger than the servants' area I was supposed to be in. She then went to a cabinet, made of a dark wood just like the other furniture and got out a big fluffy, black towel as well as a bottle of liquid soap. She then turned off the water and helped me into the tub. She washed my body and hair with the soap that had a heavenly scent of roses. She left me in the water for a few minutes while she went into the other room. Soon she returned with a white nightgown and helped me to get out of tub. She thoroughly dried my body and hair with the towel and then pulled the nightgown down over my nudity. It was made of the softest cloth I had ever felt. To this day, all of my nightgowns are made of it.

            Lekiah then took me to the bed where she brushed out my hair, then tucked me under silky sheet and warm blanket. "Loki will be back in a few minutes. I will let him know that you are all cleaned up and in bed."

            She kissed my forehead and then left. Loki returned within minutes of her leaving. He kissed my forehead too and said, "Sleep well Darling. You will feel better in the morning."

            I drifted off to sleep, but my sleep was filled with nightmares. I awoke screaming. Loki was immediately at my side to comfort me. I eventually calmed down and fell back to sleep in his arms. He lay next to me all night long and held me close. That was how I slept every night for months. Even when I did not start out my night in Loki's arms, I ended it that way. I would have nightmares that woke me with screams of terror if I was not in his arms. He was the only thing that kept my nightmares at bay. Every time something terrible would come after me, he would charge in and fight it off, saving me from the monsters that haunted me. He was my savior.

            I had lived in the palace of Asgard for two months when Loki once again attempted to ask me what my name was. "I do not know," I replied.

            I remember the look of happiness on his face when I spoke. He only replied, "You do not know or you do not remember?"

            I shrugged my shoulders. I was too young for it to make a difference to me. He asked, "Would you like for me to give you a name?"

            I clapped my hands excitedly and said, "Yes, please!"

            "Well...let us see...what would be a good name for you? It must be something befitting to such a beautiful little princess." He pondered it for a while.

After a few minutes, he said, "How about Rhiannon? Yes I think that would be a perfect name for you."

            "Rhiannon? I like it!"

            He grinned happily. "Rhiannon it is! You are my sweet little Rhiannon."

            He then leaned over and kissed my forehead softly.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Four Score

My best friend Amelia and I had made it to Shreveport Louisiana for my birthday. We were waiting in line outside of the movie studio with a couple dozen other women to get Tom Hiddleston's autograph and a photo with him. We knew he would be out soon since security had us all get in line; we were near the end so that we would hopefully get more time with Tom since he'd be nearly done. Even though it was my birthday and I wanted to be here, I was growing tired and rather bored. I looked around and realized we were easily the oldest two here; I was definitely the oldest. Hell I was older than Tom! I looked at Amelia, my younger, beautiful, best friend in the entire world. She had beautiful red-brown straight hair that came down just below her chin in a very stylish bob and brown eyes that were closer to the color of amber. She had a full voluptuous figure that I loved to admire. She was currently dressed in tight blue jeans and a cream colored low cut sweater as it was a bit chilly outside; it was early November after all. Her outfit accented her beautiful body perfectly. She also had full, sexy lips that a person would have to be crazy to not want to kiss. She was more to me than just a friend; I was in love and there was nothing I wanted more than to make her happy. That was the main reason I agreed to do this. I was getting impatient though; I sighed heavily and said, "Are you sure about this Mia? There's so many other women here...we don't have a chance!"

"Yes I'm sure. You're the most powerful witch in the known world. The rest of us had to learn the craft; you were born this way. We have the best chance of anyone! Look over there, I think that's Tom and he's coming this way."

I looked in the direction she was pointing and I definitely saw a tall man walking in our general direction, but he was still too far away for me to make out any details of his features. The girls in the front of the line, who were closer, began chattering excitedly. He soon disappeared from my view, but the noise in the front got louder so I assumed he had arrived. The line began to crawl forward. It seemed to be taking forever, but the line was finally dwindling and we were getting closer to the front and the awaited prized autograph and photo. I secretly hoped I had as much faith as Mia that I could get his attention and I really was as powerful as she believed me to be.

At long last we were face to face with that handsome British man. I handed him a burgundy leather bound edition of the Sonnets of Shakespeare to autograph. He ran his fingers slowly over the gold embossed letters on the cover and said, "This is beautiful. Where did you get it?"

He looked up into my eyes and I met his divine blue eyes with my own piercing emerald-eyed gaze. I silently willed everything in me for him to want to be with us. I felt the heat and vibrations rush through my body like it always did when I released the energy that way. I could see the look in his eyes change slightly, his pupils suddenly dilated slightly and he graced me with an enormous smile. I knew I'd succeeded, but how well remained to be seen. I smiled my sexiest smile and replied, "It was a birthday present that I just got today, so I haven't even had a chance to read it yet. I'm familiar with them of course, it's just been a while since I've read them."

"Oh, today is your birthday?"

"Yes, it is. My friend and I came here to see you before we go to New Orleans for the weekend."

"Oh...well, I've heard that's a great place to spend a birthday. So, who do I make this autograph out to?"

"Noelani. My name is Noelani," I replied as I watched him open the book to a blank page opposite the title page.

He decided against using the Sharpie in his hand, instead exchanging it for the pen in his shirt pocket. As he filled in a message and signed it he said, "Noelani is a lovely name. I don't think I've ever heard it before."

"Thank you. It's Hawaiian and means heavenly beauty."

He finished signing the book, handed it back to me and said, "Why yes, indeed you are."

I felt myself blush deeply as I accepted the book and thanked him. I'd never thought of myself as a beauty, though Mia assured me constantly that I am. I had long jet black curly hair and deep green eyes. My complexion was slightly tanned, but severely freckled. It was an odd contrast with the darkness of the rest of my looks. I too had a full figure that Mia referred to as a perfect hour glass, though I was considerably taller than her. For some bizarre unknown reason, I'd suddenly began growing taller and was currently exactly six feet tall. I'd always felt rather plain and ordinary, but Mia swore I had a dark, mysterious, intense, magnetism that drew people in and made them want to know me better; either that or I scared the shit out of them. Mia then took charge as I stepped aside and had him autograph her book as she chattered on. I heard him ask her name and she replied with her full name, Amelia. He replied, "I'm pleased to meet you Princess," as he winked at her.

I smiled at the fact he made that reference; it was actually one of her favorite movies. He then asked if we wanted pictures, to which Mia enthusiastically agreed. She got out her smartphone and took a solo photo with Tom. He then motioned for me to join them. I hesitated briefly because I hated having my picture taken, but this was a once-in-a-lifetime type opportunity, so I swallowed my fear and moved in close to him for a picture. He took one of all three of us, then one with just me. When it was just he and I, he turned toward me and pulled me close to his body; I could feel his hand on the small of my back as he took the picture. Before I could pull away he whispered in my ear, "What are you ladies doing later?"

"We were supposed to leave for New Orleans," I whispered back.

"Can it wait until morning?"

I gazed into his beautiful blue eyes and found myself saying, "Yes, it can."

He then directed us where to wait for him as he finished with the last few autograph seekers in line. I told Mia what he had said to me and why were still standing there. She was so excited that she chattered away the whole time we waited. Once he finally finished, he walked over to us, put an arm around each of our waists and led us away.

"So where are you ladies staying?" He asked as we walked.

"We don't have a hotel room anymore. We checked out late this morning and came here; we were supposed to go right to New Orleans," I replied.

"Oh, so do you have a car?"

"It's a rental SUV."

"That'll work. Let's go find it and you can drive me back to my hotel. There's a great restaurant and bar in the lobby and I could use a meal and a stiff drink. How about you ladies?"

"Sounds like a great idea to me!" Mia agreed happily.

We made our way to the rental and while I drove, Mia climbed in the back with Tom. He told me what hotel he was staying at so I could enter it into the GPS system since I didn't know my way around the city. I then concentrated on following the directions and the traffic. I could hear the two of them talking and occasionally laughing, but I wasn't being included in the conversation so I tried not to eavesdrop. It suddenly grew quiet in the backseat, so I looked up in the rearview mirror to see them kissing. Tom was caressing her cheek and her hand was on his side. I looked back to the road quickly as a pang of jealousy shot through me. I didn't know who I was jealous of: her for kissing Tom or him for kissing my girlfriend. I tried not to let it bother me and to concentrate on the road. In a matter of minutes, I was pulling into the entrance to the hotel; I saw they offered valet parking so I opted to take advantage of it. I pulled up to the valet lane, got out and handed my key to the attendant as Tom and Mia emerged from the rear. He immediately put his arm around Mia's waist and headed off for the lobby entrance while I followed along behind feeling like a third wheel. It was clear she had staked her claim, so now I felt uncomfortable. I was walking so slowly that they got a good distance ahead of me in the lobby. We were suddenly separated by a large group of tourists that crossed my path on their way to the casino entrance on the far side of the lobby. I tried to push through the crowd and had nearly succeeded when I suddenly felt an arm encircle my waist and spin me around. I was face to face with Tom.

He kissed my forehead and said, "We almost lost you Darling."

I noticed Mia was standing right behind him. He turned me around and put his right arm around my waist, while he put his left around hers and said, "Now you won't get away from me heavenly beauty. Right this way ladies."

He then took us to the restaurant that was opposite of the casino side of the hotel. We ended up in a corner booth at the back of the restaurant where it was quieter and less crowded. It wasn't very crowded for seven o'clock in the evening anyway. Tom sat in the middle as it was one large connected half-circle bench. The waiter brought us menus and Tom requested a bottle of red wine and three glasses. He and Mia ignored the menus while they sat there and kissed more. I hid my eye roll behind the menu. I had completely lost my appetite so I just ordered a grilled chicken topped salad. Tom and Mia finally looked at the menu and ordered their dinners too. They returned to smooching and I picked up my wine goblet and took a large gulp. Here it was my birthday and I got the pleasure of watching Tom make out with my girlfriend. Bloody fucking lovely. By the time our food arrived, I was on my second glass of wine.

I ate slowly, picking at my food more than eating it. I wasted no time finishing off my second glass of wine. I felt myself growing warm from the alcohol and the heat of the place, so I took off the black sweater I wore over a wine colored, low cut, short sleeve, blouse. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tom gaze approvingly at my cleavage, but he said nothing. I took the bottle of wine to pour a third glass when Tom placed his hand over the top of the glass and said, "I think you've had enough."

I raised one eyebrow and prepared to say something snarky when he continued, "I think you're going to want to be fully sober later." He then winked at me.

I ordered a glass of ice water when the waiter came back again. Tom and Mia dominated the conversation. I just sat there quietly and listened. I began wondering about the best way to make an exit and head for the casino since I was clearly going to be alone tonight. I hadn't noticed they had finished eating and Mia was now kissing his neck, until I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh. I looked down and saw Tom's hand rubbing up and down my left thigh. I then looked up and saw him gazing at me while Mia kissed his neck. She stopped and said, "I think we've been ignoring the birthday girl."

"No, it's ok. Clearly y'all have hit it off and I'm just in the way; I think I may head over the casino, have a few more drinks and try not to lose my ass at the Blackjack table."

I started to get up, but Tom gripped my thigh and said, "I really think you should stay."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because two women are more fun than one," he responded as he leaned over to kiss me passionately.

I soon melted into his kiss and enjoyed every moment of it. He finally pulled away leaving me breathless. He pressed his forehead into mine and said, "I want both of you to come up to my room with me."

"Oh really?" I managed to say.

"Yeah, I do. I want both of you beautiful ladies tonight."

"Happy birthday to me," I replied and kissed his lips.

Once he ended it, he paid the bill and escorted us out of the restaurant and up to the seventeenth floor where his room was located. He let us in while he fumbled with the locks on the door. I soon realized this was a suite and we were in the living room. Now that we were in the privacy of the room, Mia moved to kiss my lips. I stepped back and questioned, "Are you sure you want to do this in front of Tom?"

He then appeared and said, "Do what in front of Tom?"

Mia giggled and said, "This..." then leaned in to kiss my lips.

When she finally broke off the kiss, I noticed he was standing there staring at us slacked jawed and completely shocked. He soon managed to say, "Do you mean to tell me that you two are...?"

"Lovers," Mia finished for him and giggled.

"Um yeah, she's kinda my girlfriend," I replied.

"Oh...my night just got even better!"

He moved in to kiss me while Mia stripped naked. He then began undressing me, while I unbuttoned his shirt. Mia came up behind him, put her arms around his waist and unfastened his pants. Between the two of us, he was soon naked; as was I. He then lead the way to the bedroom. Mia and I crawled onto the bed and began kissing each other while he stood at the foot of the bed and watched. She paused, turned to Tom and told him to find something to tie me up with. He crossed the room to his suitcase and soon returned with a blue silk tie that he handed to Mia. She returned to kissing my lips. Her lips soon left mine and slowly made a trail down to my breasts where she began to lick and suck on my right nipple. Tom then moved onto the bed and went after my left breast. While he sucked on my left nipple and caressed my breast with his left hand, I could feel his right hand move onto my butt and squeeze it hard. I felt Mia's hand trail slowly down my abdomen and slip between the folds of flesh that concealed my clitoris; she stroked it gently in a teasing manner. I moaned and spread my legs some to give her better access.

It wasn't long until she stopped sucking my nipple and told me to lay down. I obeyed and she took the tie and looped it around the metal bar of the headboard and tied my hands above my head. She was  soon kissing my abdomen and working her way down to my slit. I spread my legs wide and she settled between them. She spent a while kissing my thighs. Tom was laying next to me on my left side, absentmindedly massaging my breast with his hand while he watched Mia kissing my thighs. She soon stuck her tongue in the middle of my slit and licked my clitoris teasingly slow. I moaned and she finally drew my clit up between her lips and sucked on it. Tom finally leaned over and began kissing my lips again. After a while, he made a trail to my throat where he teased my skin softly with his tongue before making his way to my breasts.

He switched from one to the other of them, licking and sucking while Mia teased my clit and surrounding skin with her tongue. I could feel the tension in my pelvis building and I began to moan loudly. I felt Tom's left hand sliding down my body and as he reached my pelvis, Mia withdrew momentarily. His fingers slipped over my clitoris and I soon felt two of them slide up inside of me and begin stroking my front wall with a come-hither motion. He then moved further down so his arm wasn't blocking my clitoris; Mia resumed sucking on it. The tension became more intense and was soon threatening to erupt. I moaned louder and Tom stroked faster while Mia sucked harder.  My body writhed under their combined efforts to make me come and I was soon arching my back as my body finally responded with an intense series of orgasms that made me scream. Mia jerked her face away from pelvis quickly as it suddenly bucked up as my back relaxed.  I heard Tom exclaim, "Damn Lani! That was a real geyser!"

My breath was coming in short pants, but I managed to say, "Sorry, I guess I should have warned you that I squirt quite forcefully when it's good."

"I'll say you do! It's all over my arm and chest."

Mia giggled and volunteered to clean him up. The next thing I knew, Tom was on his back next to me and Mia was licking my cum off his arm and chest. I was still tied to the headboard. "Um guys, I'd hate to interrupt, but I'm still tied up."

Tom laughed and replied, "I hadn't forgotten. I'm not finished with you yet heavenly beauty. I'll be back on you in a few minutes."

It was then that we heard a very loud knocking on his outer hotel room door. "Now who the hell could that be?" Tom asked aloud, clearly annoyed at getting interrupted.

He got up and grabbed his bathrobe from the chair nearby and went out to see who was pounding on his door. He had left the bedroom door slightly ajar and we soon heard the voice of another man with a British accent. This voice was much deeper and vaguely familiar. I soon realized the voices were coming closer; I heard laughter. The door was soon thrown open wide. Benedict Cumberbatch was standing in the doorway with a surprised, yet amused smile on his face. He glanced toward Tom and said, "You sly little dog! A threesome? I didn't think you had it in you."

Tom just grinned and said, "Take your pick."

Ben smirked and said, "I'll take the raven haired beauty tied to the bed. I do so like it kinky."

He then quickly stripped naked and crawled onto the bed over me. He leaned down and kissed me passionately. He soon withdrew and said, "What's your name Baby?"

"Noelani," I replied.

"Nice to meet you Noelani. I'm Ben and I'll be making you quiver and moan tonight, so just relax and I promise you'll enjoy it."

His lips soon found their way to my neck and down onto my breasts. I looked to my left and saw Tom was naked again and kissing Mia. I watched as Ben moved onto my breasts and Tom did the same thing. They were copying each other and I found that strangely erotic. When Ben eventually made his way down my abdomen, slowly kissing me everywhere; Tom did the same to Mia. They even buried their faces between our thighs and began licking us at the same time. I moaned loudly as I was still a bit sensitive there from my recent intense orgasms. Ben pulled back after a short exploration of my flesh and said, "You get very wet, young lady."

Mia giggled then said, "There's a reason for that."

Ben hadn't returned to exploring me yet, so he responded, "Are you two responsible for this poor girl being a drenched mess?"

Tom paused and said, "She squirts, so consider yourself warned."

Ben let out a low, sexy laugh and said, "Oh does she now? Well, I'll have to see if I can make her give me a facial."

He then resumed exploring my drenched cunt with his tongue. I soon felt two fingers slide deep inside of me and rub that magic spot on my front wall that immediately made me quiver and moan. He wasted no time in stroking it fast and sucking my clit. The buildup inside of my pelvis was quick so I was soon moaning and on the verge of ecstasy again. Ben paused in sucking my clit, but continued long, rapid strokes inside of my hole. "Come for me baby. I want you to squirt me in the face."

"Faster and I will," I said between moans.

He rubbed me even faster while he resumed sucking my clit and was soon rewarded with a round of fierce orgasms that shot fluid from my body to cover his face. He swiftly moved up my body to forcefully shove his rock hard cock into my dripping hole. He was enormous and I was soon moaning loudly. He rode me fast and hard so my orgasms never fully ceased. He finally had an intense one of his own that forced a low, loud growling groan from his lips and he rolled off of me. I immediately tried to roll over, but my bonds kept me from moving. He sat up and untied my wrists before laying back down. I then rolled over and began licking my cum from his face. He moaned and said, "I love a woman who isn't afraid of her own taste."

"Why would I be? I taste wonderful."

Mia giggled and said, "I second that!"

She leaned over me and began kissing my shoulders. After a several minutes I rolled over and she began kissing my lips as she moved to straddle my left thigh and begin rubbing herself slowly against my thigh. I heard Ben exclaim, "Damn Tom! You really know how to pick them!"

I soon pulled Mia closer to me and began thrusting my pelvis so that I was rubbing my clit against her thigh as well. Her lips soon left mine as she couldn't contain her moans any longer. I saw Tom move behind us and start rubbing her ass. Ben just sat up and watched us. Our movements gradually became faster and some time later we brought each other to simultaneous orgasms. After spending a few more minutes kissing me, Mia finally rolled off of me only to be pinned down by Ben who began kissing her. Tom was soon hovering over me kissing my lips as well.

He finally released me from his kisses long enough to say, "I didn't get to really play with you yet my heavenly beauty."

His lips met mine again briefly before wandering onto my neck and down to my breasts where he played with both for quite a while. He finally grew tired of that and said, "I think that sweet little pussy of yours has had enough oral attention tonight so I'm just going to plunge right in there."

He moved to enter me, but before he had a chance, I pushed against his shoulders and hips and flipped him over onto the bed while I moved to straddle him. "I think I'd rather ride a sexy Brit, if it's just the same to you."

He laughed as I settled down onto his rock hard cock. I moaned loudly and said, "Damn Tom! You're a big one!"

He said nothing in reply, just encouraged me to begin by rocking his hips a little. I began to ride him and realized that Mia was in the same position on Ben only facing the opposite direction so her ass was in his face which is was enjoying rubbing and slapping. I leaned over and began kissing her lips. She and I kissed between moans of pleasure while we rode our sexy Brits. We were forced to pull away from each other when the guys came closer to their orgasms as they both sat up to pull us closer. I watched as Ben yanked her hair until she was close enough to him to grab her tits and hold her back as he fucked her fiercely. Tom just grabbed me around the waist pulled me closer then grabbed my ass to hold me down while he slammed into me as fast as he could manage. I kept watching Mia and when she was finally screaming out her ecstasy, I stopped holding my own back and came at the same time. It was so intense that I know I soaked Tom as I rode out the most intense orgasm I'd had all night. I couldn't restrain myself from screaming his name repeatedly. I felt him soon erupt within me as he cried out as well. He kept his arms around me when he collapsed back onto the bed so that I was pulled down on top of him. He was panting heavily and I could feel his heart racing.

When he released me, I moved off of him and curled up next to him. I soon felt someone against my back and arm drape over me. I looked over to see it was Mia laying up against me and Ben was behind her with his arm over her side. I sighed and said, "I think this was a better way to spend my birthday than New Orleans."

Ben laughed and said, "I had no idea it was your birthday. Happy Birthday my dear! I know this was the best layover for a flight I've ever had."

We all laughed and Tom said, "Speaking of that, shouldn't you be getting back to the airport?"

"Fuck it! I'll catch another flight in the morning. I'm too damned tired now."

Mia and I both giggled and she said, "It seems we did a good job wearing these gentlemen out."

"Indeed we did," I responded as I kissed Tom's cheek.

He turned and kissed me back. "Happy birthday, heavenly beauty."

I settled down to go to sleep when I suddenly felt someone tug on a lock of my hair, I rolled over to see what was going on. Ben says, "Hey beautiful, could you trade places with Amelia? I want to hold the one I started my night with."

I agreed and sat up. She scooted around me and curled up next to Tom who welcomed the change. I snuggled up next to Ben as he wrapped his arm around me. "No offense ladies, I just wanted to cuddle with my raven haired beauty here."

"Oh I don't mind at all," Mia replied with a giggle before moving to kiss Tom's cheek. If there was anymore conversation, I missed it because I was quickly lulled to sleep by Ben's steady heartbeat against my cheek.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

When It Rains (just some random short writing)

** Something random I wrote a few months when it was raining outside and I had just finished watching Henry IV with Tom Hiddleston**

I sit by the window and watch the rain as it pelts the pavement outside. There is a serene beauty in the rain. I love the sound it makes as it falls through the leaves of the tree that is also outside of my window.

            As I admire the beauty of the rainy day, I fantasize that he comes up behind me, gently kisses the back of my neck while wrapping his arms about my waist. He says nothing at first. I can feel his warm breath on my neck; hear the faint beating of his heart as he is so close to me. I lean back into his embrace and he welcomes me with a kiss on the side of my forehead. I continue to gaze out at the rain while I enjoy the warmth of his body pressed against mine.

            After several more minutes of silence, he finally inquires what's on my mind. I simply respond that I'm watching the rain and not trying to focus on a single thought. I'm just letting them pass through and hopefully right out of mind so I can be at peace for a while. He chuckles softly and continues to hold me in silence. Between the mesmerizing rain fall and his strong, warm, loving arms around me, I feel my entire body relax. Eventually my troublesome thoughts run their course and I feel peaceful in mind at last.

            I thank him. He asks what for. I reply, "For loving me. As flawed as I am, you still love me. For that gift, a lifetime wouldn't be enough for me to cherish you."

            His only response is to turn me around and kiss my lips tenderly.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

A Sweet Dream (A Benedict Cumberbatch Short) RPFF

He was in the US and wanted to come visit me. Why me? Of all the people in this country and in this world who were his fans, he wanted to meet me. I have no idea what I'd done to be so fortunate, but I agreed to it. He asked me for my phone number so he could call me to let me know when his flight would be and ask if I would be so kind as to pick him up at the airport. Of course I would. This whole thing was the chance of a lifetime and I wanted to spend every moment I could with him.

He called me the next day, after he had said he wanted to visit me. That voice on the other end put to rest my worst fear that this was really some cruel joke and not him. His thick British accent was unmistakable. I'd heard that voice so many times in movies and interviews that I instantly recognized it. It really was him! He gave me the airline information and time to pick him up. We chatted for a while before he had to go so he could take care of a few things. He said he wasn't sure he'd get a chance to call me again before his Friday flight as the next couple of days were very busy for him. I told him I understood completely.


Friday afternoon finally arrived and I made it to the airport in time to pick him up. He was waiting at the curb when I pulled up, trying to be inconspicuous. He was wearing a hat and sunglasses as well as blue jeans and a white t-shirt. I pulled up as close as I could get with the other cars in the way. I got out and went up to him; he graced me with an enormous smile and greeted me. We walked quickly to my Odyssey where I opened the trunk so he could put his suitcases inside. After he closed it, he gave me a hug and I felt myself get weak in the knees. Was this really happening to me? Did I really have Benedict Cumberbatch's arms around me? He pulled away when an airport security guard yelled at us to move along. He went to the passenger door to get in while I screamed "OFF!" back at the rude guard.

"Off? What the hell does that mean?" The guard yelled back.

I was walking to the front of the van to go around and get in the driver's side when I yelled, "The general direction in which I'd like you to fuck!"

I then got in and started the engine. Ben laughed and said, "Did you just tell airport security to fuck off?"

I pushed the auto lower button on the driver's side window so I could lean out and see behind me better. As I did so, I replied, "Yep, I sure did!"

I pulled into the traffic lane just as someone else decided to cut me off and had the nerve to flip me off out their window. I screamed, "That wasn't very lady like! BITCH!"

Ben was laughing beside me and managed to say, "I feel like I'm back in New York! Are you sure you weren't born there?"

"Nope, I was born and raised in the Sunshine State!"

We then exited the airport pickup area so I punched the button to auto-roll my window back up. As I navigated the traffic and followed the signs toward the exit roads, I asked if he wanted to stay in Orlando or beachside.

"Which is closer to you?" he asked in return.

"Beachside of course."

"Then that's where I want to be. Besides, I remember you saying you love the ocean."

I smiled and blushed before replying, "Cocoa Beach it is!"

I took the exit for the Beachline and headed East. We chatted a bit on the ride, but I mostly listened to him. I loved listening to him talk. British accents were both beautiful and sexy; I also loved his deep voice. We finally arrived in Cape Canaveral where I turned onto A1A and headed South toward Cocoa Beach. He looked around quietly for a few moments before asking, "Is this Cocoa Beach?"

"No, this is Cape Canaveral. Cocoa Beach is still a bit South of here. To be honest, Canaveral, Cocoa, Patrick, and...well there's a few others to the South, are so close together that if it weren't for the signs, you wouldn't know that you'd left one and entered a different town."

"Oh, I've been places like that plenty of times."

He became absorbed in the scenery and was quiet for the rest of the ride to the hotel. I chose to take him to the Double Tree Resort because it was a nice one that was right on the beach. I parked and hesitated briefly, while he opened the door. He turned to me and said, "You're coming with me right?"

I smiled and turned off the engine before getting out. He went to the back and got his bags. Once all of the doors were closed, I double clicked it to set the alarm and led the way to the hotel lobby. He went right up to the desk to check in while I sort of lagged behind, so I wouldn't overhear anything I shouldn't. I did catch him say he wanted a beach view room. I saw him take the room keycard, then he turned to me and said, "Come along, Darling; we have a beach view room," he winked at me as he held out his hand to me.

I walked over and took his hand as he led me off to the elevators. Neither of spoke in the elevator, though he still held my hand with his fingers intertwined with mine. The doors opened at the third floor and we exited; I followed him down the hall to his room. After he unlocked it, he opened it and allowed me to enter first. I went right in and over to the sliding glass door that led to a small balcony overlooking the ocean. I opened it and stepped outside to the railing. I stood there and breathed in the wonderful aroma of the salty air as the breeze was strong and rich with ocean brine. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply; I could feel the smile spreading across my face as the tension was fading from my body. I soon felt arms creep slowly around my middle and felt his body pressed against my back. I leaned back into him without thinking. He silently held me for a few minutes before saying, "You really need this, don't you? The ocean I mean."

"I love it. It's my favorite place in the world. Ben, can I ask you something?"

"Of course you can, darling."

"Why me?"

"Whatever do you mean?"

"You have millions of fans, most of them women, who would love to be where I am right now. You followed me on social media, then you started talking to me and now this. I didn't think you even used social media. I can't help but wonder why. What makes me so special?"

He kissed the top of my head and said, "You treat me like a normal human being. I was drawn to you because of the deeply profound things you would sometimes post. I kind of lurked around incognito occasionally when I had nothing else to occupy my time. Everyone thought it was like a fan club thing. Then I find out you have an incredibly snarky sense of humor that was unexpected, but delightfully naughty. Then you sent me that picture that really made me laugh; when I thanked you, you said you enjoy making others smile and laugh. When I started talking to you, nothing was ever awkward between us and you never once questioned if it was really me. You didn't seem to care; you just enjoyed having someone to talk to and to listen to you. I discovered you were intelligent, funny and compassionate...I wanted to know the woman I'd shared conversations with. The fact that you're beautiful is nice bonus. I also appreciate the fact you kept our conversations between the two of us. There was nothing plastered all over social media about us. You've been interested in me as a person, not a celebrity you can brag that you know. That's very rare in my business."

I turned around in his arms to hug him tightly. "Ben, you're just a man and I never made you out to be anything more than that. Acting is what you do, it's not who you are. I like you because you have a good heart, you're funny, and accept me as I am. The fact that you're gorgeous is a bonus. Besides, I would never dream of exploiting another human being in a vain attempt at getting a passing moment in the spotlight."

He backed away from me and took my hand to lead me inside. He then closed the door and pulled the vertical blinds shut. "You really won't tell anyone will you? You can keep it quiet?"

I felt confused, "Tell anyone what?"

He leaned over and kissed my lips. It started out as a slow gentle kiss that quickly grew in intensity. Once he finally pulled away, I was breathing heavy. He pulled me close and said, "I haven't done this in a while. It's so hard to trust anyone to keep it quiet. But you will, won't you?"

"My lips are sealed. What happens in this room, stays in this room between you and I."

He kissed me again and guided me to the king sized bed while our lips were locked. I was soon laying back on it while I was treated to a quick strip tease. I grabbed my shirt and removed it while he unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them and my panties off together. He leaned over me and kissed my lips again while he unhooked my bra. His hands and lips were soon wandering all over my neck, chest, breasts and abdomen. While he sucked on my nipples, I felt his left hand slide between my legs to stroke my clit. I moaned and soon felt his fingers slip inside of me while he massaged my clit with his thumb. He paused in sucking on my nipples to say, "You get really wet baby."

"Sorry...I can't control it."

"It wasn't a complaint, darling. I'm impressed to be honest. Besides, I'm a big boy and you're going to need all that lubrication."

He had continued to rub my clit and finger fuck me while he commented. I could feel my release looming, so I moaned louder. He didn't resume kissing me; instead he propped himself up on his elbow and watched my face. I closed my eyes as the tension built up. "No, open your eyes darling. I want you to be looking at me when you come. I want to see that ecstasy erupt in your eyes, not just your body."

I obeyed and stared into his eyes as he continued to stroke me and bring me closer to that glorious peak. He soon picked up the pace even more and I moaned again. He soon repositioned his hand so the stimulation increased and the tension in my pelvis built up to the point that I was ready to topple over the edge at any moment. "I can see it getting closer. Come for me baby."

At last my body obeyed and erupted into intense spasms that caused my back to arch and my pelvis to buck up hard. I didn't take my eyes from his throughout the whole series while I moaned loudly. He then moved quickly between my legs and I felt his enormous rock hard cock slide into my soaked hole. I gasped at the feeling of how big he was as he pushed it in all the way. "Can you take all of me baby?" He asked simultaneously.

"YES!" I screamed.

He then began thrusting rapidly and deeply. I moaned the whole time while I felt another orgasm building already. I moved my legs to wrap them around his waist. It went on for quite a while until he suddenly dramatically increased his speed. He began softly moaning then. After a few moments, I felt his body tense up as he moaned loudly while he unloaded into me and I had another intense orgasm at the same time. He body relaxed as he laid his head on my breasts. I could feel his heart racing and his breath coming fast. He just laid there for a while and held me. Finally he moved off of me, kissed me gently on the lips and said, "Thank you for that. You have no idea how much I needed it."

I laughed softly and said, "Probably about as much I did."

He leaned over and kissed me again.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Stolen: Married (Loki & Evelyn)

Loki didn't want a big formal, royal ceremony. He asked if it would be all right with me if we just married quietly. I told him the only thing I cared about was being his wife. The day after he proposed to me, he went to his Mother and told her about me. She was happy her son found love again and agreed to allow us to marry. Since she was the queen, she could even perform the ceremony herself. Two days after he proposed to me, Loki and I were married in the palace gardens by the light of the full moon. I asked why he wanted to marry at night. He said it was the best way not to draw attention to ourselves and he really wanted to do it outside.

For our night time marriage ceremony, I wore a dress of deep emerald green and black. Loki's two favorite colors. He was dressed in green and black as well. There was no one there but the three of us. We recited our vows of love and devotion to each other and were then united in marriage. Loki gave me a beautiful band of gold with tiny emeralds wrapping around the top; he even wore one that matched it. He swore he was proud to show all the realms that an amazing woman had won his heart. We sealed our vows with a kiss. His Mother wished us well and then left us to return to the palace.

Loki took my hand and lead me off to a far corner of the garden where the high wall was located. He parted the vines to reveal a small wooden door. He opened it with a key he withdrew from his pocket and carefully pushed it open. I had no trouble walking through the short, narrow door but he had to duck to keep from hitting his head on the stones. I realized after passing through the door that this didn't lead to outside of the palace garden. Under the bluish-white light of the full moon I could see an enormous water fountain in the center of the stone walkway far in front of me, toward the center of the garden. I could see climbing roses of every color all over the walls and some other purple flower I didn't know. There were a couple of large trees with overhung branches; I think they are called Willow trees. I could make out statues here and there scattered throughout; as well as a bench or two. After I marveled at my surroundings for a while, I finally asked Loki, "What is this place?"

"It was Sigyn's garden. I gave it to her after we married to do with as she pleased. No one has been here since her death except for myself and the three gardeners I pay to keep everything up so the plants don't die. Our sons used to play here when they were little boys. My hope was to keep it alive and beautiful so I could give it again to my next wife. I just didn't realize it would take so long for me to find another woman I could love enough to make my wife," he paused as he took my hand and placed the key in my palm. He went on, "It is now yours to do with as you please. You are welcome to change it to suit your own tastes. I only ask that you fill it with the laughter of our children."

I closed my hand around the key as I turned to look over it once more, "Oh Loki, it's beautiful! I don't know that I would change a thing."

"You might feel different when you see it by the light of day. It doesn't have to be right away. You might change your mind a few years down the road of life."

He then reached out to take my free hand and lead me to an area near one of the trees where there was a thick patch of grass. I noticed there was a large blanket spread out on the ground. He sat down and invited me to join him. I sat next to him and he wasted no time in cupping my left cheek with one hand and kissing me passionately. His lips soon moved onto my neck as he unlaced the bodice of my dress and moved it off of my shoulders. I reveled in the sensations of his lips on my neck; I loved his kisses. I came to my senses enough to say, "Loki, are we going to do it here? Out in the garden?"

He pulled my dress down and helped me out of it. "That was my plan darling. I want to make love to my beautiful bride under the light of the full moon."

He soon stripped me completely naked as I no longer wore a corset because of the baby. He then stripped as well and leaned over me to kiss my lips again. His lips were soon down on my breasts where he gave them a good tongue bath before working his way back up to my lips. There was a fiery passion that burned within me at the realization I was about to make love to my husband. Husband. I never thought I was going to have one of those. I suddenly pushed against him and turned him to lay him out on his back on the blanket as I swung my right over his body to straddle him. He didn't expect that at all. I kissed his lips with all the fiery passion I felt awakened within me. I paused just long enough to say, "My turn!"

 My lips moved onto his neck as I trailed around it with my tongue, nipping him roughly in some places. He moaned every time I bit him. I ran my hands all over his body as my lips made their way to his groin. He was rock hard by the time I finally go to it and slipped my mouth over it. I took it in as far as I could while I swirled my tongue around the sensitive underside. I then withdrew my mouth slowly while raking my teeth against his hardness. He moaned loudly. I paused at the tip to suck hard before sliding my mouth down onto it again. I withdrew quickly and carefully crawled up his body, so close to him that hard cock rubbed against my flesh until I slid it into my wet slit. I very slowly took him into my body. I shifted so I was sitting upright and took his enormous cock in up to the hilt as I began to ride him slowly. Within minutes he was trying to rock his hips and encourage me to move faster. I moved up until he was out of me and he groaned loudly. "It's my turn to tease you dear husband. I've endured your delicious torture and now it's your turn to endure mine. Now are you going to be a good boy and let me have my way with you?"

His yes came out in a soft moan, to which I replied, "Hm, what was that? I didn't quite hear you."

I rubbed my wet slit against the tip of his hard cock as he cried out, "YES!"

I moved him back within me and took him in all the way again. He moaned as I moved slowly up and down on him. I kept my pace slow and teasing; I very gradually moved faster so the tension slowly built up in both of us. He tried to move faster again and I shouted "HOLD IT!"

He groaned and said, "You are a naughty little vixen!"

"Now you know how it feels to want to release it so bad and be denied. You need to wait for me."

I began moving faster, but it wasn't fast enough to suit him. After a few short minutes, he grabbed me, sat up, pulled me close to his body and began fucking me furiously. We were both loudly moaning until he finally shot his load inside of me and I reached my own screaming climax. He fell back onto the blanket, panting like he'd been running as fast as he could. I sat between his thighs, breathing just as hard. Once he was able to speak, he said, "I did not expect that!"

I moved to lay on my stomach next to him on the blanket. "I know you didn't. That's why it's called a surprise."

"It's was a damned fine surprise! I think I've created a monster!"

I laughed at that as I rolled over. It was rather uncomfortable to lay on my stomach now that I was pregnant. We laid there for quite a while gazing at the moon and stars. Finally he suggested we go inside and get some sleep. He dressed again, but wrapped the blanket around me. He picked up my clothes and carried them for me as we went into the palace. He had a terrace entrance to his room that we utilized so no one would see us enter.

As soon as we were inside, I flung the blanket in the direction of the sofa and climbed into bed. He stripped naked again and crawled in bed next to me, pulling me close to him. We soon drifted off to sleep, wrapped around each other.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Stolen: Surprise for Loki (Loki & Evelyn)

I was awakened a few hours later by kisses on my face. He sure loved to awaken me that way. I didn't mind at all. Once he realized I was awake he said, "It seems we both really needed that nap. Are you hungry Darling? I definitely need something to eat."

I immediately rose and summoned Katerina to bring us food. It was then that I learned it was dinner time anyway. Apparently we had slept all afternoon. While we waited for our food to arrive, I was going to change his bandages, but he had other ideas. He pulled me down onto the bed and began kissing me. His lips roamed all over my face, down to my neck then on to my breasts. He untied the robe so he could open the front and explore my breasts with his tongue. After a few minutes spent fondling them, he withdrew to examine them closely. "Evelyn, your nipples are swollen. Are you all right?"

I had noticed them swell during the first couple of months of my pregnancy, but they hadn't returned to normal. "It must just be my hormones," I replied.

"I see," he replied as he stared intensely at me.

I began to blush from the intensity of his stare. After several minutes, he said, "Evelyn, there's something different about you. Your aura sometimes seems to be two and then it merges back into one. It's the strangest thing I've ever seen. Is there something going on with you that I need to know about?"

I took a deep breath and got up from the bed. I didn't bother to retie my robe. I could feel his eyes follow me as I paced at the foot of the bed. I decided the best thing to do was just to come right out and say it. "Yes, there is something you need to know and I really hope it doesn't upset you. Loki: I'm...I'm pregnant."

He sat up and gazed at me silently. I saw his jaws clench together a couple of times while his eyes began to shimmer with tears. Finally he managed to say, "You're pregnant? Evelyn I've been gone for four months. So what lucky man has been having his way with you?"

"Loki, I've been pregnant for the last four months. The physician informed me of it about five weeks after you left when I became very sick in the mornings. There's no one else but you Milord. You are the only man I've ever had and the only man I desire to have. When I said I love you, I meant it," I said softly as tears began to slide down my cheeks. I felt absolutely heartbroken that he thought I would cheat on him with another man.

He rose cautiously from the bed and approached me. He placed his hands gently on my abdomen and slowly stroked it. He then leaned over and caught my falling tears with his lips and kissed my face, from one side to the other until my tears ceased. "Evelyn, I'm sorry I doubted your loyalty to me."

He then carefully kneeled in front of me. He continued rubbing my abdomen gently then leaned forward and kissed it. One kiss lead to many more until he pulled me close and pressed his cheek against my body. I stood there and stroked his hair while he held me tight. Eventually he said, "How much longer until I feel the baby move within you?"

"Probably not for another month or two. I haven't even felt the first movements."

The servants soon arrived with dinner so I grabbed his robe at the end of the bed to shield his nudity from them. He grinned as he quickly put it on and I closed up mine. "It's sweet that you want to protect a modesty I don't really have," he commented.

"If my body is for your eyes only, than it only seems fair that yours is for mine," I replied.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips. "I like the way you think."

We then sat down and ate our meal. We both had hearty appetites. It didn't escape his notice that I ate more than usual, "You certainly are eating a lot."

"It takes a lot of energy to make a baby in one's body," I replied.

"Yes that is true. Regardless of what species you are."

 I paused with my last bite of bread halfway to my mouth. "Do you mean to tell me that story about the horse is true?"

"Yes, my dear, it is."

"Well...at least you know what pregnancy and childbirth is like."

"In a manner I do. It's quite different when you're horse though. I suppose it's equally painful for Asgardian women. I'll be there for you when the time comes. I'm sure you'll do fine."

"I admit childbirth sort of frightens me."

"I'm sure everyone who has given birth has the same feeling...especially the first time. It's new and you don't know exactly what to expect. I'll be there for you and we'll get through it together. I promise you that. Now then, come here and give an injured man a kiss."

I grinned and got up to go to him and kiss him. He tried to pull me down onto his lap, but I objected. I didn't want my weight on his legs to possibly pop his stitches. He agreed and got up to guide me to the bed. He removed his robe and mine before we laid down and started making out. He kissed me everywhere he could easily reach, while I moaned softly, and rubbed my clit viciously with his fingers until he made me come hard. I moaned loudly when I toppled over the edge of ecstasy and he said, "There it is. There's that beautiful sound I've missed. I love your moans."

I then shifted positions so I could take his hardness into my mouth and give him the release he craved. I swirled my tongue all around the tip before I took it in as far as I could without gagging. He moaned loudly. I slid my mouth up and down while I sucked gently. It wasn't long before he reached his climax; he held my head down while he unloaded in my mouth. I couldn't help but swallow it all. He released my head then and I took my mouth off of him. I then moved up to snuggle against him.

"That was a much needed release. Thank you Darling," he said before kissing my forehead.

We snuggled for a while and then I got up to change his bandages and apply more balm before we went to sleep. Once I settled back in bed next to him, he pulled me close and we fell asleep in each other's arms.


I changed his bandages and applied more balm while I chanted over his wounds, twice a day over the next couple of days. By the third day, he was nearly healed. I went ahead and carefully removed his stitches from his leg wound. Once I finished, I applied more balm and bandaged it again just to be safe. Once I finished, he asked if we could make love yet. I told him I saw no medical reason why he shouldn't be able to as long as he felt up to it.

"Oh I very much feel up to it," he replied in a sexy growl as he grabbed me and began kissing me passionately.

It wasn't long until those lips had wandered onto my breasts where he gently sucked on my swollen nipples. I noticed his intensity ebbed a bit so he slowed down. Instead of kissing his way down to my groin to pleasure me orally like he usually did, I soon felt his hardness slide slowly inside of me. He paused in kissing my neck to say, "I've never done this before so if I start to hurt you, just say so and I'll stop."

He began thrusting gently. "I don't understand what you mean...?"

"I've never had sex with a pregnant woman," he replied as he increased his pace slightly.

His lovemaking continued on a gentle pace though he did keep increasing the speed. It took much longer than usual, but I was still brought to a wonderful orgasm that had me moaning his name. Soon after, his followed and he rolled off of me. He pulled me close and rained kisses on my face. "Was it all right Evelyn? I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No of course you didn't. It was a lot more gentle and slow than I'm accustomed to, but it was very nice. You've really never had sex with a pregnant woman?"

"No I haven't. I was so nervous about hurting Sigyn that I wouldn't have sex with her until after she gave birth. Our boys were twins so that was the only pregnancy she had. She wasn't able to have anymore children after they were born. I have to confess that at the time I had gotten her pregnant, I didn't really care for her, so I had lovers on the side."

"Do you plan to do that again while I'm pregnant?"

He was shocked that I even asked, "Of course not! I love you Evelyn! You're my one and only until the day you die. I've never known anyone like you and I can't imagine my life without you in it."

I turned my head up to his and kissed his lips. He soon pulled back and said, "Evelyn, will you marry me?"

I gasped. Did I hear him correctly? Did he really just ask me to marry him? I was quite for a while as the thoughts and emotions whirled around in my head like a maelstrom. I finally blurted out, "But Loki, I'm just a servant..."

"Who is carrying my royal child. Evelyn, I don't care what you were before I met you; you're mine now. Please be my wife and my princess."

I looked up into his beautiful, glowing green eyes. All of his health and vigor had returned; so had his mesmerizing charm. I stared into the beautiful orbs and agreed to be his wife.

He rained more kisses upon my face and lips. "Thank you for agreeing. I promise you won't ever regret it. I love you and I will take care of you for the rest of your life. I'll look after your family too. None of you will ever want for anything ever again."

His joy was contagious and I could feel it edge out the doubt I had. I didn't doubt he loved me; I truly believed he did. My only worry was his family. How would they react to their princely son marrying a servant girl? I tried to mention my concerns about his family, but he quickly shushed me. "It'll be fine Darling. They'll welcome you because I love you. My Mother will make certain everything goes well and that you are accepted. She'll love you. Besides, when they hold their grandchild, my parents will be completely in love. I swear to you that everything will work out fine and we will live happily ever after...just like in a fairytale."

I swallowed down my doubts so I wouldn't burst his bubble of happiness. I let him take me into his arms and hold me close. I soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep despite my worries. He loves me and that's all that matters.


Monday, August 18, 2014

Stolen: The Sweetest of Feelings (Loki & Evelyn) {Thanks to my friend Kitt who came up with the general idea}

He left the morning that he told me he would. I got to stand outside of the palace to say good-bye. He didn't want me to go down to the Bifrost to say good-bye. There was a crowd of people gathered around, all saying their good-byes and wishes for a quick return to the group going to Alfheim. I was surprised when Loki grabbed me around the waist and kissed me in front of everyone. He hugged me close after and held me for a few minutes. The metal parts of his armor was cold against my skin, but I didn't care. I wanted to feel his heartbeat for as long as I could.

"I will be home soon Darling," he said reassuringly as he kissed my forehead repeatedly.

For my part, I was trying not to cry. I was determined not to leave him with an image of me with tears in my eyes. His brother told him it was time to go. He kissed me again before mounting his horse to ride off. Once he was out of sight, I turned to go back to his chambers, holding my head high and biting my lip so as not to cry in front of everyone. Once I was back in the privacy of his chambers, I threw myself on his bed, cuddled his pillow to me and cried myself to sleep. I was grateful that his bed sheets hadn't been changed so they still smelled of him.


Those days slowly stretched into weeks. I tried to fill my days with reading, learning more about herbs and their healing properties, as well as long walks in the gardens. His servants took care of my needs, but I was lonely without Loki here. None of them really talked to me, other than to ask if I needed anything. I asked every morning if there was any news of his pending return and every morning I was told no. After three weeks, I stopped asking every day. I was beginning to feel rather despondent.

Five weeks after he had left, I began greeting the dawn sick to my stomach. It didn't last all day though and by noon I was ravenously hungry. After the third straight day, a female servant named Katerina, was concerned about me and sent for the royal physician. He examined me quickly upon his arrival and congratulated me. I was pregnant. I was so shocked that I was speechless. Pregnant? How would I ever tell Loki? How would he react? Would he be happy or upset with me? Then a little thought slithered into my mind: what if he doesn't come home this time? I would have to raise the baby entirely on my own; royal child or not, we weren't married, so his child would have no claims. I wouldn't even be able to prove it was his child. I took several deep breaths and did my best to calm myself down. I had to think positive. Loki would return and he would be happy to have a child with me. I couldn't stress myself with worry and negative thoughts; that couldn't be good for the baby. It then occurred to me that I knew little about babies. My sister was only four years younger than me so I had been too young to assist Mother in caring for her. I went searching through Loki's books and was pleased to find one that explained pregnancy, childbirth and child care. I read over the entire book and kept it close to me so I could refer to it often.


We honestly didn't expect it to take long to rid Alfheim of the fire giants invading their land. Apparently someone along the way underestimated the numbers of the giants and overestimated the numbers of Vanir already here. I suppose it could be that many of the Vanir had gotten injured. A good multitude of Vanir Mages are arrogant in their abilities and this is what happens when you get overconfident. Not to mention, there was only a very small number here skilled in elemental magic. It was the hardest to master and often feared by novices. There were few who bothered to learn it, even though it was highly effective. Upon our arrival, I easily spent most of my time attempting to heal the injured. Healing magic had never been my strongest suit, but I did what I could to ease their suffering and help speed their recovery. On more than one occasion, I found myself wishing Evelyn was here to help me. Healing was her forte. As much as I would love to have her assistance, I wouldn't want to put her in harm's way, so I certainly was not going to send for her.

One day faded into another in a mindless blur until two months had passed. I began to wonder when all of this would come to an end so I could go back home. I missed home and I missed my Evelyn. I found myself laying under the stars at night searching for Asgard among them and missing her. Her beautiful face framed by her dark brown wavy hair with lovely blue eyes, danced in my mind every time I closed my eyes. I loved her eyes; as blue as the sky on a clear summer day. Every night when I finally fell into an exhausted slumber I had dreams of her that were more like vivid sweet memories. The way she smelled, how her skin felt beneath my hands, the soft moaning that escaped her pretty lips when we made love, and the way she screamed my name when I made her come. I missed the feeling of her body against mine the most; warm, soft and smooth skin laying against me. She haunted my every thought and the longer we were there, the worse it got until some days I had trouble concentrating. I would have to drive down my mental images of her so that I could focus on the tasks at hand if I was to ever get home to her.

I couldn't believe how much she really did fill my mind. I'd never felt this way about the other women I'd taken for sex partners. Over the great many years I'd been alive, I'd had plenty of sex partners, but only one wife: Sigyn. My beautiful devoted bride who had promised to be with me always, even though I had deceived her into marrying me. In the end, I had loved her and her death was very painful for me. My children had also either died or were estranged from me. I had no one to love me anymore, but my Mother. Oh, I suppose Thor cared for me even though we annoyed each other more often than not. Isn't that what brothers do though? A Mother and brother were not the same kind of love though. Romantic love was all together different and I missed it. She was just a servant girl though. I had taken her as a lover because she was so beautiful and completely oblivious to it. Her lack of arrogance about her own appearance was a pleasant change; most women I knew were vain. Not Evelyn though; not my sweet little Evelyn. She had been so shy the first time I stripped her and gazed upon her glorious body. Her cheeks had flushed and she refused to meet my eyes. Then what did I do to this beautiful creature? I took her virginity. I made her my lover. I ruined her for other men. I felt a little guilty about the way I had so callously taken her, but I wasn't sorry I had ruined her for other men. I didn't want her to ever desire another man. I realized I was in love with her. My Evelyn. I had to get home to her no matter what.

One dreary day turned into another seemingly with the pace of glaciers in Jotunheim. I felt like this damned war would never end. We had been there nearly four months at this point. Every month more troops from Asgard arrived and more Mages from Vanaheim. At last the fire giants realized that it was no longer worth their trouble, so they surrendered; most of the ones that lived escaped to their home. At last! I could go home. Father and his guard would remain to deal with diplomatic issues, but the rest of us were free to return home. The seriously injured went first, then the other soldiers. As a member of the royal family, I was in the last group to return home. I was at last going to return to my Evelyn. My only regret is that I would not be going home to her uninjured. Thanks to my magic skills in illusions, no one here knew just how serious some of my injuries really are. I did the best that I could to heal them, but my resources were so depleted that I wasn't very successful. I was confident Evelyn would take care of me when I got home.



They were finally returning home! I received word from Katerina, the servant girl who was the only person, other than Loki, to show any concern for me. Heimdall had seen the end of the war and knew they would be returning the next day, after sending the seriously injured home first. I was eager to see my beloved and I hoped he would be pleased to see me. I could hardly contain the joy in my heart, so I had difficulty sleeping. I laid there, staring out the window at the beautiful full moon while gently rubbing my abdomen that was just beginning to show off the life growing within me; I kept thinking about how I would tell him I was carrying his child. In my imagination he was overjoyed with the news, swept me up into his arms kissing me passionately, then immediately proposed to me. It was a lovely fantasy, but in truth I had no idea how he would respond. He could be cold and calculating. It was very difficult to get a read on him because he worked hard to conceal his emotions from everyone. I eventually fell into a troubled sleep out of exhaustion. I had been tired a lot lately; I supposed growing a baby was tiring work.

I awoke with the dawn. I had no idea what time to expect them home. I had butterflies in my stomach fluttering frantically, so I barely ate breakfast. It had been so long since I saw him. I hoped he would be happy to see me. Not long after the servants had cleared away my breakfast dishes, they returned to scrub the chambers. Katerina apologized profusely for intruding on my morning solitude, but they would need to get the chambers properly in order for Prince Loki's arrival. He could often be moody when he returned home from war and liked everything ordered and cleaned in a certain manner.

Katerina took me aside after they had cleaned the bathroom and presented me with a black silk garment. "His highness gave this to me before he left asking me to present it to you on the morning he would return. He wants you to be wearing it when he arrives. It would be best if you take it and wash up now."

I took it from her and went into the bathroom to bathe. I examined the garment before I hung it up on the brass hook on the back of the door. It was a short black silk robe sized to fit my body. It had the letter E on the front left side intricately embroidered in the gold and green snaky style of Loki's long black robe. I turned it around and discovered the same gold and green snake on the back. I suppose this was meant to be a surprise gift for me. I found it curious that it was same as his. I wonder what this was supposed to mean?

I filled the tub with warm water and got in to bathe. I took my time, hoping it would help to calm my anxious nerves. I had put in some herbal oil I had made that was supposed to help relieve anxiety. I thoroughly cleaned myself and washed my hair. I got out after the water turned cool and dried my body, wrapping the towel around myself after. I stood before the mirror above the sink and carefully combed out my damp hair. I wanted to style it attractively for him. I decided to pin it up while leaving out curly tendrils to frame my face. An up-style would show off my neck and make it more inviting. I assumed that since he'd been gone for four long months, we would be spending the next few days in bed together. His passion could be insatiable; not that I minded. I then removed the towel and slipped into my soft silk robe. As I tied the emerald, black and gold sash I realized it reached ever so slightly below my mid-thigh level and showed off cleavage. I was just entering the now empty bedroom when I heard the sound of trumpets below.

I rushed out to the balcony and peered down below. No one below could see me from this vantage point, not that I expected anyone to be paying attention to higher levels of the palace anyway. Loki and Thor approached together. They both had smiles on their faces, but I could tell something was wrong with Loki. When people were sick or injured, I could see their auras. I had learned what this was and what the differing colors meant in one of the healing books. I had picked up for myself many years ago that it meant something was wrong since I never saw them in healthy people. As soon as they were out of my sight because they had entered the palace, I retreated to the chamber. I went to sit on the black leather sofa to wait for him. I was worried by what I'd seen. At last, the door to his chamber opened slowly and he entered, closing it quickly once he was in the room. He turned to look at me and I rose haltingly to my feet. I longed to rush into his arms and rain kisses upon his face, but what I saw before me frightened me. He was paler than I thought was possible and his aura was erratic and weak. We stood there staring at each other. His armor was singed in places, scratched up in others. He had a streak of blood and dirt across his forehead. I realized that when I saw him below, I was seeing the illusion he projected to everyone else. Now that we were alone, that illusion faded and I was seeing him as he really was. I finally moved toward him just as he sank to his knees. I caught him in my arms before he could fall forward. I felt a sudden jolt of intense pain sear my mind and body down to my core. I gasped in shock as I realized I was feeling just a shadow of the pain that wracked his body. I tried to block it out, but could not. I had never experienced this before and it frightened me. The only thing I knew to do was softly chant my healing spell to attempt to relieve a little of his agony. My bracelet quickly grew warm and the vibrating sound it normally made became louder.

As I ran my hand over his face and chanted repeatedly, he shifted in my arms so that he could see me. He was now laying down with his head and some of his upper body laying in my lap and arms. "Evelyn?" He asked, sounding so confused.

"Yes my love, it is me," I replied as I moved my hand down onto his chest and abdomen.

I could feel the tension in his body relax. He put his hand on my left cheek and said, "Thank you Darling. I've missed you so much."

My ears had to have deceived me. He missed me? He raised his head up to softly kiss my lips. He then carefully stood back up and walked cautiously toward his bed and sat down. I helped him out of his armor and clothing that he wore under it. It was worse than I thought it would be. I could feel tears burning my eyes as I took in his injuries. I went to the bathroom and grabbed several small towels, a couple of large ones and a basin to fill with warm water and few ground herbs of cleansing. When I returned to the bed, he was laying down, staring at the ceiling. I quickly began cleansing his wounds. He had gashes on his right arm, chest, and a small one on his forehead. It was the large gash on his left leg that went from his hip to halfway down his thigh that had me concerned. It was caked with dried blood and once I cleaned it, I realized it was rather deep. I got my balms and bandages and went to work on the smaller cuts and bruises. His ribs were an angry purple on the same side as his leg gash. He watched with interest as I hastily applied balms, bandaged and chanted. When I got to his face, he pulled me down for another gentle kiss. I couldn't help myself; I began to softly kiss his face and neck. He moaned lightly as if he was becoming aroused. I pulled back quickly and said, "We can't do that now Darling. I have to get you all fixed up."

I swiftly moved to the door and summoned his male servant. I ordered him to go retrieve a suture kit from the royal physician but to tell him only that it was needed, his services were not. He was to remain silent about Prince Loki's injuries. He rushed off immediately to get what I ordered while I returned to Loki. I retrieved the basin, took it to the sink where I emptied it and cleaned it, before refilling it with fresh warm water and herbs. I went back to Loki and began cleansing his leg wound again. It was still oozing blood. Fortunately I had thought to put a towel under it so the blood wouldn't get all over his black silk sheets; I knew they were his favorite and I didn't want to see them ruined.

He servant soon returned with a large suture kit that had plenty of thread. I was assured that it was sterilized already and ready to be used. I applied a balm I had made that would numb his skin for quite a while and began to carefully stitch up his large gash. I was grateful for my sewing skills so I could make the stitches small. It took me over half an hour, but I finally tied it off and snipped it with the tiny scissors that were in the kit. I then covered it with my healing balm for bleeding wounds and covered it with a series of bandages that wrapped around his leg.

By the time I finished, he was more relaxed and comfortable, while I was feeling drained and nauseous. When I took everything back to the bathroom, I couldn't help it, I threw up. I cleaned myself up afterward and went back out to be at his side. I sat on the bed, opposite of his massive leg wound and stroked his hair while I hummed a song I remembered my Grandmother used to sing to me when I was sick. After a bit he said, "That's a beautiful tune you have going there. Does it have words or it just music?"

I began to softly sing the lyrics. I felt his body relax even more. "I think your song is magical," he said in a whisper.

"It could be. My Grandmother used to sing it to me when I was sick and I always fell asleep."

"I may fall asleep soon. I haven't felt this relaxed in the last four months."

He then caught my hand in his and kissed my palm. "Evelyn, I missed you so much. It's good to be home and in your arms."

I felt myself tear up a bit. "You missed me, Milord?"

He looked up into my eyes then. His normally bewitchingly bright green eyes seemed so much more dim. He must have still been in a good deal of pain. His aura was a bit brighter though. "Of course I missed you. I...I love you Evelyn."

He seemed to wait with baited breath to see how I would respond to his confession of love. Those tears threatened to spill out of my eyes. I caressed his left cheek and replied, "I've missed you so much that the words don't even fully describe it. I've ached to have you by my side and in my arms again. I love you too."

He drew me down for a sweet kiss that was as passionate as he could manage in his state. "This body of mine better heal quickly. We have four months of separation to make up for my beautiful lover."

I giggled and kissed him again. I would have to figure out a way to tell him about the baby, but for now I wanted him to heal and regain his strength. It could wait a little while longer. He snuggled up next to me and soon fell into a peaceful sleep. I covered his nudity with his blanket just as his servants came in to gather up his clothes, armor and the blood stained towels. I asked Katerina to bring me a lot more bandages. She returned quickly with them, leaving them in a neat pile on the table where we had our meals. I soon dozed off as well. My sweet Prince had returned to me safely so I could rest at ease finally.

Surprise for Loki