#second time lucky

Chapters: 31/? Fandom: Thor (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Loki/Thor, Loki/Thor (Marvel), Laufey/Thor, Laufey/Thor (Marvel), En Dwi Gast | Grandmaster/Thor, the collector/thor Characters: Odin (Marvel), Laufey (Marvel), Frigga (Marvel), Balder (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Byleistr (Marvel), Helblindi (Marvel), Amora (Marvel), Taneleer Tivan Additional Tags: Slavery, Loki is a bag of cats, Dark Loki, Master/Slave, Top Loki, Poor Thor, Collars, Sexual Slavery, Overstimulation, Bottom Thor, Slave Thor, Cock Rings, Boys in Chains, Loki and Thor Are Not Related, Jötunn Loki, Loki Does What He Wants, Public Nudity, Public Humiliation, Bathing/Washing, Leashes, gang banging, party favor thor, Jealous Loki, dark laufey, thor whump, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nipple Clamps, Foot Jobs Summary:

THIS CHAPTER:

Lothíriel took Æmma’s hand and bowed over it gallantly. “My lady, Lothíriel of Dol Amroth pledges on her honor that your father’s wicked plans will come to naught.” She stood and smiled expectantly down at Æmma. “Now tell me, who is the man?”

Zacznijmy znowu w raju

aka Second Time Lucky

Director: Michael Anderson 

1984

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He was floating happily.

There was nothing. He didn’t have a past, only the present. The specter of his childhood, the neglect of Laufey, the abuse by Helbindi everything was what had happened to the runt third prince of Jotunhiem, NOT HIM.

He was not who had been hurting, he was not the person who had to subjugate someone to love them, neither was he the prince who had to chain and starve and beat the ones he truly loved. That was the Jotun prince Loki. He wasn’t Loki, was he?

He had loved Thor the moment he had laid eyes on him. But he was hidden then he couldn’t stop the abuse, he couldn’t protect the one he loved. He watched as Loki chained Thor in the alcove, he watched as Loki paraded Thor, collared him, forced him to crawl, starved him, he watched as Loki reveled in Thor’s tears when they finally came.

He knew Loki was hurting, he knew Loki’s soul - his core - it was made of blinding rage which Loki had harnessed and made it into a sharp object.

Loki had tried. But he couldn’t. Loki tried to care, Loki tried to be nice to give Thor the love he deserved, but something so broken with jagged edges cant be expected to show grace in the face of ultimate power - the power to control someone else’s life.

Loki loved Thor and professed his love on that full moon’s night, while their beloved slept and the moon rays rested on his body; filtered through the gossamer curtain the light emitted by the moon had finally found it mark after traveling a million miles. That night of the many moons was magical and he had gotten as close to Loki as a breath to a heartbeat. They both felt it when Loki had cried his heart out. But loki was rotten rotten rotten. He had done terrible things, inexcusable and he needed to die.

“Thor help me,” Luke said as they were trailing behind Loki on a vast frozen lake. The great freeze was upon them and the world was quiet with snow drifting across their vision, licking across their faces.

Thor looked at him. He was so beautiful. White fluffy snow adorned his golden mane as if sunlight itself had taken form and cradled the snowflakes, his blue eyes were sparkling with laughter but now they were confused “help with what?” he asked.

He looked at Loki who was far too ahead to listen to their hurried whispers and then looked back at Luke.“Why have you two never appeared side by side?” Thor asked.

“well we have always been side by side” he answered looking in the distance at Loki who walked with purpose and stealth, it seems they were on a hunt “Me and Loki we have always been with each other - he needs me”

“but do you need him?”

“no. he is diseased, he needs to be freed,” Luke said, he felt alive with hatred.

Thor nodded, then doubt flitted across his visage

“but the lines on his face are so beautiful” Thor tilted his head as if to take in the lithe form “and the black flecks in his red eyes, they are exquisite; the shiny blue of his endless legs, I want to touch them one last time,” Thor said and looked to luke.

luke looked down at his own hands - they were a pale Asgardian hue.

he was surprised “You LIKE him” luke screamed. but why was he screaming? loki will hear them. “what about me Thor?, what about me???”

Loki looked back at them with a sad smile, and Thor smiled back. Luke wanted to kill Loki now. Right away.

“whether you are with me or not, I am going to free him and I am going to be free,” Luke said with a snarl. Hatred coming to him easily.

“you know, you two, you are not that different” Thor said a tired smile gracing his face. He looked like a king, a wise and kind king.

Luke felt reality slipping away. No, he had to do it now, before.. before.. before what? before he forgot again?

“yes and the world doesn’t need two of us” Luke thrust the handle of a wicked looking blade in Thor’s hand and looked up expectantly. Thor gave a single nod back.

In a heartbeat, they were at Loki’s side and before their enemy could weave a spell or fight back they plunged their blades in a twin stroke through his heart and his neck.

Blood painted them red in big gushes and Thor felt shivers wrack his body

Loki struggled and swayed, Thor held his hand out for support. limitless guilt crushed him and tears sprang to his eyes, but it didn’t hold a candle to the sadness which he saw in Loki’s eyes.

Loki slipped out of his hands and fell through the frozen lake and into the freezing water.

“No, no. am sorry Loki.. nooo” Thor screamed and reached down to get Loki back, but Loki was gone and there was too much darkness now. it was night and the moonlight flickered through the gossamer curtains and that’s when he knew that he had been dreaming and he had woken up screaming a string of

Loki no, Loki no, Loki no

but the nightmare was not over yet, Loki was awake beside him, he had also screamed in pain and agony, both their screams reverberated through the large chamber in the dead of the night.

Thor was shivering and so was Loki. He looked shook and confused. His own heart hammered away and he had a hard time untangling himself from the eerie dream.

Against all sense, against all self-preservation Thor reached out to touch Loki’s cheek, to soothe him, to tell him it’s ok to be scared

Loki recoiled and in a violent action his hand shot out to grab Thor’s neck. in an instance Thor was on his back. loki’s vice-like grip on his throat tightened and made his head dizzy.

“what did you do to me? you killed me?”

Thor had no time to process the absurdity of that question and to process that Loki knew about his dream.

“I am sorry about it Loki.. I am sorry” He wheezed out what words Loki allowed him through the hand on his throat.

Loki’s hand relaxed and he breathed in large gulps, Loki looked down on him, looked at Thor’s wrists apparently satisfied that the shackles and the red collar were still on he let go of him and sat up  "You are shivering - did you try to kill me?“

Thor shook his head in denial, but it was true. no matter if it was a dream it felt real then.

“In my dreams yes,” Thor said as the shivers further wracked his frame

Loki considered him lying there for one long moment before pulling him up with a punishing grip on his bicep and hauled him out of the bed

Thor was now ashamed at his state, bare from the waist up, powerless and now getting kicked out of his captor’s bed.

Loki dragged him and he tried to walk with whatever dignity he could muster in his sleep addled state.

Loki gave him a violent shove and he fell face first in on his bed, the same bed with gossamer blue curtains; he raised his head up and for a split second he saw himself through Loki’s memories, memories of Loki saying “I love you” to his sleeping form.

with a powerful pull Loki flipped thor on his back but before Loki could do or say anything thor let his tongue get ahead of him “you said you love me?, that night of many moons? you said you loved me?”

Rage and confusion clouded Lokis face and he raised his hand before Thor had the chance to duck away or even flinch a stinging slap landed on his face and the world spun out of control

“WHAT have you done to my mind? how have you invaded it?” Loki screamed at him and then muttered something, immidiately chains materialized from thor’s shackles and collar connecting him to the stone wall behind his bed.

“nooo,” Thor couldn’t help but cry out in anguish “no… noo.” Thor tugged at the chains in a vain attempt to test the strength.

“you don’t deserve my kindness you ungrateful wretch” Loki raised his hand again but Thor cowered and crossed his now chained hands on in front of him; the gesture was plaintive and Loki’s heart crumbled in the sickest possible way. Thor was shivering and an angry red hand print was flaming across his left cheek.

Loki screamed something guttaral and unintelligible; turning towards the nearest wall he punched it in frustration. the wall shattered and stone dust flew everywhere.