Innocence Lost

Frei stifled a gasp, her hands held over her mouth as she leaned pressed against the wall. Her brown eyes were wide with shock, a hint of tears welling up in the corners. She could feel her heart beating faster and faster, and she feared she might faint, or worse scream. Blinking slowly, she shifted against the wall, peering around the corner. ~Loki!~

He was smiling to himself, holding the Dragon's Orb in his hand, admiring it's sheen. The orange glow illuminated his features, casting his lightly tanned skin in shadows. He looked different, older, the boy had become a man, with his short spiky hair growing out down to his shoulder, luxurious silk of coal black locks. His appearance was startling, but that's not what made her want to cry out. No...her shock came from the man who lay on the floor, his blonde hair slowly darkening as the blood that seeped out of his body tainted his corn colored locks.

Frei swallowed again, fighting down the scream that was building up in her throat. She couldn't believe what her eyes had witnessed, didn't want to believe it. Loki had killed the mortal, easily striking down the einherjar with a blow of power he had stolen from the Dragon's Orb. The man had let out a pain filled scream, falling off the dais of the water mirror. How Loki had laughed, long and hard, staring without compassion at the man's body.

Frei was finding it hard to believe that her childhood friend was capable of killing a man in cold blood, but she couldn't deny what she had witnessed. What's worse, he was a thief too, daring to lay his hands on one of the sacred treasures.

"I know you're there." Loki called out to her, his voice a dark chuckle. "Show yourself...Frei."

This time she did gasp, shocked that he was aware of her presence. She gulped, nervously pushing herself away from the wall, going to stand in the entrance of the vault. "Loki!" She called out, her voice high pitched with nervousness. She shook her head, angry at the tremor of fear that ran through her voice. Steeling her nerves, she clenched her fists, holding her hands by her sides. "What have you done?!"

"Ah Frei..." He ignored her question, a sad smile on his face. "Of all the Gods in Valhalla, why did it have to be you that made this discovery?" He tsked, taking a step towards her.

"Stay back!" ordered Frei, raising her hands in warning.

Loki paused, eyeing her curiously. "Can you really raise a fist towards your dear old friend?"

"I will if I have to!" She told him, ether flaring up in her hands. She was disturbed to see him grin, a slow spreading of his lips.

"Come now....we both know you are outclassed....you cannot stand up to my power when I am backed by the Dragon's Orb."

"Put it back, and we'll see just who is the strongest." Frei said, Loki erupting into a fit of gleeful laughter.

"Ah..." He brought the orb to the front of his cape, releasing his hold on the crystal ball. It floated in place before him, easily keeping up with his movements. "You always did know how to make me laugh..." He smiled then, looking at her fondly.

"I wasn't aware of making any joke." Frei retorted angrily.

"Heh...it's even more amusing to know you are serious." Loki said, then sighed. "Dear Frei...I won't be putting back the orb...not now, not ever."

"You will put it back willingly, or I will force you to..." She said, trying to sound threatening even though her knees were shaking with fear. "I cannot allow you to leave with the Dragon's Orb!"

"You can and you will!" Loki retorted, striding forward.

"Stop!" She cried out, teleporting before him, her hand held up beseechingly.

"Get out of my way Frei..." Loki threw out his arm, intending to swat her away from him. Instead the young Goddess caught at his arm, feet skidding on the floor as she pushed against his strength. She couldn't stop him from knocking her away, not completely, but she managed to remain standing, still holding onto his arm. "Let go Frei!"

"No!" She struggled with him, fingers digging into his sleeve, seeking purchase against the coarse material.

"Don't make me hurt you!" Loki snarled, reaching forward to grab at her hands. He wrenched her fingers free of his sleeve, her nails leaving tears that reached all the way down to his skin, breaking it open bloodily.

"AH!!" Frei cried as he squeezed her hands, gathered her wrists in a one handed grip. He lifted her before his face, staring at her thoughtfully. She shrieked, her eyes narrowing, bringing up a boot covered leg to kick at his chest. The wind was knocked out of him, Loki releasing his hold on her. Frei tumbled to the floor, landing on her hands and knees. No time to recover, she was sweeping out her left leg, knocking it into Loki's feet, in an attempt to bring him down.

Loki stumbled but stayed upright, lifting off the ground in a mid air float. Frei glared up at him, bringing her hand before her chest, concentrating all her energy on the space between her hands. "Take this!" She cried, flinging a powerful blast of energy at Loki.

He sneered, holding up his hand, the energy bouncing harmlessly off his palm. "Now it's my turn." He said ominously, the orange glow of the Dragon Orb intensifying. A low hum was in the air, power gathering, winding down his arms in large loops of glowing ether. He watched as Frei's eyes widened, the girl looking frightened as he pointed at her.

She could feel her braid being blown back, bangs ruffling as Loki prepared to unleashed the attack on her. She didn't even hold up her hands to try to defend herself, finding her body frozen with fear. All the young Goddess could do was close her eyes, and pray for a swift end. The humming of the orb grew louder, seeming to rumble in time with the beating of her heart, Frei's breath catching in her throat as she waited for Loki to make his move.

A finger flicked hard against her forehead, the hum of power dying down. Frei opened her eyes, anxious surprise shining in the brown of them. Loki was bent over her, his index finger still pressed against her head, a kind smile on his face. "Gotcha."

Frei blinked, staring in slack jawed shock. He began chuckling, shaking his head ruefully. "Oh Frei....what am I going to do with you...? Hmm?" He surprised her by dropping his hand down to her cheek, a light grazing touch on her skin.

"Quit it..." She said, finding her voice at last. Frei raised up her arm, knocking his caressing hand away from her face. "Why didn't you finish me off?" She demanded, meeting his eyes boldly.

He was quiet, considering his words. "Because it was you..." He whispered at last, causing her to strain to hear him. He sighed at her puzzled look. "If it was anyone else I wouldn't have hesitated to finish them off. But you Frei...you are the one God, the only one of the Aesir and Vanir that I do not wish to suffer." He smiled at her, the look in his eyes fond. "You're the only friend I have...the only friend I ever had in all my time in Asgard. You alone did not look down on me for my mixed heritage, and for that I am grateful. Grateful enough to let you go..."

"I..." He was bending placing his fingers against her lips, shushing her.

"Don't fight me on this Frei. You won't win....neither of us will....I don't want to hurt you..." He said, lowering his hand.

"But you already have..." Frei said. "Taking the Dragon Orb not only hurts Odin, it hurts all of us...even me..."

"It means nothing to you...and everything to me!" Loki shouted.

"Oh? What does it mean?" She demanded, raising to stand.

"Power...." He answered quickly enough. "And the respect and fear that comes with that power! That is why I take the Dragon Orb, that is why I do what I must do."

"That's not the Loki I know." Frei said softly, reaching out to touch his chest. "The Loki I know doesn't care about such things..."

"The Loki you know is no more!" sneered the God, stepping away from her hovering hands. "That boy was merely an illusion, an act designed to placate both Aesir and Vanir with his compliance."

"No..."

"Yes..." insisted Loki. He turned a sickly grin on her. "Don't you think I played the part well? Even Freya and Odin were fooled by me!"

"If that's true...than what of us? What of our friendship...was that just a ploy as well?" She demanded.

"Frei no..." He reached forward to clasp hold of her hands, squeezing them lightly. "That friendship is the one pure thing I have, the one good memory of my time in Asgard."

"A memory you spit upon with your actions here in this room!" retorted Frei, trying to pull her hands free. He held on to them, staring at her sadly.

"Maybe so..." He said at last, letting go of her with a sigh. "But it's something I must do..." He went to push past her, and she grabbed at his cape, a weak tug that was hardly capable of stopping him. But the God stilled, his back to her, intent to hear out her words.

"Please..." She pleaded. "I beg of you...Don't do this...Don't take the Dragon's Orb from this room. No one need know...I won't tell...we can go back to the way things were..."

"And what would you give me if I was to agree to such a thing?" Loki asked, still not turning to look at her.

"I...." She hesitated, considering. "What do you want?"

Loki smiled, a crafty look in his eyes. "What if I told you what I wanted was YOU, dear Frei." He was turning then, turning to look at her.

"Me?" She was puzzled. "You already have my friendship..."

"It's not friendship that I crave..." He told her, lazily looking her over. He saw her frown harder, still not getting his meaning and sighed. "You really are quite the innocent, aren't you....?"

"You say that like it's a bad thing..." Frei said.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing....although in this instance, I find it presents a barrier to your understanding what I want." Loki stepped closer to her, hands reaching out to catch at her arms. He pulled her closer to him, watching as her brow furrowed, the girl beginning to struggle in his arms.

"Loki what..." But her voice was cut off, words muffled as the God suddenly pressed his lips onto hers. She gasped into his mouth, feeling his lips mashing against hers, hard and possessive, almost bruising her with the force of his kiss. She tried to take a step back, to escape this unexpected sensation, but he followed her, fingers clamped around her upper arms, keeping her from fleeing entirely.

His lips opened and curved around hers, soft and smooth, and not entirely unpleasant. They nibbled and nudged, seeking to beguile her mouth open, wanting entrance to what lay inside her jaw. Frei's lips slowly parted, hesitant and unsure. She startled, feeling Loki's tongue thrust into her mouth, stroke along the roof of it, tickling her before diving down to meet her tongue.

"Mprgh!" Frei protested, trying to curl her tongue away from his. But he nudged the tip against hers, taste buds rubbing together as he slid along the length of her tongue, as deep as he could reach. Frei placed the front of her hands on his chest, pushing down, trying to break free of his grip. She was surprised when he pulled away from her face, almost disappointed that he freed her lips.

"Loki..." Her eyes were wide as she stared at him, seeing him look at her through half lidded eyes that couldn't quite hide the desire in them. "What was that?!"

He smiled. "A kiss Frei. Don't tell me you don't know what one is!"

"No..." She was sure she was blushing, her cheeks as red as tomatoes. "I know what a kiss is....only....only..." ~I've never been kissed like that before!~ She thought to herself.

"It's something I wanted to do for a long time now..." admitted Loki, letting go of her one arm to touch her mouth. His thumb brushed against her lower lip, stroking the kiss swollen flesh. His eyes were drawn to her mouth, full of longing and desire, and Frei found herself staring at his mouth too. "Now do you understand?" He asked, still rubbing his finger against her lips, tracing the curve of her mouth.

"You are....willing to give up the Dragon's Orb for a kiss?" She asked confused. He started laughing, and she frowned, not understanding his amusement.

"Not just a kiss dear Frei..." Loki smirked at her. "I want all of you...each and every part, from the top of your head to the tip of your toes..." His hand slowly made it's way down her neck, fingers dipping in underneath the high collar of her dress. "Do you understand?"

"I..." She was shaking her head no, still confused.

Lower went his hand, leaving her collar alone to drop down to the brown of her dress, to rest right over left breast. She gasped, mouth dropping open in shock as he curved his hand around her small breast, finding her to be the perfect fit against his palm. "How about now?" purred Loki, giving her a slight squeeze.

"Oh!!" Frei was whirling away from him, chasing his hands away from her body.

"Would you give yourself to me?" Loki pressed his front against her back, resting his chin on the top of her head. "Sacrifice the purity of your body to save the orb?" His hands wound around the front of her body, resting just under her breasts. Her breathing intensified, Frei considering his words.

"If I...If I do this...you will stop your mad plan...give back the Dragon Orb...?" She asked, a tremor in her voice.

"Yes..." He bent over her, kissing the back of her ear, feeling her do a full body shudder. "What do you say Frei? Decide quickly..Else I will leave here right away with the orb."

"No!! No...." She said quietly. "Don't go...I...I agree to your terms."

"Good girl..." Loki smiled against her hair, placing another kiss on the curve of her ear. He stepped away from her, hands slowly sliding free of her body. "Then the first thing I would have you do is strip..."

"What?!" She whirled around to face him, eyes wide with panic. "Here?! Now?!"

"What better place, what better time than the present?" Loki asked. "You didn't think to delay or renegade on our deal, now did you Frei?"

"No..." She shook her head. "I just..." ~Didn't think my first time would be in a place without a soft bed.~ Was her unfinished thought.

"Then do it..." He leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, staring at her with a hint of impatience on his face. Frei blushed deeper, looking at him uncertainly. ~I have to do this.~ She thought, closing her eyes, trying to block out the sight of his handsome face. With a lick of her suddenly dry lips, Frei raised her arms, reaching behind her back to unzip her dress.

Down went the zipper, and though she tried to go slow, it reached the end all to fast. Her dress loosened, and she slowly began to peel it off her chest, sliding her arms through the sleeveless holes of the top. She stared at the floor, avoiding Loki's eyes, hands shaking as she hesitated to reveal her breasts. Frei took in a nervous gulp of air, and holding back a tortured cry she yanked down her dress, her small breasts bouncing free of their confines.

"Very nice...." Loki's voice purred out, though the young Goddess avoided looking at his face. "Now the rest of it..."

Sighing, Frei pushed her dress down further past her waist, it sliding easily down her legs to crumple at the floor. She made no move to step out of her dress, just standing there, shivering under Loki's intense stare. "Now the gloves..." He ordered, and with a frown she began peeling off the elbow length sleeves, dropping them carelessly on the floor.

"Panties." He said, his voice sing songing the two syllables.

Again she closed her eyes, her hands shaking as she slid her fingers under the waistband of her pale pink panties. She could feel her breasts rising and falling, faster now as she began to take quick, panicked breaths. ~Oh Odin...give me strength!~ She thought, and suddenly wrenched them downwards, exposing herself fully to Loki's appreciative eyes.

"Very nice.." He said in approval as she lifted her leg, sliding the panties off her foot. Frei shyly held her hands before her front, one arm going across her breasts, the other covering her most intimate place. Frei was dismayed to see her body was turning pink, a full body blush of embarrassment at her situation. She continued to stare at the floor, uncomfortable with the way Loki looked at her. He was practically leering, and that smirk on his face said he was far too pleased with himself.

A shadow fell on her, and she looked up, stifling a gasp to see Loki standing in front of her. He reached out with his hands, forcing her arms to her side, making her display her body to his eager eyes. He stared at her for a long time without staying anything, causing the Goddess to fidget and wonder what was on his mind. At last he began to move, circling around her, still staring.

She started to turn with him, trying to keep him in her direct line of sights but Loki stopped her. "Let me look at you...." He whispered huskily, going to stand behind her. She jumped when he touched her, an innocent winding of his fingers on her braid. He wrapped her hair round his fist, giving a slight tug, pulling her neck back so that she was staring up into his face.

"Loki?" She asked uncertainly, seeing him lower his head, brushing his lips against hers in an upside down kiss. The angle was awkward, this short of pain as he held her head back in the neck straining position. His other hand reached around the front of her body, touching her breast, a gentle squeeze that had her moaning into Loki's mouth. Frei gasped, embarrassed at the sound she had made, but Loki smiled, a quick kiss against her lips before he released her mouth.

Loki opened his fingers, letting the braid fall away from his hand, and Frei gratefully allowed her head to go to a more natural position. His hand continued to play at her chest, fingers searching out her nipple, capturing it between thumb and finger, rubbing it between his finger tips. Frei felt a tingling sensation at the front of her breast, it tickled and made her wiggle as she cried out. She gasped to find the soft flesh of her nipple hardening, jutting out between Loki's fingers. He circled the hard bud with the tip of his finger, causing Frei to arch into his hand.

Loki bent over Frei, burying his lips in the crook of her shoulder, kissing the flesh there. His fingertips continued to caress her, and he began trailing kisses along the back of her shoulder, working his way up to her neck. He could feel her quivering as he palmed her breasts, feel the beating of her heart as his lips caressed the pulse point in her neck.

He was growling then, a deep throaty sound that spoke of his desire. She gasped, body jumping slightly in fright, and he soothed her with a gentle sound. He then spun Frei around, watching as her small breasts jiggled from the sudden motion, a delightful feast for the eyes. But he forced himself to look her in the face, to stare deep into her eyes, hands moving to remove the hat she wore a top her head. It fell to the floor with a loud clatter, Frei's eyes seeking to follow it.

"No....look at me..." Loki said insistently, capturing her hands. He brought them to his face, urging her to stroke his cheeks. She hesitated, than began moving, fingers caressing against his skin, making him sigh happily. She had to stand on tip toe to reach him, Loki's new form forcing him to bend down to meet the petite Goddess halfway. He frowned, not liking this constant bending. "To the floor..." He said, and began lowering himself downwards. His hands on her hips guided her down into his lap, Frei looking small and doll like in his embrace.

Her head came up to his shoulder, and she leaned back to look at him. The Dragon's Orb floated before his chest, casting her body in a soft orange glow, letting the young Goddess feel the warmth of it's power. Loki touched her belly, fingers exploring, easing downwards causing Frei to tense up in his arms. "Relax..." He whispered, sliding his fingers through her brown curls. Without warning, he was dipping his fingers into her, seeking out the silken heat of her.

"AH!! Loki!!" Frei cried out, sounding panicked. She grabbed at his hand, trying to stop him.

"Shh...it's all right....it'll feel good soon enough..." There was only a hint of moisture to her, but he gathered that up underneath his finger. Using the tip of one finger, he smoothed her liquid over her soft folds, gently grazing the center of her. Frei jerked back against him, unsure of this treatment. His fingers flexed and curled, sliding around her folds, working her over. He could hear her breath catching in her throat, and it was then that he slowly sank one finger inside her, then another.

"Lift your hips for me." Loki told her, seeing the confusion in her eyes. But it was rapidly being replaced with something else, a hint of desire in her eyes. Frei let out a whimper, legs spreading slightly as she raised her hips even as Loki thrust his fingers inside her in a delicious rhythm. "Gods Frei! You're so wet...so tight...I love it..."

"Don't talk like that..." Frei begged, little mewling sounds escaping her lips when he circled his thumb around her clitoris. Another growl from Loki, the God latching on to her mouth, drinking in her sounds as he kissed her. His thumb circled around the very heart of her wetness, and she began to wiggle her hips, trying to press her clit deeper against his thumb. He answered her unspoken need, rubbing harder, making her cry out against his mouth.

All too soon she was shaking, her body being racked with bliss. He could see the shock in her eyes, as she stared up at him, her mouth falling open to let out one loud wail. Moisture dripped out of her, coating his hand and her thighs, the climax of her desire. She panted, trying to catch her breath, but he was kissing her again, trying to leave her dazed and confused.

"I told you it would be good..." He purred against her mouth, lips brushing hers as he spoke. Frei dimly nodded, breathing heavily, cheeks flushed with the sign of her arousal. "Now it's your turn to do something for me..."

"What..." Frei asked, expression innocent. Loki smiled, inwardly enjoying his corruption of the young Goddess.

"Help me out of my pants..." He said, guiding her hand between their bodies. He could see her hesitating, but at last she moved, touching the button fly of his trousers. He let out a sigh as she freed him from his confinement, his thick length springing free. She made a strangled sound deep in her throat, staring wide eyed at his large erection.

"You can touch it if you like..." Loki told her, smiling. Frei drew her eyes away from his manhood, doubt on her face as she gazed up at him. "Go on..." he urged. "Touch it..."

Frei looked again, staring curiously at his dick. She had never seen anything like it before, shocked to notice it was twitching. "Frei..." Loki said, a hint of impatience to his voice. It moved her, caused her to reluctantly reach out and touch the tip. Closing his eyes, Loki let out a groan, and she paused looking up at him in worry.

"Did I hurt you?"

His eyes opened with surprise, the smile back on his face. "No. Quite the opposite...touch it some more..."

"But..." She skirted a finger down the length of his underside, tracing a throbbing vein. Loki let out a hiss of air, a pleased yes coming from his lips. Emboldened, she closed her fist around his shaft, feeling out the hardness of him. "Move your hand..." urged Loki. "Move it up and down..."

"Like this?" Frei asked, beginning to move her hand. Loki sighed and moaned, pleased with her actions. She was slow at first, just moving her hand up and down, the innocent manner in which she moved driving the God even wilder. "Faster..." He said through gritted teeth, and she sped up her hand, fingers squeezing his shaft as she moved.

"Frei....it's not enough..." Loki groaned. "I want...I want you to use your mouth..."

"My mouth?" She repeated with a frown. "I don't understand..." He was easing her out of his lap, spreading his legs so that she was situated between them.

"You will...please....just do it..." His hands were on her shoulders, trying to push her down towards his crotch.

"...." She stared at his dick, hesitating.

"Lean over me..." Loki instructed, and at last she complied. Moving languidly, guiding her mouth towards his thick erection. Loki could feel her warm breath fanning against his balls, the sensation alone almost enough to drive him mad. "Taste me with your tongue." Loki urged her, and was pleased when her tiny pink tongue darted out, touching the tip of him.

"It's salty..." Frei complained, but she was returning her tongue to his dick, swirling her tongue over the crown of his cock head. Her hand reached forward to take steady hold of his erection, the girl licking downwards. Loki moaned, encouragement coming forth from his mouth, as she licked. She slurped up and down, licking at him like he was a piece of hard candy, trying to capture the taste of him. She licked and she licked until Loki thought he would go mad with anticipation, and then she was kissing him, puckering her lips against the tip of him.

"Oh Gods yes!" His hands felt their way onto her scalp, fingers digging into her tightly braided hair. "Open you mouth Frei...Take me inside you!"

Her lips parted, and he saw stars as she slid inch after inch into her mouth. Her tongue pressed against the underside of his dick, rubbing against it as he slid deeper and deeper into her mouth. Frei made a questioning noise, looking up at him as though to ask, "Now what?"

"Now move..." Loki said, gently guiding her head in the bobbing motion he so desired. Puzzlement in her eyes, she complied, up and down went her head, Loki's dick sliding in and out of her wet mouth. Seconds turned into pleasure filled minutes, the vault filling with the sounds of her sucking, and his moans. Loki could have reached fulfillment this way, and he almost let her bring him. But the temptation of being nestled deep within her wet folds proved too much for the God, Loki shouting, "Enough! Enough!"

He slid free of her mouth with a loud pop of air, Frei licking her lips, finding she missed the feel of him in her mouth. He pulled her back into his lap, grinding his erection against her belly as he kissed her, getting a taste of himself from her lips. "It's time we finished this..." Loki told her, hands resting on her lower back. "I want you to wrap your legs around me..."

"Like this?" Frei asked, placing her legs around his waist. The length of him pressed against her center, almost at the brink of penetration, but not quite.

"Yes..." Loki said, placing a kiss on her forehead. "That's perfect." Still holding onto her back, he rose with her clinging to him. "Hold onto me Frei..." He commanded, and her hands went to his shoulders, fingers gripping his cape. The Dragon Orb rubbed against her chest, pressed right against her breasts, and she gasped at the current of energy that ran through her body. Soon she was gasping for another reason, feeling him rub his dick along her wet folds.

"Is this..." She trailed off.

"Speak Frei..." urged Loki, curious as to what she had to say.

She blushed. "Is this going to be like with your fingers?"

He was laughing then, kissing her joyfully. "That and so much more dear Frei...I can promise you that..." One more kiss against her lips, and then he was thrusting forward, impaling her fully in one masterful stroke. Frei cried out, tears forming in her eyes as he broke through the membrane of her virginity, shocked at the pain she felt.

"Don't cry Frei..." begged Loki, licking at her face, lapping up her tears. "The pain will only last but an instant..."

"It hurts!" She said this accusingly, glaring at him.

"I know...I know..." Loki let out a moan, finding it was all he could do to stay still and let her adjust to his size. Her breathing changed, Loki judging it was the proper time to move, and slowly withdrew only to thrust in once again. Frei cried out, fingers digging into his shoulders, tangling in locks of his hair. But it wasn't a cry born of pain but of pleasure that she released.

Her legs squeezed at his sides, holding him tightly, even as her insides clenched around him, tighter yet. Loki let out a cry of pure bliss, and began riding her hard, finding he couldn't, wouldn't slow down. He placed kisses on her face, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, and of course her lips. Fervent, passionate ones that had his tongue plunging into her mouth mimicking the same thrusting force of his dick.

Frei moaned against him, grinding her hips, eyes wide with the shock of how good Loki was making her feel. She could feel something building up inside of her, something immense that had her insides tightening up. Suddenly she was screaming out, feeling it release, feeling herself grow wetter yet. Loki continued to hold her, standing up in the middle of the room, effortless holding her petite form up as he thrusted into her again and again. He was calling out her name over and over again, a continuous cry of "Frei!"

And then she felt him tensing up, not knowing what that meant. A guttural cry was torn from his lips, and then she felt something shoot out of him and into her. His movements began to slow, and the hardness she felt deep inside of her began to soften, leaving her feeling empty. "Loki...?"

"Shhh..." He was still pressing her against him, easily supporting her weight up off the floor. He kissed her once more, letting out a joyous laugh. She looked at him, seeing the sleepy satisfaction in his eyes. Frei risked a smile at him, timidly touching his long strands, finding she liked him better with long hair.

He held her for a few minutes more, and then was suddenly sliding her down the length of his body. Her feet touched the floor once more, and she looked up at him, surprised to see he was looking away from her. Loki concentrated on tucking himself back into his pants, quickly fastening the buttons close.

"That was lovely Frei....an experience I'll treasure always..." He said.

"We could do it again..." She said shyly. "This doesn't have to be a one time thing."

"Ah...would that be true..." Loki said with real regret in his voice. "But I'm afraid you won't want to have anything to do with me after today."

"Today....what's today?" She asked, confused. He lifted his head, looking her in the eyes, and she gasped at the pure malice she saw there.

"Why today is the day I destroy the world." He laughed, hand going to caress the Dragon's Orb that floated against his chest.

"What....you can't....you promised...."

"Ah dear, sweet NAIVE Frei..." Loki interrupted. "I may have said I'd give up the Dragon's Orb but I never said WHEN I would return it." More laughter from him, the God enjoying the shock on her face. "Ah Frei....it was...sweet..." He went to touch her face, and she screamed, slapping his hand away. He shrugged his shoulders unconcerned, turning to walk away.

Screaming in pain and rage, she threw all the energy she could muster at his back, watching as it bounced harmlessly off his cape. "This is good-bye Frei..." Loki said, not bothering to look back. "Do give my regards to your sister..."

"Loki! Come back!" Frei cried out, watching as ether swirled around his body, the God vanishing before her eyes. Only his laughter remained, pounding in all around her as she sank down to her knees. "Damn it!" She cried, tears pouring out her eyes as she pounded her fists against the floor. Too late did she remember that Loki was also known by another name....that of the Trickster God...