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Indemnify

Stripped of his birthright at a young age, Thor believed that life as he knew it was a life that would never be his again. He believed that he would spend the rest of his days as the leader of a guild; nothing more, nothing less. And he would've gone his entire life believing these lies had his path not crossed with Loki, a tempting Sorcerer with a sharp tongue that is determined to receive everything he's ever wanted in life, and is hell-bent on using Thor to get it.

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Chapter 4: And So The Walls Begin To Crumble Part 2

After having sex with Thor for three days straight, Loki felt more comfortable with the Aesir than he originally believed possible. He was currently resting against the man's broad chest, too lazy to get up and cleanse himself or make breakfast. He knew that he would have to get started integrating himself into the running of this settlement today, and groaned when he heard a loud knock on their front door, someone calling out for him.

Huffing in annoyance, Loki pulled himself from Thor's warm arms and climbed out of bed, pulling on a robe and heading to the front of the home, opening the front door.

Dageid was outside waiting for him and had an amused smile on his face when he saw Loki's current state. "Good afternoon, Drotta. I apologize if I've disturbed you."

"It's quite alright, Dageid. What do you need?"

"I was hoping to introduce you to the other Jotnar in this town. They're quite excited to meet you." Answered Dageid. "I can wait patiently outside for you to get ready."

Stepping aside, Loki motioned for Dageid to come in. "It's a hot day; please come in."

Dageid beamed at Loki, accepting his offer. "Thank you, Drotta."

Closing the door behind him, Loki headed into Thor's small kitchen, making some tea for them. "You said there's a Jotun Alliance in this settlement?"

"There is. There aren't too many Jotnar here - I think there's a little over 10,000 - so we've banded together, to maintain some sort of culture still. We celebrate our national holidays together and try to support each other however we can."

This information comforted Loki and he hummed softly, using seidr to heat the water before setting tea leaves in it so that it could brew. "You mentioned yesterday that you were born here. Have you ever been to Jotunheim?"

"I have. My sister lives there, and my family tries to see her at least once a year."

Humming again, Loki carried the warm tea cups over to the dining room table, handing Dageid his cup. "What made you want to live here, instead of in Jotunheim?"

Dageid smiled softly, looking down at his mug. "I married an Aesir. Growing up here has made me realize how beautiful it is to be surrounded by people from different lands. My children are of mixed heritage and would stick out like a sore thumb if we lived in Jotunheim. Here, they fit right in."

Loki was surprised to hear that Dageid had children. "How many children do you have?"

"My husband and I have five children together. He has two from a previous marriage, so that makes seven." Answered Dageid, pulling out a small painting. "Here they are."

Loki took hold of the small painting, marveling at the niouvi's family. Loki had always wondered what he and Thor's children would look like and judging by this picture, it seemed like he couldn't predict what their child would look like at all. Some of Dageid's children looked like their Aesir father, some looked like Dageid exactly, and their youngest looked like a blend between them, with pale blue skin, colored eyes like her Aesir parent, and small little horns on the side of her head. "Norns… you have a lovely family."

"Thank you, Drotta," Murmured Dageid, putting the miniature painting away. "Thank you for the tea."

Before he could respond, he heard Thor call out for him and sighed softly, craning his neck to respond to him. "I'm in here, Thor!"

Not even five seconds later, Thor exited the bedroom naked, a mischievous smirk on his face. "You know, I could always-" He gasped loudly once he realized they had a guest, quickly covering himself. "Loki! Y-You didn't say you had someone over!"

Loki burst out into a fit of laughter, using seidr to bring Thor's robe out to him. "Well, I didn't know you would walk out naked! Norns have mercy, husband."

Being called this spread a fierce blush across Thor's cheeks and his heart fluttered, as it seemed like their marathon sex made Loki feel more comfortable with the idea of being married to him. "I-I'll go back in our room."

Loki was still laughing when Thor turned to leave and wiped at his eyes, beginning to apologize to Dageid. "Forgive me, Dageid. I didn't know he would do that."

Dageid had an amused smile on his face and sipped at his tea, not bothered. "I understand, Drotta. Why don't you get ready? I'll wait here for you."

Apologizing again, Loki stood and headed back to his and Thor's bedroom, hearing that he was in the shower. Deciding to join him, Loki pulled off his robe and hung it on the door of the bathroom, slipping in with Thor. "That was quite a laugh."

Thor whirled around and pulled Loki into his arms, playfully nipping at his jugular. "How did you make friends this quickly? You haven't even been here for a week."

Laughing softly, Loki wrapped his arms around Thor, allowing the water to wash over them. "Dageid approached me at our wedding and told me that he would introduce me to the other Jotnar in this town."

Shifting up, Thor kissed Loki, feeling happiness rise within him when Loki kissed him back. "I'm glad that you're integrating yourself with the members of this settlement."

"Well, we have plans for this settlement and the only way to accomplish those plans is if I try, too." He pressed a final kiss against Thor's lips, reaching for a loofah behind him. "I have no idea how long I'll be out today."

Thor began to wash up as well, not bothered by this. "My council of ten would like to meet with you to discuss your role as Drotta this upcoming Wednesday."

Loki hummed softly, rinsing off the soap. "Of course."

Always fascinated by Loki and his figure, Thor observed him as he washed, wanting to ask a pressing question. "Loki?"

"Hm?"

"Where are your testicles?"

Beginning to laugh, Loki turned to look up at Thor, an amused smile on his face. "They're internal, along with my ovaries." He raised up a mirthful eyebrow then. "Do you have any other questions about my body?"

"... Not at the moment." Murmured Thor, his face flushed with embarrassment.

The niouvi was finished washing and stepped out of the shower, using seidr to dry his skin and hair. "I'll see you tonight."

Thor reached out to pull him closer and kissed him softly, surprising Loki. "Alright. Enjoy your day."

Loki felt like kissing Thor again and told himself that nothing was wrong with wanting to kiss his husband. He wasn't falling in love. Stretching up to kiss him, he closed his eyes, allowing Thor to deepen their kiss. He couldn't deny his and Thor's excellent sexual chemistry and let out a soft sound when Thor's tongue slid against his, parting his lips for a downright sinful kiss.

He remembered that Dageid was waiting for him and forced himself to pull away, knowing that if Thor pulled him into the shower, they would end up having sex. "I have to go, Thor." He muttered, kissing Thor one last time. "Dageid is waiting for me."

Thor didn't want to hold Loki up, so he met him for what was their truly final kiss before pulling away. "Sometimes you look so tempting, I can't help but indulge."

This admittedly put a soft smile on Loki's face and he laughed, turning to leave so that he could get dressed for the day. He was surprised that he and Thor felt this comfortable around each other but found after some contemplation that he didn't mind. Thor was easy to read and very predictable, and these were traits that Loki could work with.

He decided on a gold and black outfit and summoned some matching jewelry from his closet in Jotunheim to his home here with Thor, placing black and gold gemstone earrings in his lobes, black and gold beads in his hair, and golden wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs on his body, using seidr to tie his hair up. Finally, he sprayed some perfume on and exited his and Thor's bedroom, greeting Dageid. "Sorry for the wait, Dageid."

The niouvi shot him an understanding smile, standing up. "It's quite alright, Drotta." He gestured to Loki's outfit then, mildly jealous. "You look beautiful. I wish I could dress like you."

Loki led Dageid out of his home, climbing on one of Thor's horses and riding through the streets of the settlement with him. "You can dress like me. You're a niouvi. We are the epitome of sex and fertility in this realm, and everyone that gazes at us deserves to do so in jealousy."

Dageid twisted at the reins of his horse nervously. "My husband wouldn't like it. I'm afraid that's a point of contention in our marriage. He isn't as understanding as our Drott."

Loki sensed that this was something that made Dageid feel uncomfortable, so he dropped it, not wanting to press the issue. He wanted to become close to Dageid because they were both niouvi and married to Aesir, and didn't want to risk upsetting him.