Fallen Angel

Chapter Four: And So The Story Goes On...

Heimu/Loki = OTP.

I own my plot not the characters themselves.

Since I've missed over a year again... I m doing a freaking time-skip.

-Loki

Loki seemed to be taking the news about the child a little too well... "Well, I told Heimdall I couldn't risk anything..." the angel said, scooping up the rest of the eggs before they really burned.

The fertility god sat down with Loki as he watched the Trickster eat... And eat and eat and eat. "Do you have experience with children?" Freyr asked, looked at how fast the food was going.

"..Ris..hel...dag..eir..." he muttered to himself under his breath. "Yeah, I have four already." Loki smiled as he cleaned his plate. "-More please." As Freryr got up to get some toast going.

"I see. I was not aware of this." the fertility god said as brought the hot food to Loki who ate it quickly. "Running away like that must have burned you out."

"Yeah, this is delicious. Thank you. Im going to go back to bed and probably change back since Heimdall probably would like that. Right?" Loki yawned, as attempted to get up, but he stretched and fell asleep on the table instead.

The red-head woke to the same dark room that already felt like years of confinement... "Good morning little Loki..." Heimdall said, shocking the angel awake. The vampire's hand barely ghosting over Loki's chest, making the man, suck in air. "Become that woman. Abandon this body."

Didn't Loki have a conversazione with Freyr over this? Right. Fifth baby.

He decided he would amuse the vampire... "Alright." and Loki abandoned his manhood again. Augh, Loki felt sick... "Heimdall," she said, with a half-lidded look; as Loki's own amusement could stretch so far, the Trickster kissed the Vampire that was ontop of her. "Good morning. 'I am only acting this way until I get out of here!' Loki thought.

Heimdall's fangs were exposed then. "Dearest Loki... What would an angel taste like?" he asked, carefully breathing down her neck... Making Loki shiver not only from the breath, but the odd delight in this situation. Loki knew his..uh..her wives would be SO MAD at him..uhh..her right now!

Heimdall, however had other plans as he bit into the Angel's lip then sucked at the blood... Bitter... Sweet... So much like chocolate to Heimdall that he focused on Loki's wound until he bruised it. "Ah, Loki... Beautiful, beautiful Loki..." Heimdall said as he licked his lips clean, "You're going to be mine forever..."

The Trickster dug her nails into the vampire's back and hissed when the creature removed himself from her bloodstream. "...I highly doubt that." she said, feeling a trickle of liquid run down his nape as the night-dweller eradicated the "problem". The blood was gone as soon as it came back.. Which made the vampire thirsty again at the sight the Trickster's blood. Heimdall kept licking at the bruised wound until it finally healed over and tied a cloth over the Trickster's neck. so that he didn't immediately lunge at her.

Loki smiled and dressed. A long ruffled bloused that covered her up, and black princess skirt with a petticoat underneath was what Loki wore with the red cloth around her neck. "How do I look?" she asked, receiving a nod.

Oh no... She was wearing red...! Loki bolted out of the room like the lightning that chased her there!

For some time Loki was indeed confined and Heimdall was surprised when the smell of Loki changed meant he'd impregnated the woman Loki. Those wings would never be removed... Would they?

An ivory-skinned, powder-violet haired girl was born from the two. She had Loki's green eyes, though they were also quite pale... "Mmm.. What to call her..." Loki said, The child was just so... pale. Her name ended up being Thalassa, but she was forbidden to go out to the ocean because of Heimdall's allergy to salt anyways. And Loki knew Heimdall wouldn't let the child out his sight. A halfling like her would definitely get teased in the Demi-god world regardless. And, with her being half of a demon, it would increase her chances of getting killed. The Trickster hated his luck.

"Thalassa, stop playing with the thorn garden... Daddy will get mad at you if you touch that." Loki scolded, picking the girl up as she ripped up a tangled piece of the garden. The girl just nodded and watched as she was carried inside. She then held out the tangled piece of the shrub like she did something good.

"Thalassa, you're too young. But that's bad. You just hurt it bad."

The little girl looked up to Loki and blinked. "When is Daddy waking up, Mommy?" she asked, "I want to go outside."

Loki smiled and patted the child's head. "I know baby, I know." Loki said, "Now, who wants to to go bug Freyr for something to eat!"

"Oh! Me! Please lemme do do it Mommy!" the child said as she jumped down and skipped to the kitchen.