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Defaulted to Logyn. Warning for mild dub/con (no smut).
MAIDS AND MASTERS
Loki was bored and his usual
source of entertainment was off-world trying to start an intergalactic
incident. Well, Thor said he and his
idiotic friends were going camping, but Loki doubted that the trip would go so
smoothly. Not that Loki would have a hand in making it worse. No, this time he’d
let Thor screw up all on his own. Which is why Loki was bored.
So with no brother or annoying friends
to prank, and no visiting dignitaries to con or seduce, Loki decided to turn to
his next favourite pastime; terrorising the palace staff. For the better part
of the week he humiliated his tutors, bested his the master-at-arms, and
frightened his chambermaid so badly that she resigned her post and retired
halfway across the realm.
The following morning Loki was reclining
on his leather chaise lounge, so dark green it may as well have been black, congratulating
himself on a prank well played, when her replacement knocked on his chamber
door. She greeted Loki with an awkward curtsy before going about her duties.
Pranking mood or not, Loki generally ignored his servants, but he found his
eyes following the new girl as she went about changing his linens. She was so
much younger than her predecessor, younger even than Loki himself. That alone
was enough to pique Loki’s curiosity.
As he and his brother had gotten
older, so had their personal attendants, no doubt an effort on their mother’s
part to discourage improper relations. Not that it really discouraged Loki too
much, as his tastes in bed-partners varied from week to week. And this young
maid, if she looked half as good in his bed as she did making it, Loki could
imagine keeping her in his bed all year long.