Tearing Off the Shadows

Smiling sweetly, Mayura sat up slowly, pressing to him. \"And I am not so innocent that I don\'t know what you are doing.\" She purred out sweetly before scooting out from under him, giggling.

\"Oh really? Anyone I know?\" Heimdall asked, arching an eyebrow upwards.

\"Not all doujinshi are innocent.\" Mayura said with a wink before bouncing away, grinning at him as she backed away.

\"I see.\" Heimdall snickered, following after her. Doujinshi were one thing, the real thing was another.

Twirling around playfully, Mayura giggled as she evaded him. \"So I knew that you were trying to seduce me.\" She said, wagging her finger.

\"I wasn\'t trying to seduce you. I was trying to kill you. There is a difference.\" Heimdall replied, leaning against a wall, watching her.

Stopping and pouting, Mayura fingered her blouse, which was somewhat undone. \"Doushite? Aren\'t we at least friends?\" She asked softly.

\"Are we?\" Heimdall asked, arching an eyebrow upwards. \"I don\'t have many friends.\"

\"Well why not? You are a nice man...sweet...handsome...and you need friends!\" Mayura said as she waved her hand cheerfully, blushing brightly.

Heimdall felt a twitch coming on. \"Oh really?\"

\"Hai!\" Mayura chirped out as she smiled sweetly. She looked around as she folded her hands before her, gazing at her surroundings.

Once she was distracted, Heimdall pounced. Like a bird of prey, he descended on her, all but throwing her back onto the bed, leaning over her.

Shrieking slightly in surprise, Mayura stared up at him. She lay still, watching him with wide eyes.

\"I told you not to underestimate me.\" Heimdall smirked, then leaned down and kissed her.

Stilling as his lips touched hers, Mayura stared wildly up at him, shocked. But then her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned softly, returning the kiss.

Heimdall pulled back, arching an eyebrow up at her.

Looking up at him as she panted slightly, Mayura tried to focus her glazed eyes. She pouted. \"More.\"

\"More?\" Heimdall couldn\'t help but smirk. He leaned down, kissing her hard, his tongue tangling with hers sensuously.

Whimpering in inexperience as she tried to return the kiss, Mayura arched up in pleasure. His tongue was doing things to her that she didn\'t know she could feel!

Pleasuring her with his tongue, Heimdall ran his hand down her chest, finishing the work he\'d begun earlier. With her uniform unbuttoned, he slid his hand inside, caressing her breasts softly.

Gasping softly in pleas May Mayura arched into his touch, trembling. She brought her hands up into his hair and stroked her fingers through it shakily, moaning softly with need.

Breaking the kiss, he trailed kisses down her neck. \"Hmm...I can\'t believe that Loki hasn\'t taken you yet.\"

Freezing, Mayura stared up at the ceiling wildly. “Why would he?!” she wondered frantically, breathing heavily in sudden fear. She struggled suddenly, whimpering.

\"Hush, child.\" Heimdall stilled her movements, and then touched her nose. \"Have you not guessed yet why he has stayed? He could have returned to our home, but he chose to stay here because of you. Not that I blame him much...\"

Blushing, Mayura stared up at Heimdall in confusion. \"Why would either of you leave? Where would you go?\" She asked in a small voice.

\"Asgard. Where we came from.\" Heimdall replied levelly.

Eyes widening in shock, Mayura stared at him. \"Asgard?! D-demo that is Norse!\" She cried, and then bit her lip, looking down apologetically.

\"Hai that it is. Just as we are Norse.\" Heimdall remarked with a grin. \"Have you not figured it out yet, girl?\"

Shaking her head sadly, Mayura sniffled. \"I must be such a baka.\" She sobbed out softly as she covered her face with her hands.

\"Iiee.\" Heimdall pushed her hands from her face, kissing her lips. \"Have you ever heard of the Norse god Odin? Or any of the other gods of the Norse pantheon?\"

Nodding miserably, Mayura sniffled as tears rolled down her cheeks. \"I studied mythology all the time. It\'s one of my favorite things to do.\" She said softly.

\"Tell me the names of the Norse gods then.\" Heimdall instructed with a grin.

Sniffling, Mayura concentrated on what she\'d studied. \"Odin, Freya, Freyr, Baldur, Thor, Heimdall, Lo...ki...\" Her eyes widened with realization as she looked up at him. She sniffled then as tears came to her eyes again. \"Are you...going to leave?\" She whispered softly.

\"Loki has not and as long as he is here, I shall remain.\" Heimdall gazed at her, brushing away the almost tears from her eyes. \"Somehow, a mortal has touched our hearts, making us do things we would never have thought of doing before.\"

\"They have? I\'m glad. I want to stay friends with you.\" Mayura whispered, smiling tearfully. \"Who is this person? I want to thank them.\"

\"You are this person, Mayura.\" Heimdall said, for the first time using her name. \"I don\'t know what it is about you, but Loki sees it and so do I. You are special, deserving of many things in life. I know he is honored to be your friend. I...would be honored to be your friend...and perhaps more.\" This wasn\'t turning out at all the way he\'d planned it...

\"More?\" Mayura managed; stunned that she had so affected two gods. She reached up and cupped his face, then leaned up to kiss over his eye socket.

He shuddered at the touch, trying to pull away. \"Don\'t do that.\" He trembled, the loss of his eye hurting even more with her touch, for some reason.

\"Gomen...I just wanted to make you feel better.\" Mayura whispered as she hugged him and buried her face in his shoulder.

\"It\'s all right. I just...would like to see you with two eyes, not just one. But I cannot until Loki returns my eye to me.\" Heimdall choked out, returning the hug hesitantly.

\"I don\'t think he has it.\" Mayura whispered softly as she ran her fingers in his hair, and then pressed a kiss to his neck.

He closed his eye at her kiss, sighing. \"How do you know? He must have it...I can\'t believe that what he told me before was true. My father would not betray me!\"

\"And neither would Loki.\" Mayura said gently as she leaned back, gazing up at him steadily. \"I may be a baka...but I do know when to trust.\"

\"How can I trust him? He\'s the one that took my eye in the first place!\" Heimdall snarled, turning his head away from her. She was just a mortal, what did she know about pain?

Sniffling, Mayura hugged him tightly, burying her face in his shoulder. \"Because he told me that you are his friend!\"

\"Then he lied!\" Heimdall tried to pull away from her, but she held him tightly.

\"Why would he lie when he was crying?\" Mayura whispered softly through her tears, trembling.

\"He was...crying?\" Heimdall whispered, looking at her. Loki never cried...not about anything...ever.

Nodding as she leaned her head back, Mayura felt her own tears leak out. \"He said he did something stupid for someone and hurt his dearest friend Heim-chan.\"

\"He said that?\" Heimdall swallowed, looking at her in disbelief. He wanted to believe her, but he was afraid to.

Nodding as she sniffled, Mayura looked down at her hands, and then shifted so she was sitting on the bed, legs over the edge. She gave him some space, remembering that day and how sad Loki-kun had been.

Heimdall stared down at the sheets, his clawed fingers clenching into fists. \"Loki told me the truth...this is all Odin\'s fault.\" He still didn\'t understand why his father did this, or what he hoped to accomplish. He looked up, taking Mayura\'s hand in his. \"Arigatou.\"

Looking over at him, Mayura smiled shyly and nodded before wiping her eyes and face. She squeezed his hand, and then stood up, going to get a glass of water. She didn\'t fix her blouse, letting it slip off her shoulders a bit.

He watched her, then got up and followed her. He wrapped an arm around her waist, guiding her blouse the rest of the way off, his lips grazing her neck and shoulder. \"How can I repay your kindness, my lady?\"

Biting her lip on the moan his move caused, Mayura let her head fall back onto his shoulder, blushing. \"Anyway...you wish.\" She whispered softly, trembling as she put the glass down before she dropped it.

\"Hmmm...Are you certain? I don\'t want to spoil a virgin if she is not willing.\" Heimdall whispered into her ear, his hand brushing over her bra-encased breasts.

Moaning in want at his words, Mayura arched into his touch, flushing with pleasure and desire. \"I want to be with you Heimdall...onegai...\" She whispered softly.

\"Why? Don\'t you want...him?\" Heimdall asked, his lips sucking on her earlobe. She tasted so delicious, though he couldn\'t help but wonder at her answer.

Eyes saddening as she gazed ahead, Mayura leaned into Heimdall. \"Loki-kun is Loki-kun. He doesn\'t see me as anything but a girl near him. I\'d like to feel more than just affection for once.\" She whispered softly.

\"I\'m sure he doesn\'t feel that way. He is...very attached to you.\" Heimdall admitted grudgingly. Loki was very attached to her, even he could see that.

\"He has a hard time showing it then.\" Mayura said bitterly as she moved from his hold and walked over to the window again. She wrapped her arms protectively around herself, shivering as tears welled up in her eyes.

\"He no doubt wishes to keep you safe.\" Heimdall remarked, shaking his head. What was he doing?!

\"Why are you saying this, Heimdall? Or is it you are just like Loki-kun: making up excuses because I am not worth your time?\" Mayura asked softly.

\"Because you don\'t know anything about us. We aren\'t like you; we don\'t think the way you do.\" Heimdall went over to her, placing his hand on her shoulder. \"What makes you think we don\'t care?\"

\"Why should you? I\'m a mere mortal.\" Mayura said softly, tears in her eyes as she gazed at Heimdall. She sniffled and looked away, sobbing softly.

\"Why do you think we have you around?\" Heimdall asked, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her body against his.

\"For shits and giggles.\" Mayura grumbled as she fell against Heimdall. She stared gloomily outside, sniffling.

\"Such language.\" Heimdall admonished her, holding her closer. He kissed her neck, taking in her scent. She smelled so good.

Muffling a whimper at the erotic touch, Mayura tilted her head instinctively to the side. Offering her self.

\"No more tears, now. We want you near. If we did not, we would have gotten rid of you a long time ago.\" Heimdall whispered, turning her around and kissing her deeply.

Closing her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks, Mayura pressed close, returning the deep kiss. She rested her hands on his chest, whimpering slightly.

\"Let me show you how much we care.\" Heimdall whispered into her ear before taking her lips in a fierce kiss once more.

Moaning breathlessly into Heimdall\'s mouth, Mayura melted into the god as she trembled. She ran her hands up into his hair, shifting her leg forward over his thigh.

Smirking, Heimdall broke the kiss, only to suck on her bottom lip. His hand trailed down her back, then along the leg that was on his thigh.

Breath hitching in pleasure, Mayura mewed softly as she pressed closer to him. Her hands trembled as they grasped his hair slightly and her head fell back.

Nibbling his way down her neck, Heimdall slid his hand up her own thigh, and then brushed against her panties. He rubbed against her, loving the sounds of pleasure she made. It had certainly been a long time...

Moaning and whimpering in pleasure, Mayura rocked against him as she held onto his head, bringing her own up slightly. She straddled his thigh and began riding him, mewing softly.

\"Eager girl aren\'t you?\" Heimdall smirked, and then all but dropped her onto the bed. He straddled her hips, kissing her hard. His hands made short work of her blouse, cupping her breasts almost roughly while he ground himself against her in need.