The girl’s face turned up toward mine then, cheeks hollow and lips blue from the loss of blood she’d endured throughout our tiring night. I saw a muddled confusion in her fearful expression.
Trigger Warning: NC-17 Rape/Violence. The next few installments are vicious and depict the darkest hours between Loki and Sonja. Proceed with caution.
As soon as the man’s voice and hand reached Belle she snapped her fingers to her chest, clutching the lapel of her coat while she took a few, cautious steps back. Already she was regretting her decision to offer assistance and wondered whether or not this was one of those men her fellow librarians had warned her of.
“I’m sorry, I—I just thought that you might need some help. I’ve slept on park benches too and it’s not fun, so I…” her voice trailed off as she took in the man’s features now that he was upright and awake. There was no denying that he was striking, with long, raven hair and an angular face. When his eyes met hers she was startled by the brightness of their emerald shade and had to force herself to snap her jaw shut.
“Do you need a place to stay for the night?” she finally asked, the maternal drive to help anything in need overpowering the red flags her instincts were putting up.
The question was not at all what Loki had expected. In fact, he was not sure what he should expect at all other than malice, so to be confronted with seeming kindness caused his heart to harden. But… there cannot always be hardness in the face of a solution that would bring him out of the wilderness; possibly into shelter fitting enough for a prince. With any luck, this mortal had no idea who he truly was. She appeared neutral though she reeled back and cowered in fear. His decision came swiftly when the pang of hunger swept through his abdomen and settled in a sharp knot below the ribs.
“I will repay you the debt,” Loki said, calculated and stern as he rose to his feet. This maiden would at least appreciate time spent unwittingly in the presence of a god. Loki would not deny her the pleasantries of housing him, nor of her subsequent “payment”.
(Source: amildlookingsky)
| Considering that your hand is the only contraceptive we've ever needed, I'm glad to say that I have never heard of those. Though even you aren't foolproof... | ||
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Thank you for pointing out my weaknesses. Maybe I should get you a sponge… One of the double sided ones like in the kitchen. “Extra Strength”
Contraceptive sponge, possibly English, 1920-1960
Sponges were widely used as contraceptives in the 1800s and 1900s. They were used in conjunction with liquids thought to have spermicidal properties to kill sperm. These included quinine and olive oil. This marine sponge was held in cotton netting to aid its extraction. During the 1950s and 1960s, sponges were often advertised under ‘feminine hygiene’ rather than contraception as for some parts of society contraception was a taboo.
