Wash Your Cares Away

"That is odd, for magic to not respond to you in such a way. And as for people knowing what I am, I would prefer to keep the number small. May I try something?" Taking Kaileena's hand, Amora quietly said a few words and pulsed a bit of magic into her, willing Kaileena to grow six inches in height.

"A tiger or bear, a dire wolf, and a dragon. And also a living typhoon for a father. Quite a powerful family indeed. If I were your mother, I would be very proud of you." She hoped that Kaileena took it as a sincere compliment, for that is what it was. Any mother would be proud to have such a glorious family.

Amora shook her head. "No, you are not a toy, nor are you an experiment that I can poke and prod at my leisure. You are Kaileena." She paused a moment, gathering her thoughts. "I look at you and I see myself. I see someone who was given an unfairness in life. You're cast aside and told to reach the same goals as everyone else even though you have only half of what is needed. I see someone who I don't need to pretend around, someone who I can actually talk to and say why I feel how I do rather than make up some lie in order to cover up the truth. You are who I should have been. Instead of not caring what people would think, I hid it all, becoming the ice-hearted bitch everyone knows. I would want something between us, but only if you agree to it. You are the one with the advantage, knowing all my tricks, so I will not think less of you if you say no, or yes but will rules. If you want nothing to do with me, I will take my leave and never seek you out. All right?"

The look of shock on Amora's face was enough to show that she certainly hadn't expected such a... odd reaction to her magic.  Picking up the flower, she examined it and found nothing odd or magical about it. It was just an ordinary flower, nothing more. "That is... quite unusual. I've never seen magic behave in such an odd manner. If you ever wish to have this malady examined, I will do what I can. The woman who instructed me in the magical arts is one of the best in the nine realms. Perhaps she can shed some light on this." It was a simple offer, but one she didn't expect Kaileena to take her up one. It was the girl's decision to do or to not do such things.

"Most children are a handful, particularly when they grow up close in age together." Amora herself tried not to be a burden on her mother. In fact, she left home at a rather early age to learn under Karnilla. She was certain it had been for the best. Her grandfather certainly was happy with her leaving.

Amora raised an eyebrow at her odd statement. "Did you Amora not enjoy sex? Was she a nun or something similar? Just because I took up the mantle of Thor, that doesn't mean I won't please you in every way I can. I enjoy the sins of the flesh very much, Kaileena." To prove it, she gently wrapped her arms around the girl's waist and pulled her into a deep kiss that lasted quite a while.

Amora was smart enough not to ask what had happened to Kaileena with past magic. Sometimes things got rather creatively gruesome or embarrassing. She hoped that it was simply the latter and nothing more. "Yes, I speak of Karnilla. Do you know..." Amora paused for a moment before reorganizing her question. "Do I dare assume that she has met your wrath on your world, or was your anger reserved for smaller circles? I would not take you to her against your will or if you have an ill past with her." She would have assumed that Karnilla wouldn't want anything to do with Kaileena, but that assumption could easily be wrong. The woman sometimes worked in mysterious ways. "Yes, yes, ten realms. I still slip up. And in the future, it will likely be discovered that there are more realms and they are all connected so we will keep having to make title corrections," she joked.

Amora chuckled and smiled at Kaileena acting as she was. "You think I'm scared of you and your sex things? I have bedded far more people than you, but I'm sure you know that." Her voice was light, but there was something in Amora's eyes that showed a mild discomfort over thinking of her past exploits and how some of them had been. She was almost certain the other Amora would have told Kaileena, at least some of them. As the golden haired goddess had said earlier, she was an outsider that had done things to alienate herself from others. But, at least from what she could see, Kaileena either didn't know or didn't care, which made her feel better. And so Amora held her close. "I would welcome these sex things from you and will take them whenever you decide to give them."

"Has it bad for Balder. That is putting it mildly. Were she a teenage girl of Midgard, her chambers would be plastered with his image," Amora chuckled. It was good to know that she never had dealings with the Norn Queen. It showed that neither parties were foolish enough to deal with the other. "Oh, for certain, he had plenty of enemies, whether he intended to or not." It seemed to be part of the business that is you were the All-Father, you had a sacred duty to piss off as many people as you could and then try to make peace with them.

Kaileena's grin caused Amora to arch an eyebrow and momentarily be confused as to how she knew exactly where her home was when they appeared on her bed. But of course she would know, why wouldn't she? She and the other Amora were that much alike, weren't they?

The girl's promise was sweet and endearing and though part of her believed such a tale, there was a bit of Amora that was doubtful in her abilities. Her backside vibrating was one thing, but she had never been instructed in the art of seduction, had she? Those thoughts were short-lived, quickly being brushed away by the pleasures brought with every little kiss and action by Kaileena. Normally Amora would give as well as she took, but in this case she let the girl work her magical touch as if Amora were the uninstructed virgin. At one moment a cry escaped her throat and everything came crashing down about them. Amora forgot all her teachings. Need and passion denied for ten years took control. If she wouldn't be able to walk afterwards, then neither would Kaileena. That was her promise.

Kaileena did have a point. For all Amora knew, Karnilla could have her shrine to Balder hidden, bringing it out only when she was absolutely alone. Hel, she could have a diary where she practices writing the many variations of 'Mrs. Balder'. "Odin gained more than just wisdom when he hanged himself from Yggdrasil. He founded the Runes, which brought about the seidr. Sorcery. No runes, no Asgardian magic. No magic and I would likely not have been born," Amora told her. "But yes, I agree that Odin was not the most intelligent when it came to certain things."

The tumble of sheets, furs, and pillows beside the broken bed moved as Amora emerged from it's confines. She crawled towards Kaileena and pulled her into a close snuggle, an easy thing to do since she was currently more than twice the girl's size. Apparently bedroom destroying sex also meant Amora changed during the climax, something she had not been aware of at all. "I am not prim and proper when I'm in bed," she grumbled, nuzzling Kaileena. "I can be just as down and dirty as the next girl. Asgardians may have a high libido, but Jotunns are nothing if not primal when it comes to the bedroom." Though her body was still recovering, Amora could still whisper carnal sins into Kaileena's ear, going into exquisite detail about certain things. "Perhaps I will ask the All-Mother for some time away. Then I will take you to my little home in Jotunheim and make you the one unable to walk," she smirked.

Amora blushed slightly and looked at herself. This was almost an embarrassment, she thought. Almost. Part of her didn't give a damn that she had turned, she felt relaxed for the first time in years. Sex does wonders like that. "Yes, I'm big and blue. Thank you for noticing." She then surveyed her room. "You are replacing all the things that you broke, Miss Sky High Libido." Amora then pulled a fur blanket over the two of them, to give them just a bit of added warmth and slowly shifted back to her smaller frame, realizing how tired she was. "I believe that you are the first to get me so exhausted. Congratulations."

"And with you being white and lost in the snow, I would simply stay inside, reading by the fire, waiting for you to get bored with your little game. When you do eventually decide to come in, I would wrap you in furs and let you sip mulled wine," she smiled, enjoying the kisses on her shoulder. "But you're mistaken, my dear. I don't have a house made of ice. It is built like any other normal abode, so it will not melt under our combined heat," Amora smirked, taking her hand and gently kissing each finger.

"Toot it as much as you like, just do not do it so loudly in public," Amora asked politely. The last thing she needed was for everyone to know that the wielder of Mjolnir was part Frost Giant. As for exhausting Amora during their little bedroom romp, she encouraged Kaileena to brag. "No many will believe you, but still... spread the word of your achievement, my dear," she said before kissing her gently and resting her head on Kaileena's shoulder.

"The wine and furs were a prelude to the hot blonde that would be with you," she explained. Amora was already in love with the idea of taking Kaileena to her home away from home. There they could do as they pleased. "I could just keep giving you challenges in places of mine, have my things destroyed, and make you replace everything. Yes... I think that would be a rather lucrative endeavor for me," she smirked, running a hand teasingly over the girl's skin. "My little demolition expert."

There was a little thought that was running through the enchantress's head. It was one she was afraid to make, but it also seemed rather appropriate. "We are the new Hades and Persephone, are we not? Neither can spend all the time in one place together. We both have our duties, yet we both will want each other very much. I have no aversion to visiting Hades, though it would be my wish that you do not spend all your time down there alone." Amora would start to worry about the influence of death around Kaileena, as if ten years of being the embodiment hadn't effected her already.