If they were to rewind time, Natasha can think across it to that moment where their history started and perhaps even come to the conclusion that he saw her, and let her know in that moment what it was he was planning. She knows that he was abused then as he abused others. He was made so mad because he'd been the first victim of abuse. Dare she believe that he had been a victim of the mindstone himself. Yes, he was there because of his own twisted desires, and defiant need to somehow erase all that had gone on previously. He needed his brother to be brought down peg after peg-- but destroying the whole of midgard sounds far more like the needs of another person wholly.
One who they didn't meet that verse around. It's hard to know why time allows all things to happen along the pathways that it does, but it eventually seemed poised to honor two that will otherwise be victims in other pathways of their lives. They will both create divergent timelines, but it's Loki who sees over it all-- so he already knows that. He knows where Natasha's full life ends anyways, and knows what exactly she has left to give up here. He knows what little more she has left, more than living a life that lasts a painful blip and a sacrifice. She will see it when she is his Queen, and to know that she plays a part in the final battle will bring even more strength to the life she will live with him. It will settle her even more firmly into this life, and her role as his love, Queen and partner.
She was meant to be here, they both were. They were made for one another, and taken to this distinct point in life to come together. "Heat it is, and I can't wait. I can't wait to spend hours talking and loving. I want to do everything with you, for always. I can't wait to choose what it is we get branded onto our skin. I do not mind what size mine is, so long that it belongs to you."
With that she finally gets that which she desires most right now, and that is his full attention back on her body. Leaning back against his him, she can feel the tightness of her muscles resist the intrusion of his finger, but with a little reminder to relax she knows it's fine that its there. She's played with toys and knows the feeling. "More Loki, I want more of you. Touch me, feel me... " She turns around and presses against him even more, forcing him to take his finger all the way. She's already half mad from desire for this man that she loves with a consuming passion she could only ever imagine before.
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Date: 2024-03-26 05:04 pm (UTC)One who they didn't meet that verse around. It's hard to know why time allows all things to happen along the pathways that it does, but it eventually seemed poised to honor two that will otherwise be victims in other pathways of their lives. They will both create divergent timelines, but it's Loki who sees over it all-- so he already knows that. He knows where Natasha's full life ends anyways, and knows what exactly she has left to give up here. He knows what little more she has left, more than living a life that lasts a painful blip and a sacrifice. She will see it when she is his Queen, and to know that she plays a part in the final battle will bring even more strength to the life she will live with him. It will settle her even more firmly into this life, and her role as his love, Queen and partner.
She was meant to be here, they both were. They were made for one another, and taken to this distinct point in life to come together. "Heat it is, and I can't wait. I can't wait to spend hours talking and loving. I want to do everything with you, for always. I can't wait to choose what it is we get branded onto our skin. I do not mind what size mine is, so long that it belongs to you."
With that she finally gets that which she desires most right now, and that is his full attention back on her body. Leaning back against his him, she can feel the tightness of her muscles resist the intrusion of his finger, but with a little reminder to relax she knows it's fine that its there. She's played with toys and knows the feeling. "More Loki, I want more of you. Touch me, feel me... " She turns around and presses against him even more, forcing him to take his finger all the way. She's already half mad from desire for this man that she loves with a consuming passion she could only ever imagine before.