She is right, of course. They both have done both truly awful and truly wonderful things. It’s just one of the many reasons why they are so perfect for each other. The best people, in Loki’s opinion anyway, are those that have have dealt with the good and the bad, who have had horrible things happen to them and done horrible things as well, but they had come out the other side, better people in every sense of the word.

Loki can’t imagine a world in which he doesn’t love Natasha, though he’s very aware of worlds in which she does not love him. None of that matters though because this version of him and this version of her were meant to be. They were meant to work together to keep the multiverse safe and to be with each other for all time. He’s never been more sure of anything before in his life. He’s sure that he will always feel this way and perhaps always has felt this way, but it is even more intense as they kiss while still joined, their bodies, hearts and souls all intertwined as one.

He knows what she means when she speaks again. The idea of them physically parting is tougher to manage than he originally thought. As much as he feels connected to her in all ways, the addition of the physical makes everything so much more intense. “I know love, it is all right though. We will never truly be parted again.” He licks up her neck before pressing gentle kisses to the soft skin there before shifting to she can do the same in return. He’s truly never felt anything like this before. He sighs happily as she runs her hands over his thighs. Even as they remain connected, he conjures up some more soap and returns to washing her body almost reverently.

She is his queen and he will worship her forever.