The magic is so much thicker because it isn’t just his own anymore. She may not realize it, but as his chosen bride, it has caused his own magic to grow and expand, enveloping her and all that surrounds them. Perhaps in time he’ll even be able to teach her to harness it herself, if she wants. But for now it is a comforting presence that surrounds them, protecting them from the rest of the multiverse as they complete their wedding rites.
A soft blush rises in Loki’s cheeks at her words. He feels the same about her. She completes him in ways he hadn’t thought possible and for once, his silvertongue fails him as he tries to think of the appropriate words to tell her that he is nothing without her. Not now, not ever again. She is his world, his life, his soul and all he can do is lean in to kiss her, pouring all of those feelings into the gentle press of lips.
As she props herself up, he sits back, smiling at her as she takes it in. His heart beats faster in his chest as she admires what he’s put together and knows he’s succeeded in showing her just how much she means to him. That alone is enough to make him happy for the rest of his days. She deserves nothing less than to be treated as the Queen she is.
Nodding in response, Loki stretches himself out on the bed, watching as she heads behind a tree to change. As he waits, he strips himself out of his tie and jacket before loosening the buttons at the neck of his shirt. He doubts he’ll be wearing his clothing much longer, but doesn’t feel the need to strip fully right away. When she comes back out, Loki’s jaw drops, his eyes going wide as he sits up and takes notice of the beautiful woman coming out from behind the tree. That’s my wife he thinks to himself in disbelief as he stands and moves over to her.
”I thought I could not think of you as anymore beautiful and have been proven wrong.” As he reaches where she stands, he gently runs his hands down her arms before taking her hands and leaning in to place an almost chaste kiss on her lips. “I am the luckiest man in all the multiverse.”
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Date: 2025-03-18 10:33 pm (UTC)A soft blush rises in Loki’s cheeks at her words. He feels the same about her. She completes him in ways he hadn’t thought possible and for once, his silvertongue fails him as he tries to think of the appropriate words to tell her that he is nothing without her. Not now, not ever again. She is his world, his life, his soul and all he can do is lean in to kiss her, pouring all of those feelings into the gentle press of lips.
As she props herself up, he sits back, smiling at her as she takes it in. His heart beats faster in his chest as she admires what he’s put together and knows he’s succeeded in showing her just how much she means to him. That alone is enough to make him happy for the rest of his days. She deserves nothing less than to be treated as the Queen she is.
Nodding in response, Loki stretches himself out on the bed, watching as she heads behind a tree to change. As he waits, he strips himself out of his tie and jacket before loosening the buttons at the neck of his shirt. He doubts he’ll be wearing his clothing much longer, but doesn’t feel the need to strip fully right away. When she comes back out, Loki’s jaw drops, his eyes going wide as he sits up and takes notice of the beautiful woman coming out from behind the tree. That’s my wife he thinks to himself in disbelief as he stands and moves over to her.
”I thought I could not think of you as anymore beautiful and have been proven wrong.” As he reaches where she stands, he gently runs his hands down her arms before taking her hands and leaning in to place an almost chaste kiss on her lips. “I am the luckiest man in all the multiverse.”