Laying here with him, there's a part of her mind that is convinced-- the rational part, that absolutely none of this can possibly be true. She can't be here falling in love with a man whom she's only slept with once. They are from different planets and times. They don't even own the same lifespans. What would he think of her when she grows ancient and withers away. Not to mention the entire idea of it is insanity. Natasha does not belong in an institution. She has full control of her mental faculties. All that and still she remains, her body wrapped tight in another man's, ready to offer him her world if only he would be hers.
Who is this woman and what happened to the strong, fierce, black widow that walked in here. Looking at his eyes, and the softness in them, she can see the same energy. She knows that he is no different. He is fierce in so many ways, his loyalty, his competitiveness, and his prowess on the battlefield. Frigga did teach him magic, even if it wasn't Odin's greatest love. It was what Loki was so skilled in, and Natasha could see it so very plain now.
Leaning into his touch and that kiss, Nat sighs. "I want to make this work Loki. I will do what it takes to find our place together in this multiverse. I trust you with my entire heart, and all that goes with it. There is no other, and I want this to be you and I against the rest of the world. I won't settle for any less, you know." She grins then, and leans into him closer and kisses him again, speaking against his mouth. "I will claim you as mine, and only mine one of these days soon, my Loki dear. I don't know how long my heart will wait, you best be ready. I don't know what you think of that, but you have no choice." She laughed then. Obviously he had every choice in the matter, but the sparks in her eye let him know how deeply she was in this. Never was there anything in her life that felt like this, and if it were meant to be, then she would take it and all that came with it.
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A love defined
Date: 2024-02-21 09:49 pm (UTC)Who is this woman and what happened to the strong, fierce, black widow that walked in here. Looking at his eyes, and the softness in them, she can see the same energy. She knows that he is no different. He is fierce in so many ways, his loyalty, his competitiveness, and his prowess on the battlefield. Frigga did teach him magic, even if it wasn't Odin's greatest love. It was what Loki was so skilled in, and Natasha could see it so very plain now.
Leaning into his touch and that kiss, Nat sighs. "I want to make this work Loki. I will do what it takes to find our place together in this multiverse. I trust you with my entire heart, and all that goes with it. There is no other, and I want this to be you and I against the rest of the world. I won't settle for any less, you know." She grins then, and leans into him closer and kisses him again, speaking against his mouth. "I will claim you as mine, and only mine one of these days soon, my Loki dear. I don't know how long my heart will wait, you best be ready. I don't know what you think of that, but you have no choice." She laughed then. Obviously he had every choice in the matter, but the sparks in her eye let him know how deeply she was in this. Never was there anything in her life that felt like this, and if it were meant to be, then she would take it and all that came with it.