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.
In truth, much of the reason Loki has spent much of his life avoiding mortals is because he’s worried about finding ones he cares too much about. He’s not unaware of his own tendencies to feel too much (especially not anymore, not after everything he’s experienced at the TVA), but Natasha has drawn him in and now all he can do is try to figure out what to do next. Because even if it has only been one night, they have already gone too far and Loki cannot imagine giving her up.
To him, she is still there, full of life and energy not many could rival, if anyone at all. What has happened between them has not necessarily changed them, but rather opened them up to more. Together, they are capable of so much and Loki wants to show her everything they might accomplish. He has no intention of trying to convince her to leave her life either though. Everything they do will be met on even ground because that’s what they are; equals. And he would not have it any other way.
Her words touch him in a way he did not expect. Of course, he had expected nothing that has happened this night. When he first contacted her, he’d been hoping for no more than some understanding and even that he’d thought was unlikely. Now he feels as if she has given him everything, like he’s now lit from within in a way he’d never thought possible. She has given him new life and he will cherish that and her for as long as she will have him and beyond.
“What we want, we shall have, and trust that I want this as much as you. I have never met anyone quite like you, Natasha and I would like to keep you by my side for as long as you wish to be there.” When Loki loves, he loves with the fire of a thousand suns. “I will never keep you waiting. Trust me when I say we both have all the time imaginable. We can go anywhere, any time. I wish to show you all the stars in all the galaxies and worship you like the Queen you are.”
Having spent her entire life devoted to not feeling this much, it catches Natasha quite unaware, but how can she not give her heart up now. Loki is willing to risk it all for her, and he has thousands of years more experience than she does, and even more wisdom and knowledge at his finger tips. Information that she is now willing to open herself to about the multi-verse if he will but show it to her.
She'd had no idea that there were even verses of life out there that matched them up with meaning, and ones that probably tore them each to shreds at the hands of one another. To come into this with variables unknown and end up wrapped up so tightly, Natasha can only feel like she's wishing on every star ever in existence.
"We can truly have what we want? All of it? I will be at your side for as long as you will have me. I don't understand what it is that you do, but I want to know now. I want to understand what life will have for us, for me when I follow you. I will do the same for you, my King and love. You are all that I could ever have dreamed of, and I don't ever want to hold you back, but I will give you every second of life that is mine to give. I have so many questions now. It's all so fast, and wonderful. I want to know it all, all at once."
She imagines that he too was once like that, knowing his insatiable curiosity got him into trouble so many times. Her own sluiced her in and out of it. Swallowing down a slight bit of hesitance, she lets herself move from his body and already feels like half of a whole. Oh that they could always remain like they were, but there will be time for more. "Have I ever told you how impossibly handsome I've found you. It's evil how good looking you are without clothes on. I could find myself trapped in a daydream forever thinking of you like this."
Though Loki has always been overwhelmed with emotion, this whole experience has opened him up to new experiences. He’s just new to opening up to people at all, having only made his first true friends very recently, but Natasha has brought him to a new level and he’s hardly willing to give that up after this.
He’s actually a little excited to show her what he’s been up to. Especially now that they’ve got everything under control with all the branches. Though the one thing he’s concerned about is explaining to her how he’s keeping everything working. Now that he has everything worked out, he can do these things, stay with her, but he will have to return to his throne periodically to keep everything working properly.
All of that can wait for the moment though. This night is for just the two of them. He won’t wait long to explain everything, but he feels like they both deserve this break, to just be with each other and learn more of each other before he makes things even more complicated.
“Yes, my love. Everything is possible. And I will explain it all to you, but it is a rather complicated story that will take some time to tell properly. Perhaps first we could shower and I could begin my story over some tea?”
Her curiosity is quite wonderful. It is always nice to find someone so engaged. For a long time, when he was labelled a liar, it seemed no one listened to him, even when he was telling the truth and trying to impart real advice. The more people he meets that are now willing to listen, the better he feels. And to have that from Natasha is a true wonder. He laughs softly and presses a kiss to her forehead. “You have not said such things, but I think tonight has proven it. Should I remain undressed for the remainder of the evening, or will that prove too distracting for you? I would not mind if you were to remain in such a state either, though I will end up fucking you again, multiple times, if we play that game.”
I didn't know I loved them so much, but they've become so otp for me. It's terrible. <3
It will be such a wonder for Natasha to take in the great world that's so far different from her own. The time agency, and the tree that Loki controls and sits truly as the King of. He is a ruler, and oversees time to make sure that it runs smoothly-- anomalies and all. It isn't without help, but the fact that it's all come to this is remarkable. The fact that she can now live with him in and out of this timeless life will delight her beyond anything she has the knowledge of when he speaks to her of it all, eventually.
Now all she sees is the man that she honestly and truly loves. The one that has calmed the storms of her mind and heart. She has given her country so much of herself, and she will continue to help the world with Loki, standing by his side, of this she has no doubt.
"Would you mind a bath with tea instead? I am very partial to my baths, and we can relax there. I might sip on some wine actually. I'm a little bit addicted to my evening glass and it has been quite an evening." Slipping from his hold and body is a terrible, miserable thing, but she hopes to be a part of him again shortly, because there's no thoughts to having actual clothes on this evening. Why should they as they get to know one another and what they enjoy in the bedroom.
"I say we both stay very naked. I do not want you to put a stitch of clothing on while you are here. I will not either and please do fuck me as many times as you want. Take me and make me yours over and over, and I will do my damnedest to make you mine as best I can. While I'm thinking of it, what kind of tea do you most like?"
Not that long ago, in fact it was only earlier that very evening, as Loki had come across the chat and decided to attempt apologies to some of his former foes, that he had thought that none of them would believe the reason for his change of attitude. He doesn’t blame any of them for that, he knows what he did and how beyond wrong it was. What he did is not something that most could forgive him for. Which is why all of this is so wonderful. Of all those he contacted, she is the one he’d been most concerned about because she is the one he’d always liked the most, even through his haze of villainy.
Now, to have her here, like this, accepting him in more ways than one, it is more than he ever could have hoped for and he is eternally grateful. As such, he not only wants to tell her everything of what has happened to him more recently, but he is excited to do so. For once knowing that she will not only believe him, but he thinks she’ll enjoy what she learns as well. Almost as if she is perfectly suited to be by his side, an equal queen to his king. Something he never thought he deserved or even wanted. Turns out, all it comes down to is finding the right partner.
“Mind? Not at all. I actually prefer them myself. I just know that showers tend to be more popular in your world.” Or he had assumed so. He’s quite happy to be wrong about this though. It would be much nicer to spend a long, luxurious bath with her. He sighs as she moves off of him, the only comfort knowing that they truly belong to each other now and it will not be long until they are pressed together once more.
“I do so love how your mind works. But I would be careful what you wish for. I should mention I am quite capable of going quite often and you are quite the lure.” As he speaks, his eyes travel over her body already considering what else he would like to do to her. Still, he manages to answer her question with a rather casual tone. “I am quite partial to Earl Grey so far as Midgardian teas go, but pretty much anything will do if brewed correctly.”
I did find lots of pictures out there, that was nice. Sorry for delay. Weekend company. <3
Every time he looks at her like that, with a knowing look of things beyond the realm-- understanding that he's thinking of her and yet more, something beyond what she knows, just out of reach. If only she knew that he'd been thinking of how perfect a queen she'd be to his King, she might have rolled her eyes and told him that he was slightly crazy for thinking so, but then again-- they were already doing the impossible. In the span of one shared night, they'd fallen in love so deeply that Natasha had stopped doubting herself and let Loki in so deep that she trusted him utterly and completely.
Never in her life would she have thought that she'd ever share that with another human being, beyond perhaps Clint. Although, this went beyond even that relationship. This was new and the depth was beyond anything she'd known before. It was unfounded, and yet Natasha would give her world for his. She knew that there was no world where she wouldn't lay down her life for his as well. He was truly hers as she was his. They'd made a vow, and it was stronger than any formal ceremony that could bind them anywhere else.
With a contented sigh, she nodded. "Most people prefer showers, and there are times when I'm in a rush that they work great. However, if there is time, like now a bath is far better, and to lay there with you while we talk and soak is the way I'd love to spend my evening." She moves to the bathroom, knowing that he's watching her as she does. She takes her time pulling out various bottles to add to the water once she starts it. They are a mixed bag of spices and oils to help with relaxation, restoration, and other things that concoct the most fragrant scent. She leaves the tub to fill as she moves toward the kitchen.
"I'm quite adept at going often and you are a rather strong lure yourself, my love. Trust me. It will take a lot for me to keep my hands to myself. I know they will wander and explore. I want to know every inch of your body." There are a lot of things that she's up for. He will find her very versatile in her interests and kinks. She steeps the Earl Gray in a cup of boiling water, bringing it back with a glass of wine for herself. "Here love. This still has a few minutes on it, but it should be good to go shortly."
Walking back to the bath, she shuts off the water and climbs in, her glass set upon the sill that's shaped along side the tub. It's covered in candles and little tealights, making it obvious that she use the big lighting in here often while she bathes, but rather mood lighting when she settles for any type of lengthy bath. "Behind me or across from me?" She inquires, as she waits for him.
Well, it would hardly be the first time he’d been called crazy. In fact, the first time they met, he’s pretty sure he had been exactly that. Right now though, he feels like his mind has never been clearer. When he’d ascended to take over the job of the loom, things had started to clear, his purpose laid out before him, but it had still felt like there was something missing. He had thought it might be good to go back and try to make amends. As it turned out, that was only part of what he needed.
As it turns out, Natasha was the missing piece of the puzzle. It’s making him feel complete in a totally surprising way. There isn’t much that can take him by surprise anymore, but this certainly did. In the best possible way.
He’d never felt so strongly for someone before in his life. He’s still uncertain how this all came to be, but he wonders if this is some sort of reward for finally accomplishing his true purpose in finally finding the one person he matched with best. It is the only explanation he can think of as to how and why this all happened so quickly and at a time when he worried he was doomed to be alone. Loki never could’ve hoped for anything more. She truly is his Queen and he will treat as such for as long as she wishes.
“I could not agree more, my dear. When one has the time, there is nothing better than a good soak. I’m afraid I have not had as much time for them recently as I tend to like, but they truly are the best way to relax.” Truly, he could think of nothing he would like more in the moment than having a long and luxurious soak with his favourite person in all the multiverse.
He watches as she begins to prepare the back, standing back casually as she mixes all the spices and oils, appreciating the smell that already begins to build in the air before following her out to the kitchen. He smirks at her response, already feeling his interest return, though he will not give in just yet. “For you, love, I am an open book. You may touch at will.” Though it could be construed as slightly teasing, he means it wholeheartedly. He wants her to know him in all ways and tonight very much did seem like a more physical theme.
When she hands him the tea, he smells deeply, his eyes closing briefly at the fragrant scent. It was truly one of his favourite things and so he nods his appreciation to her before they head back to the bathroom. “As much as I enjoy your beautiful face, I am afraid I’m feeling rather needy and would like you pressed against my chest. It will also facilitate our ability to learn by touch.” He smiles slyly at her, though he knows she’ll be able to see right through that to the truth of the matter, he really does need her close right now.
There is the same wonder in Natasha's mind about what she's done that's given her the one person in all the world who not only understands her, but accepts her completely and makes her feel completely comfortable with herself in a way she never thought she'd ever feel. The burden of her guilt is far less than it's ever been. Sharing it with another person has taken so much of it away. There's something so powerful about this type of love. It's something that only poets seem to know about.
When Loki finally does step into the bath with her, Natasha turns to him before sitting and slides her arms about his waist, glancing up at his face. It is divinely handsome, nothing brings her more joy than being here in this moment and in that she knows that she is truly in love as strange as it sounds to her mind. "There's so much that you've done for me already. I don't know how in the world I've become so lucky. This seems like such an impossibility, but I want our lives to always be like this. I know we'll face hardships, but I wanted to tell you now, that I am here for you through everything." She held him as if he would disappear any second, pressing her head to his heart, the beat steadying ever fear she ever had.
Loving this deeply also means, that one can lose deeply. It's a giant wave that crashes into reality. Taking a deep breath, Natasha lays her lips over his beating heart and moves to bring them both down into the water of the bath. It's warm and seductive as it surrounds their bodies, so easy to slide into and let it wrap around her. She lays back against Loki, and wiggles in close between his legs. "This body is yours, and you will always have it to touch, love, and be a part of in any way you chose. I am open to anything you want."
Poets and now the two of them. It’s almost overwhelming, this feeling. In all his long life, he’s never felt anything like this before. All at once he wants to hold her and protect her forever. Loki is well aware that Natasha can take care of herself, but that doesn’t make the feeling abate. He’s all too aware of how mortal she is and sooner rather than later he is going to have to figure out how to handle that as well. She, of course, is more than welcome to step outside of time with him and he has ever plan to do that very soon, but even that has its worries and he no longer can imagine his life without her next to him.
As she turns to hold him and look up at him, he looks down, meeting her gaze as he brings up a hand to cup her cheek. A soft smile lightens his features as he takes in her beauty and the intelligence he can see lighting her eyes. “And I am here for you until the end of time itself and beyond. I know I know I have not always been trustworthy, but you can believe in me now and forever. I would not let you down, ever.”
All of this is as startling for him as it is for her. Just another way that they are similar is how this is a wholly new experience for them both. He might not know what he’s doing, but he feels certain that with her by his side, they can accomplish anything.
As they sit, Natasha pressing back against him, he wraps his arms around her middle and holds her closely as he places a kiss to the side of her neck. “I will cherish you for an eternity, body, mind and soul. You deserve nothing less.” He continues to kiss along her neck, tasting her gently as his hands run lightly over her stomach and thighs. “In return, I give you all of myself. I am also yours to do with as you please. I would give you anything and everything you could ever hope for.”
The fact that she can do it all, makes it no less nice that there is a man who cherishes her enough to want to wrap their arms around her and protect and keep her from all harm. They will make a formidible team together when paired up, each watching out for the other and working to fiercely protect what is important to them along with that which they love unconditionally.
If stepping out of time with him is what it will take to never leave his side, then when the time comes that is what she will do. She is certain that her time will come sooner rather than later with the life she lives and those that love her the most will understand that finding the singular person who completes her is no small thing and if she must leave what she knows and be with him, that she would do so-- this will be something to talk through in the future, but she will be happy to do it. As she will ask that they eventually bind their lives together in a ceremony of sorts, a handfasting, something that ties them more formally together so that all throughout time they will always be bound, no matter where they end up.
"I trust you with my life and so much more, my loki, my beloved. There's no mistrust here. That has vanished. If there's a single thing you wish to know about me, all you have to do is ask and it will be yours if you haven't seen it already." Her heart fills to overflowing and there is barely room for breathing, or anything beyond that because this love is so strong that it hurts beautifully. "I never knew love hurt like this, in an all consuming I will do whatever it takes to make sure I never let this person go type of way. It's insanity."
She sighs and opens her legs for him to explore. Heat pools in her stomach at his simple touch. It's difficult to know that its his hands touching her and not be turned on by it, even if they just finished making love. "I make the same promises to you, my love. Body, mind, soul, all that's in me, my blood, my spirit. It is all for you. You have every piece of me. Take me in any way you want. I will go where you go, and will be with you always, Loki. " Natasha's own hands run down along his thighs, and back up. She leans back and tips her head to get at the underside of his jaw with her lips and curls an arm around his neck as she does.
It might be a surprise to some, but prior to his issues beginning with Thor’s coronation, Loki had taken many lovers of all genders. Not one of them made him feel the way Natasha does right now. Before her, sex was nothing but a bit of fun and he hadn’t been aware that there was a possibility of anything deeper. He feels a bit of a fool now that he sees so much more clearly. It has taken her to show him this whole new possibility, and fill his soul in a way he didn’t think possible. Not all that long ago he was certain he was doomed to spend eternity alone, ripped away from his found family and friends.
But the Norns had seen fit to give him something for his sacrifice and that is the most perfect Queen to his King. Now that he has the ability to leave his throne when needed, he wants to show her off to his new family, show her around the TVA, let her know everything, not just through story, but through showing her what he has accomplished with the help of his closest friends. He knows Mobius will be thrilled for them and he suspects Natasha and B-15 will be fast friends. More than that, he knows that Natasha’s quick mind will only help them keep everything running smoothly, avoiding any possibility of a multiversal war.
“I do not deserve you, but I will cherish this gift you have given me. For that is exactly what you are, a gift. Someone I know with all my soul that can accompany me to my throne where no one else can.” He might be able to spend much of his time away from it when needed, but he will need to keep an attentive eye on all the timelines. He doesn’t know how he knows this, he just does with a deep and unwavering certainty. She is truly his Queen. “It is strange and overwhelming, but I assure you this is how everything is meant to be. Nothing this good, blessed by the Norns, could be insanity. It is the will of all that keeps life going that you and I should keep everyone, everything and every-when safe.”
As she opens her legs, he cannot deny himself. He wants to give her all the pleasure and joy in the world in every way he can. His hand slips between her legs in the water, deft fingers easily finding her clit and rubbing slowly, languidly as she begins to kiss at his jaw. “You make me insatiable. I want to show you all the pleasures in the world and beyond.” He tilts his head, giving her more access as he continues to play lightly with her clit. She will also notice his cock returning to life and pressing at her ass a bit insistently.
He really wasn’t lying when he said he’s insatiable.
Forest Getaway for after, for marking and sharing love.
It's been a daydream from the moment Nat merged her life with Loki, and here, with magic all around her, the dream continues. The flower petals beneath her feet are soft and cover the gentle moss below it. The forest life calls out around her as she stands at the end of a quiet aisle. Somewhere music begins to play, and she can't help the smile on her face. Perhaps the song is slightly overdone, but nothing suits the occasion better. She has waited a thousand years for this, and now she's got lifetimes to be with Loki.
Walking along the aisle, she glances forward at the man she's to bind herself to and takes a deep breath. There's a small altar at the end of the aisle with a sash to tie them together and two candles on either side of a larger one in the center, another symbol of them putting their lives together. She will be his wife tonight, and there will be no question. Tonight, she will wear his mark and offer every bit of herself to Loki, and she couldn't be more thrilled.
Often Loki has heard that people are nervous on the day of their wedding. In theory, he can understand that. The prospect of joining yourself with another for eternity could be a daunting one, but as it turns out, this is not Loki’s experience at all. He’s never been more certain of anything before in his life. He and Natasha are meant for each other and they will spend their lives together. If anything, he’s excited. More excited than he’s ever been about anything before.
As he stands at the end of the aisle, dressed in a form-fitting black and green suit that is classy but also understated, he smiles as he watches her walk towards him. He still likes to dress well, but he isn’t as flashy as he once was. Besides, she is the star of this show and as she makes her way to him, he can’t help but think he’s never seen anyone more beautiful in all his life. When she arrives in front of him, he holds out his hand to her, unable to not reach for her when she is so close.
Throughout Nat's entire life, she's been full of doubt, but watching Loki standing there in his tux there is nothing but joy and readiness in her heart. She would run down the aisle if she could. Reaching him, she takes both his hands with hers and brings them to her lips to kiss. It's nearly impossible not to touch her lips to some part of him during this. There may be only the spirits of the world presiding over them, but this is the most intimate, spiritual, and formal ceremony, and she knows that she will be wed to this man in every way that matters after this. They will be bound before their gods, the Norns, and all time and creation.
Letting out a shakey breath, Nat stares up at him with eyes that glisten. "You never fail to make my heart pound. You're always robbing me of my breath with how gorgeous you are. Thank you. I'm glad you like my dress. I spent a long time picking it out." Glancing down at all the layers of tulle and fabric, Natasha knows that much of it is see-through, and she chose this specifically for this ceremony so that he alone would have the view of her body as it shone through this dress. There was no need for a unique liner. It was the true tone of her skin that glistened every time she moved with the tulle.
"So, are you ready for the binding ceremony, love? It's simple. Just say I will... instead of do you, and what follows, and then we can make each binding together. Then we will say the bottom part together, and be husband and wife, and exchange rings. I have yours. I trust you managed to find one for me. Then we can kiss and ..." Amazingly, Natasha blushed. It wasn't often such a thing happened, but the thought of kissing her husband made her blush more than anything else in this world. Her heart pounded away, and she got out the papers she'd printed for each of them, along with the handfasting chord she'd made out of ribbons she found around they place they were staying, and ripped up pieces of linen.
It isn’t something Loki would ever suspect of Natasha. She has always seemed so strong and sure to him, but he knows as well as anyone just what it’s like to put up a mask to hide one’s insecurities. There is none of that now though, not for either of them. They know each other on such a deep level now that no one knows them like they know each other, inside and out. Loki wouldn’t have it any other way.
He grips her hands as she presses her soft lips to his knuckles, and smiles. She is not the only one that feels that way. When they are not in each other’s presence, Loki feels a longing that is wholly new to him and when they are, everything in him is screaming to touch her. Her physical touch is grounding in a way he didn’t know was possible.
Really, Natasha could be wrapped head to toe in burlap and he’d still find her attractive, but this dress compliments her so perfectly he hardly has the words to describe it. His eyes roam down her body, taking in every inch of her before coming back up to rest on her face, easily the most beautiful part of her physical body. He could stare into her eyes for the rest of eternity.
”I have never been more ready for anything in my whole life.” He listens intently as she lays out the exact procedure. It doesn’t sound so much different from other marriage rituals he’s heard about, except he knows this one has a certain magical element that fits them perfectly. “Of course I found you the perfect ring.” Or at least he believes it to be. Simple and elegant and beautiful beyond words. Just like his bride. As she blushes, he smiles and reaches up to cup one reddening cheek before getting back to the ceremony.
The chord is beautiful and Loki finds himself stroking one finger along its length in awe before taking one of the papers. “I cannot believe how quickly you got all of this together. It is absolutely perfect.”
Maybe it took Nat a little while to organize things for their wedding, but they were together for most of it. He was there for all but the most minute details, and of course the wedding dress and when she picked out his ring. Her heart continued to beat in overtime as she watched Loki look at the chord she'd chosen for their ceremony. The way his fingers slip over it so delicately has her heart aching to touch him, to reach out and take his hands in hers and kiss each one. It's painful not to be pressed up tight against him now. However, she knows that soon, there will be marks between them that no one will erase.
Speaking the words of the ceremony, Nat watches as they are bound together and she can feel the magic within the chords with each wrap. There is power in this ceremony, even if there is no one here but the two of them. "Do you feel that..." She whispers when they finish the final wrap before they say the last of their vows together. It's a finality, a certainty that they are bound before the universe and time, that they are completely tied together as one.
Finishing the words, Nat takes the ring she found for Loki and places it on his finger as a symbol of their dedication and love for one another in all things. They are completely man and wife. It is finished, and as her finger is encircled, there's a sound that seems to ring out, declaring to the world around them that they are now married. It's powerful and robs her of breath. Natasha can feel a power she didn't have before and an opening of her mind she didn't have access to previously. Time seems to yawn open before her, and her eyes widen. Looking at Loki, she leans up to kiss him formally and impresses upon him that they are together, all they will be. She offers her love and only her love, wrapped up in the woman she is now, the queen that he has made her. She is his equal and opposite, and will always be with him.
It seems as though the closer they get to the actual binding, the more in tune with her he feels, and honestly he didn’t think that was even possible. But it’s like his soul can feel that it is almost time, that the wait for his soul mate is finally complete and soon they will both finally be whole. Seeing the chord just brings that all home.
The words they speak for the ceremony feel predestined, like Loki has known them his whole life but didn’t realize it. There is magic in the air that is all at once unfamiliar and comforting, like the magic is speaking to his own magic, getting to know each other before binding him and Nat together forever. The words flow through him, mixing with hers and he knows that this is as important as every other part of the ceremony.
They exchange rings and somehow it completes the circle. He knows it’s not done, there is more they will do to make their connection unbreakable, but this is the first and most important step. Or at least that is how it feels to Loki. It’s all coming together perfectly, just like he knew it would. He turns to look at Natasha directly and the awe and wonder he sees on her face lets him know exactly what she’s experiencing. In fact, he can feel it as much as see it, her mind is open to everything he does now and it makes her even more beautiful. Another thing he didn’t think was possible. Will she never cease to amaze him? He truly hopes not.
He smiles into the kiss and pulls her closer. They will never be apart again and he’s never been more thrilled in his life. “I will love you until the end of time,” he whispers against her lips, his eyes closed as he lets the feeling of completeness wash over him.
The wedding ceremony, the hand-fasting, had been far more than Natasha could have hoped it would be. No matter what she might have imagined her wedding like growing up and occasionally like as a grown woman, this was so much more. It was intimate and simply full of awe and wonder. It was like the world stood up and applauded their joining. Natasha had goose-bumps across her soul, if ever there were such a thing.
Holding Loki after the ceremony, she gazed at him and knew she could never love another like this. He was the most wonderful man, and her heart was full to the rim and flowed over with all that she felt for him. "Until the end of time." There was no greater feeling than being one with him, still bound by the cloth and held tight in his arms.
Their honeymoon grove was mere steps away. That was the blessing enjoyed in being married to a god of magic. Loki had made everything so perfect. The flowers, growing ivy, trees, nothing was left out. The little twinkling lights and the dim glow of a perfect twilight. It was stunning. All he had to do was lift her and carry her over to where their bed lay strewn with flowers. Natasha had ordered something to wear for the night, which was secondary to merely being with him. All she wanted was to be close to him, and to make their marks upon one another, both by hand and with magic.
"I am looking forward to the rest of tonight. I can't wait to impress our magical trees upon one another."
For the first time in his life, Loki feels truly whole. He’s known for awhile that he’s been rather lonely for most of his life, but until this moment, he hadn’t really understood just what that means. Now that he is joined with Natasha on the deepest level, it all stands out starkly to him. How lonely he has been and how he will never be lonely again. And it is all down to the woman in his arms. He’s not sure he’ll ever be able to truly express how he feels to her, but somehow he knows that she understands intrinsically. Just like they both understood right away that they were meant for each other.
The honeymoon grove is exactly as they had discussed. Loki went out of his way to ensure he got every detail right. Not only because it is what they both want, but because he wants to show her just how much she means to him in every way he can manage. This next stage of their union means almost as much to him as their actual binding because it is his opportunity to show her just how special she is. He wouldn’t go to such effort for just anyone, after all.
With ease, he swings her into his arms, carrying her in a traditional bridal style, bringing her over to the bed where they will continue with their matrimonial ceremonies. The excitement from the binding ceremony still rushes through his veins and makes him all the more excited for the next step.
”You are mine and I am yours and we shall forever be entwined after this night. I cannot express the joy I feel with you here and now. I hope everything is perfect.”
There's magic everywhere. It's not only in the ties that bind them together, but it's thick in the air. Natasha has never been surrounded by so much of it, but it feels like nothing else. It's completely indescribable as she inhales and allows it to fill every one of her senses. A part of her wonders if this is what heaven is like and if she'll ever need to go there because she's already found it right here in this magical grove with her new husband and soulmate.
Staring up into his eyes when he sweeps her off her feet, Nat loops her arms around Loki's neck and sighs with the weight of all the magnificent things around her, and it will only get better. "How could it get any more perfect when I've finally found the other part of me, the half of myself that was missing, and he's holding me in his arms? You make my world better; you make me perfect, Loki. I love you more than those words could ever convey."
Laid upon the bed, she pushes up on her arms to glance around, and her jaw drops in awe of all he's done. The bed is like a bundle of clouds, and the comforter is softer than anything she's ever touched. There are once again no words for what he's created, what he's done for her, and only her. It reaches in and wraps hold of her heart once more and when she thought she couldn't love him more, she finds that it grows deeper.
"I have something I got to change into for you. If you give me a moment, I'll go behind that little tree and change. I think you'll like it. I know I'm not a virgin, but it felt right for my honeymoon, for you."
Slipping off the bed, Natasha disappears and takes a while to slip out of her dress. Wedding dresses were never made to be taken off easily. Once naked, she took her time putting on the lingerie she'd picked out for their special night. She knew it wouldn't last long, but it was something special for them tonight. The choices had been endless, but Natasha loved how this ended up looking on her. Stepping out and walking back toward Loki, she smiled sheepishly.
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.”
Pausing at the edge of their magical honeymoon bed, Natasha feels more at home here than anywhere else, and she has to wait and lean into it. She's nearly naked, and outside. The sounds of forest animals surround the darkness that reaches further than the canopy of stars around them, and there's not an ounce of fear. There's no trepidation, worry, or anxiety beyond what's to come between her and Loki tonight, and it's not true anxiety, it's that bubble of excitement that starts in the stomach and buzzes along the skin, trampling over the heart on the way out.
Natasha never knew her cheeks could hurt from smiling so damn much, but her own do. Letting a few threads of her robe loose, Nat crawls into the bed and wanders up to her husband on the plush bed. "This is incredible. I keep saying that to you and me. I might one day realize what the word stunning means. I'm glad you'll be able to recreate it again, so I can remember all this, since we don't have a photographer. I want one of you looking like the god you are with your shirt all open and delicious like that."
Her tone was light and playful, but Nat couldn't be more serious. He was incredibly sexy, trussed up in just his trousers and a shirt with a few buttons open. His hair was gorgeous and suited him perfectly. Kissing him softly, she runs her hand along his chest and leans in to lie beside him, snuggling up beside him to hold on and listen to the sound of his heart. "Married. We did it. We did it. Now we're going to mark one another and be even closer. I don't even know if I can feel closer."
As they maneuver in their bed to be closer together, Loki’s eyes never trail from her. There truly is something magical about this moment and it’s not just the two of them there and how amazing their wedding has been, but as he also takes note of the soft sounds of the forest around them, he realizes what it is.
It’s peaceful.
In all of Loki’s very long life, he can’t ever remember feeling so peaceful. There have been quieter times, but he’s always felt anxious or energetic or some mix of those and other similar emotions. His life and his mind have always been things of chaos. It’s something he generally enjoys, but truth be told, he’s never really known peace so it isn’t something he’s been able to fairly judge. But now he has Natasha and she has shown him, is still showing him, what true peace is like.
”I will recreate this any time you wish, my love. Though I also think returning to this place each year for our anniversary might also be a nice thing to do. What do you think?” Perhaps it’s a little early to be thinking of anniversaries considering they’ve only been married a couple of hours, but for the first time in a very long time, Loki thinks the future is something he is looking forward to, with her by his side.
As she presses in next to him, he pulls her in closer and smiles. It seems like he will never stop smiling now. He wonders if others would think him mad for it. Not that he cares what they think, it is only a passing wonder as he kisses her back gently. “The markings are for us, but I believe that even without them, we are now intrinsically linked forever more. The markings are a blessed physical symbol of our joining only because we both desire to show what we cannot see.” It doesn’t make him want the markings any less, the opposite in fact, but he can’t imagine anything stopping them from being so closely bound, markings or not.
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blackhourglass) wrote2024-02-20 10:36 am
From tfln 1/5/2024
thread part one
thread part two
A love defined
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.
Cute!
To him, she is still there, full of life and energy not many could rival, if anyone at all. What has happened between them has not necessarily changed them, but rather opened them up to more. Together, they are capable of so much and Loki wants to show her everything they might accomplish. He has no intention of trying to convince her to leave her life either though. Everything they do will be met on even ground because that’s what they are; equals. And he would not have it any other way.
Her words touch him in a way he did not expect. Of course, he had expected nothing that has happened this night. When he first contacted her, he’d been hoping for no more than some understanding and even that he’d thought was unlikely. Now he feels as if she has given him everything, like he’s now lit from within in a way he’d never thought possible. She has given him new life and he will cherish that and her for as long as she will have him and beyond.
“What we want, we shall have, and trust that I want this as much as you. I have never met anyone quite like you, Natasha and I would like to keep you by my side for as long as you wish to be there.” When Loki loves, he loves with the fire of a thousand suns. “I will never keep you waiting. Trust me when I say we both have all the time imaginable. We can go anywhere, any time. I wish to show you all the stars in all the galaxies and worship you like the Queen you are.”
took a while, but it was worth it.
She'd had no idea that there were even verses of life out there that matched them up with meaning, and ones that probably tore them each to shreds at the hands of one another. To come into this with variables unknown and end up wrapped up so tightly, Natasha can only feel like she's wishing on every star ever in existence.
"We can truly have what we want? All of it? I will be at your side for as long as you will have me. I don't understand what it is that you do, but I want to know now. I want to understand what life will have for us, for me when I follow you. I will do the same for you, my King and love. You are all that I could ever have dreamed of, and I don't ever want to hold you back, but I will give you every second of life that is mine to give. I have so many questions now. It's all so fast, and wonderful. I want to know it all, all at once."
She imagines that he too was once like that, knowing his insatiable curiosity got him into trouble so many times. Her own sluiced her in and out of it. Swallowing down a slight bit of hesitance, she lets herself move from his body and already feels like half of a whole. Oh that they could always remain like they were, but there will be time for more. "Have I ever told you how impossibly handsome I've found you. It's evil how good looking you are without clothes on. I could find myself trapped in a daydream forever thinking of you like this."
Definitely worth it!
He’s actually a little excited to show her what he’s been up to. Especially now that they’ve got everything under control with all the branches. Though the one thing he’s concerned about is explaining to her how he’s keeping everything working. Now that he has everything worked out, he can do these things, stay with her, but he will have to return to his throne periodically to keep everything working properly.
All of that can wait for the moment though. This night is for just the two of them. He won’t wait long to explain everything, but he feels like they both deserve this break, to just be with each other and learn more of each other before he makes things even more complicated.
“Yes, my love. Everything is possible. And I will explain it all to you, but it is a rather complicated story that will take some time to tell properly. Perhaps first we could shower and I could begin my story over some tea?”
Her curiosity is quite wonderful. It is always nice to find someone so engaged. For a long time, when he was labelled a liar, it seemed no one listened to him, even when he was telling the truth and trying to impart real advice. The more people he meets that are now willing to listen, the better he feels. And to have that from Natasha is a true wonder. He laughs softly and presses a kiss to her forehead. “You have not said such things, but I think tonight has proven it. Should I remain undressed for the remainder of the evening, or will that prove too distracting for you? I would not mind if you were to remain in such a state either, though I will end up fucking you again, multiple times, if we play that game.”
I didn't know I loved them so much, but they've become so otp for me. It's terrible. <3
Now all she sees is the man that she honestly and truly loves. The one that has calmed the storms of her mind and heart. She has given her country so much of herself, and she will continue to help the world with Loki, standing by his side, of this she has no doubt.
"Would you mind a bath with tea instead? I am very partial to my baths, and we can relax there. I might sip on some wine actually. I'm a little bit addicted to my evening glass and it has been quite an evening." Slipping from his hold and body is a terrible, miserable thing, but she hopes to be a part of him again shortly, because there's no thoughts to having actual clothes on this evening. Why should they as they get to know one another and what they enjoy in the bedroom.
"I say we both stay very naked. I do not want you to put a stitch of clothing on while you are here. I will not either and please do fuck me as many times as you want. Take me and make me yours over and over, and I will do my damnedest to make you mine as best I can. While I'm thinking of it, what kind of tea do you most like?"
They are terribly underrepresented, I must say.
Now, to have her here, like this, accepting him in more ways than one, it is more than he ever could have hoped for and he is eternally grateful. As such, he not only wants to tell her everything of what has happened to him more recently, but he is excited to do so. For once knowing that she will not only believe him, but he thinks she’ll enjoy what she learns as well. Almost as if she is perfectly suited to be by his side, an equal queen to his king. Something he never thought he deserved or even wanted. Turns out, all it comes down to is finding the right partner.
“Mind? Not at all. I actually prefer them myself. I just know that showers tend to be more popular in your world.” Or he had assumed so. He’s quite happy to be wrong about this though. It would be much nicer to spend a long, luxurious bath with her. He sighs as she moves off of him, the only comfort knowing that they truly belong to each other now and it will not be long until they are pressed together once more.
“I do so love how your mind works. But I would be careful what you wish for. I should mention I am quite capable of going quite often and you are quite the lure.” As he speaks, his eyes travel over her body already considering what else he would like to do to her. Still, he manages to answer her question with a rather casual tone. “I am quite partial to Earl Grey so far as Midgardian teas go, but pretty much anything will do if brewed correctly.”
I did find lots of pictures out there, that was nice. Sorry for delay. Weekend company. <3
Never in her life would she have thought that she'd ever share that with another human being, beyond perhaps Clint. Although, this went beyond even that relationship. This was new and the depth was beyond anything she'd known before. It was unfounded, and yet Natasha would give her world for his. She knew that there was no world where she wouldn't lay down her life for his as well. He was truly hers as she was his. They'd made a vow, and it was stronger than any formal ceremony that could bind them anywhere else.
With a contented sigh, she nodded. "Most people prefer showers, and there are times when I'm in a rush that they work great. However, if there is time, like now a bath is far better, and to lay there with you while we talk and soak is the way I'd love to spend my evening." She moves to the bathroom, knowing that he's watching her as she does. She takes her time pulling out various bottles to add to the water once she starts it. They are a mixed bag of spices and oils to help with relaxation, restoration, and other things that concoct the most fragrant scent. She leaves the tub to fill as she moves toward the kitchen.
"I'm quite adept at going often and you are a rather strong lure yourself, my love. Trust me. It will take a lot for me to keep my hands to myself. I know they will wander and explore. I want to know every inch of your body." There are a lot of things that she's up for. He will find her very versatile in her interests and kinks. She steeps the Earl Gray in a cup of boiling water, bringing it back with a glass of wine for herself. "Here love. This still has a few minutes on it, but it should be good to go shortly."
Walking back to the bath, she shuts off the water and climbs in, her glass set upon the sill that's shaped along side the tub. It's covered in candles and little tealights, making it obvious that she use the big lighting in here often while she bathes, but rather mood lighting when she settles for any type of lengthy bath. "Behind me or across from me?" She inquires, as she waits for him.
No worries! My turn to apologize for the delay!
As it turns out, Natasha was the missing piece of the puzzle. It’s making him feel complete in a totally surprising way. There isn’t much that can take him by surprise anymore, but this certainly did. In the best possible way.
He’d never felt so strongly for someone before in his life. He’s still uncertain how this all came to be, but he wonders if this is some sort of reward for finally accomplishing his true purpose in finally finding the one person he matched with best. It is the only explanation he can think of as to how and why this all happened so quickly and at a time when he worried he was doomed to be alone. Loki never could’ve hoped for anything more. She truly is his Queen and he will treat as such for as long as she wishes.
“I could not agree more, my dear. When one has the time, there is nothing better than a good soak. I’m afraid I have not had as much time for them recently as I tend to like, but they truly are the best way to relax.” Truly, he could think of nothing he would like more in the moment than having a long and luxurious soak with his favourite person in all the multiverse.
He watches as she begins to prepare the back, standing back casually as she mixes all the spices and oils, appreciating the smell that already begins to build in the air before following her out to the kitchen. He smirks at her response, already feeling his interest return, though he will not give in just yet. “For you, love, I am an open book. You may touch at will.” Though it could be construed as slightly teasing, he means it wholeheartedly. He wants her to know him in all ways and tonight very much did seem like a more physical theme.
When she hands him the tea, he smells deeply, his eyes closing briefly at the fragrant scent. It was truly one of his favourite things and so he nods his appreciation to her before they head back to the bathroom. “As much as I enjoy your beautiful face, I am afraid I’m feeling rather needy and would like you pressed against my chest. It will also facilitate our ability to learn by touch.” He smiles slyly at her, though he knows she’ll be able to see right through that to the truth of the matter, he really does need her close right now.
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When Loki finally does step into the bath with her, Natasha turns to him before sitting and slides her arms about his waist, glancing up at his face. It is divinely handsome, nothing brings her more joy than being here in this moment and in that she knows that she is truly in love as strange as it sounds to her mind. "There's so much that you've done for me already. I don't know how in the world I've become so lucky. This seems like such an impossibility, but I want our lives to always be like this. I know we'll face hardships, but I wanted to tell you now, that I am here for you through everything." She held him as if he would disappear any second, pressing her head to his heart, the beat steadying ever fear she ever had.
Loving this deeply also means, that one can lose deeply. It's a giant wave that crashes into reality. Taking a deep breath, Natasha lays her lips over his beating heart and moves to bring them both down into the water of the bath. It's warm and seductive as it surrounds their bodies, so easy to slide into and let it wrap around her. She lays back against Loki, and wiggles in close between his legs. "This body is yours, and you will always have it to touch, love, and be a part of in any way you chose. I am open to anything you want."
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As she turns to hold him and look up at him, he looks down, meeting her gaze as he brings up a hand to cup her cheek. A soft smile lightens his features as he takes in her beauty and the intelligence he can see lighting her eyes. “And I am here for you until the end of time itself and beyond. I know I know I have not always been trustworthy, but you can believe in me now and forever. I would not let you down, ever.”
All of this is as startling for him as it is for her. Just another way that they are similar is how this is a wholly new experience for them both. He might not know what he’s doing, but he feels certain that with her by his side, they can accomplish anything.
As they sit, Natasha pressing back against him, he wraps his arms around her middle and holds her closely as he places a kiss to the side of her neck. “I will cherish you for an eternity, body, mind and soul. You deserve nothing less.” He continues to kiss along her neck, tasting her gently as his hands run lightly over her stomach and thighs. “In return, I give you all of myself. I am also yours to do with as you please. I would give you anything and everything you could ever hope for.”
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If stepping out of time with him is what it will take to never leave his side, then when the time comes that is what she will do. She is certain that her time will come sooner rather than later with the life she lives and those that love her the most will understand that finding the singular person who completes her is no small thing and if she must leave what she knows and be with him, that she would do so-- this will be something to talk through in the future, but she will be happy to do it. As she will ask that they eventually bind their lives together in a ceremony of sorts, a handfasting, something that ties them more formally together so that all throughout time they will always be bound, no matter where they end up.
"I trust you with my life and so much more, my loki, my beloved. There's no mistrust here. That has vanished. If there's a single thing you wish to know about me, all you have to do is ask and it will be yours if you haven't seen it already." Her heart fills to overflowing and there is barely room for breathing, or anything beyond that because this love is so strong that it hurts beautifully. "I never knew love hurt like this, in an all consuming I will do whatever it takes to make sure I never let this person go type of way. It's insanity."
She sighs and opens her legs for him to explore. Heat pools in her stomach at his simple touch. It's difficult to know that its his hands touching her and not be turned on by it, even if they just finished making love. "I make the same promises to you, my love. Body, mind, soul, all that's in me, my blood, my spirit. It is all for you. You have every piece of me. Take me in any way you want. I will go where you go, and will be with you always, Loki. " Natasha's own hands run down along his thighs, and back up. She leans back and tips her head to get at the underside of his jaw with her lips and curls an arm around his neck as she does.
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But the Norns had seen fit to give him something for his sacrifice and that is the most perfect Queen to his King. Now that he has the ability to leave his throne when needed, he wants to show her off to his new family, show her around the TVA, let her know everything, not just through story, but through showing her what he has accomplished with the help of his closest friends. He knows Mobius will be thrilled for them and he suspects Natasha and B-15 will be fast friends. More than that, he knows that Natasha’s quick mind will only help them keep everything running smoothly, avoiding any possibility of a multiversal war.
“I do not deserve you, but I will cherish this gift you have given me. For that is exactly what you are, a gift. Someone I know with all my soul that can accompany me to my throne where no one else can.” He might be able to spend much of his time away from it when needed, but he will need to keep an attentive eye on all the timelines. He doesn’t know how he knows this, he just does with a deep and unwavering certainty. She is truly his Queen. “It is strange and overwhelming, but I assure you this is how everything is meant to be. Nothing this good, blessed by the Norns, could be insanity. It is the will of all that keeps life going that you and I should keep everyone, everything and every-when safe.”
As she opens her legs, he cannot deny himself. He wants to give her all the pleasure and joy in the world in every way he can. His hand slips between her legs in the water, deft fingers easily finding her clit and rubbing slowly, languidly as she begins to kiss at his jaw. “You make me insatiable. I want to show you all the pleasures in the world and beyond.” He tilts his head, giving her more access as he continues to play lightly with her clit. She will also notice his cock returning to life and pressing at her ass a bit insistently.
He really wasn’t lying when he said he’s insatiable.
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The Binding Ceremony
The Bride will be wearing
...& of course, tucked under a garter
lovely glass daggers
Binding Ceremony Location
Forest Getaway for after, for marking and sharing love.
It's been a daydream from the moment Nat merged her life with Loki, and here, with magic all around her, the dream continues. The flower petals beneath her feet are soft and cover the gentle moss below it. The forest life calls out around her as she stands at the end of a quiet aisle. Somewhere music begins to play, and she can't help the smile on her face. Perhaps the song is slightly overdone, but nothing suits the occasion better. She has waited a thousand years for this, and now she's got lifetimes to be with Loki.
Walking along the aisle, she glances forward at the man she's to bind herself to and takes a deep breath. There's a small altar at the end of the aisle with a sash to tie them together and two candles on either side of a larger one in the center, another symbol of them putting their lives together. She will be his wife tonight, and there will be no question. Tonight, she will wear his mark and offer every bit of herself to Loki, and she couldn't be more thrilled.
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As he stands at the end of the aisle, dressed in a form-fitting black and green suit that is classy but also understated, he smiles as he watches her walk towards him. He still likes to dress well, but he isn’t as flashy as he once was. Besides, she is the star of this show and as she makes her way to him, he can’t help but think he’s never seen anyone more beautiful in all his life. When she arrives in front of him, he holds out his hand to her, unable to not reach for her when she is so close.
”You look absolutely stunning, my love.”
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Letting out a shakey breath, Nat stares up at him with eyes that glisten. "You never fail to make my heart pound. You're always robbing me of my breath with how gorgeous you are. Thank you. I'm glad you like my dress. I spent a long time picking it out." Glancing down at all the layers of tulle and fabric, Natasha knows that much of it is see-through, and she chose this specifically for this ceremony so that he alone would have the view of her body as it shone through this dress. There was no need for a unique liner. It was the true tone of her skin that glistened every time she moved with the tulle.
"So, are you ready for the binding ceremony, love? It's simple. Just say I will... instead of do you, and what follows, and then we can make each binding together. Then we will say the bottom part together, and be husband and wife, and exchange rings. I have yours. I trust you managed to find one for me. Then we can kiss and ..." Amazingly, Natasha blushed. It wasn't often such a thing happened, but the thought of kissing her husband made her blush more than anything else in this world. Her heart pounded away, and she got out the papers she'd printed for each of them, along with the handfasting chord she'd made out of ribbons she found around they place they were staying, and ripped up pieces of linen.
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He grips her hands as she presses her soft lips to his knuckles, and smiles. She is not the only one that feels that way. When they are not in each other’s presence, Loki feels a longing that is wholly new to him and when they are, everything in him is screaming to touch her. Her physical touch is grounding in a way he didn’t know was possible.
Really, Natasha could be wrapped head to toe in burlap and he’d still find her attractive, but this dress compliments her so perfectly he hardly has the words to describe it. His eyes roam down her body, taking in every inch of her before coming back up to rest on her face, easily the most beautiful part of her physical body. He could stare into her eyes for the rest of eternity.
”I have never been more ready for anything in my whole life.” He listens intently as she lays out the exact procedure. It doesn’t sound so much different from other marriage rituals he’s heard about, except he knows this one has a certain magical element that fits them perfectly. “Of course I found you the perfect ring.” Or at least he believes it to be. Simple and elegant and beautiful beyond words. Just like his bride. As she blushes, he smiles and reaches up to cup one reddening cheek before getting back to the ceremony.
The chord is beautiful and Loki finds himself stroking one finger along its length in awe before taking one of the papers. “I cannot believe how quickly you got all of this together. It is absolutely perfect.”
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Speaking the words of the ceremony, Nat watches as they are bound together and she can feel the magic within the chords with each wrap. There is power in this ceremony, even if there is no one here but the two of them. "Do you feel that..." She whispers when they finish the final wrap before they say the last of their vows together. It's a finality, a certainty that they are bound before the universe and time, that they are completely tied together as one.
Finishing the words, Nat takes the ring she found for Loki and places it on his finger as a symbol of their dedication and love for one another in all things. They are completely man and wife. It is finished, and as her finger is encircled, there's a sound that seems to ring out, declaring to the world around them that they are now married. It's powerful and robs her of breath. Natasha can feel a power she didn't have before and an opening of her mind she didn't have access to previously. Time seems to yawn open before her, and her eyes widen. Looking at Loki, she leans up to kiss him formally and impresses upon him that they are together, all they will be. She offers her love and only her love, wrapped up in the woman she is now, the queen that he has made her. She is his equal and opposite, and will always be with him.
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The words they speak for the ceremony feel predestined, like Loki has known them his whole life but didn’t realize it. There is magic in the air that is all at once unfamiliar and comforting, like the magic is speaking to his own magic, getting to know each other before binding him and Nat together forever. The words flow through him, mixing with hers and he knows that this is as important as every other part of the ceremony.
They exchange rings and somehow it completes the circle. He knows it’s not done, there is more they will do to make their connection unbreakable, but this is the first and most important step. Or at least that is how it feels to Loki. It’s all coming together perfectly, just like he knew it would. He turns to look at Natasha directly and the awe and wonder he sees on her face lets him know exactly what she’s experiencing. In fact, he can feel it as much as see it, her mind is open to everything he does now and it makes her even more beautiful. Another thing he didn’t think was possible. Will she never cease to amaze him? He truly hopes not.
He smiles into the kiss and pulls her closer. They will never be apart again and he’s never been more thrilled in his life. “I will love you until the end of time,” he whispers against her lips, his eyes closed as he lets the feeling of completeness wash over him.
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Holding Loki after the ceremony, she gazed at him and knew she could never love another like this. He was the most wonderful man, and her heart was full to the rim and flowed over with all that she felt for him. "Until the end of time." There was no greater feeling than being one with him, still bound by the cloth and held tight in his arms.
Their honeymoon grove was mere steps away. That was the blessing enjoyed in being married to a god of magic. Loki had made everything so perfect. The flowers, growing ivy, trees, nothing was left out. The little twinkling lights and the dim glow of a perfect twilight. It was stunning. All he had to do was lift her and carry her over to where their bed lay strewn with flowers. Natasha had ordered something to wear for the night, which was secondary to merely being with him. All she wanted was to be close to him, and to make their marks upon one another, both by hand and with magic.
"I am looking forward to the rest of tonight. I can't wait to impress our magical trees upon one another."
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The honeymoon grove is exactly as they had discussed. Loki went out of his way to ensure he got every detail right. Not only because it is what they both want, but because he wants to show her just how much she means to him in every way he can manage. This next stage of their union means almost as much to him as their actual binding because it is his opportunity to show her just how special she is. He wouldn’t go to such effort for just anyone, after all.
With ease, he swings her into his arms, carrying her in a traditional bridal style, bringing her over to the bed where they will continue with their matrimonial ceremonies. The excitement from the binding ceremony still rushes through his veins and makes him all the more excited for the next step.
”You are mine and I am yours and we shall forever be entwined after this night. I cannot express the joy I feel with you here and now. I hope everything is perfect.”
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Staring up into his eyes when he sweeps her off her feet, Nat loops her arms around Loki's neck and sighs with the weight of all the magnificent things around her, and it will only get better. "How could it get any more perfect when I've finally found the other part of me, the half of myself that was missing, and he's holding me in his arms? You make my world better; you make me perfect, Loki. I love you more than those words could ever convey."
Laid upon the bed, she pushes up on her arms to glance around, and her jaw drops in awe of all he's done. The bed is like a bundle of clouds, and the comforter is softer than anything she's ever touched. There are once again no words for what he's created, what he's done for her, and only her. It reaches in and wraps hold of her heart once more and when she thought she couldn't love him more, she finds that it grows deeper.
"I have something I got to change into for you. If you give me a moment, I'll go behind that little tree and change. I think you'll like it. I know I'm not a virgin, but it felt right for my honeymoon, for you."
Slipping off the bed, Natasha disappears and takes a while to slip out of her dress. Wedding dresses were never made to be taken off easily. Once naked, she took her time putting on the lingerie she'd picked out for their special night. She knew it wouldn't last long, but it was something special for them tonight. The choices had been endless, but Natasha loved how this ended up looking on her. Stepping out and walking back toward Loki, she smiled sheepishly.
"What do you think, my husband?"
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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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Natasha never knew her cheeks could hurt from smiling so damn much, but her own do. Letting a few threads of her robe loose, Nat crawls into the bed and wanders up to her husband on the plush bed. "This is incredible. I keep saying that to you and me. I might one day realize what the word stunning means. I'm glad you'll be able to recreate it again, so I can remember all this, since we don't have a photographer. I want one of you looking like the god you are with your shirt all open and delicious like that."
Her tone was light and playful, but Nat couldn't be more serious. He was incredibly sexy, trussed up in just his trousers and a shirt with a few buttons open. His hair was gorgeous and suited him perfectly. Kissing him softly, she runs her hand along his chest and leans in to lie beside him, snuggling up beside him to hold on and listen to the sound of his heart. "Married. We did it. We did it. Now we're going to mark one another and be even closer. I don't even know if I can feel closer."
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It’s peaceful.
In all of Loki’s very long life, he can’t ever remember feeling so peaceful. There have been quieter times, but he’s always felt anxious or energetic or some mix of those and other similar emotions. His life and his mind have always been things of chaos. It’s something he generally enjoys, but truth be told, he’s never really known peace so it isn’t something he’s been able to fairly judge. But now he has Natasha and she has shown him, is still showing him, what true peace is like.
”I will recreate this any time you wish, my love. Though I also think returning to this place each year for our anniversary might also be a nice thing to do. What do you think?” Perhaps it’s a little early to be thinking of anniversaries considering they’ve only been married a couple of hours, but for the first time in a very long time, Loki thinks the future is something he is looking forward to, with her by his side.
As she presses in next to him, he pulls her in closer and smiles. It seems like he will never stop smiling now. He wonders if others would think him mad for it. Not that he cares what they think, it is only a passing wonder as he kisses her back gently. “The markings are for us, but I believe that even without them, we are now intrinsically linked forever more. The markings are a blessed physical symbol of our joining only because we both desire to show what we cannot see.” It doesn’t make him want the markings any less, the opposite in fact, but he can’t imagine anything stopping them from being so closely bound, markings or not.
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