"We have nothing but time. Do not worry about that. Though I could probably find her rather easily if you need me to." He does something he doesn't think he's done in quite some time and blushes slightly as she speaks of Thor. He knows, finally after all this time, that his brother does love him. It took a lot of convincing. Loki had very low self-esteem for most of his life and he'd found it hard to believe that anyone liked him at all. Those feelings had only plummeted when he'd found out about being Jotun, but after his time with the TVA, Loki is now well aware and if he's honest, excited to see his brother again. He hopes to find him with his new daughter. He very much wants to meet her.
Loki chuckles at that. "Oh my dear, you far surpass me in perfection, I assure you." The muscles of his stomach twitch under her touch and he shifts a bit, a small giggle escaping him. Okay, so maybe he's a little ticklish, but he'll never admit to that.
"Do not worry about location. Tell me what your criteria and I will be able to find the perfect spot." Of course, he would add in his own preferences, but with the multiverse literally at his fingertips, he had not worries about giving Natasha everything she could ever want.
It's so hard to pull herself away once again. It's only in knowing that they are merely moving to the bedroom that she can do it. Wrapping her body around his tightly, Natasha secures herself and kisses his chin before dislodging herself. She knows that if she were to ask he would port them, but it's only a few steps and she will take the time to do things like dry herself off as a human, and fluff her hair about. "Mm, It's strange to not be so close to you for a few seconds, although I do like to take the time to stare at you my love." She looked back at him as he exited the bath as well.
Wrapping a towel around her, she ran a brush through her growing red hair and pulled it up off her neck to braid, but didn't tie it off with anything. It would fall loose easy enough if tugged on. She figured Loki might want to later, so she let him decide how he wanted it later. "Should I put something nice on for you to take off of me later?" She moved to her closet door, and stood there for a few minutes, leaning against the entrance to the rather large showing. It was one of the other things she prided herself on. A large collection of lingerie. The clothing was second showing to her lingerie collection, funnily enough.
While she thought about their wedding, she looked back at her husband to be. "What if we do it outside, under the stars and twinkling lights, or lanterns at night. The handfasting part, just us. I mean we can have the larger part for our friends outside as well, but our part. We can do it under a tree, or arbor. Then maybe build a small place for us to lay, an alter for us to use while we give one another our sacred marks and tie us closer together. I feel like it's an even greater bond, the marking... I mean, I'm silly enough to want a ring, but I know the mark will be my true bond."
It really is intense, just how being so physically connected has become so quickly addictive. Loki suspects that it is likely so intense right now because of the newness of their bond and that with some time, they will feel less urgency to stay in physical contact. He doesn’t mind at all really, he likes being this close to her, but they are both individuals as well and will inevitably want or need to do things apart as well.
This thought gives Loki an idea. He’s pretty sure he knows of a spell that would allow them to put pieces of their own essence into their marks, meaning that no matter where or when they are, they would have a piece of the other with them. It’s something he will research immediately after they rest.
Loki watches her as she stands and steps out of the tub. Her lithe figure is always lovely to look at and part of him is still amazed that she is his now. He’s not very used to getting what he wants, so that this has worked out so well is still something he’s reeling a bit from. He stands himself then and steps out. “I take it you like what you see then.” He smiles as he stands in all his naked glory before using magic to dry himself. Once dry, he conjured himself up a pair of dark green sleep pants, opting to leave his chest bare.
“You know I think you look lovely in anything and nothing, but I would not mind seeing what you have in mind.” Because he assumes she very much has an outfit in mind. Natasha has always been good at dressing well, and Loki guesses that going to bed is no different.
He approaches her again, sliding his hands along her shoulders and down her arms as he leans in to press a soft kiss to her neck. “That is a wonderful idea. I do so love nature. I can think of a few places that might fit the bill. I can take you on a tour of them and we can decide which works best between us.” He smiles then and shakes his head slightly. “Wanting a ring is not silly. It is a symbol that is important to your people and I will gladly present you with one. I wouldn’t mind one myself, if I’m honest.” Loki doesn’t wear a lot of jewelry, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it. And something to represent their union to her world as well is definitely something he likes the idea of.
It's probably a better idea to put a bit of their essence into their marks, than anything that Natasha feels like doing. At this point she's almost willing to devour a tiny bit of his flesh-- nothing meaningful or large. It would be like biting to make it bleed and keeping what's left behind to open up the soul of one another. It's sacriligious in the most terrible way. The exchange of flesh, she figures. She has no idea if he'd even be open to it. It's a thought in her mind and not one she'd ever bring up lightly with another person. Only that her feelings for him are so strong, that she might consider such a thing. Blood has always been an equalizer between two people, a thing shared and tasted. It's a reminder of life, she feels.
Having been through so much pain, she can't help but enjoy it at times to enjoy the life she lives, but this would be a part of her bond with him, a need that's all driving. She feels him within her even when they are separated as an ache, a missing hole in her being already. She looks back to him and knows that they were made for one another. His body is so perfect in form and essence, complete and whole. She wants to climb right back in with him and worship his body once more, but she knows they have more to do. Plans to make, things to discuss.
"I love what I see. You delight me in all things. I want every part of you. I want to be one with you always." She bites her lip watching him dry off, and licks her lips when he half dresses. He looks like the god he is like that, chest pale and barren, rippled with muscles she can still feel beneath the pads of her fingers.
Walking through the ample rows of her closet, Natasha reaches the selection of lingerie and it's with a sly grin, she moves to a purchase she made online recently in a deep green, that's almost black but not quite. It sets her hair aflame when she puts it on. "What do you think, my love?" This isn't exactly something for sleep, but it's for him. She hadn't known it at the time, but it had been for him all along.
Moving toward the bed, she pulls back the sheer curtains, and smiles at him. "Excellent. I'll show you some arrangements I was thinking about on the laptop. I've ideas on several things, but how about you pick my ring and I'll find yours. I promise to make it as unique to you as you do mine to me." Natasha's laptop is laid on the bed, and they can plan their ceremony for soon as they talk of his life and things that have gone on as they work toward building a life together. "Should we lay down and talk for a while?"
It’s certainly not something Loki has ever really entertained before. Though blood will likely be apart of the marking ceremony. It is the best and simplest way to ensure their life essence intertwines with the magic that helps bond them together. No ingestion necessary, though he hardly thinks there won’t be times when they get a little rough with each other, especially when overcome with the lust they both clearly feel. These are all things they can work out when they decide the specifics of their ceremonies though.
Her feelings are echoed in his soul. In some ways, he feels as though he can sense her thoughts and feelings now without having to try. Like his abilities with enchantments are so strong with her that he doesn’t need to do anything but think of her and he knows where she is, how she is and what she’s thinking. It’s not something he’s tested, of course, but it’s like he can feel her in his head and in his body at all times. Their connection is so strong he thinks perhaps they are no longer two separate beings, but now truly two halves of a whole.
“And you may have every part of me, however and whenever you wish. Consider me an extension of your own being now, as I consider you mine.” There is nothing he wouldn’t give her, nothing she is not allowed to do or have. He is hers, unequivocally for all time. Anything she wishes of him, all she need do is ask.
Loki watches closely and carefully as she pulls out a lingerie set and slips it on. His eyes burn with want as it hugs her in all the right areas and brings out her features in ways that draw his eye even more than before. He hadn’t thought he could find her even more attractive, but he is very much being proven wrong with this. “I think you are the most gorgeous creature to ever cross my path and I cannot stress enough how happy I am to have you in my life.” He’s not sure how he’s going to concentrate now, but he is going to do his best to not simply remove her outfit with his teeth once they are in bed again.
“I will gladly pick your ring. I only hope I do you justice in my selection.” He follows her to the bed, a small smile on his face as he starts to really think of the options. They are truly going to have the best of all worlds. He cannot wait to show her off and give her everything her heart desires. “Yes, I think that is a good idea. We can plan stuff while I try to concentrate with you looking like that. Consider it my first test as your betrothed.”
It's not like she would have ever considered direct cannibalism. It was more like a very deep bite. If anything, but the fact that they are going to be marking one another at all is the best feeling. She's ready for everything to fall into place immediately. Waiting is the bane of her existence when it comes to this type of thing with Loki. All her life, Natasha's life has been about waiting. She's patient to a fault. It's a part of her training. She can sit on a job waiting for someone to make a move for days without rest even. There's very little she won't do when it comes to work, but this has her gobsmacked.
Who knew that love would completely set her off her game. Yet, who could truly prepare for anything like this. This is deeper than love. It truly is a soul to soul connection. They are already bound by time and fate, and all the things that have set aside reality for them and them alone. When he speaks, her heart moves. It only pours fuel on the already growing bonfire within that belongs to Loki singularly. "I feel the same way, my dearheart. There is nothing that is mine that is not yours."
Laying in the bed, Natasha begins to scroll through wedding sites. Picture after picture slides through her fingers. She's thought about this before, but never really laid out clear plans. It was not something she thought that she'd see in her life. It becomes such a reality now as she begins to feel and see the things that she could wish for. So many beautiful shining examples of trees and arbors, couples decked out in wedding gear saying their i dos. "I can barely concentrate myself. You are stunning, and I will always crave you." She leans over from her folded up position and kisses his neck softly. "I do love you."
"Hmm. I can't decide. I do like both Something like this or maybe a little less light.. like this one. . She continues to look and comes across another image. "Oh, Loki, what if we had a room like this for after the ceremony. We could declare the bed a loss after we do our marking, but I still think it would be beautiful to move from one forest scene to another. I feel like being lost for the night with you."
Impatience is something Loki very much understands. Despite being known as someone rather chaotic, Loki is actually very patient himself usually. He’s always been good at planning and taking his time with things that are important to him. And a good prank always requires patience to really take hold, but the excitement he feels about starting their new life together is making him feel rash and impatient. She might already be his, but he needs more, he needs everyone, including the Norns, to know that they are now one.
The answer, of course, is that no one can prepare for such a connection. Loki didn’t even believe that it truly existed until he found himself at Natasha’s apartment. Was that only a few hours ago? All at once, their connection feels short and timeless, as if they have always been a part of one another, even if they are only at the beginning of their journey together. There are so many possibilities, so much life yet to live and Loki simply cannot wait to get started.
Loki settles himself at her side on the bed and quietly watches as she scrolls through sites. She seems to know where to look to find these things and so Loki stays quiet, knowing that whatever she lands on he will find beautiful. Still, he finds he can’t stop touching her even as they look through options. When she speaks, he smiles at her before placing a soft kiss to the bare skin of her shoulder. “I am sorry I am so distracting. Or, well, I am not, but I do know we will be able to pick out something perfect for us. And then I will continue to distract you until the end of time.”
He takes a closer look at the options she shows him, considering each carefully. “I like the enclosure of the first one. I am sure I can find its equivalent on Alfheim, but I like the option of having less light as well. It makes it feel more intimate, does it not?” He likes the idea of only the two of them being lit, as if their aura’s were glowing around each other, lighting them up for all to see. “The bed is a must. We could have it set up nearby, in the same forest. I can have it protected magically so we could feel nature around us, but be still be alone. I absolutely love it, my dear.”
Sitting here planning out her wedding seems like it should be overwhelming, but it's not in the least. It only feels like the most logical thing for her to be doing. It's obvious that she and Loki are tied together in a manner that only they understand. When he speaks of distracting her until the end of the time, questions suddenly come back in a rush. It was only then she realized that her overly busy mind had simply been at peace since they'd come together. Never once in her short life could Nat recall this ever happening. Would wonders ever truly cease between them-- she certainly hoped not.
There was still plenty of time to discuss them, but she knew she was free to now as they sat looking through pages and pages of websites regarding plans. "I like your ideas. I was thinking the same thing. It is more intimate, and I like intimate for our personal vows to one another. Our handfasting is for us, and the fathers and mothers of time to witness. Yes, I knew that the bed was a must as well the moment I saw it. I knew that our night, our markings should be done before the life of the worlds we will be a part of. You have the most wonderful powers." She ran her hand down along his bare torso, appreciating it as he watched her.
It was difficult to sit while he lay, but these were important decisions and she wanted to have details lined up so they could do this tomorrow if possible. It was only them, and magic worked for whatever time frame they placed on it. Nat knew she'd only feel complete when their marks were sewn into one another, and rings placed on fingers. Doing whatever it took, she'd find a ring for him that reminded her of his heritage and the man he was. Next she wanted to find a dress that would fit the setting and turn his eye. It was nice that he was the only one to see it, because modesty didn't need to be a factor.
"Did you want to look while I search through dresses, or do you want that to be a surprise? We also must figure out our marks. You mentioned having a small mark, did we decide on them, or..." She had an idea, but maybe they wanted something that could be the same on them both. She wasn't sure now. "Do we want them to be the same or different. I have figured out how to burn it into you. I don't mind the size of mine, because you are my heart and soul, but I will do something near the same. However you deem you want to mark me is fine. There's no pain I cannot handle, and I do want the pain. I want to feel the mark in my skin."
Wedding planning is certainly something Loki never thought he would participate in for himself, that is for certain. There were times when he’d thought perhaps he would be involved in planning Thor’s wedding. He is definitely more the type to do these sorts of things, and not only because he was the first prince of Asgard and it was expected of him. But his own wedding? It wasn’t until much more recently that Loki considered he could ever have anything like this, but all those doubts had gone away the moment he’d come face to face with Natasha this night. It is like his entire life fell into place, everything he’s done over the last few hundred years to keep the multiverse safe and thriving and culminated in this moment. When they fully and truly became one.
He’s never been more excited for his future and all it will entail with her by his side.
“Yes, that is precisely it. It is personal and for us to be fully joined.” Their personal vows are something Loki believes to be entirely intimate and meant just for them, and as she mentioned, the fathers and mothers of time. Having others present for that part felt akin to others witnessing them make love. Of course, he has no issues with sex in public, but sex and making love were not the same thing to him. One is a (rather enjoyable under the right circumstances) kink and the other is private and personal. “So, we shall handfast and have our personal vows, do our marking, have our first night as a married couple together and then hold something for our families separately. Perhaps the next night?”
Really, the sooner the better. Loki already feels like they are paired, but he knows how much stronger their connection will be once they have performed these ceremonies. It is something he can feel deep inside, something he knows will complete them, make them stronger both together and apart.
“I do believe I would like to be surprised. The marks I have a few ideas on. I do not believe they need to be the same mark, but if we happen to find something that suits us both, I am not against it. I have a number of symbols that represent me that I would like to see on you and I would gladly wear your mark if you have something similar.”
It is much the same with Natasha. She was certain by now that she'd never find a person that would suit her to the point of marriage. Maybe it was a thing she desired in her long lost childhood, and even occasionally as she lay in her tiny bed in the Red Room, dreaming of someone to take her away. She'd survived it all, and now fate had found enough kindness to bless her with this amazing union. Even as she made these plans they felt a bit surreal. It wouldn't settle until the moment it actually happened, and the runes were marked into her skin, the words said between them.
This was to be very private and Natasha loved that idea. She knew that nature would bless this union and that was all that she needed. There were words that she found, old vows that she'd found that she wanted to tweak to suit them that she would use, she thought. They were very fitting for how she felt, and adding personal touch to how they were written would be perfect.
"I was thinking we might take a short holiday to further get to know one another before we get the rest of the world in. Most of the people we know take more than two days notice to drop everything for a wedding. Maybe a couple weeks for them, and that will give us time to also design a get together for the short list of people we want. Unless you're set on having it the day after tomorrow."
It's easy to understand wanting his family to be privy to their marriage and union, but it often takes time to get people together and not everyone would be available right away. It would take time to pick foods and drink, another gown, and a formal ceremony with someone who is registered to perform it and make it legal and binding in a court of law somewhere-- not that they needed it, but the universe is often demanding of such things.
Scrolling through various marks online, Natasha finds several spiders, her obvious trademark. Then she comes across something uniquely different. It's a tree that speaks to her. She's not even quite sure exactly why, but it stands out. Her and Loki haven't spoken much about his role in the multiverse, but she knows about his part in time, but not about the tree, or even how it works. They've not gone into any details. Still, this captures her. Maybe it's a part of the way their love works, and how they are tied together now. Their thoughts and minds bound in a way that's still not fully understood yet. "This. This speaks to me, what do you think. I don't even know why, but it's beautiful."
Typically Loki is known for wanting to be the center of attention, for putting on a real display, but that has always just been part of the act. Sure, he does enjoy attention sometimes, and he is rather theatrical, but there have been just as many times that he wishes to go unnoticed. Sometimes that had been purely for practicalities sake when trying to pull off a prank, but sometimes he wishes to be more private. Alone even, though now he has someone to be private with. Someone who truly understands him and knows him and loves him despite all his many faults. He could easily pull fully from the spotlight now, so long as he still has Natasha by his side.
Though he has not thought of specific vows as of yet, Loki really does like to fly by the seat of his pants, he already knows the message he wishes to convey to her concerning vows. He believes it will not take him long to set those feelings to proper words. Everything seems to come so easily to him when he thinks of Natasha and the life they will have together.
“As far as I am concerned, weeks is fine for our friends and family to wait. I already know that I am yours and you are mine. Our personal and private ceremony I would like sooner, but a holiday in between sounds wonderful.” More time to spend alone with Natasha? He hardly needs convincing. After all, though he very much wants some people to be their witnesses, that part is truly the part that can wait. “Do you have anywhere or any-when you were thinking of? I could think of a few options, of course. I have seen so many beautiful places recently that I think you might enjoy.”
Loki looks at the screen and the moment he sees the image his breath catches in his throat. He can only stare for a moment, taking it in and trying to get his emotions under control because it’s perfect. Of course it’s perfect. Suddenly every idea he’d had before flies from his mind and he thinks perhaps they should have matching marks. He blinks some tears from his eyes, even as he grins widely and turns to kiss her fully. “It is absolutely perfect.”
While Natasha has been planning for this ceremony, she's done a little bit of thinking about how she'd like the larger one to be. She would like to play off of similar themes. She really does like the natural bent that this will take, and they can do it on a larger scale. There are plenty of examples of it being done. She has a feeling that it might be nice for his family to enjoy. She'll wear something slightly more proper for that exchange, and it will be a lovely evening for everyone involved. It will take a little bit more planning and she doesn't want to spend time now doing it. She's far too excited about her upcoming vows with Loki in their private hideaway to do anything more.
"I still want our ceremony tomorrow, as long as you're okay with that. I don't want to wait another day. I have made sure that I can get my dress, and that's the main concern that I have. The rest is magic, words, blood and us. We will be bound tomorrow, not that we aren't already, but it will be our ceremony tomorrow." She set the computer aside for a moment so that she could nuzzle down in the bed with him. It was too hard to sit up, while he lay there beside him. She wanted to feel his body against hers again. It was like she could only go for so long without being close, without touching him in a more complete fashion. It was only another sign of how truly they completed one another. How they were made for one another.
"I'm glad you like that mark. I saw it and knew for some reason. I don't know how I did, or what it meant. I only knew that it was meant for both of us." She ran her fingers over his face, slowly tracing his features. He was absolutely perfect. She'd never met another person who looked so handsome, or unique as he did. There was darkness and light, a combination that matched her own and made her heart sing as it did. "Tell me about it"
Just the fact that she is already considering his family and what they might want is another reason why he loves her so much. Not that he expects she wouldn’t consider all involved in such an event, but he’s also still not quite used to someone considering him at all. Really, there has only ever been Mobius who he felt had thought of his feelings and even that had taken some time. With Natasha, it all feels so natural. There has been no need for convincing or proving himself. She just knows and believes. And Loki feels honoured to have such trust.
She is right though. The planning for all of that can wait. There are much more important things to work out first, namely their private vow exchange. He is excited to show his family and friends his new wife, but making her his wife is his top priority.
“The sooner the better, my love. Truly, if I did not feel the need to make it perfect and set up everything we wish, I would marrying you this instant. I only wish to make it everything we both want. It is our celebration of us and we deserve nothing but the best.” He smiles as she goes over everything she has already managed to work out. It’s good that she’s so capable of organization because as much as Loki is into this, his planning skills can sometimes fall by the wayside as he gets distracted by things like his love for her. “Can I just say that you are very much impressing me right now. Your planning skills are bar none.”
He smiles as she puts the computer away and lays down with him. He pulls her close, breathing in her scent again as he wraps his arms around her, holding her to his body. It’s starting to feel like he’s missing a limb if she’s not close enough, though he suspect with the branding, that will ease a bit. It will be like they have each other with them at all times then.
“It is absolutely perfect. You will understand better when you see it for yourself, but my position aiding the welfare of the multiverse looks just like this. It is like putting my whole purpose into a mark that will be just for us because it is us.”
All of her considerations revolve around him. He is her groom, and her life to come. Her king and partner over all time and life as it ebbs and flows. She may not understand how it works, but already she feels a part of it through their bond. It's like a part of him is already moving through her, and she knows that it will only grow when they make their partnership official tomorrow. It's thrilling, and Natasha can hardly contain herself at the thought. If she could move time forward, she might do just that, however letting it flow and giving them the time to bond through the night into the morning is just as well.
It will be nice to spend the time getting ready for him, and making herself the perfect bride. While she knows that she could show up naked and disheveled and he would love her the same, Natasha wants to look perfect for their vows. She's already thought of adding hair so that she can do a complicated set of braids, perhaps to go with her perfect gown. It's all been thought of. He's right, she loves to plan. It's a part of who she is, who she was trained to be and has been woven into her very core. She's lucky that he's allowed her such free reign over everything.
"I would wind time forward if I didn't want everything to be absolutely perfect, but I am also enjoying this night with you. I think that all our time together getting to know one another is important as well. We have our life, but I want to know so much already. I know it isn't easy, but I already feel like I'm a part of you in some way. I know that it's a part of what's put us together this way, made us and this love so strong so easily."
Natasha isn't certain that she'll ever get enough of being close to him, with the branding or not, but maybe with time her constant need to touch and be gathered in his arms will die down some. Breathing in the same air he exhales, she nuzzles against his nose gently. "I like to plan, and I'm thankful that you've allowed me to do all this. If you ever want more of a say, let me know. Otherwise, I'll be picking out everything for our bigger wedding, and have you all trussed up as well." She laughs softly. Although, she does have an eye on something he could wear for their future wedding. She doesn't care about tomorrow, that's for him to figure out. Unless he asks expressly.
Leaning in, she presses her lips to his and sighs. "I only knew it was perfect. I'm glad I found it then. It will be our mark on one another, our future, our purpose. You are so amazing, my love. I'm so proud of who you are and all you've become and done. You've come such a long way, and I can't wait to hear the tale. I feel so close to you and i know that tomorrow will only bring us closer."
For so much of Loki’s life he wanted to feel like he was loved, respected. That is exactly what he feels he has now with Natasha. It’s like a piece of him had been missing until they had finally come together in the right place and time. He wonders how things might have been had they been given this chance sooner, but Loki isn’t naive and understands that things might not have worked out the same if that had happened. With all the different variations in the multiverse, likely it has happened in some form, but it would not be such as they are now. They both needed to be at a certain place in their development for this union to have come together in this perfect combination.
She’s right, he’ll always think she looks perfect. He can’t fathom a way in which he wouldn’t consider her the most beautiful and wonderful person he’s ever been so lucky to meet. And that she feels the same for him is truly astounding. He’ll do anything to make her happy, including letting her plan every last detail of their ceremony. And really, Loki does like to dress up himself. He is pretty sure he knows what he will be wearing as well and they will make the most dashing couple.
“There really is something about anticipation as well, is there not? I am very much enjoying discussing all this with you, looking forward to how special it will all be. I am sure it will be perfect because how could anything for use be anything less?” The whole thing could go wrong, everything could fall apart, but so long as they were marked and spoke their vows, to Loki it would be perfect. “Just the opportunity to have you like this in my life has made this the best night of my life, and I know things are only looking to get better with each and every subsequent night.”
Don’t get him wrong, Loki doesn’t think he’ll ever tire of touching her or being touched in return. There is something fully addictive about all of this, but he also believes that it will not feel so… painful if they are to separate with the brand. Right now, even the idea of being separated for even the smallest amount of time leaves an aching feeling in his chest. Right now though, he doesn’t need to worry about that as she nuzzles him. He chuckles in return, nuzzling her back. “Honestly, I am happy to let you plan everything. I do like to be involved enough to see our options, but so far everything you have picked out has been perfect. I trust you implicitly.”
Natasha’s words bring a tear to his eye and he cannot stop smiling even as she kisses him. Her finding that exact design is clearly just another sign of how they were meant to be, her words only adding to the perfection. “Only you could leave me with a loss for words,” he whispers against her ear. “I feel the same for you. How you have managed to be so strong and intelligent and caring after all you have faced is something I truly admire in you. I could not love anyone more.”
"The anticipation is driving my stomach nuts right now, but it's a good type of nuts.." She laughs softly and leans in to kiss him, which seems to be one of the ways to calm the nerves that want to fly around her insides and tie them all up in knots. It would be a beautiful shiburi design she's sure if it were only tied up on the outside, but sadly all the red ropes and lovely knots were wound up inside her as they anticipated the ceremony that would join her to the love of her lifetime.
Extending the kiss into something deeper, Natasha takes her time with it. It's like every single time she runs her tongue through Loki's mouth, there's a new depth, new flavor to him. He's full of life, and hidden things, velvety richness, dark chocolate covered cherries, and a swirl of brandy by candlelight. Her legs slide along his while they kiss, body unable to accept anything but the ultimate in closeness. It is painful to love this deeply, to need this fully. It's a thirst that won't be quenched, an ache that can't be filled. Breaking the kiss, she moans softly. "I don't think I shall ever grow tired of being a part of you. This is what I've been missing my whole life and I have no idea how I didn't even realize it." Her lips graze over his chin and down his throat.
"Thank you for trusting me, for loving me enough for this. I want to share everything with you. I couldn't imagine doing any of this without you, preparing our lives together is a thing I want to do with you, every single step. I trust you with my all as well, and if you were to take over I'd feel perfectly safe in knowing that no matter what happened would be perfect because what matters most, is us. You and me." Natasha ran her hands over his shoulder, and down his side, cupping his ass. Her fingers gripped at it tightly, holding him close to her.
"You are the only one that could love me like this. I only know part of your life, I can't wait for you to tell me more. Tell me love, how did you start your journey between here and there? What more should I know before we wed?" Her words are almost breathless, but she's trying to distract herself, to keep herself from engaging in other activities just yet. They have so much more to talk about and she really does want to learn more.
“I do hope it is good.” He huffs out a laugh. He knows what she means though. It feels as though there are a thousand butterflies flying around inside him. It’s not like he’s never been nervous or excited before, but this feels different, bigger and just more. Loki has never been more excited for anything in his life. Just knowing that by tomorrow at this time they will be joined for all eternity is overwhelming, but in the best possible way. Still, he wants to tease her a bit. “Are you sure you haven’t changed your mind? Realized you are too good for me?”
But then she kisses him and he can’t help but melt into it. His lips move slowly against hers, opening up to her so they can taste each other. Loki moves in closer, wrapping his arms around her more tightly so they are flush together as the kiss deepens. It’s like he’s addicted to her, like he can’t possibly imagine ever not having her around again and the only way to keep her is to keep her as close as possible. She feels soft and pliant against him, as if they mesh together perfectly, and he supposes that is the truth. There is no one else for him, and he plans on spending the rest of time showing her exactly how much she means to him.
“Sometimes these things are not for us to know right away. We need to be at certain points in our development before the truly important relationships can develop correctly. If we had come together at any other point in time, it might not have worked and that is not a world I wish to experience.” His head tilts back as he feels her lips on his throat and he sighs happily, a smile on his face.
“I think for us it is best that we do all these things together. We each have our strengths and putting those together will surely create the greatest celebration of a union anyone might ever see, even the parts meant only for us.” So far, he believes they are doing a fine job of it as well. Her style and wants for the ceremony fit his own perfectly, and really, he wants nothing more than for her to have her dream wedding.
If anything, Loki understands the need for distraction, and yet he does nothing but moan and gently kiss her neck for a moment when she grabs his ass. “Well,” he starts, speaking between gentle kisses. “It all started for me when I noticed something strange happen as I was being taken away after you stopped my attack on New York City. It seems some of the Avengers had travelled in time, and as luck would have it, the result ended up with the Tesseract simply lying at my feet, ripe for the taking.”
At his question about changing her mind, she laughs and reaches over to tug at his hair playfully. There's no world in which she could ever change her mind about him, or the way she loves him, madly, truly, deeply. "I hardly think so. I think you're the one that might have evolved beyond me, my love. I could never love anyone more. You are the one I want to wed and spend all my life with, our eternity together." She says the word like she can actually fathom what it means, but it's nothing a human whose life has been so limited until now can even begin to wrap her head around. For now, she'll take each day as it comes and it looks like the rest of them will be wrapped up together with Loki, and that's the best feeling ever.
While she knows and they have already talked about them meeting at the right time for the both of them. It still feels so remarkable that their fates twisted up to put them together here and now. It had been such a crazy time. They've been working so hard to prepare for Thanos, and what's to come. Yet now she has a higher calling. It's not something that she can rightly fathom. A part of her knows that she still has a part to play in her world, but she's not exactly sure how that will work, as she moves on to become a guardian of time with Loki. It is something they can talk about later.
Rubbing her fingers over his ass, she enjoys the way it feels and knows that one day soon she wants to enjoy it fully the way he enjoyed hers. It's another thing to talk about. "Time travel, huh. I wonder why we were doing that. It must be a thing from the future, because I'm certain I would have been alerted, or would have cracked into the Avenger's database and seen it." She doesn't let it bother her at all. She knows that he's seen time in various forms, so if there's a variation of what happens, it's a twist she looks forward to. "So, back at the old tesseract arrest, huh? What did you do with it just laying there. You picked it up, didn't you. That's what I would have done." It's the smartest move. Getting the fuck out of there with the tesseract. "You're such a wonderful little snake." She kisses him on the nose, knowing he's full of trouble, as he is everything else. "That's a different story from the one we know...Huh. So, is that how you broke time, or whatever it was you did? or I guess we broke time, cause we messed it up and put it at your feet, didn't we."
His laugh is soft but honest as she pulls at his hair. He truly loves this, how well they get on together. It is proving even more that this is more than just physical. When he really thinks about it, this is everything he’s always wanted. Someone he could lay around with, cuddle and joke and just talk. He’s never felt like he’s had someone he could trust this way before, but it’s like second nature when it comes to Natasha. “I cannot express how happy I am that you wish to spend eternity with me. It is not an easy thing to accept, but I will be forever grateful for your company.” As much as he knew that his job was necessary, and how he has always known it is what he must do, the loneliness is hard to contend with. But that is no longer a problem, not now he has the most wonderful woman in existence by his side.
And truly, Loki knows just how important Natasha is in hers and many timelines. He has no intention of keeping her from those duties. Simply because the multiverse exists and she will now help guard it with him does not mean she has nothing to wrap up in her own world. He also knows what awaits her, but that is not his story to tell. What he does know is that what will appear like an end to her friends and family will be just the beginning for her. However that happens in her timeline, it doesn’t matter. She will come home to him, always. But he will not further influence her decisions. Even with their souls tied together, she is still her own person and will always be.
The way she touches him makes him grin. He’s having the same thoughts as she is and he is very interested. It might be something for another time, but that doesn’t stop Loki from pushing his ass back into her hand.
“I am sure you will find out what was happening, but I am not one for spoilers.” He’s only partially joking, of course, but he still doesn’t plan on telling her anything of her own future in detail. It’s not his job to affect timelines, only to make sure they have the chance to survive. “And yes, of course I picked it up. I was still very much the villain you knew me as at that point, even if the effects of the mind stone had left me. I was thinking much more clearly, but that does not mean I would not take a chance to get away from the fate I figured was coming.” He grins at the kiss and laughs slightly. “Yes, that was my nexus event, though apparently, what the Avengers did was not considered the breaking of time. In how things worked at the time, it was supposed to happen. I was just not supposed to escape. Winning was not what I was meant to do. At least then.”
It's true that their personalities really do compliment one another. There's nothing more that Natasha would like better than to sit around talking and making love to Loki for an eternity. He's playful and they have the most wonderful time teasing one another. She doesn't quite understand the width and breath of what he does yet-- but she gathers that he is eternal and she will be as well. Somehow they will watch over time, watch the people of the world. It's nothing she understands yet. She hasn't even heard of the time bureau yet or the time keepers, but she will. People watching has been her job so far in life, and it will certainly be an important one for as long as she continues.
"I am looking forward to what this life together brings us. You are the only person I could ever see spending my eternity with." She's honest and forthcoming. There's an openness in her eyes for him that she's never had with another soul. Perhaps her world was what she cherished before, but she is willing to let go of that path now and seek the one that they have together. She imagines that her timeline probably took a branch the day they made love. She might ask him about it when they make it around to such a topic again. Certainly this wasn't where her life was supposed to go, how her death and future are predicted. Wouldn't that make her a variant as well now? She doesn't quite know how it all works, but she will learn. She's pretty quick at it.
As they talk, her hands wander, the hand on his ass continues to play. When he pushes against her palm, she has no qualms about teasing him further. Her finger is dry and so it can't do much, but she does part his cheeks and run it along the line of them. She pauses at his entrance, and lets it dimple inward briefly. There aren't many men who enjoy such things, but with the way he reacted-- her testing is casual and easy. He can certainly pull away if he wishes.
"I'm sure, but I have a feeling that what we've done already creates a gap." She postulates, not worrying about any future of hers, because she knows that she is safe with Loki as it is. "I did say you were a snake, didn't I." She says with love in her voice, because whoever he was, she's been there too. "Who wants to be arrested, I mean, really. Nexus event. That's a new term. I'll remember it. You start to turn things around, at least from what Thor says. I mean, it's enough that I made the choice to talk to you, to approach you and look what happened. I found an entirely different you. I didn't even know." She leans in to kiss him softly, and then pulls back. "So, where did you go after that? What happened, that's the exciting part of all this, yes?"
There of course will be time for those days. Days when they do nothing but spend time with each other, days when they never leave bed and do nothing but talk and laugh and make love. But the rest of the time he is actually looking forward to showing her, to telling her all about the TVA and how everything works. For the first time since his ascension, he feels proud of what he does without the crushing blow of loneliness he thought he was going to have to endure for the rest of time itself. Now he looks forward to everything they will do together, everything they will accomplish.
“And I am looking forward to showing you everything. Having you by my side is nothing short of a miracle and together we will preserve all life. I could not see doing this with anyone else.” She is correct about that. Their unification has definitely caused a new branch. One where it is possible that she will not go back to be the sacrifice for the soul stone. Of course, if she wishes to fulfil that destiny, Loki will not stop her. Rather she would simply come to him after her death on the timeline. Otherwise, that branch will do as all others do and find another way to survive. And really he wouldn’t be adverse to helping it along to make sure their mission is still successful.
The last thing he wants to do is pull away. Personally, he disagrees that most men wouldn’t enjoy such treatment. Rather he believes they are afraid of what it might mean to their fragile egos. Of course, he understands that not everyone likes everything when it comes to such personal things, but not liking simply because of being male… well that is expressed by men who have yet to find their prostates.
He blinks slowly and hums as she tests him, his breath coming out in slow pants as he tries to keep his mind on the conversation. He’d be lying though if he said the test wasn’t turning him on. He does nothing more than rock back against her hand again, still attempting to keep things casual.
“You are not wrong, but it is not anything that will cause issues, not anymore.” He grins at the snake comment and presses a kiss to her cheek. “And yes. I suppose it is not just my brother who has an affinity for snakes. Nexus event is the term for when a person makes a decision that causes a branch big enough on the timeline that a whole new timeline comes into existence. My purpose was to be arrested and taken to Asgard, when I did not do that, I was arrested by a completely different authority. But I will get to that in a moment. Thor is correct. It took quite some time and for much to happen, but in the natural course of things, I did redeem myself. I am simply not a version of me that experienced that specific course of events. I am aware of them though.”
“Oh, and do remind me to thank my brother for that. If it is because of his words that you spoke with me, then he played no small part in bringing us together.”
There's no more life that she wishes for herself beyond what they are creating together. Natasha will be content to allow whatever happens with the rest of her time to be done by whatever person follows after her wedding with Loki. She still has no true understanding of how exactly it works, but she assumes that it will for the pair of them. They will break into a line and exchange their vows and then exit to live the rest of their lives together. She can watch her fated existence in the same manner this Loki has.
The night continues to play on as they talk and love, ever growing closer to the sunrise of a new day-- their day. One that both of them will forever hold in memorandum. It gives Natasha even more reason to want to be close to Loki in every way possible, even if she's only toying with him now. It places in her mind limits of things that might happen between them in the future. She wants to be everything he needs and wants in the bedroom, and while she can't change her gender, she can certainly pleasure him to the best of her ability.
"You are so hot. God." She can't help herself when he pushes back against her finger. It makes her own heart jump in her chest and a new fire spark below. She can ignore it, but it's hard with their legs so tangled together and their bodies so close. "I'm glad that we won't create any issues. I would hate to have to worry about us causing problems for you back at where you are now. No matter who you are, or what happened to you, you are the man I love, the heart I adore. I can feel it and all that you are so much deeper than I've ever felt another person. So, whether you lived that life or another one. I'm glad that it brought us together."
She laughed softly. "We can thank him at the wedding, together." She nuzzled against him, and pressed her lips softly against his. "So, after you were taken away what happened. Who took you?"
If that is what she truly desires, then it is what she shall have. Loki now has two purposes in life, to maintain the timelines and to treat Natasha with all the love and adoration she deserves. Together, he knows they will not only keep everything running smoothly, but they will also improve on how everything works. With her, he knows they can accomplish anything and he is looking forward to it all.
Really, he couldn’t ask for anything more. Just that they can do this. Lie around in each other’s arms, talking about the future, their future, laughing and loving and simply being together. Until that night when he’d decided to message her, wanting her to know that he is sorry for the things he did in their shared past, he’d been almost desperate for some companionship. He has some contact with the TVA, but with Mobius’ retirement, he hasn’t felt overly close to anyone there. He is happy for his friend, but he also misses having someone to talk to. Or rather he missed, past tense, but Natasha is that for him now and so much more.
He really could never thank her enough, or show her just how much he truly cares for her.
She truly does not have to worry about not pleasing him physically. He can’t imagine being more satisfied than he already is in her bed. The fact that she is willing to do more only proves that point. Even if she is not interested in trying such things with him, how they have been with each other this night alone is proof enough that she is everything he will ever need. When it comes down to it, Loki falls in love with people, not their gender.
Loki chuckles lightly and presses his face into the pillow. He’s not unaware that some find him attractive, but he’s unsure anyone has said it quite so bluntly to his face before. He absolutely adores it. “No,” he says, turning his face back to look at her again. “There is nothing to worry about at all, my love. I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear you say all of that. I have worked very hard to improve myself and to know that I might be worthy of you has brought me to new heights. I have never felt so connected to anyone before. That you feel the same is more than I ever could’ve hoped for.”
“I’m sure he will be delighted to hear it.” Thor always was a bit of a romantic. Loki savours their kiss some before continuing. “I was taken by the Time Variance Authority, or more simply, the TVA. They are an organization that exists outside of time and at that point their purpose was to maintain what they called the Sacred Timeline. Essentially, there was no multiverse because they prevented the main timeline from branching off into new possibilities. They were all under the impression that this was necessary to prevent a multiversal war. Anyone who did something to cause a branch, a nexus point, were rounded up and brought in. As you can imagine, me escaping Thor’s custody was a pretty large deviation.”
It's a wonder that she could be here talking about a future with anyone, and she can't wait to be an actual part of that future much longer. She can't wait to see what challenges await them, what will be in store for them as they grow and change in the future. Knowing that he will take his time to love her and put her as a priority in his life when he is the overseer of so incredibly much tells Natasha more than she needs to know about him. It makes her heart soar, and it makes her feel even more special than she ever thought she could be to another person once more.
Watching Loki press his face into the pillow makes Natasha laugh softly with him. He's so beautiful, and maybe he knows a part of it, but because she's fallen so deeply for him it only makes him that much more attractive to her. There is not another male or female out there that will ever compare to the star that he is in her sky. Nuzzling against his shoulder, his neck, she curls under his chin and inhales deeply, breathing Loki in and making him the very air she needed to survive. He was her salvation, her world, inside and out and there was nothing that would change that. "You are so much to me, and I still keep wanting to pinch myself to make sure all this is real. I mean, morning can't come soon enough. I need to be bound to you already."
Sighing softly, she lifted her head so she could look at him, taking in all the closeness implied by the way they kiss one another. She laughed again, shaking her head. "You caused a hell of a ruckus with that I'm sure. So they arrested you? I mean, if that's what they do. Does it happen a lot? Do people screw up the timeline a lot? I know we are, but wow.. I never thought about it..."
If there was one thing that Loki has learned is that life in and of itself is a wonder. It takes such a strange course of events to cause certain things together. Loki has seen many versions of himself now and most of them were not as lucky as he has been. Of course, most of them did not attempt any sort of redemption or salvation as he did. He doesn’t know if that makes him any better or worse, but it is definitely an example of how anything can happen. He also knows that if anyone is up to handling things like that by his side, it is Natasha. She has done nothing but prove that in her time on the Sacred Timeline, and if he’s honest, all the timelines she exists in. It is truly and honour and a privilege that she would devote her time to him and he is not about to take her for granted.
He doesn’t know about being beautiful, especially next to someone as exquisite as she is. Again, he’s aware that some find him attractive, but to him beauty is so much more than looks. Natasha isn’t just gorgeous to look at, she’s beautiful inside. Loki is aware that she might not know that based on some of her history, but he’ll make it one of his goals to show her just how beautiful she is. He knows just how much she has devoted to making things better in her world, how much she has done for friends and family and really, her universe at large. She is truly an outstanding person that he could not be any less proud of.
As she curls into him, he shifts and wraps an arm around her, holding her close. He feels so at peace in her arms, and he knows that she will always be home to him. No matter what their future may hold, she will be his constant. “I feel the same, my love. I almost wish I felt tired so we could pass the time more quickly by sleeping, but I feel more energized than ever before. I am a buzz with excitement and how much I love you.”
Turning with her as she shifts, Loki smiles at her in return. “Yes, they arrested me. And it is what they did at the time. It was a fairly common occurrence, though it was more common for certain types. As you can imagine, someone like myself is more apt to go against the grain, as it were. I met plenty of my own variants, but I imagine you would not be surprised that I did not see a single Steve Rogers.”
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Loki chuckles at that. "Oh my dear, you far surpass me in perfection, I assure you." The muscles of his stomach twitch under her touch and he shifts a bit, a small giggle escaping him. Okay, so maybe he's a little ticklish, but he'll never admit to that.
"Do not worry about location. Tell me what your criteria and I will be able to find the perfect spot." Of course, he would add in his own preferences, but with the multiverse literally at his fingertips, he had not worries about giving Natasha everything she could ever want.
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Wrapping a towel around her, she ran a brush through her growing red hair and pulled it up off her neck to braid, but didn't tie it off with anything. It would fall loose easy enough if tugged on. She figured Loki might want to later, so she let him decide how he wanted it later. "Should I put something nice on for you to take off of me later?" She moved to her closet door, and stood there for a few minutes, leaning against the entrance to the rather large showing. It was one of the other things she prided herself on. A large collection of lingerie. The clothing was second showing to her lingerie collection, funnily enough.
While she thought about their wedding, she looked back at her husband to be. "What if we do it outside, under the stars and twinkling lights, or lanterns at night. The handfasting part, just us. I mean we can have the larger part for our friends outside as well, but our part. We can do it under a tree, or arbor. Then maybe build a small place for us to lay, an alter for us to use while we give one another our sacred marks and tie us closer together. I feel like it's an even greater bond, the marking... I mean, I'm silly enough to want a ring, but I know the mark will be my true bond."
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This thought gives Loki an idea. He’s pretty sure he knows of a spell that would allow them to put pieces of their own essence into their marks, meaning that no matter where or when they are, they would have a piece of the other with them. It’s something he will research immediately after they rest.
Loki watches her as she stands and steps out of the tub. Her lithe figure is always lovely to look at and part of him is still amazed that she is his now. He’s not very used to getting what he wants, so that this has worked out so well is still something he’s reeling a bit from. He stands himself then and steps out. “I take it you like what you see then.” He smiles as he stands in all his naked glory before using magic to dry himself. Once dry, he conjured himself up a pair of dark green sleep pants, opting to leave his chest bare.
“You know I think you look lovely in anything and nothing, but I would not mind seeing what you have in mind.” Because he assumes she very much has an outfit in mind. Natasha has always been good at dressing well, and Loki guesses that going to bed is no different.
He approaches her again, sliding his hands along her shoulders and down her arms as he leans in to press a soft kiss to her neck. “That is a wonderful idea. I do so love nature. I can think of a few places that might fit the bill. I can take you on a tour of them and we can decide which works best between us.” He smiles then and shakes his head slightly. “Wanting a ring is not silly. It is a symbol that is important to your people and I will gladly present you with one. I wouldn’t mind one myself, if I’m honest.” Loki doesn’t wear a lot of jewelry, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it. And something to represent their union to her world as well is definitely something he likes the idea of.
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Having been through so much pain, she can't help but enjoy it at times to enjoy the life she lives, but this would be a part of her bond with him, a need that's all driving. She feels him within her even when they are separated as an ache, a missing hole in her being already. She looks back to him and knows that they were made for one another. His body is so perfect in form and essence, complete and whole. She wants to climb right back in with him and worship his body once more, but she knows they have more to do. Plans to make, things to discuss.
"I love what I see. You delight me in all things. I want every part of you. I want to be one with you always." She bites her lip watching him dry off, and licks her lips when he half dresses. He looks like the god he is like that, chest pale and barren, rippled with muscles she can still feel beneath the pads of her fingers.
Walking through the ample rows of her closet, Natasha reaches the selection of lingerie and it's with a sly grin, she moves to a purchase she made online recently in a deep green, that's almost black but not quite. It sets her hair aflame when she puts it on. "What do you think, my love?" This isn't exactly something for sleep, but it's for him. She hadn't known it at the time, but it had been for him all along.
Moving toward the bed, she pulls back the sheer curtains, and smiles at him. "Excellent. I'll show you some arrangements I was thinking about on the laptop. I've ideas on several things, but how about you pick my ring and I'll find yours. I promise to make it as unique to you as you do mine to me." Natasha's laptop is laid on the bed, and they can plan their ceremony for soon as they talk of his life and things that have gone on as they work toward building a life together. "Should we lay down and talk for a while?"
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Her feelings are echoed in his soul. In some ways, he feels as though he can sense her thoughts and feelings now without having to try. Like his abilities with enchantments are so strong with her that he doesn’t need to do anything but think of her and he knows where she is, how she is and what she’s thinking. It’s not something he’s tested, of course, but it’s like he can feel her in his head and in his body at all times. Their connection is so strong he thinks perhaps they are no longer two separate beings, but now truly two halves of a whole.
“And you may have every part of me, however and whenever you wish. Consider me an extension of your own being now, as I consider you mine.” There is nothing he wouldn’t give her, nothing she is not allowed to do or have. He is hers, unequivocally for all time. Anything she wishes of him, all she need do is ask.
Loki watches closely and carefully as she pulls out a lingerie set and slips it on. His eyes burn with want as it hugs her in all the right areas and brings out her features in ways that draw his eye even more than before. He hadn’t thought he could find her even more attractive, but he is very much being proven wrong with this. “I think you are the most gorgeous creature to ever cross my path and I cannot stress enough how happy I am to have you in my life.” He’s not sure how he’s going to concentrate now, but he is going to do his best to not simply remove her outfit with his teeth once they are in bed again.
“I will gladly pick your ring. I only hope I do you justice in my selection.” He follows her to the bed, a small smile on his face as he starts to really think of the options. They are truly going to have the best of all worlds. He cannot wait to show her off and give her everything her heart desires. “Yes, I think that is a good idea. We can plan stuff while I try to concentrate with you looking like that. Consider it my first test as your betrothed.”
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Who knew that love would completely set her off her game. Yet, who could truly prepare for anything like this. This is deeper than love. It truly is a soul to soul connection. They are already bound by time and fate, and all the things that have set aside reality for them and them alone. When he speaks, her heart moves. It only pours fuel on the already growing bonfire within that belongs to Loki singularly. "I feel the same way, my dearheart. There is nothing that is mine that is not yours."
Laying in the bed, Natasha begins to scroll through wedding sites. Picture after picture slides through her fingers. She's thought about this before, but never really laid out clear plans. It was not something she thought that she'd see in her life. It becomes such a reality now as she begins to feel and see the things that she could wish for. So many beautiful shining examples of trees and arbors, couples decked out in wedding gear saying their i dos. "I can barely concentrate myself. You are stunning, and I will always crave you." She leans over from her folded up position and kisses his neck softly. "I do love you."
"Hmm. I can't decide. I do like both Something like this or maybe a little less light.. like this one. . She continues to look and comes across another image. "Oh, Loki, what if we had a room like this for after the ceremony. We could declare the bed a loss after we do our marking, but I still think it would be beautiful to move from one forest scene to another. I feel like being lost for the night with you."
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The answer, of course, is that no one can prepare for such a connection. Loki didn’t even believe that it truly existed until he found himself at Natasha’s apartment. Was that only a few hours ago? All at once, their connection feels short and timeless, as if they have always been a part of one another, even if they are only at the beginning of their journey together. There are so many possibilities, so much life yet to live and Loki simply cannot wait to get started.
Loki settles himself at her side on the bed and quietly watches as she scrolls through sites. She seems to know where to look to find these things and so Loki stays quiet, knowing that whatever she lands on he will find beautiful. Still, he finds he can’t stop touching her even as they look through options. When she speaks, he smiles at her before placing a soft kiss to the bare skin of her shoulder. “I am sorry I am so distracting. Or, well, I am not, but I do know we will be able to pick out something perfect for us. And then I will continue to distract you until the end of time.”
He takes a closer look at the options she shows him, considering each carefully. “I like the enclosure of the first one. I am sure I can find its equivalent on Alfheim, but I like the option of having less light as well. It makes it feel more intimate, does it not?” He likes the idea of only the two of them being lit, as if their aura’s were glowing around each other, lighting them up for all to see. “The bed is a must. We could have it set up nearby, in the same forest. I can have it protected magically so we could feel nature around us, but be still be alone. I absolutely love it, my dear.”
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There was still plenty of time to discuss them, but she knew she was free to now as they sat looking through pages and pages of websites regarding plans. "I like your ideas. I was thinking the same thing. It is more intimate, and I like intimate for our personal vows to one another. Our handfasting is for us, and the fathers and mothers of time to witness. Yes, I knew that the bed was a must as well the moment I saw it. I knew that our night, our markings should be done before the life of the worlds we will be a part of. You have the most wonderful powers." She ran her hand down along his bare torso, appreciating it as he watched her.
It was difficult to sit while he lay, but these were important decisions and she wanted to have details lined up so they could do this tomorrow if possible. It was only them, and magic worked for whatever time frame they placed on it. Nat knew she'd only feel complete when their marks were sewn into one another, and rings placed on fingers. Doing whatever it took, she'd find a ring for him that reminded her of his heritage and the man he was. Next she wanted to find a dress that would fit the setting and turn his eye. It was nice that he was the only one to see it, because modesty didn't need to be a factor.
"Did you want to look while I search through dresses, or do you want that to be a surprise? We also must figure out our marks. You mentioned having a small mark, did we decide on them, or..." She had an idea, but maybe they wanted something that could be the same on them both. She wasn't sure now. "Do we want them to be the same or different. I have figured out how to burn it into you. I don't mind the size of mine, because you are my heart and soul, but I will do something near the same. However you deem you want to mark me is fine. There's no pain I cannot handle, and I do want the pain. I want to feel the mark in my skin."
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He’s never been more excited for his future and all it will entail with her by his side.
“Yes, that is precisely it. It is personal and for us to be fully joined.” Their personal vows are something Loki believes to be entirely intimate and meant just for them, and as she mentioned, the fathers and mothers of time. Having others present for that part felt akin to others witnessing them make love. Of course, he has no issues with sex in public, but sex and making love were not the same thing to him. One is a (rather enjoyable under the right circumstances) kink and the other is private and personal. “So, we shall handfast and have our personal vows, do our marking, have our first night as a married couple together and then hold something for our families separately. Perhaps the next night?”
Really, the sooner the better. Loki already feels like they are paired, but he knows how much stronger their connection will be once they have performed these ceremonies. It is something he can feel deep inside, something he knows will complete them, make them stronger both together and apart.
“I do believe I would like to be surprised. The marks I have a few ideas on. I do not believe they need to be the same mark, but if we happen to find something that suits us both, I am not against it. I have a number of symbols that represent me that I would like to see on you and I would gladly wear your mark if you have something similar.”
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This was to be very private and Natasha loved that idea. She knew that nature would bless this union and that was all that she needed. There were words that she found, old vows that she'd found that she wanted to tweak to suit them that she would use, she thought. They were very fitting for how she felt, and adding personal touch to how they were written would be perfect.
"I was thinking we might take a short holiday to further get to know one another before we get the rest of the world in. Most of the people we know take more than two days notice to drop everything for a wedding. Maybe a couple weeks for them, and that will give us time to also design a get together for the short list of people we want. Unless you're set on having it the day after tomorrow."
It's easy to understand wanting his family to be privy to their marriage and union, but it often takes time to get people together and not everyone would be available right away. It would take time to pick foods and drink, another gown, and a formal ceremony with someone who is registered to perform it and make it legal and binding in a court of law somewhere-- not that they needed it, but the universe is often demanding of such things.
Scrolling through various marks online, Natasha finds several spiders, her obvious trademark. Then she comes across something uniquely different. It's a tree that speaks to her. She's not even quite sure exactly why, but it stands out. Her and Loki haven't spoken much about his role in the multiverse, but she knows about his part in time, but not about the tree, or even how it works. They've not gone into any details. Still, this captures her. Maybe it's a part of the way their love works, and how they are tied together now. Their thoughts and minds bound in a way that's still not fully understood yet. "This. This speaks to me, what do you think. I don't even know why, but it's beautiful."
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Though he has not thought of specific vows as of yet, Loki really does like to fly by the seat of his pants, he already knows the message he wishes to convey to her concerning vows. He believes it will not take him long to set those feelings to proper words. Everything seems to come so easily to him when he thinks of Natasha and the life they will have together.
“As far as I am concerned, weeks is fine for our friends and family to wait. I already know that I am yours and you are mine. Our personal and private ceremony I would like sooner, but a holiday in between sounds wonderful.” More time to spend alone with Natasha? He hardly needs convincing. After all, though he very much wants some people to be their witnesses, that part is truly the part that can wait. “Do you have anywhere or any-when you were thinking of? I could think of a few options, of course. I have seen so many beautiful places recently that I think you might enjoy.”
Loki looks at the screen and the moment he sees the image his breath catches in his throat. He can only stare for a moment, taking it in and trying to get his emotions under control because it’s perfect. Of course it’s perfect. Suddenly every idea he’d had before flies from his mind and he thinks perhaps they should have matching marks. He blinks some tears from his eyes, even as he grins widely and turns to kiss her fully. “It is absolutely perfect.”
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"I still want our ceremony tomorrow, as long as you're okay with that. I don't want to wait another day. I have made sure that I can get my dress, and that's the main concern that I have. The rest is magic, words, blood and us. We will be bound tomorrow, not that we aren't already, but it will be our ceremony tomorrow." She set the computer aside for a moment so that she could nuzzle down in the bed with him. It was too hard to sit up, while he lay there beside him. She wanted to feel his body against hers again. It was like she could only go for so long without being close, without touching him in a more complete fashion. It was only another sign of how truly they completed one another. How they were made for one another.
"I'm glad you like that mark. I saw it and knew for some reason. I don't know how I did, or what it meant. I only knew that it was meant for both of us." She ran her fingers over his face, slowly tracing his features. He was absolutely perfect. She'd never met another person who looked so handsome, or unique as he did. There was darkness and light, a combination that matched her own and made her heart sing as it did. "Tell me about it"
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She is right though. The planning for all of that can wait. There are much more important things to work out first, namely their private vow exchange. He is excited to show his family and friends his new wife, but making her his wife is his top priority.
“The sooner the better, my love. Truly, if I did not feel the need to make it perfect and set up everything we wish, I would marrying you this instant. I only wish to make it everything we both want. It is our celebration of us and we deserve nothing but the best.” He smiles as she goes over everything she has already managed to work out. It’s good that she’s so capable of organization because as much as Loki is into this, his planning skills can sometimes fall by the wayside as he gets distracted by things like his love for her. “Can I just say that you are very much impressing me right now. Your planning skills are bar none.”
He smiles as she puts the computer away and lays down with him. He pulls her close, breathing in her scent again as he wraps his arms around her, holding her to his body. It’s starting to feel like he’s missing a limb if she’s not close enough, though he suspect with the branding, that will ease a bit. It will be like they have each other with them at all times then.
“It is absolutely perfect. You will understand better when you see it for yourself, but my position aiding the welfare of the multiverse looks just like this. It is like putting my whole purpose into a mark that will be just for us because it is us.”
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It will be nice to spend the time getting ready for him, and making herself the perfect bride. While she knows that she could show up naked and disheveled and he would love her the same, Natasha wants to look perfect for their vows. She's already thought of adding hair so that she can do a complicated set of braids, perhaps to go with her perfect gown. It's all been thought of. He's right, she loves to plan. It's a part of who she is, who she was trained to be and has been woven into her very core. She's lucky that he's allowed her such free reign over everything.
"I would wind time forward if I didn't want everything to be absolutely perfect, but I am also enjoying this night with you. I think that all our time together getting to know one another is important as well. We have our life, but I want to know so much already. I know it isn't easy, but I already feel like I'm a part of you in some way. I know that it's a part of what's put us together this way, made us and this love so strong so easily."
Natasha isn't certain that she'll ever get enough of being close to him, with the branding or not, but maybe with time her constant need to touch and be gathered in his arms will die down some. Breathing in the same air he exhales, she nuzzles against his nose gently. "I like to plan, and I'm thankful that you've allowed me to do all this. If you ever want more of a say, let me know. Otherwise, I'll be picking out everything for our bigger wedding, and have you all trussed up as well." She laughs softly. Although, she does have an eye on something he could wear for their future wedding. She doesn't care about tomorrow, that's for him to figure out. Unless he asks expressly.
Leaning in, she presses her lips to his and sighs. "I only knew it was perfect. I'm glad I found it then. It will be our mark on one another, our future, our purpose. You are so amazing, my love. I'm so proud of who you are and all you've become and done. You've come such a long way, and I can't wait to hear the tale. I feel so close to you and i know that tomorrow will only bring us closer."
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She’s right, he’ll always think she looks perfect. He can’t fathom a way in which he wouldn’t consider her the most beautiful and wonderful person he’s ever been so lucky to meet. And that she feels the same for him is truly astounding. He’ll do anything to make her happy, including letting her plan every last detail of their ceremony. And really, Loki does like to dress up himself. He is pretty sure he knows what he will be wearing as well and they will make the most dashing couple.
“There really is something about anticipation as well, is there not? I am very much enjoying discussing all this with you, looking forward to how special it will all be. I am sure it will be perfect because how could anything for use be anything less?” The whole thing could go wrong, everything could fall apart, but so long as they were marked and spoke their vows, to Loki it would be perfect. “Just the opportunity to have you like this in my life has made this the best night of my life, and I know things are only looking to get better with each and every subsequent night.”
Don’t get him wrong, Loki doesn’t think he’ll ever tire of touching her or being touched in return. There is something fully addictive about all of this, but he also believes that it will not feel so… painful if they are to separate with the brand. Right now, even the idea of being separated for even the smallest amount of time leaves an aching feeling in his chest. Right now though, he doesn’t need to worry about that as she nuzzles him. He chuckles in return, nuzzling her back. “Honestly, I am happy to let you plan everything. I do like to be involved enough to see our options, but so far everything you have picked out has been perfect. I trust you implicitly.”
Natasha’s words bring a tear to his eye and he cannot stop smiling even as she kisses him. Her finding that exact design is clearly just another sign of how they were meant to be, her words only adding to the perfection. “Only you could leave me with a loss for words,” he whispers against her ear. “I feel the same for you. How you have managed to be so strong and intelligent and caring after all you have faced is something I truly admire in you. I could not love anyone more.”
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Extending the kiss into something deeper, Natasha takes her time with it. It's like every single time she runs her tongue through Loki's mouth, there's a new depth, new flavor to him. He's full of life, and hidden things, velvety richness, dark chocolate covered cherries, and a swirl of brandy by candlelight. Her legs slide along his while they kiss, body unable to accept anything but the ultimate in closeness. It is painful to love this deeply, to need this fully. It's a thirst that won't be quenched, an ache that can't be filled. Breaking the kiss, she moans softly. "I don't think I shall ever grow tired of being a part of you. This is what I've been missing my whole life and I have no idea how I didn't even realize it." Her lips graze over his chin and down his throat.
"Thank you for trusting me, for loving me enough for this. I want to share everything with you. I couldn't imagine doing any of this without you, preparing our lives together is a thing I want to do with you, every single step. I trust you with my all as well, and if you were to take over I'd feel perfectly safe in knowing that no matter what happened would be perfect because what matters most, is us. You and me." Natasha ran her hands over his shoulder, and down his side, cupping his ass. Her fingers gripped at it tightly, holding him close to her.
"You are the only one that could love me like this. I only know part of your life, I can't wait for you to tell me more. Tell me love, how did you start your journey between here and there? What more should I know before we wed?" Her words are almost breathless, but she's trying to distract herself, to keep herself from engaging in other activities just yet. They have so much more to talk about and she really does want to learn more.
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But then she kisses him and he can’t help but melt into it. His lips move slowly against hers, opening up to her so they can taste each other. Loki moves in closer, wrapping his arms around her more tightly so they are flush together as the kiss deepens. It’s like he’s addicted to her, like he can’t possibly imagine ever not having her around again and the only way to keep her is to keep her as close as possible. She feels soft and pliant against him, as if they mesh together perfectly, and he supposes that is the truth. There is no one else for him, and he plans on spending the rest of time showing her exactly how much she means to him.
“Sometimes these things are not for us to know right away. We need to be at certain points in our development before the truly important relationships can develop correctly. If we had come together at any other point in time, it might not have worked and that is not a world I wish to experience.” His head tilts back as he feels her lips on his throat and he sighs happily, a smile on his face.
“I think for us it is best that we do all these things together. We each have our strengths and putting those together will surely create the greatest celebration of a union anyone might ever see, even the parts meant only for us.” So far, he believes they are doing a fine job of it as well. Her style and wants for the ceremony fit his own perfectly, and really, he wants nothing more than for her to have her dream wedding.
If anything, Loki understands the need for distraction, and yet he does nothing but moan and gently kiss her neck for a moment when she grabs his ass. “Well,” he starts, speaking between gentle kisses. “It all started for me when I noticed something strange happen as I was being taken away after you stopped my attack on New York City. It seems some of the Avengers had travelled in time, and as luck would have it, the result ended up with the Tesseract simply lying at my feet, ripe for the taking.”
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While she knows and they have already talked about them meeting at the right time for the both of them. It still feels so remarkable that their fates twisted up to put them together here and now. It had been such a crazy time. They've been working so hard to prepare for Thanos, and what's to come. Yet now she has a higher calling. It's not something that she can rightly fathom. A part of her knows that she still has a part to play in her world, but she's not exactly sure how that will work, as she moves on to become a guardian of time with Loki. It is something they can talk about later.
Rubbing her fingers over his ass, she enjoys the way it feels and knows that one day soon she wants to enjoy it fully the way he enjoyed hers. It's another thing to talk about. "Time travel, huh. I wonder why we were doing that. It must be a thing from the future, because I'm certain I would have been alerted, or would have cracked into the Avenger's database and seen it." She doesn't let it bother her at all. She knows that he's seen time in various forms, so if there's a variation of what happens, it's a twist she looks forward to. "So, back at the old tesseract arrest, huh? What did you do with it just laying there. You picked it up, didn't you. That's what I would have done." It's the smartest move. Getting the fuck out of there with the tesseract. "You're such a wonderful little snake." She kisses him on the nose, knowing he's full of trouble, as he is everything else. "That's a different story from the one we know...Huh. So, is that how you broke time, or whatever it was you did? or I guess we broke time, cause we messed it up and put it at your feet, didn't we."
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And truly, Loki knows just how important Natasha is in hers and many timelines. He has no intention of keeping her from those duties. Simply because the multiverse exists and she will now help guard it with him does not mean she has nothing to wrap up in her own world. He also knows what awaits her, but that is not his story to tell. What he does know is that what will appear like an end to her friends and family will be just the beginning for her. However that happens in her timeline, it doesn’t matter. She will come home to him, always. But he will not further influence her decisions. Even with their souls tied together, she is still her own person and will always be.
The way she touches him makes him grin. He’s having the same thoughts as she is and he is very interested. It might be something for another time, but that doesn’t stop Loki from pushing his ass back into her hand.
“I am sure you will find out what was happening, but I am not one for spoilers.” He’s only partially joking, of course, but he still doesn’t plan on telling her anything of her own future in detail. It’s not his job to affect timelines, only to make sure they have the chance to survive. “And yes, of course I picked it up. I was still very much the villain you knew me as at that point, even if the effects of the mind stone had left me. I was thinking much more clearly, but that does not mean I would not take a chance to get away from the fate I figured was coming.” He grins at the kiss and laughs slightly. “Yes, that was my nexus event, though apparently, what the Avengers did was not considered the breaking of time. In how things worked at the time, it was supposed to happen. I was just not supposed to escape. Winning was not what I was meant to do. At least then.”
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"I am looking forward to what this life together brings us. You are the only person I could ever see spending my eternity with." She's honest and forthcoming. There's an openness in her eyes for him that she's never had with another soul. Perhaps her world was what she cherished before, but she is willing to let go of that path now and seek the one that they have together. She imagines that her timeline probably took a branch the day they made love. She might ask him about it when they make it around to such a topic again. Certainly this wasn't where her life was supposed to go, how her death and future are predicted. Wouldn't that make her a variant as well now? She doesn't quite know how it all works, but she will learn. She's pretty quick at it.
As they talk, her hands wander, the hand on his ass continues to play. When he pushes against her palm, she has no qualms about teasing him further. Her finger is dry and so it can't do much, but she does part his cheeks and run it along the line of them. She pauses at his entrance, and lets it dimple inward briefly. There aren't many men who enjoy such things, but with the way he reacted-- her testing is casual and easy. He can certainly pull away if he wishes.
"I'm sure, but I have a feeling that what we've done already creates a gap." She postulates, not worrying about any future of hers, because she knows that she is safe with Loki as it is. "I did say you were a snake, didn't I." She says with love in her voice, because whoever he was, she's been there too. "Who wants to be arrested, I mean, really. Nexus event. That's a new term. I'll remember it. You start to turn things around, at least from what Thor says. I mean, it's enough that I made the choice to talk to you, to approach you and look what happened. I found an entirely different you. I didn't even know." She leans in to kiss him softly, and then pulls back. "So, where did you go after that? What happened, that's the exciting part of all this, yes?"
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“And I am looking forward to showing you everything. Having you by my side is nothing short of a miracle and together we will preserve all life. I could not see doing this with anyone else.” She is correct about that. Their unification has definitely caused a new branch. One where it is possible that she will not go back to be the sacrifice for the soul stone. Of course, if she wishes to fulfil that destiny, Loki will not stop her. Rather she would simply come to him after her death on the timeline. Otherwise, that branch will do as all others do and find another way to survive. And really he wouldn’t be adverse to helping it along to make sure their mission is still successful.
The last thing he wants to do is pull away. Personally, he disagrees that most men wouldn’t enjoy such treatment. Rather he believes they are afraid of what it might mean to their fragile egos. Of course, he understands that not everyone likes everything when it comes to such personal things, but not liking simply because of being male… well that is expressed by men who have yet to find their prostates.
He blinks slowly and hums as she tests him, his breath coming out in slow pants as he tries to keep his mind on the conversation. He’d be lying though if he said the test wasn’t turning him on. He does nothing more than rock back against her hand again, still attempting to keep things casual.
“You are not wrong, but it is not anything that will cause issues, not anymore.” He grins at the snake comment and presses a kiss to her cheek. “And yes. I suppose it is not just my brother who has an affinity for snakes. Nexus event is the term for when a person makes a decision that causes a branch big enough on the timeline that a whole new timeline comes into existence. My purpose was to be arrested and taken to Asgard, when I did not do that, I was arrested by a completely different authority. But I will get to that in a moment. Thor is correct. It took quite some time and for much to happen, but in the natural course of things, I did redeem myself. I am simply not a version of me that experienced that specific course of events. I am aware of them though.”
“Oh, and do remind me to thank my brother for that. If it is because of his words that you spoke with me, then he played no small part in bringing us together.”
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The night continues to play on as they talk and love, ever growing closer to the sunrise of a new day-- their day. One that both of them will forever hold in memorandum. It gives Natasha even more reason to want to be close to Loki in every way possible, even if she's only toying with him now. It places in her mind limits of things that might happen between them in the future. She wants to be everything he needs and wants in the bedroom, and while she can't change her gender, she can certainly pleasure him to the best of her ability.
"You are so hot. God." She can't help herself when he pushes back against her finger. It makes her own heart jump in her chest and a new fire spark below. She can ignore it, but it's hard with their legs so tangled together and their bodies so close. "I'm glad that we won't create any issues. I would hate to have to worry about us causing problems for you back at where you are now. No matter who you are, or what happened to you, you are the man I love, the heart I adore. I can feel it and all that you are so much deeper than I've ever felt another person. So, whether you lived that life or another one. I'm glad that it brought us together."
She laughed softly. "We can thank him at the wedding, together." She nuzzled against him, and pressed her lips softly against his. "So, after you were taken away what happened. Who took you?"
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Really, he couldn’t ask for anything more. Just that they can do this. Lie around in each other’s arms, talking about the future, their future, laughing and loving and simply being together. Until that night when he’d decided to message her, wanting her to know that he is sorry for the things he did in their shared past, he’d been almost desperate for some companionship. He has some contact with the TVA, but with Mobius’ retirement, he hasn’t felt overly close to anyone there. He is happy for his friend, but he also misses having someone to talk to. Or rather he missed, past tense, but Natasha is that for him now and so much more.
He really could never thank her enough, or show her just how much he truly cares for her.
She truly does not have to worry about not pleasing him physically. He can’t imagine being more satisfied than he already is in her bed. The fact that she is willing to do more only proves that point. Even if she is not interested in trying such things with him, how they have been with each other this night alone is proof enough that she is everything he will ever need. When it comes down to it, Loki falls in love with people, not their gender.
Loki chuckles lightly and presses his face into the pillow. He’s not unaware that some find him attractive, but he’s unsure anyone has said it quite so bluntly to his face before. He absolutely adores it. “No,” he says, turning his face back to look at her again. “There is nothing to worry about at all, my love. I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear you say all of that. I have worked very hard to improve myself and to know that I might be worthy of you has brought me to new heights. I have never felt so connected to anyone before. That you feel the same is more than I ever could’ve hoped for.”
“I’m sure he will be delighted to hear it.” Thor always was a bit of a romantic. Loki savours their kiss some before continuing. “I was taken by the Time Variance Authority, or more simply, the TVA. They are an organization that exists outside of time and at that point their purpose was to maintain what they called the Sacred Timeline. Essentially, there was no multiverse because they prevented the main timeline from branching off into new possibilities. They were all under the impression that this was necessary to prevent a multiversal war. Anyone who did something to cause a branch, a nexus point, were rounded up and brought in. As you can imagine, me escaping Thor’s custody was a pretty large deviation.”
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Watching Loki press his face into the pillow makes Natasha laugh softly with him. He's so beautiful, and maybe he knows a part of it, but because she's fallen so deeply for him it only makes him that much more attractive to her. There is not another male or female out there that will ever compare to the star that he is in her sky. Nuzzling against his shoulder, his neck, she curls under his chin and inhales deeply, breathing Loki in and making him the very air she needed to survive. He was her salvation, her world, inside and out and there was nothing that would change that. "You are so much to me, and I still keep wanting to pinch myself to make sure all this is real. I mean, morning can't come soon enough. I need to be bound to you already."
Sighing softly, she lifted her head so she could look at him, taking in all the closeness implied by the way they kiss one another. She laughed again, shaking her head. "You caused a hell of a ruckus with that I'm sure. So they arrested you? I mean, if that's what they do. Does it happen a lot? Do people screw up the timeline a lot? I know we are, but wow.. I never thought about it..."
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He doesn’t know about being beautiful, especially next to someone as exquisite as she is. Again, he’s aware that some find him attractive, but to him beauty is so much more than looks. Natasha isn’t just gorgeous to look at, she’s beautiful inside. Loki is aware that she might not know that based on some of her history, but he’ll make it one of his goals to show her just how beautiful she is. He knows just how much she has devoted to making things better in her world, how much she has done for friends and family and really, her universe at large. She is truly an outstanding person that he could not be any less proud of.
As she curls into him, he shifts and wraps an arm around her, holding her close. He feels so at peace in her arms, and he knows that she will always be home to him. No matter what their future may hold, she will be his constant. “I feel the same, my love. I almost wish I felt tired so we could pass the time more quickly by sleeping, but I feel more energized than ever before. I am a buzz with excitement and how much I love you.”
Turning with her as she shifts, Loki smiles at her in return. “Yes, they arrested me. And it is what they did at the time. It was a fairly common occurrence, though it was more common for certain types. As you can imagine, someone like myself is more apt to go against the grain, as it were. I met plenty of my own variants, but I imagine you would not be surprised that I did not see a single Steve Rogers.”
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