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blackhourglass) wrote2024-02-20 10:36 am
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Natasha never knew her cheeks could hurt from smiling so damn much, but her own do. Letting a few threads of her robe loose, Nat crawls into the bed and wanders up to her husband on the plush bed. "This is incredible. I keep saying that to you and me. I might one day realize what the word stunning means. I'm glad you'll be able to recreate it again, so I can remember all this, since we don't have a photographer. I want one of you looking like the god you are with your shirt all open and delicious like that."
Her tone was light and playful, but Nat couldn't be more serious. He was incredibly sexy, trussed up in just his trousers and a shirt with a few buttons open. His hair was gorgeous and suited him perfectly. Kissing him softly, she runs her hand along his chest and leans in to lie beside him, snuggling up beside him to hold on and listen to the sound of his heart. "Married. We did it. We did it. Now we're going to mark one another and be even closer. I don't even know if I can feel closer."
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It’s peaceful.
In all of Loki’s very long life, he can’t ever remember feeling so peaceful. There have been quieter times, but he’s always felt anxious or energetic or some mix of those and other similar emotions. His life and his mind have always been things of chaos. It’s something he generally enjoys, but truth be told, he’s never really known peace so it isn’t something he’s been able to fairly judge. But now he has Natasha and she has shown him, is still showing him, what true peace is like.
”I will recreate this any time you wish, my love. Though I also think returning to this place each year for our anniversary might also be a nice thing to do. What do you think?” Perhaps it’s a little early to be thinking of anniversaries considering they’ve only been married a couple of hours, but for the first time in a very long time, Loki thinks the future is something he is looking forward to, with her by his side.
As she presses in next to him, he pulls her in closer and smiles. It seems like he will never stop smiling now. He wonders if others would think him mad for it. Not that he cares what they think, it is only a passing wonder as he kisses her back gently. “The markings are for us, but I believe that even without them, we are now intrinsically linked forever more. The markings are a blessed physical symbol of our joining only because we both desire to show what we cannot see.” It doesn’t make him want the markings any less, the opposite in fact, but he can’t imagine anything stopping them from being so closely bound, markings or not.
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Lying there with her eyes closed, Natasha is aware of every breath Loki takes. She can feel his body next to hers on some plane beyond what she was connected to him previously. In her mind, Natasha knew that being with him, loving him, marrying him would bind them and her to an entirely new level, but now that she's here, it's incredible. There's so much more to take in and enjoy than she could have prepared herself for. There was no way she could have comprehended how much these vows would have tied them together, and now she knows that they are completely and inextrably tied together; nothing will ever separate them.
Tapping her fingers against his chest, widening them and running them along the impossibly smooth skin that always carries a slight chill, Natasha gazes up at the man she adores. "I would love to come here each year on our anniversary, and remember all this. I never knew I could ever feel so much for one person, and now that we are here, married, joined in this magical, remarkable way... Loki..." At a loss for words, Natasha leans up and places her lips against his in a deep, lingering kiss. One that tries to impart all that she's feeling right now. Breaking for air, her fingers undo the rest of his buttons. "You are the most gorgeous man in the cosmos. I don't know how I got so lucky. I am looking forward to celebrating this every way you wish."
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Somehow he knows that she feels the same about him. They feel in sync in more than just physical ways now. It’s almost as if they are an extension of each other, mind, body and spirit. There have been times in his life where the idea of being this close to someone would have frightened him, but with Natasha it feels like the most natural thing in all the multiverse. He’s often been skeptical about the idea that certain things were meant to happen, especially after he learned about how the TVA was originally run, but meeting Natasha again and having this new life with her has changed his feelings on the subject because he now cannot imagine his life without her.
He hums softly at the feel of her fingers against his skin. In return he lightly runs his hand down her arm. Even the simplest of touches with her feel like they are burning into his skin in the most delightful way. It’s something he can’t ever imagine tiring of. As she gazes at him, he returns the look, showing her just how he feels with expression alone. His hand moves from her arm to cup her cheek as she leans in for a kiss, which he returns with passion. “It is I who have gotten lucky, in more ways than one, it would seem. Not everyone gets to meet their perfect match.” He pulls her into another heated kiss, but breaks it almost too soon. “Tell me what you need, my love. I will give you everything.”
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Natasha sighed as she spoke. The words came to her easily, like she didn't even think, but said from her heart, and every word created there came from the connection they shared. It was strange and difficult to comprehend, but so was who they were now that they'd completed their ceremony. Natasha couldn't even imagine what it would be like when their magical brands bonded them.
Pushing aside the fabric of his beautiful shirt, Natasha let her mouth roam over Loki's chest, lips, and tongue, exploring with precision and enjoyment. "I need you to be wearing fewer clothes. I want to taste so much more of you. Then I want to share our bonds, our marks, and make love to you afterward. How do you feel about that?"
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There was truly nothing now that could ever tear them apart. No force or entity large or strong enough in all of creation could ever come between them. Together, there was no match for them. Their love knew no bounds and nothing like it has ever existed before. The brands would only seal that fact, making physical what already now exists metaphysically.
”I think that there is nothing more I could ever imagine wanting.” He smiles and begins to slowly remove his clothing, revealing himself to her one article of clothing at a time. He could, of course, simply remove them with magic, but this is special and he does not want things to feel rushed. Besides, he rather enjoys revealing himself to her. “You, my Queen, may have anything and everything. I am yours for the taking, just as you are mine.”
When he’s fully undressed, he lays down and spreads out, offering himself up to her.