Not that long ago, in fact it was only earlier that very evening, as Loki had come across the chat and decided to attempt apologies to some of his former foes, that he had thought that none of them would believe the reason for his change of attitude. He doesn’t blame any of them for that, he knows what he did and how beyond wrong it was. What he did is not something that most could forgive him for. Which is why all of this is so wonderful. Of all those he contacted, she is the one he’d been most concerned about because she is the one he’d always liked the most, even through his haze of villainy.
Now, to have her here, like this, accepting him in more ways than one, it is more than he ever could have hoped for and he is eternally grateful. As such, he not only wants to tell her everything of what has happened to him more recently, but he is excited to do so. For once knowing that she will not only believe him, but he thinks she’ll enjoy what she learns as well. Almost as if she is perfectly suited to be by his side, an equal queen to his king. Something he never thought he deserved or even wanted. Turns out, all it comes down to is finding the right partner.
“Mind? Not at all. I actually prefer them myself. I just know that showers tend to be more popular in your world.” Or he had assumed so. He’s quite happy to be wrong about this though. It would be much nicer to spend a long, luxurious bath with her. He sighs as she moves off of him, the only comfort knowing that they truly belong to each other now and it will not be long until they are pressed together once more.
“I do so love how your mind works. But I would be careful what you wish for. I should mention I am quite capable of going quite often and you are quite the lure.” As he speaks, his eyes travel over her body already considering what else he would like to do to her. Still, he manages to answer her question with a rather casual tone. “I am quite partial to Earl Grey so far as Midgardian teas go, but pretty much anything will do if brewed correctly.”
Every time he looks at her like that, with a knowing look of things beyond the realm-- understanding that he's thinking of her and yet more, something beyond what she knows, just out of reach. If only she knew that he'd been thinking of how perfect a queen she'd be to his King, she might have rolled her eyes and told him that he was slightly crazy for thinking so, but then again-- they were already doing the impossible. In the span of one shared night, they'd fallen in love so deeply that Natasha had stopped doubting herself and let Loki in so deep that she trusted him utterly and completely.
Never in her life would she have thought that she'd ever share that with another human being, beyond perhaps Clint. Although, this went beyond even that relationship. This was new and the depth was beyond anything she'd known before. It was unfounded, and yet Natasha would give her world for his. She knew that there was no world where she wouldn't lay down her life for his as well. He was truly hers as she was his. They'd made a vow, and it was stronger than any formal ceremony that could bind them anywhere else.
With a contented sigh, she nodded. "Most people prefer showers, and there are times when I'm in a rush that they work great. However, if there is time, like now a bath is far better, and to lay there with you while we talk and soak is the way I'd love to spend my evening." She moves to the bathroom, knowing that he's watching her as she does. She takes her time pulling out various bottles to add to the water once she starts it. They are a mixed bag of spices and oils to help with relaxation, restoration, and other things that concoct the most fragrant scent. She leaves the tub to fill as she moves toward the kitchen.
"I'm quite adept at going often and you are a rather strong lure yourself, my love. Trust me. It will take a lot for me to keep my hands to myself. I know they will wander and explore. I want to know every inch of your body." There are a lot of things that she's up for. He will find her very versatile in her interests and kinks. She steeps the Earl Gray in a cup of boiling water, bringing it back with a glass of wine for herself. "Here love. This still has a few minutes on it, but it should be good to go shortly."
Walking back to the bath, she shuts off the water and climbs in, her glass set upon the sill that's shaped along side the tub. It's covered in candles and little tealights, making it obvious that she use the big lighting in here often while she bathes, but rather mood lighting when she settles for any type of lengthy bath. "Behind me or across from me?" She inquires, as she waits for him.
Well, it would hardly be the first time he’d been called crazy. In fact, the first time they met, he’s pretty sure he had been exactly that. Right now though, he feels like his mind has never been clearer. When he’d ascended to take over the job of the loom, things had started to clear, his purpose laid out before him, but it had still felt like there was something missing. He had thought it might be good to go back and try to make amends. As it turned out, that was only part of what he needed.
As it turns out, Natasha was the missing piece of the puzzle. It’s making him feel complete in a totally surprising way. There isn’t much that can take him by surprise anymore, but this certainly did. In the best possible way.
He’d never felt so strongly for someone before in his life. He’s still uncertain how this all came to be, but he wonders if this is some sort of reward for finally accomplishing his true purpose in finally finding the one person he matched with best. It is the only explanation he can think of as to how and why this all happened so quickly and at a time when he worried he was doomed to be alone. Loki never could’ve hoped for anything more. She truly is his Queen and he will treat as such for as long as she wishes.
“I could not agree more, my dear. When one has the time, there is nothing better than a good soak. I’m afraid I have not had as much time for them recently as I tend to like, but they truly are the best way to relax.” Truly, he could think of nothing he would like more in the moment than having a long and luxurious soak with his favourite person in all the multiverse.
He watches as she begins to prepare the back, standing back casually as she mixes all the spices and oils, appreciating the smell that already begins to build in the air before following her out to the kitchen. He smirks at her response, already feeling his interest return, though he will not give in just yet. “For you, love, I am an open book. You may touch at will.” Though it could be construed as slightly teasing, he means it wholeheartedly. He wants her to know him in all ways and tonight very much did seem like a more physical theme.
When she hands him the tea, he smells deeply, his eyes closing briefly at the fragrant scent. It was truly one of his favourite things and so he nods his appreciation to her before they head back to the bathroom. “As much as I enjoy your beautiful face, I am afraid I’m feeling rather needy and would like you pressed against my chest. It will also facilitate our ability to learn by touch.” He smiles slyly at her, though he knows she’ll be able to see right through that to the truth of the matter, he really does need her close right now.
There is the same wonder in Natasha's mind about what she's done that's given her the one person in all the world who not only understands her, but accepts her completely and makes her feel completely comfortable with herself in a way she never thought she'd ever feel. The burden of her guilt is far less than it's ever been. Sharing it with another person has taken so much of it away. There's something so powerful about this type of love. It's something that only poets seem to know about.
When Loki finally does step into the bath with her, Natasha turns to him before sitting and slides her arms about his waist, glancing up at his face. It is divinely handsome, nothing brings her more joy than being here in this moment and in that she knows that she is truly in love as strange as it sounds to her mind. "There's so much that you've done for me already. I don't know how in the world I've become so lucky. This seems like such an impossibility, but I want our lives to always be like this. I know we'll face hardships, but I wanted to tell you now, that I am here for you through everything." She held him as if he would disappear any second, pressing her head to his heart, the beat steadying ever fear she ever had.
Loving this deeply also means, that one can lose deeply. It's a giant wave that crashes into reality. Taking a deep breath, Natasha lays her lips over his beating heart and moves to bring them both down into the water of the bath. It's warm and seductive as it surrounds their bodies, so easy to slide into and let it wrap around her. She lays back against Loki, and wiggles in close between his legs. "This body is yours, and you will always have it to touch, love, and be a part of in any way you chose. I am open to anything you want."
Poets and now the two of them. It’s almost overwhelming, this feeling. In all his long life, he’s never felt anything like this before. All at once he wants to hold her and protect her forever. Loki is well aware that Natasha can take care of herself, but that doesn’t make the feeling abate. He’s all too aware of how mortal she is and sooner rather than later he is going to have to figure out how to handle that as well. She, of course, is more than welcome to step outside of time with him and he has ever plan to do that very soon, but even that has its worries and he no longer can imagine his life without her next to him.
As she turns to hold him and look up at him, he looks down, meeting her gaze as he brings up a hand to cup her cheek. A soft smile lightens his features as he takes in her beauty and the intelligence he can see lighting her eyes. “And I am here for you until the end of time itself and beyond. I know I know I have not always been trustworthy, but you can believe in me now and forever. I would not let you down, ever.”
All of this is as startling for him as it is for her. Just another way that they are similar is how this is a wholly new experience for them both. He might not know what he’s doing, but he feels certain that with her by his side, they can accomplish anything.
As they sit, Natasha pressing back against him, he wraps his arms around her middle and holds her closely as he places a kiss to the side of her neck. “I will cherish you for an eternity, body, mind and soul. You deserve nothing less.” He continues to kiss along her neck, tasting her gently as his hands run lightly over her stomach and thighs. “In return, I give you all of myself. I am also yours to do with as you please. I would give you anything and everything you could ever hope for.”
The fact that she can do it all, makes it no less nice that there is a man who cherishes her enough to want to wrap their arms around her and protect and keep her from all harm. They will make a formidible team together when paired up, each watching out for the other and working to fiercely protect what is important to them along with that which they love unconditionally.
If stepping out of time with him is what it will take to never leave his side, then when the time comes that is what she will do. She is certain that her time will come sooner rather than later with the life she lives and those that love her the most will understand that finding the singular person who completes her is no small thing and if she must leave what she knows and be with him, that she would do so-- this will be something to talk through in the future, but she will be happy to do it. As she will ask that they eventually bind their lives together in a ceremony of sorts, a handfasting, something that ties them more formally together so that all throughout time they will always be bound, no matter where they end up.
"I trust you with my life and so much more, my loki, my beloved. There's no mistrust here. That has vanished. If there's a single thing you wish to know about me, all you have to do is ask and it will be yours if you haven't seen it already." Her heart fills to overflowing and there is barely room for breathing, or anything beyond that because this love is so strong that it hurts beautifully. "I never knew love hurt like this, in an all consuming I will do whatever it takes to make sure I never let this person go type of way. It's insanity."
She sighs and opens her legs for him to explore. Heat pools in her stomach at his simple touch. It's difficult to know that its his hands touching her and not be turned on by it, even if they just finished making love. "I make the same promises to you, my love. Body, mind, soul, all that's in me, my blood, my spirit. It is all for you. You have every piece of me. Take me in any way you want. I will go where you go, and will be with you always, Loki. " Natasha's own hands run down along his thighs, and back up. She leans back and tips her head to get at the underside of his jaw with her lips and curls an arm around his neck as she does.
It might be a surprise to some, but prior to his issues beginning with Thor’s coronation, Loki had taken many lovers of all genders. Not one of them made him feel the way Natasha does right now. Before her, sex was nothing but a bit of fun and he hadn’t been aware that there was a possibility of anything deeper. He feels a bit of a fool now that he sees so much more clearly. It has taken her to show him this whole new possibility, and fill his soul in a way he didn’t think possible. Not all that long ago he was certain he was doomed to spend eternity alone, ripped away from his found family and friends.
But the Norns had seen fit to give him something for his sacrifice and that is the most perfect Queen to his King. Now that he has the ability to leave his throne when needed, he wants to show her off to his new family, show her around the TVA, let her know everything, not just through story, but through showing her what he has accomplished with the help of his closest friends. He knows Mobius will be thrilled for them and he suspects Natasha and B-15 will be fast friends. More than that, he knows that Natasha’s quick mind will only help them keep everything running smoothly, avoiding any possibility of a multiversal war.
“I do not deserve you, but I will cherish this gift you have given me. For that is exactly what you are, a gift. Someone I know with all my soul that can accompany me to my throne where no one else can.” He might be able to spend much of his time away from it when needed, but he will need to keep an attentive eye on all the timelines. He doesn’t know how he knows this, he just does with a deep and unwavering certainty. She is truly his Queen. “It is strange and overwhelming, but I assure you this is how everything is meant to be. Nothing this good, blessed by the Norns, could be insanity. It is the will of all that keeps life going that you and I should keep everyone, everything and every-when safe.”
As she opens her legs, he cannot deny himself. He wants to give her all the pleasure and joy in the world in every way he can. His hand slips between her legs in the water, deft fingers easily finding her clit and rubbing slowly, languidly as she begins to kiss at his jaw. “You make me insatiable. I want to show you all the pleasures in the world and beyond.” He tilts his head, giving her more access as he continues to play lightly with her clit. She will also notice his cock returning to life and pressing at her ass a bit insistently.
He really wasn’t lying when he said he’s insatiable.
It wouldn't surprise her to know that Loki took pleasure in all genders. In fact, one of her larger concerns is that she will be taking one gender away from him. Although, she has no troubles in allowing him to use her body in all ways, along with using any toys and things he might see as enjoyable to please him accordingly. It only saddens her that she herself doesn't own the equipment to satisfy him in the flesh, for he is absolutely divine in how he fills every crevice in her own life.
It was the same with her-- sex was a thing to be used, not to gain a closer or deeper relationship with someone loved and cherished. Not until this very moment. Then again, how could either of them know that they'd find this. It's still overwhelming in some ways. Shocking in others, but all of them good. Laying there in the bath, Natasha runs her fingers over his neck and holds them there, curious about a good many things, but doesn't say much Instead she listens to him speak about his throne and how she might visit there along with him. It is a deep relief that they will be together in truth, and not in spirit.
"I trust you in a way I have never trusted another person, and if you say it is, then it will be so, my dearest beloved. I will go with you. I only ask that before we go and spend our time overseeing the world that we be joined in ceremony here. It may sound silly, when we know what we do already, but I feel like it is an important step of the my mortal life, and if i'm going to give it up, I'd like to do at least that little bit with you, and mark ourselves as mates for life somehow if that makes any sense. You mean everything to me, Loki and I want all of you forever impressed on me."
With her legs opening, she gasps at the intrusion, but hardly in a way that shows displeasure. "Loki. oh, my Loki. I wish I could..." but then she feels the way he begins to grow behind her and press against her she moves against him and wets her lips. Turning her head, she nods at the oil that is sitting on the edge of the tub. "Oh, yes. Mmn, please. Oil's right there that will work as a lubricant."
She's quite insatiable herself, and will have no trouble keeping up with him.
In no way does he think of any of this as a loss, though he will likely take her up on any offer she may have. He knows they will have all sorts of fun together, but in no way does he think he’s missing anything by having her this way. What they have is so much more than sex, though he’s sure that sex is one way they express themselves with each other. He will take her in every way imaginable, give her all the pleasure, and hope she knows she is free to do the same with him.
He can’t help but read her face as he tells her a bit about what she might expect. Of course, once they have exhausted themselves with the full use of their bodies, and slept some, he will give her all the details. For now he is just happy to see that there is no regret lurking in her features. This is truly something that is meant to be and he has never been more sure of anything. His heart feels full as he knows he finally has his true partner for life.
“If you are asking to marry me, then the answer is of course, yes, my dearest. I will gladly declare my undying love and devotion to all who may hear it and for the gods to know you are mine and I am yours. Any kind of ceremony you wish, consider it yours.” Never in his life did he think he would find someone who wanted to display such feelings for him, but this is just to right, too perfect and Loki has never been more certain about anything before in his life.
The way she moves against him is almost too much to bear. He wants to be inside her again. He wants to claim every inch of her body, marking her forever as his much as they will mark each other later in ceremony. “Anything for you my love,” he whispers into her neck. There’s a beat and then the bottle of oil is in his free hand, his other continuing to work between her legs. His cock is fully hard already and sliding easily between her cheeks as they rock together. “I wish to have you in all ways, and you to have me in return, but I do not want to assume. Do you want this truly? And has someone taken you this way before?”
The last thing he’s going to do now is mess this up by assuming things and hurting her.
It is something she is bound to talk about with him one day, as she moves through her own insecurities about things, perhaps even as they talk after wearing themselves out tonight. It's clear they won't be actually sleeping for some time, which is fine because Natasha is used to staying awake hours untold. She is excited for their lives together and the places they will explore and things they will do together. As long as she has him by her side, she is certain the world will bring new wonders daily.
No, there will never be an ounce of regret. She is utterly, completely in love and most certain of her decision to spend every waking and sleeping moment of their lives together however it may be. She laughs a little and her cheeks flush as he hits the nail on the head. "Yes, I believe that is what I was leading to. It doesn't have to be a traditional marriage. I am open to handfasting, or whatever you would like as well. I want something that ties us together here, and I want the world to know that you are mine and that I am yours and if you don't mind, I would also like a private marking ceremony. I will bear yours, and you can bear mine. We can always decide what those marks will be later.
It's hard to talk or even think any further about weddings or ceremonies as he grows so hard behind her. With his hand still moving along her clit, she can barely give him words. He's so damn good with his fingers. Experience speaks wonders. "I am certain, but I haven't allowed anyone else to take me that way, because I have only wanted one person to be able to. I wanted to save that for someone worth it. So, go slow, but know I am sensitive to being touched there. I have done my own experiments, and know that there is pleasure for me there."
As much as he is currently clearly unable to resist her body, he's also almost desperate to know her mind. The future that now lays ahead of them is bright and he looks forward to hearing everything she wishes to tell him as much as he's looking forward to letting her know him in the same way. Gone are the days of doubt and confusion. With her he has nothing but love and trust and he wants to give her all of himself. For once, he's excited for the future.
"I have always enjoyed handfasting. Something about physically showing us as entwined is truly a beautiful idea." He smiles at and presses a kiss to her temple. "All of this sounds wonderful, darling. Do you have a particular style of marking that you prefer? I know tattoos and branding are common, but I am open to discussion, of course." He pauses then, looking a bit serious. "I do not want anything too big, but I am sure there are some people we might both want to be there for this." Loki can't imagine not showing off his bride to Mobius, B-15, Obi and Casey. He would like Thor and Sylvie there as well, but he's not yet sure how to explain yet another non-death to Thor and who knows if he can find Sylvie. He wants to try though.
Full planning can wait though. He's far too distracted by her lithe and wet body pressing against him in the water. He shivers at her admission knowing this sort of act takes a great amount of trust, especially the first time. "Do not worry my love, I will make this the best experience you can imagine." That doesn't necessarily mean he'll be overly gentle, he knows how tough she is, but he won't hurt her either.
He kisses the back of her neck again before whispering into her ear. "On your knees in front of me, facing away. I want to see all of you."
Now that they've begun discussions of what will be something like their wedding, or will be their wedding. Natasha finds that this is even more real that she could ever imagine. All those years the red room spent stripping away any thoughts that she might ever have a normal real life as a woman, she held onto a few thing in her late night dreams and one was finding a man she could trust and love and the other was marrying him, a true wedding of any sort. They were fantasies and nothing more for the darkest of Russia's widows. She was the best at her job and they would never let her escape.
Now in one glorious night she's somehow found both, and the grief and guilt of all that she's done still remains, but he judges her not for a single remarkable moment of any of it. It's a miracle, and if she could bow at his feet and kiss them.. a part of her wishes it. She knows his past is far more complicated than her own, but it tugs at her. They are going to be partners for life in all of this. Kismet. Soulmates. Meant to be.
Sliding through the water to lean over the other end of the tub, Nat drapes herself over it and rises up on her knees, offering a better view of the majority of her body. It might have been easier to move to the bed, but the way the water moved about the tips of her breasts and hit her right below her pussy was rather mesmerizing. It sloshed, tempted and teased before they even touched, her thoughts burned a coil of heat in her stomach already as she moved back and forth, waiting.
Biting at her lip, she looked at the body of the man who was to be her husband, this god of ice and fire who was the very love of her life. He was marbled perfection in every way, absolutely a dream in form, and marvelous in every sense of the word. She inhaled deeply as she thought about people standing in at their wedding knowing that she was marrying this magnificent person.
She could invite people who would never understand, but it didn't matter. She looked forward to their private ceremony the most. "Handfasting it will be. I think I know exactly how I want it to be then, and I didn't know much your healing powers and what marks might last, but I was thinking of scarification, if you wanted. I don't know how much of an artist you are. It's similar to branding in a way. There's cutting instead of burning. I don't mind small, my love. Whatever you wish to have, you decide and i will carve it on you, if that's what you wish."
The thought turned her on. It might say something about her, but she arched her back for him, and flipped her damp hair about slapping it against skin, eyes gone dark as she spoke of it. Letting him know that she believed it would be beyond spiritual when they decided to do it.
The only real concern Loki has about this is that Natasha might lose people he assumes she’s quite close with. He’s aware of her friendship with Clint and what he might think of all of this considering their past. It’s not like he’s about to back down from what he’s found with her, but he also doesn’t want her to think she has to give up on her found family with the Avengers because of him. If anything, he hopes they get to see the real him the way she has, but he thinks it might be a long road ahead of them in that matter.
In the end though, it won’t matter. He will not want her to give up her friends and family, but nor is he willing to give her up himself. If they do not understand, he’ll be fine to not visit with her when she wishes to see them, as long as they know she will be returning to him of her own will. There is no trickery here, no coercion, he just loves her and wants her by his side for all eternity. He’d be heartbroken if she did not want the same, but he would never dream of forcing her to stay if she did not want it. Hopefully the others will see that.
As she moves to lean forward in the tub, showing him everything, he takes in every detail of her body. She is absolutely stunning and all for him. Their pasts don’t matter, not anymore. They belong to each other and no one else. Loki simply can’t imagine wanting anyone else ever again. This is partly why he so easily agreed to marriage. Such a union was not something he ever thought he would agree to, but with Natasha it is simple and easy to agree to because there simply is no one else he’ll ever want ever again.
Loki shifts to kneel behind her, sliding his hand slowly down her back and over her ass, loving the way her soft, wet skin feels under his touch. “Yes, I think scarification will work, though it might take a number of sessions for me unless we add burning to it. My natural physique is less inclined to heal that sort of wound and I wish your mark to stay on me for the rest of my days.” Just the idea of having such a mark causes his breath to catch. Even more than the handfasting, that is what will really drive all of this home for him, what makes him believe that Natasha is truly his, for now and forever. Having her to be the one to do it only makes that feeling more intense.
It seems like everything they do together is beyond spiritual. The way they come together physically, mentally and emotionally all show him new peaks he never thought existed. After everything he’s seen and done, she is still opening up the world to him.
“The same goes for you, my darling. I will mark you as mine in any way you wish so that everyone knows that we belong to each other. Body, mind and spirit.”
There had never been a choice like this before, and while it might seem to Loki like it might be difficult for Natasha, she has lived through so much. A full life more than some who life four times as long as she does. She's able to tell the tales of pain and love, and what more does a woman need. Now she's at long last been given something her heart could never hope to grasp in the past. Giving up acquaintances and a few friends, and one true friend is something that she will find heartache in, but that Loki will be able to soften the blow of.
He is her destiny, and she knew it the moment they came together as one. It's hard to describe anything that has happened to them here in this space. It's still as if someone has pulled them out of time, and made this a temporal bubble of discovery and richness, a place for them to find exactly what they've been waiting for all their lives. There is no person she will ever want again in her life, and having the joy of being able to see her friends across their lives is a great gift. Taking hands with Loki and living with him as his queen will be an enormous and glorious gift made for her. She knows it now. No stars could align any more perfect to make it so.
Watching Loki as he looks over at her, she feels the same. How could she not. There's perfection in every part of him. She sees what others may not. There's the frost giant that casts a pallor over his skin, and sets his jaw, there's the light in his eyes that come from spending so many years under the tutelage of Frigga. He may have had so much pain there, but his mother was light and magic and loved him dearly, as he did her. There's even the blessed strength imparted by the Allfather, Odin himself. No matter how much hatred Loki had for him at times, they did end up together in the end. If she was not the one meant for him-- then she would not have been granted this sight. No, she would not be able to see him as he truly is, not all the beauty in every light.
"There are two methods of burning scarification, love. One is electrical, done with a spark of electricity, and the other is straight heat. We still might have to do it several times for both of us, to see how we heal, but it is something I do want so much. I want to mark and be marked. I want time to know that we belong to one another, no only in this world, but in every world."
"Now touch me before I go insane for want of you, and your hands and body next to mine. I will come back there and place myself on you."
At any other time, in any other place, Loki might have found this odd. It’s very rare that Loki connects with anyone so quickly and easily as he has with Natasha this night. Loki is aware that he can be charming, he never really had trouble attracting attention when he wanted to, but this, what is happening between him and Natasha is like nothing he’s ever experienced before. It makes him feel fulfilled like he never knew possible.
That she would give up everyone she knows and loves, it is overwhelming and wonderful and completely unnecessary, but he appreciates her loyalty and devotion. He appreciates everything about her. It is something that he thinks maybe he knew down deep inside when they first met in the height of his madness, that she was meant to be his. They only needed to wait until the right time, when they were both in the right place to come together properly. And now is that time.
He feels it as she does, that the moment they were intimate everything changed. It is the only explanation for how this all came to be so quickly. They fit together perfectly in every way that matters and he wonders if it’s as obvious as it feels. He thinks maybe the scarification is only for them, that anyone who sees them together will simply know that they are inextricably linked for all eternity. No one would ever be able to come between them.
There was a time that anyone being able to know him and read him so easily would terrify him, but even without her saying anything, he can see that she sees him right down to his soul. Loki is certain he knows her with the same detail. He knows she also had a family that she was not born into, but a family none-the-less. Parents that gave her strength and a sister she loves dearly, even if everything had not been as it seemed. Even if her false parents had done things that no parent should do, they had given her what she needed to survive, had prepared her for her fate in life and that is something that Loki is eternally grateful for.
Even if he would destroy the Red Room himself for hurting his Queen, despite it already coming to destruction. That feeling fizzles out quickly though because he knows that Natasha got her just desserts. They have more important things to worry about now, and though he understands they were a necessary part of her history in order for them to be brought together. He still detests anything that hurt her.
He turns his mind away from such knowledge though and focuses on the present, on everything he’s gained and how much brighter the future is now. “I think I would prefer straight heat. I love my brother very much, but I do not wish any of this to have even the remotest connection to him.” There is amusement in his tone when he speaks, but his words are true enough.
“Patience, my love. I will give you all the pleasure you desire.” With that, one slick finger began to play at the tight pucker of skin as he began to press inside, intent on preparing her properly and possibly teasing her slightly. He wants her to go mad from want as he spreads her open before he finally takes the gift she is giving him.
If they were to rewind time, Natasha can think across it to that moment where their history started and perhaps even come to the conclusion that he saw her, and let her know in that moment what it was he was planning. She knows that he was abused then as he abused others. He was made so mad because he'd been the first victim of abuse. Dare she believe that he had been a victim of the mindstone himself. Yes, he was there because of his own twisted desires, and defiant need to somehow erase all that had gone on previously. He needed his brother to be brought down peg after peg-- but destroying the whole of midgard sounds far more like the needs of another person wholly.
One who they didn't meet that verse around. It's hard to know why time allows all things to happen along the pathways that it does, but it eventually seemed poised to honor two that will otherwise be victims in other pathways of their lives. They will both create divergent timelines, but it's Loki who sees over it all-- so he already knows that. He knows where Natasha's full life ends anyways, and knows what exactly she has left to give up here. He knows what little more she has left, more than living a life that lasts a painful blip and a sacrifice. She will see it when she is his Queen, and to know that she plays a part in the final battle will bring even more strength to the life she will live with him. It will settle her even more firmly into this life, and her role as his love, Queen and partner.
She was meant to be here, they both were. They were made for one another, and taken to this distinct point in life to come together. "Heat it is, and I can't wait. I can't wait to spend hours talking and loving. I want to do everything with you, for always. I can't wait to choose what it is we get branded onto our skin. I do not mind what size mine is, so long that it belongs to you."
With that she finally gets that which she desires most right now, and that is his full attention back on her body. Leaning back against his him, she can feel the tightness of her muscles resist the intrusion of his finger, but with a little reminder to relax she knows it's fine that its there. She's played with toys and knows the feeling. "More Loki, I want more of you. Touch me, feel me... " She turns around and presses against him even more, forcing him to take his finger all the way. She's already half mad from desire for this man that she loves with a consuming passion she could only ever imagine before.
It isn’t something that Loki thinks much on, at least not anymore, but she is right about that. He believes now that there is no real excuse for what he did, but he also knows that there were certain things set in motion that caused those events. Things he could not have changed even if he had wanted to. No, he knows now that any time he might have tried to do anything differently, that version of himself would’ve just ended up being set before a TVA judge and sentenced to the Void. In essence, it doesn’t matter that Loki felt hurt, that he felt justified in his actions. Even that he likely was influenced by the mind stone, it all means nothing because Kang would not have let things go any other way.
And now that he’s gone and Loki is in control, it never will again. There are millions of versions of himself making all sorts of new and interesting decisions, creating all sorts of different outcomes and that is what makes everything all worth it. And perhaps it is why the Norns have seen fit to finally bring him and Natasha together.
Even Loki does not know all the ways that time works, even as he helps to keep all possible timelines alive and thriving. He might be able to see them all and help them grow and stay healthy, but he has no control over what everyone in those timelines does. When he decided to message this Natasha to apologize, he had not know for sure how she would react. He had known that she was from a close approximation of the timeline he’d originally come from and therefore knew that they had some of the same experiences, but that was it. It had always been possible that she turned him down. He is forever grateful that she did not.
Fate, it seems, did work out for the best sometimes. “We shall have an eternity to do all those things. I cannot wait to wear your mark. I shall wear it proudly for all to see for all time. If there is one thing that no one can take from me, it is my love for you.” Loki is typically a rather chaotic being, but what many don’t know is that he can be quite loyal too. He’s sure Thor might second guess that, but that is only because his brother did not always see the purpose behind Loki’s mischief. He does not think the same is true with Natasha.
A grin spreads across his face at her impatience as he slowly works one slick finger into her, though he does gasp in surprise as she forces herself back taking the entirety of his finger. She is a most wonderful lover and he plans to give her everything she desires. “You will have all of me, my love. I will fill you so deeply you will forget everything except how my body feels within you.” He wants to do that now, but even as she relaxes around his finger and he begins to work a second inside her, he knows it is not enough yet for her to take his cock without more pain than he is willing to risk.
Instead, he smooths a hand over her hip and holds her still as he forces a second finger in along side the first and slowly begins to scissor them. “Patience, my darling. I wish for you to feel everything I do to you. Savour it and enjoy how much our bodies are in tune.”
Right now, Natasha knows so little about Loki or about what's happened to him. All of this is merely conjecture and she truly can't wait to hear his tales about where he's been and what's gone on. The title of Queen is still a glimmer in her eye, with no true understanding as to what it means, or how he wears the title of king. It will be such a surprise for her to learn of the life he's been leading and how it all came about. The battles that he has fought, and the near misses will have her ever thankful that they have managed to be here at all.
For she is, she is more than grateful to feel his fingers as they press across her skin, some of them soothing over her back and hip while he places a finger inside her in a place where no other male has done before. One day they will talk about all his forms, and she will tell him how much she loves every part of him, and will be with him in any form he takes. There is no part of him that she does not love, no single sight of him that she can not bring herself to adore with her entire being. It almost startles her to realize how much control she's happy to give away, especially trusting him to enter her this way, but she wants it.
Exactly the same way she desires his mark. There's this part of her that she held on so tightly to, that she bled and fought to hold onto that she realizes was never truly hers. It was always there for the right person. "No one will ever have this either. My body is yours, as is my love and my mark. I am all yours, you've already taken a part of me that no other person has even seen, my love and I never thought i'd be willing to give-- " She pauses when his second finger presses in and moans, closing her eyes to breathe through the new stretch.
"Fuck, your fingers feel so amazing. I don't know what it is, but there's a whole different type of a pleasure. i feel like it's up against another part of me, the back wall, and it's deep. Fuck you are going to go so deep, I can tell you will. I want you to fill me, and i want you to feel how tight I'll be for you." She stays still even if she wants to roll her hips and ride that second finger like she did the first. Fucking him comes so natural, no matter where his cock, or fingers may be. She reaches back as he is fingering her and begins to play with her clit. This causes her to whine, as he fills her, tossing her head back and letting her damp tendrils fly.
Soon, once they have exhausted their need for each other’s bodies, he will tell her everything. No detail will be left out, even ones he does not like to remember. He will tell her everything, from when he found out his true heritage right through to how he came to be King, the God of Stories, the keeper of all timelines. He wants her to know him in away no one else does, just as he is learning about her in the same way.
As his fingers breach her, slowly opening her and preparing her to be truly filled, his free hand roams over her soft skin. It is as if they can speak to each other through touch and perhaps they can. Perhaps this is why they have connected so deeply so quickly. They do not need words, they simply need to be in each other’s presence to know how the other thinks and feels. The will still use words, of course, for more of the details. But the true understanding comes from simply being with each other.
It also explains why the sex has been so intense and why the idea of wearing her mark brings such an intense desire to him. He feels a need to be as close to her as possible at all times and he thinks that the mark will aid in that. Otherwise he might end up needing to do inappropriate things with her in the company of others. “In turn I have given you something no one else has ever truly had of myself. My body will always be yours for the taking, in all its forms. I want you to explore all of me, whether when I am female or when I am in my Jotun form, but more than all of that, I give you my heart and my mind. Fully and completely.”
A smile crosses his face, eyes dark with lust as he continues to work her open. It’s not just her words that let him know how much she is enjoying this, but how her body reacts as well. “You will not know true deepness until I am fully buried within you. I will show you just what it truly means to be filled. This will be an experience I hope you never forget.”
Slowly, he pulls his fingers from her, unable to wait any longer. “Lean back on me, it is time. But go slowly. I wish for us both to savour this.”
It's true, she will start at the beginning and go through all her stories with him, right through to the endings she doesn't even know about yet. They will live their lives together when they are through being sated in ways never before thought possible. Only he even knows how to touch her outside and inside like this. It astounds her. Sure, others have touched her body, ran their hands over her skin--but she's never felt it so deeply before. It's like his hands were made for her, and now that she knows it, she feels it on an even more personal level. Every touch and stroke bind them closer together, tying them in stronger knots for whatever journey lies in front of them.
Perhaps that is why his touch feels so purposeful, so wonderful. Maybe it is the words they need done in the strokes of their fingers, the shifts of their bodies. Magic has done wonderful things and if the universe has brought them together -- maybe this is a part of how its felt proper to bind them. Natasha is incredibly responsive to his touch, and as he pushes inside her, she moans and slides back against his fingers. Her hand slowly runs against her clit to up the stakes. It's enough to make her drop her head down to the cold edge of the tub.
Warm water from the edge curls against her neck and the humidity culls her pores. "Loki..." She sighs. Yes, their marks will help, but Natasha knows she will never stop needing him-- even in public, she will crave his body, and find ways for them to sneak around what's proper and right, but they will also learn to live normal lives when needed, of course. "I will want you in all your forms." She knows it's true as well, even though she's never desired another woman, she can't wait to dive into his female form, and have her with as much relish as he's tasted Natasha, or let his Jotun form take control over her however its needed. Natasha loves Loki in every single form there is already. She loves him for who he is, for every part of him. "You too have all of me Loki, I give you my control, for that is the greatest thing I can give any other person. It is my mind, my body, and my soul. It is the core of who I am. I trust you with everything, and I desire you take it and wield it as you will, and trust you to do that, as you walk beside me the same. "
She moaned, as she offered him what amounted to the same as wedding vows. Turning her head, she barely lifted it when he began to slip out of her. His words made her smile deepen, her own eyes darkened with lust -- there was love directly behind it, but she needed this, wanted this. "Fuck me, my love, make love to me, take me and feel my tight muscles, like no one has before you." Leaning back, she lifts her head now and slowly begins to take in the enormity of the cock behind her. The sting of it robs her breath, but also fills her with a deep pleasure that she can't describe. "Fuck. Me." She mutters, biting her lip through till she tastes the sting of copper. "God your huge."
It is like he’s spent his life learning how to play an instrument only to find he’s been given the wrong sheet music until now. It feels as though he’s known her his whole life, his hands dancing across her skin with the skill of knowledge and experience. It’s a deeper feeling, as if he’s more in tune with her than anyone he’s ever known before. They are connected on a much deeper level and he feels awed that this is even happening.
There is definitely magic happening here. Not necessarily the same kind he wields himself, but there is something in the air, something electric between them that he recognizes as fate. The Norns have seen fit to bring them together, and now as they get ready to join physically again, it feels as if it is so much more than what it appears to be. This is not merely a physical bonding, two people coming together in love and lust, but something that will tie them together just as much as the ceremonies they have already planned. They will truly belong to each other once this night is finished and the vows and branding will seal it all, forever keeping them together.
Loki has never felt more excited for the future. He wants to make this the most special, wonderful experience for her, the most memorable, because to him, he has sealed his fate with her now. This is his pledge to her that he belongs to her for all eternity and beyond.
“I will cherish all of you for the rest of time and more. I shall ensure you never regret giving me such a priceless gift. You shall be adored for all time. And in turn, I am equally yours, in all ways known to all living creatures, I am yours.”
He goes as slowly as he can, not wishing to cause her any undue harm, though he remembers well the first time he was in her position and knows the sting well. “Relax further, my love, and I will take you to the depths of pleasure.” He keeps one hand on her hip, steadying her as his other holds his cock at her tight entrance, pushing with just enough force to finally have the head of his cock enter past the tight ring of muscle. He gasps at the tight heat of her, and needs to pause for a moment as her heat grips him so perfectly, he worries he might come right then and there. “Slowly sit, I want to feel every inch of you as I fill you. I want you to feel everything in return as I fill you deeply. I know you can take it and I wish to give you it all.”
Even though Natasha holds no special magical senses of her own, she already knows by how her heart twists and moves that this is beyond normal and that there were outer forces at play. Normally she'd be beyond herself at the thought that someone or thing outside herself had any control over this, but when it turns out that Natasha can't find any fault in what's been offered to her how can she -- this is all that she's secretly hoped for since childhood; it's her heart's song, To turn away would be foolishness of the utmost order, and Natasha is certainly no fool.
All that he promises is open and there's no one thing that she looks forward to than any other, for right now the most pressing part (in more ways than one) is to be present in this very moment with him. Natasha wants to live her entire future out with him, but she also wants to be here with him now, focusing on exactly what they are doing, because despite all else this is the first thing that brought them together, and tied their hearts so closely, and she will always focus on every thing that centers between them and not the far off because here is the truth.
It's difficult to harm someone who delights in measures of pain the way she does. Natasha's never known the true meaning of the word 'sub space' because she's never been a sub, but she's been to that place of perfect peace brought on by a certain amount of pain-- and she would probably relish learning how to enjoy it as well as deliver it with the right person, but only under conditions that didn't resemble those that tortured her before.
This is nothing like that. This is beautiful and bright, and the burn that grounds her to him is wonderful. It reminds her that she belongs to Loki. "I want it all, my love. I want to know that I am yours and the burn of it, only reminds me of that like the pleasure does. You are both sides, the fire, the ice. You bring all the things I like in one. Fuck, it feels like I've never been more alive when you push into me. " She brings herself back like he asks, and gasps at the feel of him. Nothing has felt more large, more intense in her life She has no choice but to move slow as he stretches her open. There's a few times she has to move forward to sit back further.
"Loki..." She moans around his name, saying it as it's meant to be said in the most grand pleasure. "I have never felt like this." Finally she meets his lap and can feel him inside her. Curling her arm around his neck, she slides forward some and breathes deeply as she does, almost not wanting to release him from his deep purchase in her body.
Many believe that there is no magic in their world, or at least that they have no contact with it, but even those who cannot wield it have contact with it. They are simply not connected with it the same way someone like himself is. Natasha is no witch or mage, that is for sure, but magic is still all about her. She was made for him and that alone is quite magical. The Norns always knew what they were doing and that is no different now, with how they’ve brought them together.
Being present in the moment has always been difficult for Loki. He’s spent much of his life looking forward, trying to get what he wanted for the future because of how unhappy he had been in the present. All that had started to change when he’d found purpose with the TVA, and now he feels like he’s become complete by meeting Natasha once more. How they are now, even after only one evening together, is the perfect conclusion to his redemption and has led to him being solely and firmly in the present moment with her. It’s not just the sex, though it is quite wonderful, but it’s more about connecting with each other in every way possible.
If she ever asks, he would gladly submit to her. As this is the first time she’s ever let anyone have her like this, though she is aware of the pleasure to be found with it, Loki feels the same way about submitting to another. It is something he has always desired, but has never found anyone he trusts enough to give into. He’s just as happy being in charge, so it never bothered him much that it is missing from his life, but with her, he thinks maybe they could try all sorts of new things they both had always been curious about.
Natasha’s words burn through him brightly and he shivers in pleasure, his hips pushing up, causing him to push a bit further into her before he intended. Then he manages to relax as she does as he asked, slowly sitting, shifting, moving perfectly and almost delicately as she takes more and more of him in.
“You feel absolutely perfect around me, love.” His words are gasped, breathless as she moves, sitting back further and further. Just as he hoped, he feels every inch of her as she takes more of him inside her. She is so tight and hot and yet it is like he fits perfectly inside her. She truly was made for him.
When she is fully seated, he needs a moment to catch his breath. The feeling of having her like this is completely overwhelming and he buries his face into her neck as his hands slide down her sides and over her stomach. “You are perfect, my love. Nothing has ever felt this good before, nor will again. Only you could take me like this.” He’s harder than he can ever remember being, and he wonders if she can feel his cock twitching inside her. They sit like that for some unknown amount of time, just feeling the extent of the other’s body.
“Whenever you are ready, you may move and I will show you new heights of pleasure.”
It appears that their sexual life will be as magical as their real life. There will be time to talk about all things between them, and nothing will be held back. Natasha is rather open and she enjoys discussing things that have to do with sex and pleasing her partner. If they both wish to sit and collar one another at different times, if they wish to bring anything into this life of theirs -- that is for them to decide as long as they do it and decide on it together. For now Natasha is enjoying all that Loki is bringing her now, and her heart beats for the day when they join together in all finality soon. These are the little things that are hoped and dreamed about. All of it will be done in time.
No matter how deeply he drives himself into her, she finds only pleasure. The depth of it burns like a showering firework, brilliant and colorful as her body accepts every part of Loki that he gives her. She was made to take him in every part of her. He will find that there's nothing that she would not do for him, no where she will not fit. "I love you.." She whispers, gasping at the finality of depth he's reached inside her.
This is a place no other person has been before and she knows that it's because she's waited all her life for Loki. Swallowing deep, she leans back into him, and runs her hands back along his body where she can reach, anxious to always be touching. "You, this was made for you. I was made for you and no man has been inside me like this, because I was waiting for you. I know it now." She slides forward slowly and gasps at the way it feels, moaning softly the further she pulls off of him, almost loathing the feeling of losing his depth.
Like never before in his life, he knows he will confide everything to her. Even the parts of his life he isn’t proud of. He wants to explain to her why he did some things she is aware of and even more that she is not. Beyond everything, the good and the bad, it doesn’t matter, he wants her to know him fully, on a deeper level than anyone has ever known him before. She deserves nothing less. And that alone is nothing short of magical. He’s never felt like this about anyone before, never trusted anyone like this before and telling her everything is just the first step to showing her just how much.
The way she moves against him and over him is surely the greatest thing he’s ever experienced. They fit together so perfectly and he can’t help but push into her deeper and deeper, needing to feel like he’s fully encompassed by her. He’s fully buried now and for a moment all he could do was shudder in pleasure as he wrapped an arm around her middle, holding her close as he bites gently at the back of her neck. “I love you more than you could ever know, my darling.” His words are breathed out over the sensitive skin of her neck.
“Yes, my love. You fit me like a glove. I shall thank the Norns for the rest of time for you. For it it not just physically that this is true, but mentally and emotionally. I do not know what I did to finally have you in my life, but I am forever thankful to have you like this and in all ways.”
The arm around her middle tightens in response to her last words and he uses his strength to lift her just enough that he can thrust back up into her. He’s not particularly gentle, but he knows she can take it. He uses this action to both thrust into her and have gravity do its job and let her fall back onto him, taking her deep and hard and fast. His free hand comes around to play with her clit before slowly slipping a finger inside her pussy, wanting to touch her everywhere at the same time.
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They are terribly underrepresented, I must say.
Date: 2024-02-29 07:11 pm (UTC)Now, to have her here, like this, accepting him in more ways than one, it is more than he ever could have hoped for and he is eternally grateful. As such, he not only wants to tell her everything of what has happened to him more recently, but he is excited to do so. For once knowing that she will not only believe him, but he thinks she’ll enjoy what she learns as well. Almost as if she is perfectly suited to be by his side, an equal queen to his king. Something he never thought he deserved or even wanted. Turns out, all it comes down to is finding the right partner.
“Mind? Not at all. I actually prefer them myself. I just know that showers tend to be more popular in your world.” Or he had assumed so. He’s quite happy to be wrong about this though. It would be much nicer to spend a long, luxurious bath with her. He sighs as she moves off of him, the only comfort knowing that they truly belong to each other now and it will not be long until they are pressed together once more.
“I do so love how your mind works. But I would be careful what you wish for. I should mention I am quite capable of going quite often and you are quite the lure.” As he speaks, his eyes travel over her body already considering what else he would like to do to her. Still, he manages to answer her question with a rather casual tone. “I am quite partial to Earl Grey so far as Midgardian teas go, but pretty much anything will do if brewed correctly.”
I did find lots of pictures out there, that was nice. Sorry for delay. Weekend company. <3
Date: 2024-03-04 03:53 pm (UTC)Never in her life would she have thought that she'd ever share that with another human being, beyond perhaps Clint. Although, this went beyond even that relationship. This was new and the depth was beyond anything she'd known before. It was unfounded, and yet Natasha would give her world for his. She knew that there was no world where she wouldn't lay down her life for his as well. He was truly hers as she was his. They'd made a vow, and it was stronger than any formal ceremony that could bind them anywhere else.
With a contented sigh, she nodded. "Most people prefer showers, and there are times when I'm in a rush that they work great. However, if there is time, like now a bath is far better, and to lay there with you while we talk and soak is the way I'd love to spend my evening." She moves to the bathroom, knowing that he's watching her as she does. She takes her time pulling out various bottles to add to the water once she starts it. They are a mixed bag of spices and oils to help with relaxation, restoration, and other things that concoct the most fragrant scent. She leaves the tub to fill as she moves toward the kitchen.
"I'm quite adept at going often and you are a rather strong lure yourself, my love. Trust me. It will take a lot for me to keep my hands to myself. I know they will wander and explore. I want to know every inch of your body." There are a lot of things that she's up for. He will find her very versatile in her interests and kinks. She steeps the Earl Gray in a cup of boiling water, bringing it back with a glass of wine for herself. "Here love. This still has a few minutes on it, but it should be good to go shortly."
Walking back to the bath, she shuts off the water and climbs in, her glass set upon the sill that's shaped along side the tub. It's covered in candles and little tealights, making it obvious that she use the big lighting in here often while she bathes, but rather mood lighting when she settles for any type of lengthy bath. "Behind me or across from me?" She inquires, as she waits for him.
No worries! My turn to apologize for the delay!
Date: 2024-03-08 03:36 am (UTC)As it turns out, Natasha was the missing piece of the puzzle. It’s making him feel complete in a totally surprising way. There isn’t much that can take him by surprise anymore, but this certainly did. In the best possible way.
He’d never felt so strongly for someone before in his life. He’s still uncertain how this all came to be, but he wonders if this is some sort of reward for finally accomplishing his true purpose in finally finding the one person he matched with best. It is the only explanation he can think of as to how and why this all happened so quickly and at a time when he worried he was doomed to be alone. Loki never could’ve hoped for anything more. She truly is his Queen and he will treat as such for as long as she wishes.
“I could not agree more, my dear. When one has the time, there is nothing better than a good soak. I’m afraid I have not had as much time for them recently as I tend to like, but they truly are the best way to relax.” Truly, he could think of nothing he would like more in the moment than having a long and luxurious soak with his favourite person in all the multiverse.
He watches as she begins to prepare the back, standing back casually as she mixes all the spices and oils, appreciating the smell that already begins to build in the air before following her out to the kitchen. He smirks at her response, already feeling his interest return, though he will not give in just yet. “For you, love, I am an open book. You may touch at will.” Though it could be construed as slightly teasing, he means it wholeheartedly. He wants her to know him in all ways and tonight very much did seem like a more physical theme.
When she hands him the tea, he smells deeply, his eyes closing briefly at the fragrant scent. It was truly one of his favourite things and so he nods his appreciation to her before they head back to the bathroom. “As much as I enjoy your beautiful face, I am afraid I’m feeling rather needy and would like you pressed against my chest. It will also facilitate our ability to learn by touch.” He smiles slyly at her, though he knows she’ll be able to see right through that to the truth of the matter, he really does need her close right now.
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Date: 2024-03-09 02:18 pm (UTC)When Loki finally does step into the bath with her, Natasha turns to him before sitting and slides her arms about his waist, glancing up at his face. It is divinely handsome, nothing brings her more joy than being here in this moment and in that she knows that she is truly in love as strange as it sounds to her mind. "There's so much that you've done for me already. I don't know how in the world I've become so lucky. This seems like such an impossibility, but I want our lives to always be like this. I know we'll face hardships, but I wanted to tell you now, that I am here for you through everything." She held him as if he would disappear any second, pressing her head to his heart, the beat steadying ever fear she ever had.
Loving this deeply also means, that one can lose deeply. It's a giant wave that crashes into reality. Taking a deep breath, Natasha lays her lips over his beating heart and moves to bring them both down into the water of the bath. It's warm and seductive as it surrounds their bodies, so easy to slide into and let it wrap around her. She lays back against Loki, and wiggles in close between his legs. "This body is yours, and you will always have it to touch, love, and be a part of in any way you chose. I am open to anything you want."
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Date: 2024-03-09 11:19 pm (UTC)As she turns to hold him and look up at him, he looks down, meeting her gaze as he brings up a hand to cup her cheek. A soft smile lightens his features as he takes in her beauty and the intelligence he can see lighting her eyes. “And I am here for you until the end of time itself and beyond. I know I know I have not always been trustworthy, but you can believe in me now and forever. I would not let you down, ever.”
All of this is as startling for him as it is for her. Just another way that they are similar is how this is a wholly new experience for them both. He might not know what he’s doing, but he feels certain that with her by his side, they can accomplish anything.
As they sit, Natasha pressing back against him, he wraps his arms around her middle and holds her closely as he places a kiss to the side of her neck. “I will cherish you for an eternity, body, mind and soul. You deserve nothing less.” He continues to kiss along her neck, tasting her gently as his hands run lightly over her stomach and thighs. “In return, I give you all of myself. I am also yours to do with as you please. I would give you anything and everything you could ever hope for.”
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Date: 2024-03-11 07:48 pm (UTC)If stepping out of time with him is what it will take to never leave his side, then when the time comes that is what she will do. She is certain that her time will come sooner rather than later with the life she lives and those that love her the most will understand that finding the singular person who completes her is no small thing and if she must leave what she knows and be with him, that she would do so-- this will be something to talk through in the future, but she will be happy to do it. As she will ask that they eventually bind their lives together in a ceremony of sorts, a handfasting, something that ties them more formally together so that all throughout time they will always be bound, no matter where they end up.
"I trust you with my life and so much more, my loki, my beloved. There's no mistrust here. That has vanished. If there's a single thing you wish to know about me, all you have to do is ask and it will be yours if you haven't seen it already." Her heart fills to overflowing and there is barely room for breathing, or anything beyond that because this love is so strong that it hurts beautifully. "I never knew love hurt like this, in an all consuming I will do whatever it takes to make sure I never let this person go type of way. It's insanity."
She sighs and opens her legs for him to explore. Heat pools in her stomach at his simple touch. It's difficult to know that its his hands touching her and not be turned on by it, even if they just finished making love. "I make the same promises to you, my love. Body, mind, soul, all that's in me, my blood, my spirit. It is all for you. You have every piece of me. Take me in any way you want. I will go where you go, and will be with you always, Loki. " Natasha's own hands run down along his thighs, and back up. She leans back and tips her head to get at the underside of his jaw with her lips and curls an arm around his neck as she does.
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Date: 2024-03-12 11:46 pm (UTC)But the Norns had seen fit to give him something for his sacrifice and that is the most perfect Queen to his King. Now that he has the ability to leave his throne when needed, he wants to show her off to his new family, show her around the TVA, let her know everything, not just through story, but through showing her what he has accomplished with the help of his closest friends. He knows Mobius will be thrilled for them and he suspects Natasha and B-15 will be fast friends. More than that, he knows that Natasha’s quick mind will only help them keep everything running smoothly, avoiding any possibility of a multiversal war.
“I do not deserve you, but I will cherish this gift you have given me. For that is exactly what you are, a gift. Someone I know with all my soul that can accompany me to my throne where no one else can.” He might be able to spend much of his time away from it when needed, but he will need to keep an attentive eye on all the timelines. He doesn’t know how he knows this, he just does with a deep and unwavering certainty. She is truly his Queen. “It is strange and overwhelming, but I assure you this is how everything is meant to be. Nothing this good, blessed by the Norns, could be insanity. It is the will of all that keeps life going that you and I should keep everyone, everything and every-when safe.”
As she opens her legs, he cannot deny himself. He wants to give her all the pleasure and joy in the world in every way he can. His hand slips between her legs in the water, deft fingers easily finding her clit and rubbing slowly, languidly as she begins to kiss at his jaw. “You make me insatiable. I want to show you all the pleasures in the world and beyond.” He tilts his head, giving her more access as he continues to play lightly with her clit. She will also notice his cock returning to life and pressing at her ass a bit insistently.
He really wasn’t lying when he said he’s insatiable.
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Date: 2024-03-14 07:34 pm (UTC)It was the same with her-- sex was a thing to be used, not to gain a closer or deeper relationship with someone loved and cherished. Not until this very moment. Then again, how could either of them know that they'd find this. It's still overwhelming in some ways. Shocking in others, but all of them good. Laying there in the bath, Natasha runs her fingers over his neck and holds them there, curious about a good many things, but doesn't say much Instead she listens to him speak about his throne and how she might visit there along with him. It is a deep relief that they will be together in truth, and not in spirit.
"I trust you in a way I have never trusted another person, and if you say it is, then it will be so, my dearest beloved. I will go with you. I only ask that before we go and spend our time overseeing the world that we be joined in ceremony here. It may sound silly, when we know what we do already, but I feel like it is an important step of the my mortal life, and if i'm going to give it up, I'd like to do at least that little bit with you, and mark ourselves as mates for life somehow if that makes any sense. You mean everything to me, Loki and I want all of you forever impressed on me."
With her legs opening, she gasps at the intrusion, but hardly in a way that shows displeasure. "Loki. oh, my Loki. I wish I could..." but then she feels the way he begins to grow behind her and press against her she moves against him and wets her lips. Turning her head, she nods at the oil that is sitting on the edge of the tub. "Oh, yes. Mmn, please. Oil's right there that will work as a lubricant."
She's quite insatiable herself, and will have no trouble keeping up with him.
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Date: 2024-03-14 11:19 pm (UTC)He can’t help but read her face as he tells her a bit about what she might expect. Of course, once they have exhausted themselves with the full use of their bodies, and slept some, he will give her all the details. For now he is just happy to see that there is no regret lurking in her features. This is truly something that is meant to be and he has never been more sure of anything. His heart feels full as he knows he finally has his true partner for life.
“If you are asking to marry me, then the answer is of course, yes, my dearest. I will gladly declare my undying love and devotion to all who may hear it and for the gods to know you are mine and I am yours. Any kind of ceremony you wish, consider it yours.” Never in his life did he think he would find someone who wanted to display such feelings for him, but this is just to right, too perfect and Loki has never been more certain about anything before in his life.
The way she moves against him is almost too much to bear. He wants to be inside her again. He wants to claim every inch of her body, marking her forever as his much as they will mark each other later in ceremony. “Anything for you my love,” he whispers into her neck. There’s a beat and then the bottle of oil is in his free hand, his other continuing to work between her legs. His cock is fully hard already and sliding easily between her cheeks as they rock together. “I wish to have you in all ways, and you to have me in return, but I do not want to assume. Do you want this truly? And has someone taken you this way before?”
The last thing he’s going to do now is mess this up by assuming things and hurting her.
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Date: 2024-03-15 12:56 am (UTC)No, there will never be an ounce of regret. She is utterly, completely in love and most certain of her decision to spend every waking and sleeping moment of their lives together however it may be. She laughs a little and her cheeks flush as he hits the nail on the head. "Yes, I believe that is what I was leading to. It doesn't have to be a traditional marriage. I am open to handfasting, or whatever you would like as well. I want something that ties us together here, and I want the world to know that you are mine and that I am yours and if you don't mind, I would also like a private marking ceremony. I will bear yours, and you can bear mine. We can always decide what those marks will be later.
It's hard to talk or even think any further about weddings or ceremonies as he grows so hard behind her. With his hand still moving along her clit, she can barely give him words. He's so damn good with his fingers. Experience speaks wonders. "I am certain, but I haven't allowed anyone else to take me that way, because I have only wanted one person to be able to. I wanted to save that for someone worth it. So, go slow, but know I am sensitive to being touched there. I have done my own experiments, and know that there is pleasure for me there."
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Date: 2024-03-16 09:21 pm (UTC)"I have always enjoyed handfasting. Something about physically showing us as entwined is truly a beautiful idea." He smiles at and presses a kiss to her temple. "All of this sounds wonderful, darling. Do you have a particular style of marking that you prefer? I know tattoos and branding are common, but I am open to discussion, of course." He pauses then, looking a bit serious. "I do not want anything too big, but I am sure there are some people we might both want to be there for this." Loki can't imagine not showing off his bride to Mobius, B-15, Obi and Casey. He would like Thor and Sylvie there as well, but he's not yet sure how to explain yet another non-death to Thor and who knows if he can find Sylvie. He wants to try though.
Full planning can wait though. He's far too distracted by her lithe and wet body pressing against him in the water. He shivers at her admission knowing this sort of act takes a great amount of trust, especially the first time. "Do not worry my love, I will make this the best experience you can imagine." That doesn't necessarily mean he'll be overly gentle, he knows how tough she is, but he won't hurt her either.
He kisses the back of her neck again before whispering into her ear. "On your knees in front of me, facing away. I want to see all of you."
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Date: 2024-03-17 01:54 pm (UTC)Now in one glorious night she's somehow found both, and the grief and guilt of all that she's done still remains, but he judges her not for a single remarkable moment of any of it. It's a miracle, and if she could bow at his feet and kiss them.. a part of her wishes it. She knows his past is far more complicated than her own, but it tugs at her. They are going to be partners for life in all of this. Kismet. Soulmates. Meant to be.
Sliding through the water to lean over the other end of the tub, Nat drapes herself over it and rises up on her knees, offering a better view of the majority of her body. It might have been easier to move to the bed, but the way the water moved about the tips of her breasts and hit her right below her pussy was rather mesmerizing. It sloshed, tempted and teased before they even touched, her thoughts burned a coil of heat in her stomach already as she moved back and forth, waiting.
Biting at her lip, she looked at the body of the man who was to be her husband, this god of ice and fire who was the very love of her life. He was marbled perfection in every way, absolutely a dream in form, and marvelous in every sense of the word. She inhaled deeply as she thought about people standing in at their wedding knowing that she was marrying this magnificent person.
She could invite people who would never understand, but it didn't matter. She looked forward to their private ceremony the most. "Handfasting it will be. I think I know exactly how I want it to be then, and I didn't know much your healing powers and what marks might last, but I was thinking of scarification, if you wanted. I don't know how much of an artist you are. It's similar to branding in a way. There's cutting instead of burning. I don't mind small, my love. Whatever you wish to have, you decide and i will carve it on you, if that's what you wish."
The thought turned her on. It might say something about her, but she arched her back for him, and flipped her damp hair about slapping it against skin, eyes gone dark as she spoke of it. Letting him know that she believed it would be beyond spiritual when they decided to do it.
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Date: 2024-03-19 05:14 pm (UTC)In the end though, it won’t matter. He will not want her to give up her friends and family, but nor is he willing to give her up himself. If they do not understand, he’ll be fine to not visit with her when she wishes to see them, as long as they know she will be returning to him of her own will. There is no trickery here, no coercion, he just loves her and wants her by his side for all eternity. He’d be heartbroken if she did not want the same, but he would never dream of forcing her to stay if she did not want it. Hopefully the others will see that.
As she moves to lean forward in the tub, showing him everything, he takes in every detail of her body. She is absolutely stunning and all for him. Their pasts don’t matter, not anymore. They belong to each other and no one else. Loki simply can’t imagine wanting anyone else ever again. This is partly why he so easily agreed to marriage. Such a union was not something he ever thought he would agree to, but with Natasha it is simple and easy to agree to because there simply is no one else he’ll ever want ever again.
Loki shifts to kneel behind her, sliding his hand slowly down her back and over her ass, loving the way her soft, wet skin feels under his touch. “Yes, I think scarification will work, though it might take a number of sessions for me unless we add burning to it. My natural physique is less inclined to heal that sort of wound and I wish your mark to stay on me for the rest of my days.” Just the idea of having such a mark causes his breath to catch. Even more than the handfasting, that is what will really drive all of this home for him, what makes him believe that Natasha is truly his, for now and forever. Having her to be the one to do it only makes that feeling more intense.
It seems like everything they do together is beyond spiritual. The way they come together physically, mentally and emotionally all show him new peaks he never thought existed. After everything he’s seen and done, she is still opening up the world to him.
“The same goes for you, my darling. I will mark you as mine in any way you wish so that everyone knows that we belong to each other. Body, mind and spirit.”
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Date: 2024-03-20 07:06 pm (UTC)He is her destiny, and she knew it the moment they came together as one. It's hard to describe anything that has happened to them here in this space. It's still as if someone has pulled them out of time, and made this a temporal bubble of discovery and richness, a place for them to find exactly what they've been waiting for all their lives. There is no person she will ever want again in her life, and having the joy of being able to see her friends across their lives is a great gift. Taking hands with Loki and living with him as his queen will be an enormous and glorious gift made for her. She knows it now. No stars could align any more perfect to make it so.
Watching Loki as he looks over at her, she feels the same. How could she not. There's perfection in every part of him. She sees what others may not. There's the frost giant that casts a pallor over his skin, and sets his jaw, there's the light in his eyes that come from spending so many years under the tutelage of Frigga. He may have had so much pain there, but his mother was light and magic and loved him dearly, as he did her. There's even the blessed strength imparted by the Allfather, Odin himself. No matter how much hatred Loki had for him at times, they did end up together in the end. If she was not the one meant for him-- then she would not have been granted this sight. No, she would not be able to see him as he truly is, not all the beauty in every light.
"There are two methods of burning scarification, love. One is electrical, done with a spark of electricity, and the other is straight heat. We still might have to do it several times for both of us, to see how we heal, but it is something I do want so much. I want to mark and be marked. I want time to know that we belong to one another, no only in this world, but in every world."
"Now touch me before I go insane for want of you, and your hands and body next to mine. I will come back there and place myself on you."
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Date: 2024-03-22 11:10 pm (UTC)That she would give up everyone she knows and loves, it is overwhelming and wonderful and completely unnecessary, but he appreciates her loyalty and devotion. He appreciates everything about her. It is something that he thinks maybe he knew down deep inside when they first met in the height of his madness, that she was meant to be his. They only needed to wait until the right time, when they were both in the right place to come together properly. And now is that time.
He feels it as she does, that the moment they were intimate everything changed. It is the only explanation for how this all came to be so quickly. They fit together perfectly in every way that matters and he wonders if it’s as obvious as it feels. He thinks maybe the scarification is only for them, that anyone who sees them together will simply know that they are inextricably linked for all eternity. No one would ever be able to come between them.
There was a time that anyone being able to know him and read him so easily would terrify him, but even without her saying anything, he can see that she sees him right down to his soul. Loki is certain he knows her with the same detail. He knows she also had a family that she was not born into, but a family none-the-less. Parents that gave her strength and a sister she loves dearly, even if everything had not been as it seemed. Even if her false parents had done things that no parent should do, they had given her what she needed to survive, had prepared her for her fate in life and that is something that Loki is eternally grateful for.
Even if he would destroy the Red Room himself for hurting his Queen, despite it already coming to destruction. That feeling fizzles out quickly though because he knows that Natasha got her just desserts. They have more important things to worry about now, and though he understands they were a necessary part of her history in order for them to be brought together. He still detests anything that hurt her.
He turns his mind away from such knowledge though and focuses on the present, on everything he’s gained and how much brighter the future is now. “I think I would prefer straight heat. I love my brother very much, but I do not wish any of this to have even the remotest connection to him.” There is amusement in his tone when he speaks, but his words are true enough.
“Patience, my love. I will give you all the pleasure you desire.” With that, one slick finger began to play at the tight pucker of skin as he began to press inside, intent on preparing her properly and possibly teasing her slightly. He wants her to go mad from want as he spreads her open before he finally takes the gift she is giving him.
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Date: 2024-03-26 05:04 pm (UTC)One who they didn't meet that verse around. It's hard to know why time allows all things to happen along the pathways that it does, but it eventually seemed poised to honor two that will otherwise be victims in other pathways of their lives. They will both create divergent timelines, but it's Loki who sees over it all-- so he already knows that. He knows where Natasha's full life ends anyways, and knows what exactly she has left to give up here. He knows what little more she has left, more than living a life that lasts a painful blip and a sacrifice. She will see it when she is his Queen, and to know that she plays a part in the final battle will bring even more strength to the life she will live with him. It will settle her even more firmly into this life, and her role as his love, Queen and partner.
She was meant to be here, they both were. They were made for one another, and taken to this distinct point in life to come together. "Heat it is, and I can't wait. I can't wait to spend hours talking and loving. I want to do everything with you, for always. I can't wait to choose what it is we get branded onto our skin. I do not mind what size mine is, so long that it belongs to you."
With that she finally gets that which she desires most right now, and that is his full attention back on her body. Leaning back against his him, she can feel the tightness of her muscles resist the intrusion of his finger, but with a little reminder to relax she knows it's fine that its there. She's played with toys and knows the feeling. "More Loki, I want more of you. Touch me, feel me... " She turns around and presses against him even more, forcing him to take his finger all the way. She's already half mad from desire for this man that she loves with a consuming passion she could only ever imagine before.
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Date: 2024-03-28 04:25 pm (UTC)And now that he’s gone and Loki is in control, it never will again. There are millions of versions of himself making all sorts of new and interesting decisions, creating all sorts of different outcomes and that is what makes everything all worth it. And perhaps it is why the Norns have seen fit to finally bring him and Natasha together.
Even Loki does not know all the ways that time works, even as he helps to keep all possible timelines alive and thriving. He might be able to see them all and help them grow and stay healthy, but he has no control over what everyone in those timelines does. When he decided to message this Natasha to apologize, he had not know for sure how she would react. He had known that she was from a close approximation of the timeline he’d originally come from and therefore knew that they had some of the same experiences, but that was it. It had always been possible that she turned him down. He is forever grateful that she did not.
Fate, it seems, did work out for the best sometimes. “We shall have an eternity to do all those things. I cannot wait to wear your mark. I shall wear it proudly for all to see for all time. If there is one thing that no one can take from me, it is my love for you.” Loki is typically a rather chaotic being, but what many don’t know is that he can be quite loyal too. He’s sure Thor might second guess that, but that is only because his brother did not always see the purpose behind Loki’s mischief. He does not think the same is true with Natasha.
A grin spreads across his face at her impatience as he slowly works one slick finger into her, though he does gasp in surprise as she forces herself back taking the entirety of his finger. She is a most wonderful lover and he plans to give her everything she desires. “You will have all of me, my love. I will fill you so deeply you will forget everything except how my body feels within you.” He wants to do that now, but even as she relaxes around his finger and he begins to work a second inside her, he knows it is not enough yet for her to take his cock without more pain than he is willing to risk.
Instead, he smooths a hand over her hip and holds her still as he forces a second finger in along side the first and slowly begins to scissor them. “Patience, my darling. I wish for you to feel everything I do to you. Savour it and enjoy how much our bodies are in tune.”
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Date: 2024-03-30 09:29 pm (UTC)For she is, she is more than grateful to feel his fingers as they press across her skin, some of them soothing over her back and hip while he places a finger inside her in a place where no other male has done before. One day they will talk about all his forms, and she will tell him how much she loves every part of him, and will be with him in any form he takes. There is no part of him that she does not love, no single sight of him that she can not bring herself to adore with her entire being. It almost startles her to realize how much control she's happy to give away, especially trusting him to enter her this way, but she wants it.
Exactly the same way she desires his mark. There's this part of her that she held on so tightly to, that she bled and fought to hold onto that she realizes was never truly hers. It was always there for the right person. "No one will ever have this either. My body is yours, as is my love and my mark. I am all yours, you've already taken a part of me that no other person has even seen, my love and I never thought i'd be willing to give-- " She pauses when his second finger presses in and moans, closing her eyes to breathe through the new stretch.
"Fuck, your fingers feel so amazing. I don't know what it is, but there's a whole different type of a pleasure. i feel like it's up against another part of me, the back wall, and it's deep. Fuck you are going to go so deep, I can tell you will. I want you to fill me, and i want you to feel how tight I'll be for you." She stays still even if she wants to roll her hips and ride that second finger like she did the first. Fucking him comes so natural, no matter where his cock, or fingers may be. She reaches back as he is fingering her and begins to play with her clit. This causes her to whine, as he fills her, tossing her head back and letting her damp tendrils fly.
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Date: 2024-04-02 05:26 pm (UTC)As his fingers breach her, slowly opening her and preparing her to be truly filled, his free hand roams over her soft skin. It is as if they can speak to each other through touch and perhaps they can. Perhaps this is why they have connected so deeply so quickly. They do not need words, they simply need to be in each other’s presence to know how the other thinks and feels. The will still use words, of course, for more of the details. But the true understanding comes from simply being with each other.
It also explains why the sex has been so intense and why the idea of wearing her mark brings such an intense desire to him. He feels a need to be as close to her as possible at all times and he thinks that the mark will aid in that. Otherwise he might end up needing to do inappropriate things with her in the company of others. “In turn I have given you something no one else has ever truly had of myself. My body will always be yours for the taking, in all its forms. I want you to explore all of me, whether when I am female or when I am in my Jotun form, but more than all of that, I give you my heart and my mind. Fully and completely.”
A smile crosses his face, eyes dark with lust as he continues to work her open. It’s not just her words that let him know how much she is enjoying this, but how her body reacts as well. “You will not know true deepness until I am fully buried within you. I will show you just what it truly means to be filled. This will be an experience I hope you never forget.”
Slowly, he pulls his fingers from her, unable to wait any longer. “Lean back on me, it is time. But go slowly. I wish for us both to savour this.”
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Date: 2024-04-04 08:35 pm (UTC)Perhaps that is why his touch feels so purposeful, so wonderful. Maybe it is the words they need done in the strokes of their fingers, the shifts of their bodies. Magic has done wonderful things and if the universe has brought them together -- maybe this is a part of how its felt proper to bind them. Natasha is incredibly responsive to his touch, and as he pushes inside her, she moans and slides back against his fingers. Her hand slowly runs against her clit to up the stakes. It's enough to make her drop her head down to the cold edge of the tub.
Warm water from the edge curls against her neck and the humidity culls her pores. "Loki..." She sighs. Yes, their marks will help, but Natasha knows she will never stop needing him-- even in public, she will crave his body, and find ways for them to sneak around what's proper and right, but they will also learn to live normal lives when needed, of course. "I will want you in all your forms." She knows it's true as well, even though she's never desired another woman, she can't wait to dive into his female form, and have her with as much relish as he's tasted Natasha, or let his Jotun form take control over her however its needed. Natasha loves Loki in every single form there is already. She loves him for who he is, for every part of him. "You too have all of me Loki, I give you my control, for that is the greatest thing I can give any other person. It is my mind, my body, and my soul. It is the core of who I am. I trust you with everything, and I desire you take it and wield it as you will, and trust you to do that, as you walk beside me the same. "
She moaned, as she offered him what amounted to the same as wedding vows. Turning her head, she barely lifted it when he began to slip out of her. His words made her smile deepen, her own eyes darkened with lust -- there was love directly behind it, but she needed this, wanted this. "Fuck me, my love, make love to me, take me and feel my tight muscles, like no one has before you." Leaning back, she lifts her head now and slowly begins to take in the enormity of the cock behind her. The sting of it robs her breath, but also fills her with a deep pleasure that she can't describe. "Fuck. Me." She mutters, biting her lip through till she tastes the sting of copper. "God your huge."
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Date: 2024-04-07 12:33 am (UTC)There is definitely magic happening here. Not necessarily the same kind he wields himself, but there is something in the air, something electric between them that he recognizes as fate. The Norns have seen fit to bring them together, and now as they get ready to join physically again, it feels as if it is so much more than what it appears to be. This is not merely a physical bonding, two people coming together in love and lust, but something that will tie them together just as much as the ceremonies they have already planned. They will truly belong to each other once this night is finished and the vows and branding will seal it all, forever keeping them together.
Loki has never felt more excited for the future. He wants to make this the most special, wonderful experience for her, the most memorable, because to him, he has sealed his fate with her now. This is his pledge to her that he belongs to her for all eternity and beyond.
“I will cherish all of you for the rest of time and more. I shall ensure you never regret giving me such a priceless gift. You shall be adored for all time. And in turn, I am equally yours, in all ways known to all living creatures, I am yours.”
He goes as slowly as he can, not wishing to cause her any undue harm, though he remembers well the first time he was in her position and knows the sting well. “Relax further, my love, and I will take you to the depths of pleasure.” He keeps one hand on her hip, steadying her as his other holds his cock at her tight entrance, pushing with just enough force to finally have the head of his cock enter past the tight ring of muscle. He gasps at the tight heat of her, and needs to pause for a moment as her heat grips him so perfectly, he worries he might come right then and there. “Slowly sit, I want to feel every inch of you as I fill you. I want you to feel everything in return as I fill you deeply. I know you can take it and I wish to give you it all.”
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Date: 2024-04-08 09:51 pm (UTC)All that he promises is open and there's no one thing that she looks forward to than any other, for right now the most pressing part (in more ways than one) is to be present in this very moment with him. Natasha wants to live her entire future out with him, but she also wants to be here with him now, focusing on exactly what they are doing, because despite all else this is the first thing that brought them together, and tied their hearts so closely, and she will always focus on every thing that centers between them and not the far off because here is the truth.
It's difficult to harm someone who delights in measures of pain the way she does. Natasha's never known the true meaning of the word 'sub space' because she's never been a sub, but she's been to that place of perfect peace brought on by a certain amount of pain-- and she would probably relish learning how to enjoy it as well as deliver it with the right person, but only under conditions that didn't resemble those that tortured her before.
This is nothing like that. This is beautiful and bright, and the burn that grounds her to him is wonderful. It reminds her that she belongs to Loki. "I want it all, my love. I want to know that I am yours and the burn of it, only reminds me of that like the pleasure does. You are both sides, the fire, the ice. You bring all the things I like in one. Fuck, it feels like I've never been more alive when you push into me. " She brings herself back like he asks, and gasps at the feel of him. Nothing has felt more large, more intense in her life She has no choice but to move slow as he stretches her open. There's a few times she has to move forward to sit back further.
"Loki..." She moans around his name, saying it as it's meant to be said in the most grand pleasure. "I have never felt like this." Finally she meets his lap and can feel him inside her. Curling her arm around his neck, she slides forward some and breathes deeply as she does, almost not wanting to release him from his deep purchase in her body.
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Date: 2024-04-10 06:53 pm (UTC)Being present in the moment has always been difficult for Loki. He’s spent much of his life looking forward, trying to get what he wanted for the future because of how unhappy he had been in the present. All that had started to change when he’d found purpose with the TVA, and now he feels like he’s become complete by meeting Natasha once more. How they are now, even after only one evening together, is the perfect conclusion to his redemption and has led to him being solely and firmly in the present moment with her. It’s not just the sex, though it is quite wonderful, but it’s more about connecting with each other in every way possible.
If she ever asks, he would gladly submit to her. As this is the first time she’s ever let anyone have her like this, though she is aware of the pleasure to be found with it, Loki feels the same way about submitting to another. It is something he has always desired, but has never found anyone he trusts enough to give into. He’s just as happy being in charge, so it never bothered him much that it is missing from his life, but with her, he thinks maybe they could try all sorts of new things they both had always been curious about.
Natasha’s words burn through him brightly and he shivers in pleasure, his hips pushing up, causing him to push a bit further into her before he intended. Then he manages to relax as she does as he asked, slowly sitting, shifting, moving perfectly and almost delicately as she takes more and more of him in.
“You feel absolutely perfect around me, love.” His words are gasped, breathless as she moves, sitting back further and further. Just as he hoped, he feels every inch of her as she takes more of him inside her. She is so tight and hot and yet it is like he fits perfectly inside her. She truly was made for him.
When she is fully seated, he needs a moment to catch his breath. The feeling of having her like this is completely overwhelming and he buries his face into her neck as his hands slide down her sides and over her stomach. “You are perfect, my love. Nothing has ever felt this good before, nor will again. Only you could take me like this.” He’s harder than he can ever remember being, and he wonders if she can feel his cock twitching inside her. They sit like that for some unknown amount of time, just feeling the extent of the other’s body.
“Whenever you are ready, you may move and I will show you new heights of pleasure.”
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Date: 2024-04-16 06:06 pm (UTC)No matter how deeply he drives himself into her, she finds only pleasure. The depth of it burns like a showering firework, brilliant and colorful as her body accepts every part of Loki that he gives her. She was made to take him in every part of her. He will find that there's nothing that she would not do for him, no where she will not fit. "I love you.." She whispers, gasping at the finality of depth he's reached inside her.
This is a place no other person has been before and she knows that it's because she's waited all her life for Loki. Swallowing deep, she leans back into him, and runs her hands back along his body where she can reach, anxious to always be touching. "You, this was made for you. I was made for you and no man has been inside me like this, because I was waiting for you. I know it now." She slides forward slowly and gasps at the way it feels, moaning softly the further she pulls off of him, almost loathing the feeling of losing his depth.
"I need it, show me. Please, show me."
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Date: 2024-04-17 01:03 am (UTC)The way she moves against him and over him is surely the greatest thing he’s ever experienced. They fit together so perfectly and he can’t help but push into her deeper and deeper, needing to feel like he’s fully encompassed by her. He’s fully buried now and for a moment all he could do was shudder in pleasure as he wrapped an arm around her middle, holding her close as he bites gently at the back of her neck. “I love you more than you could ever know, my darling.” His words are breathed out over the sensitive skin of her neck.
“Yes, my love. You fit me like a glove. I shall thank the Norns for the rest of time for you. For it it not just physically that this is true, but mentally and emotionally. I do not know what I did to finally have you in my life, but I am forever thankful to have you like this and in all ways.”
The arm around her middle tightens in response to her last words and he uses his strength to lift her just enough that he can thrust back up into her. He’s not particularly gentle, but he knows she can take it. He uses this action to both thrust into her and have gravity do its job and let her fall back onto him, taking her deep and hard and fast. His free hand comes around to play with her clit before slowly slipping a finger inside her pussy, wanting to touch her everywhere at the same time.
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