Loki hummed and leaned into the touch. “I love you.” he whispered, reaching to brush stray hairs from Thor’s face. “My love…what if I can’t…what if we can’t have children?” he asked nervously, a topic he’d been scared to bring up during their honeymoon.
Steve chuckled softly. “Probably even more so,” he answered. “New suits, different colors. Georges does a wonderful job as always for me. They’ll be delivered tomorrow morning.” He got up and stretched a bit before walking over towards Loki and dropping down into the chair across from him. “I know that look in your eyes… what’s on your mind for this afternoon and evening?”
Loki hummed in approval, nodding. “They know to give you the best.” he mused, watching as Steve moved. “Well, since the biggest thing of the day has been taken care of, and we’re thankfully alone for the first time in weeks, I figured we could have some fun.”” He slid with ease from his spot, taking the few steps across the room before leaning over to kiss Steve heatedly.
“Can’t be both?” Bucky drawled, watching Loki with a chuckle. “Any room for me over there?”
Loki gave a little smile, opening his arms. “There’s always room for my beautiful warrior.” he mused. He avoided using the word soldier when he referred to Bucky, knowing it was related to a dark time in his boyfriend’s long life. “As much as I’m glad your dog enjoys my company, I don’t come over to see him.” he promised.
“How did you know?” he asked her, quite interested in the way she was able to decipher his prior engagements. “My little vixen.”
Her head lulled back in pleasure as he returned the favor, lips gliding over her alabaster skin carefully, deliberately. Her grey eyes fluttered shut as she conjured up a breathy response. “I was given the gift of.. empathy.” The more they connected, the more she could understand about him. She felt the jealousy running through him, and the amount of untamed power he could unleash at any second. “Vixen” she hummed, “I quite like the sound of that.”
She found herself clinging to his outer garments, trying to diminish any space remaining between them. It felt good to get her secret off of her chest, to let him finally see that she was more powerful that he originally thought. “Once a king or a king to be, always a king.”
Loki hummed at her reaction. OF course in his long life he’d had many lovers, but never had lain with a Midgardian, though he didn’t really know why. It had never occurred to him that he could. he hummed, green eyes closing as he listened to her, some part of him slightly annoyed that she was still able to form such sentences. “Empathy? Oh, little one, I can teach you how to mature that power.” he promised, smirking. “I can call you Vixen anytime you want, my little one.” he promised, biting down just slightly over the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
“A king of a desolate, frozen land is not something I prefer. I’d much rather have the love of a Queen.” he drew back enough to run his fingers through blonde hair. “It’s much more enticing to be at the will of anothr as powerful as yourself.” he mused.
Steve watched him for a moment then nodded and smiled, leaning back in his chair a bit. “I’m glad everything went so well. It’s always good to get some good news after the kind of week we had last week.” He dragged a hand through his hair, sighing softly. “So, anything else I need to be aware of before I try to enjoy the rest of my day off?”
Loki shook his head, frowning dismissively. “Nothing at all.” he mused, crossing one leg over the other. “How was your trip to the tailor?” he inquired, watching Steve with green eyes. “Will you look as delicious as you do right this moment?”
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