Story written by @aesonmae, and @anukulee. <3
- Home
Summary: Loki is back home after an exhausting day of time-slipping.
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The first thing that Loki saw when his hand landed on the doorknob, was a pink bow tied around the knob. While to some this might be an unexpected sight, to Loki this was more common then not. Despite having seen this Loki still wondered; who else aside from her does this to their door knob? Yet despite having this curious thought, the sight of the pink bow tied securely on the doorknob, still brought a meek smile to his face. Slowly the tiredness he had feeling moments ago, faded just a little, for seeing such a small thing of her made him a bit relaxed. For behind this door, was an opening to Loki's one and only haven, his peace of mind, and his Valhalla on earth.
Yet rather then go in uninvited Loki still knocked, despite already living in it. For Loki was nothing if not a gentlemen, slowly he allowed his fist to curl into a ball, as he slowly tapped it against the door, once then twice. Yet both times produced no answer, rather then try again Loki decided to open it. Feeling no need to use magic to get inside, as he dug through spare pockets to see if he could find a key. One hand still firmly on the door knob, yet just as Loki was about to slot the key into the doorknob, he twisted it to find it was already unlocked. Should I be concerned that it wasn't locked, he wondered once he stepped inside.
Yet thoughts like that vanished when he breathed in the smell of the room. As a warm scent drifted through the air, one that was so surreal to Loki, that upon smelling it his eyes to tear up. For this smell had been one that Loki had been lacking for far too long. The air now lingering of warm vanilla with a small hint of cinnamon to it, a smell that belonged to her and only her. How long has it been since he had smelt that warm intoxicating scent, he wondered before slowly closing the door behind him and began to search around their home for her.
Tap, tap, tap went Loki's shoes as they hit softly across the wooden floor, as Loki began his search. This search leading him to the living room, where the very first thing that had caught his eye was the fireplace. Rather then it be unlit, instead it was burning, with a small crackle echoing off the wood. Loki's gaze lingered on the fireplace, as the simple sounds of it, remained Loki of home. The sound of the fire crackling around the palace on a cold night, or sitting around a fire during one of his and Thor's many quests. A thought that hadn't been on Loki's mind in far too long. As Loki could feel himself get drawn in by the fire, as slowly his shoulders beginning to relax, with each crackle of the fire.
Had it for the faint sight of a duvet, Loki would've continued to stare at the fire, for far too long. Yet once Loki's gaze landing on the duvet things began to connect once more. For Loki that fluffy duvet that was dangling on the sofa was important, for it was the very first thing Loki had made for her. Something that in itself was an impressive feat, yet it also happened to be done without a single use of his seidr. As the very duvet reminded him of their old days, when they were still friends, or at least so Loki claimed.
His eyes lingering on the duvet, as he allowed his gaze to drift lower and lower, until he found where the duvet lead. Slowly Loki made small steads only to find her underneath it all, as the sight alone caused Loki to grasp, with tears rushing down once more. Loki's hands clamping over his mouth, just at the mere sight of her, his mind forever racing. Could I just run and bury myself into her embrace? No, I couldn’t, she's peacefully asleep, he reasoned. Still he continued his small steps trying to keep ever so quiet so as not to wake her. Only kneeling when he stood right in front of her sleeping body.
His attention focused on her and only here, as thoughts continued to wonder in his mind all about her. Norns, how long has it been since he saw her beautiful face, he asked himself, just as he did every time he saw her. As he slowly lifted his hand lightly touching her cheek, as only her face and hair weren't completely buried in the duvet. To this she smiled softly in her sleep to the touch. This in itself caused Loki to re-think his previous thoughts. How can I possible be without her, after so many nights without her already, he wondered trying to reason with the thought of interrupting her sleep, remorsefully. Yet rather then his mind winning, his heart in this case won out.
Slowly Loki lowered his voice to a soft spoken tone, one that wouldn't startle her upon waking her. "Darling," he said with a pause, before continuing. "I am here."
Her eyes flickered once then twice, slowly trying to focus. Perhaps she thought was she was dreaming of him. Through once her vision was no longer blurry her eyes widened and she rose from the sofa. Slowly wrapping her arms around in, as tightly as a human could hug.
“Oh my goodness you are here, “ she cried, her tone being one full of delight.
This caused Loki to smile, at least until she pulled back, as a small frown laced his face from lack of touch. Yet reappeared once he saw her eyes. Her eyes laced with fondness, happiness, and most of love. Putting Loki more at ease, especially when she spoke her next words. “Why didn’t you let me know you were coming," she asked her voice pausing once she got a good look at him. One that Loki knew was one of disheveled, and exhausted, with one sleeve with dried blood, clothes fully covered in sweat, and what looked like dust. Only upon her getting a full look at him did she speak again. "Oh my gosh sweetheart what happened to you," she asked, her hands now slowly cupping his face, eyes full of worry. A look that Loki hated to see on her, and would do anything to soothe.
“Sweet princess I am fine, I just need to snuggle with you then I will be perfectly fine."
"Are you sure that's it," she asked, both her tone and face laced with concern.
"Yes, so can we do that, please?“
“O-of course, “ she said, trying to sound as firm as possible, likely not to worry him. “But first you are going to let me take care of you, before snuggling, okay," she instructed, through still placing a small kiss on his forehead. To this Loki let out an eager nod, he could care less what she did, as long as he got to be with her.
Slowly, she offered him her hand. "Now our first destination is the bathroom."
To this he laughed, having missed her so much, as he put his hand into hers. “Yes ma’am”.
Slowly she stood up, and unbundled herself from the duvet. How could a person look so divine, almost goddess like in a simple light pink silk nightgown, he asked himself, always in awe of her beauty. As shortly he allowed himself to be dragged into the bathroom.
Where she stripped him of his clothes, only to reveal the bruised, godly body, that stood in front of her. "Poor baby Loki, who dared to do this to you might face the wrath of mine," she cooed, her hands lightly touching a bruise on his chest.
To this Loki, slowly lifted her chin and kissed her softly, resting his forehead on hers for a moment. Slowly she took his hand leading him to the bathtub. The moment he settled into the warm water, he let out a very content moan, as his goddess smile at this. From the smell of it, Loki figuring she likely added her essential oils, in order to made him relax. Loki was proven correct, as slowly she smiled back at him.
“Don’t moan like that I am trying to behave here” she scolded, as she positioned herself behind him. Slowly starting to massage his scalp, as soon Loki began softly moan. Not in a seductive way, but more in a comfort way, as slowly he closed his eyes, through his last sight was her still smiling at him. Slowly as she began to sing.....
moon, tell me if I could
send my heart up to you
so when I die, which I must do
could it shine down here with you
cause my love is mine all mine
love mine, mine, mine
nothing in the world belongs to me
but my love all mine all mine
to that, he opened his eyes looking at her upside down. His head now resting on the edge of the tub. With this she soon finished his hair, to which she softly kissed his nose, and continued. All while singing while she moved to clean the rest of his body, paying great attention to his bruises and cuts.
"My babe here on earth," she sang, before kissing him again, on the lips this time. "Showed me what my heart was worth."
As she continued to hum the rest of the song while cleaning him up. All the while Loki continued to do nothing, but staring at her lovingly, for as always he was fascinated by her and only her. Through soon she was finished.
”Ready baby for our next destination?”
To this Loki slowly smiled and nodded, as she helped him out of the tub, drying his wet body and hair, and then tended to his wounds with him hissing, grunting, and cursing now and then. Yet each time she ensured that she comforted him, with words such as, “Sorry baby”, “ we are almost done “, and “Ssshhhh it’s okay I am here”.
After that, she dressed him, in pajama pants only, through not without Loki protesting. "I can dress myself sweetheart," he insisted, through to this he received a glare. One that was enough for him to not argue, through not without a pout.
“Let’s go sweet boy," she cooed once she finished, as she softly pressed a kiss on his cheek.
Those words, causing Loki to think. Should I be repulsed by being called that," he wondered. Coming up with the answer mere moments afterwards. I should, if it was from someone else, but with her, I can't help but enjoy being her sweet boy, he thought, already reasoning it. As he allowed her to pull him towards the kitchen.
“Do you know what is the most warming food ever in such a weather," she answered with a pause, to which Loki had no replay to. "Cinnamon oatmeal," she said, sing songing the last part.
"If you say so, darling," Loki said with a light heart chuckle, as he allowed her to make him, her signature cinnamon oatmeal, with dark chocolate on top. Once she finished she slowly lead him over to the sofa, he had seen her sleeping on just an hour ago or so. All the while insisting on feeding him herself, slowly allowing him to open his mouth for her. Only speaking once she was sure his mouth wasn't full, and he was finished.
“You promised you will tell me everything, “ she said wiping the final bit of dark chocolate off the corner of his lips. “
“I know," he said, as he gently took the bowl off her hands and put it on the small table next to the sofa. In doing so using this chance to push his goddess onto her back and tower over her. Causing her to let out a grasp for a moment. “Now did you finish taking care of me now," he asked, his tone darking with every word. “I am desperate for my snuggles, “ he said, his eyes going dark and piercing hers, leaning in ever so close, and unable to resist kissing her.
The minutes passing quickly, as he found himself unable to stop. As with each kiss, his goddess, used her fingers to massaging his scalp, in order the kiss more unbreakable. All while Loki continued to kiss, for he had missed her soft divine lips, so much that he was moaning into her mouth. Only breaking the kiss for them to breathe, and trailing kisses on her jaw down to her neck, not even a moment afterwards. This continued until he stopped at her collarbone, with both of them breathing heavily. The break not lasting long before he returned to kiss her lips again. Only speaking when he parted once more. "I promise first thing in the morning we shall do nothing but love," he insisted, in between breaks.
”Whatever you wish for my God,” she said, trying to calm her breathing as well, face flushed from kissing.
To this he smirked at her, she knows exactly what she is doing, he mused to himself, before he slowly began to tickle her. With this his goddess began to laugh involuntarily, talking or precisely trying to form a coherent sentence between screams of laughter “Okay... I-I will stop.. please… Loki.. have mercy... “
After a minute or two he decided to have mercy on his poor angel. He smiled fondly at her, kissed her forehead, slowly putting his head to her chest. As he buried his face into her chest, wrapping one of her legs around his waist, and used his seidr to cover them with the green, fluffiest duvet on earth. With this he allowed his eyes to close, and sighed contentedly as she started to stroke his head gently. Here, that is exactly what he needed after going through hell and back. Having all the comfort just listening to her beating heart.
"Ready for the storytelling, sweetling," he asked, after a while, enjoying her gentle touches. She answered with a kiss to his forehead. "This is going to sound strange," he said his tone drifted off, not that she would let it.
"Seriously Loki," she asked, her tone very much displeased.
"Fine," Loki relented, too tired to fight her today. "I've been pulled through time," he said, as he began his tale.
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