Terrigenisis (Part 21)
Pairing: Stucky x Inhuman!Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1.7K
Summary: After undergoing terrigenisis unwillingly your life is turned upside down when you are deemed too dangerous to return to life as a civilian. You are put with the Avengers team to train and rebuild. As you hone your powers and skills, you must also decide if you can find home and love again. Or is your curse to be a lonely wanderer forever?
Warnings: Fluff, Smut (NSFW 18+)
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
Terrigenisis Series Masterlist
You, Steve, and Bucky file into the conference room. Artie turns to greet you and then introduces the pretty redhead by his side.
“This is Molly Fitzgerald. She’ll be planning the wedding.”
“Well, I’ll be helping you plan the wedding,” Molly laughs lightly. “I’ve pulled some ideas together. Mr. Stark has advised me to spare no expense. There was a cancellation at the Plaza for 7 weeks from now, since time is of the essence I secured the venue. It seats 500 so we shouldn’t have a problem with the guest list.”
“No,” you laugh at the absurdity.
“Were you thinking of a smaller, more intimate gathering? 200 or so?” Molly mistakes your meaning.
“No to the Plaza. No to 500 guests. No to 200 guests. 7 weeks is insane.,” you balk.
Molly looks between you and Artie narrowing her eyes. She smirks as she appraises you shrewdly, “I’m going to like working with you. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
You glance at Bucky and Steve who nod at you. They were letting this be your show and had agreed to the few things you had suggested. They had only a few requests and you were more than happy to oblige.
“The wedding will be here at the compound on the back lawn at sunset. The press has dubbed me Artemis and I think we should play it up. She was the goddess of the moon, so a theme of moon and stars for everything. After all, Steve’s symbol is a star and my engagement ring is a star sapphire. Silk tents so we can see the stars. Silver and sapphire blue will be the colors.” You pause to look at Artie and Molly expecting some pushback, but Artie simply smirks, nods at Molly, and exits.
Molly smiles at you, “I love it. Let me show you some options I have. Several designers have expressed interest in designing your wedding gown, but we’ll discuss that when your fiance isn’t in the room.”
“You signed the usual Stark NDA, correct?” you ask Molly.
“Yes, of course. Why?” Molly asks.
“Uh, doll, I think we’ll leave you two to the planning.” Bucky interrupts.
“Right. Don’t want to spoil anything.” Steve smiles.
“You’ll still have to decide on a few things but I’ll narrow it down for you,” you chuckle at their eagerness to escape.
“See ya later, doll,” Steve kisses you quickly.
“Bye,” Bucky says quietly heading towards the door.
“Barnes, she signed the NDA. Get back here,” you grin as he makes his way back to you and kisses you hungrily before leaving.
Once the boys have exited, you notice Molly glancing at you but obviously not wanting to ask the question.
“They’re both my fiancees. Yes, that part of the story is true. The rest of it was bullshit but we’re going through this charade to appease, I don't know, everyone I guess,” you shrug.
“Forget everyone else. Let’s make this what you want it to be. You know, Maggie Sottero might be ideal for designing a gown. If you want to go with a greek goddess style.”
“Yes, all out. I want a tiara of moon and stars and instead of a traditional veil, I want a cape veil.”
“Perfect. Now, when are we having this wedding? I know you said seven weeks is insane but it should be sooner than later.” Molly pulls out a calendar.
“It is, but nine weeks,” you point to a date on the calendar, “That will be one year exactly since I first met them. Doable?”
“An extra two weeks? Absolutely doable.” Molly grins, “Let’s go through the rest and pull some pictures for ideas.”
“Sounds good. I think I’m gonna love working with you, too.”
You wait two days before calling out to Heimdall. You needed Loki to return but you wanted to give him time to complete his mission. Within an hour of calling out, the bifrost drops Loki and Thor on the back lawn where you are exercising Dizzy.
“Loki!” you run to him and throw your arms around him.
“What’s wrong, darling?” Loki embraces you while looking at his brother with a worried expression.
“I… It’s best if I show you.” You guide them both to the conference room where Steve, Bucky, and Tony join you. You play the clip for them and watch Loki’s reaction. The murderous looks that cross his face as he listens to the story are both reassuring and frightening.
“It’s a pack of lies,” Loki seethes. “The only truth in the story is your relationship with them. How dare they bandy about Charlie’s death. This calumny will not stand.”
“Whoa there, Reindeer Games. We’ve got it under control.” Tony holds his hands up.
“I’m so sorry, Loki. I know this isn’t the publicity you need. Or want,” you say quietly.
“Don’t apologize, darling. This was not your doing.” Loki holds a hand up and then looks to his brother.
“What do you need from us? You need only ask.” Thor looks at each of you.
“You left before we saw you the morning after the party, but Bucky and I proposed that night and she accepted,” Steve explains and you hold up your hand to show your ring as he speaks. “The story breaking has accelerated the timeline for the wedding.”
“I see,” says Loki, eyeing you carefully.
“We’d like you to be here for it.” Steve looks between the two.
“Of course,” Thor smiles broadly.
“I’d like you to stand with me, Loki. Be my Man of Honor,” you smile at him.
“What?” Loki, Thor, Tony, Steve, and Bucky say nearly in unison.
You giggle at their confusion, “I want you to be my Man of Honor, please?”
Loki grins and pulls you into a hug, “I would be delighted.”
“Yay! Thank you,” you grab his hand and pull him towards the door. “Come on. I’ll show you some of the plans. See ya later, guys.”
Loki chuckles as he follows you to your room, “Excited, are we?”
“Truthfully, I just wanted to get you alone so I can-”
“Make the rumors about us true?” Loki jokes.
“Haha, no. Did you see her? Did you tell her how you felt? What happened?” your words rush out. Loki’s face falls as you look at him, “Oh, Loki. I, I’m so sorry.”
“I was too late, darling. My own fault. I went to her and I told her the truth. She was angry with me. She had every right to be. Sigyn, that’s her name. Sigyn said I only wanted her now that I couldn’t have her and then she threw me out.”
“I’m so sorry, Loki.”
“It will be fine, darling. She…” Loki falters.
“Tell me the whole story. Please.” you guide him to sit on the couch with you.
“I arrived back in Asgard-”
“No, from the beginning. You only told me you’d known her a long time before. Never how.”
A ghost of a smile appears on his face, “She was a lovely girl who caught my notice one day running through the halls of Asgard. We were eight and she asked me to help her hide from her mother. Of course, I did and that was the beginning of our friendship. We grew up and she morphed from the pretty little girl running through the halls into a beautiful woman. She has similar magical powers to myself, where she differs is her good heart and pristine reputation. Something I’ve never had. She was so dutiful and upstanding when around everyone but she had her wild streak. Or maybe I just brought it out of her. I fell for her. She’s beautiful, smart, funny, and… my friend. I’m her opposite, a mischievous heart with a reputation for exploiting every opportunity. I was undeserving of her and couldn’t think of sullying her by asking her hand. I still think I am unworthy of her. She stood by my side through everything, counseling me, admonishing me even, until I sent her away. Then the fight with my brother and father and my ‘death’ happened. She moved on and got engaged to another. Lucky bastard that he is. I reappeared and disgraced myself on Midgard. I think…”
“You think?” you prompt when he pauses.
“I think your friendship taught me to hope. Maybe I am worthy. Perhaps I could be enough. You seem to only see the good in me. But I was too late for Sigyn. She was right to reject me. I should never have dared to hope.”
You put your hand to Loki’s cheek, “You were right to hope. You were right to tell her. She deserved to know, Loki. Even if she can’t see a future with you, now she can look back upon her past with you and know that you did love her and she was right to be there for you. It may not have been the closure you or she hoped for, but it is some closure.”
“You’re right,” Loki nods sadly. “But, on a happier note, you and your two men are having a fairytale ending.”
“Well, the wedding is only for Steve and I. PR wants to put on a big show to help the narrative move away from my alleged prolific love life,” you roll your eyes.
“Some would say that since everyone already believes it you may as well indulge,” Loki wags an eyebrow at you.
“Loki!” you shout laughingly and shove him away.
“I’m kidding!” Loki raises his hands and chuckles.
“There are some details about the wedding we should go over.”
“Yes, do you want me in this form or should I shift to be the maid of honor?” Loki asks.
“Wait. You can shapeshift?” you ask in surprise.
“Yes. Would you like to see my female form?”
“Uh, yeah!” You exclaim.
“Very well, darling.” Loki’s form shimmers green for a moment and there sitting before you is a gorgeous woman who looks as if she is Loki’s twin sister.
“Wow,” you say under your breath as you study her face and then figure. “So, are you entirely shifted? Like everything is female or is this like the glamour you do with your clothes?”
“I’m entirely female. I could take a lover and produce children if I wanted.” Loki’s female voice has the same beautiful tone, slightly higher pitched.
“You’re beautiful,” you grin.
“Sure you don’t want to indulge?” Loki leans towards you with a smirk.
You look away embarrassed and then your eyes flit back to Loki’s, “I…”
“You what, darling? Tell me,” Loki leans closer.
“Loki,” you lean in, bringing your lips within inches of hers, “I am not gonna indulge you. Ever.” Pushing Loki away, you laugh and scoot away.
“Only with you,” you say with a raised eyebrow.
Loki chuckles and shimmers again as he shifts back to his true form, “What are these details we need to go over?”
“Well, I’m going to need a favor from you.”
“Name it, darling.”
The next few weeks went by with everyone sticking to their general routine with a few missions interspersed. Most of your free time was taken up by Molly with dress fittings and wedding planning. Things were moving along well and Steve agreed with all of your suggestions making things even easier. You hated it. The whole wedding was turning into a spectacular pantomime. The guest list was the most ridiculous part. Neither you, Steve, or Bucky had any living family you knew of, so it stood to reason that the guest list would be fairly small with only close friends in attendance. Unfortunately, most of New York and DC seemed to believe themselves to be entitled to an invitation. The President had even made overtures about attending. The guest list you had originally created of just over 100 guests had already seemed huge to you and now the list had grown to 250 and it didn’t seem as if it would ever stop.
You were exhausted from all of it. You hated how excluded Bucky was from everything. They didn’t even want the two of you making appearances together for the time being in order to keep the rumor mill down. The tabloid had issued a retraction of it’s speculation in regards to Charlie’s death and had reiterated that the allegations of your man eating ways were unconfirmed. Most of the response to the wedding announcement had been extremely positive with only a few black remarks about it being a cover up and some benign online threats made against you for stealing America’s most eligible bachelor.
Finishing yet another meeting with Molly, you were heading to your room to change for a training session with Loki when you were suddenly grabbed around your middle and hauled through the door.
“Bucky! What are you doing?” you gasp as he presses you against the wall with his body and his mouth is on yours hungrily.
“Need you. Need you now. Right now,” he growls as his hands pull the straps of your dress down. You wrap your arms around him in response, putting everything you feel into your kiss. Your dress pools at your feet, your bra is discarded, and Bucky kneels in front of you as he removes your panties. His tongue swipes over your mound and you moan as your head falls back against the wall. Encouraged, Bucky puts one of your legs up and his tongue delves into your folds. Metal fingers press in making you gasp for breath as the pleasure spears through you. Bucky plays to your passions and within minutes you are riding out your orgasm on his tongue. He stands, turns you around, and shoves his pants down to free himself. You feel him line himself up and then press in with measured strokes.
“Okay?” Bucky asks.
“No,” you respond and Bucky stops immediately. Looking over your shoulder, you stare into his eyes as you say, “I need you. Make me feel it, baby. Feel every bit of it.”
Bucky grabs your hands and holds them against the wall as his hips slam forward.
“Fuck, yes!” you cry out as he pumps into you unrelentingly. “Oh, fuck, baby! Don’t stop!”
“That’s my doll. So fucking perfect.” Bucky groans as his thrusts create obscene slapping sounds against your ass.
“Touch me, baby, please. Please touch me!” you beg.
Bucky slides one hand down your body until he finds your clit. Swift circles around it bring you to the edge quickly and you cry out as you clench around him. He pulls out and turns you around, “Get on the bed.”
You go to comply but your feet tangle in your dress and you lose your balance. Bucky attempts to catch you but the pants around his knees trip him and instead you end up on the floor together laughing.
“Forget the bed,” Bucky chuckles while grabbing you and sliding in again. He grabs your hips and you plant your feet to provide leverage. His thrusts are near brutal but you arch into him enjoying the intensity.
“Bucky! Bucky! Oh, fuck!” you shatter again and Bucky follows you. His growl as he comes inside you is feral and sexy and you clench around him.
“Love you, doll,” He whispers as he looks into your eyes. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Not at all, love. I love you, too. Love you so much, Buck.”
Bucky kisses you, slow and sweet. You understand his need to claim you since everything right now revolves around you and Steve. He was understanding how Steve must have felt in the beginning of your relationship when everyone thought you and Bucky were together and no one knew about Steve.
“Few more weeks, baby. Then this will all be over,” you whisper.
“I can’t wait to marry you.” Bucky whispers.
“You know one of the things I’ve always loved most about you is that you’ve always been so open with me. I mean-”
“Darling, I thought we were meeting in the training room,” Loki speaks as he walks in the room.
“Loki!” you snatch the closest thing to cover yourself while standing. Bucky stands and pushes you behind him to cover you while attempting to pull his pants up.
“Don’t you knock?” Bucky grouses.
“Hm, I see why she’s so enthralled with you, Sergeant Barnes.” Loki smirks as his eyes wander.
“I’ll be there in ten minutes, Loki. Get out!” you yell at the god, peeking over Bucky’s shoulder.
“Take twenty, darling Looks like you two had quite the warm-up session.” Loki chuckles as he exits.
“I’m gonna kill him,” Bucky growls.
“You are not allowed to kill my best friend,” you admonish.
“That’s not how it works,” You grin as you turn Bucky to face you. “Hey, we have twenty minutes. Wanna take a quick shower with me?” You grin, biting your lip as you stare at him.
“Hell, yeah, I do.” Bucky picks you up and kisses you while walking towards the bathroom.
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