#Sigyn wardrobe

[annachum]

Sigyn's wardrobe changes from valkyrie to Empress

. Valkyrie Era : So Sigyn, then as a noble lady from Alfheim and a valkyrie, wears simpler yet elegant robes of Aesir and Valley Fae elements due to her Aesir - Valley Fae heritages. She wears those silver and blue Valkyrior armors in those valkyrie missions, and she got less complex braids

. Lady in Waiting Era : After having her old Valkyrie armors destroyed because of trauma, she starts wearing her hair in more complex hairstyles, and then began wearing veils often. She sometimes wear face covering veils after her injuries recovery, to shield her tear stained face out of mourning. Like other Valkyrie veterans who survived rhe Valkyrie Massacre, Sigyn went through a year of mourning over that event, where Sigyn at first wears predominant shades of black, and then began adding brighter shades of colors ( often pinks, purples and later greens since getting together with Loki ), showing how she is adapting and healing from the shock and grief of Valkyrie Massacre. On top of that she also wore more layers after having moved to Asgard ( where there usually is a colder temperature than Alfheim ). Later on she began to sometimes wear long skirt armors with Valley Fae and Aesir elements in the missions she attends ( tho she leads a less battle geared lifestyle after Valkyrie Massacre cuz of traumas )

. Priestess Era : After becoming a Priestess, like other Priests and Priestesses of rhe Aesir Royal Court, Sigyn often wears ornate red hooded cloaks in ceremonial events, while the High Priest and Priestesses of Aesir Royal Court wear darker shades of red hooded cloaks at such events - the Priests and Priestesses wear lighter shades of red hooded cloaks at such events. Sigyn began to wear volva related accessories and began to wear hooded cloaks more as a way to show her new status as a Priestess. And she soon becomes a consul for Thor, Loki/Odin, Sif and the Warriors 3

. Princess Era : Now Sigyn as a Princess got upgrades from her previous wardrobe as a Princess of Asgard. Not only she often wears her hair in more complez coiffures than ever, her armors have upgraded to be in a similar style as the Royal Armors of the House of Buri. And after becoming a Princess, Sigyn often wore bigger crowns than before to clarify her status as a Princess of Asgard

. TVA Prisoner Era : Going from being a Princess to suddenly a Prisoner of a sci fi fascist regime is truly a humiliation for Sigyn, where she has to wear garish prison clothes on a daily basis. However, she manages to try her best to maintain her dignity by sometimes wearing discreet Aesir and Alfheimr accessories around her.

. Refuge Era : Having escaped from the TVA prisons after multiple escape attempts, Sigyn wore comfortable, functional yet stylish costumes as she was laying low as a variant refuge in Earth 836 Iceland - understated enough for her to not be hunted down by the TVA, yet dignified enough that befits her as a Princess of Asgard. She often wears flower crowns and headbands as a substitute of tiaras and crowns during that time.

. Empress Era : Becoming a Time Empress means her wardrobe has an upgrade from her Princess of Asgard attires. Sigyn soon came to also love the Regency Europe ladies fashions and Gilded Age Europe ladies fashions, so some of her glamorous and sophisticated wardrobe as an Empress of Time has some inspos from Regency and Gilded Age Era Europe fashions. She still retains Aesir and Valley Fae elements in her Empress of Time wardrobe, as a nod to her roots and as a sign that she never forgot where she came from. Oh and her often braids become more complex than ever as time went on, because in Nine Realms cultures and Ancient Nordic cultures, braids are a symbol of victories. And one may have often increasingly complex braids due to the victories they accumulated

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Sigyn pre and post Ragnarok (outfits)

I wanted to draw the difference between Sigyn’s wardrobe both pre and post Ragnarok in my interpretation.

Sigyn’s wardrobe pre Ragnorak is less than fancy but that’s more of her style. She doesn’t really wear the traditional Asgardian fashion like most of the other Aesir goddesses. But that doesn’t mean she hates wearing anything fancy she puts on more formal wear durning events where she’s required to. But most of the time she wears more darker colors (such as greens,blacks,and greys) and her cloths are constantly tattered due to the amount of fighting she does. But that’s nothing a little sewing will fix. After marrying Loki she wears a ring with a emerald gem stone to represent her marriage to them (Loki’s ring has a blue gemstone to represent Sigyn). Her wardrobe is reflective of a spitfire and adventurous but loving personality.

Sigyn’s wardrobe post Ragnork changes drastically from her previous one. After Loki’s death durning Ragnorak , Sigyn returns to Vanaheim with Freya and Njord. Where Freya names Sigyn her Lady upon becoming Queen. Sigyn’s wardrobe becomes primarily fancy and a little bit based off of Vanir fashion. She wears a ringlet around her hair to represent her status and she still has hints of darker colors in her outfits as a callback to her past. Her color scheme shifts though to more muted yellows/golds, purples, and pinks. She keeps her earrings but her hair is more tamed then her semi tamed style in the past. Sigyn is more reserved and actively mourning the lose of Loki and her children (she’s unaware Vali is alive). Sigyn not really handling her grief well at first stores her wedding ring away.

[victoriousfidelity]

@emeraldxphoenix said: "You look better in my clothes than I do." 200 random dialogue prompts. | accepting.

"That just isn't true." Sigyn insists, catching Loki's eye in the mirror even as she turns to see the dress on herself from another angle. Green silk catches the light as the skirts shift around her - Loki's clothes, magically altered to fit her perfectly; Loki's colours, wrapped around her like a declaration.

Yes, wearing this tonight will prove her point perfectly.

Decision made in that regard, her attention is fully on her love again. She closes the distance between them, taking Loki's hands in her own as her expression changes to one of gentle adoration.

"You know how beautiful you are in this dress - how beautiful you always are. I'm only borrowing it to make a point."

[november-rayne]

Chapter Nine: Family Dinner

A/N: Loki prepares to meet Sigyn's family again. Frigga's boy mom patience is tested.

Word Count: 3000

Rating: Mature

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+

*Minors DNI*

Tags: Loki and Thor laughing about things they shouldn't, Frigga is over it, Loki being a gentleman

Chapter Index

Loki’s new chambermaid was very efficient and matronly; older than his mother. He learned that her name was Margit and that she is married, has had four children, and has seven grandchildren. She can afford not to work but chooses to because she enjoys it. Before accepting the job as Loki’s chambermaid, she worked part-time in the kitchens. She was kind but stern with Loki when he took too long to choose a tunic to wear to dinner. She reminded him of a nursemaid he had when he and Thor still lived in the nursery.

“I will send this tunic back to the tailor for alteration. These three are too worn out and should have been discarded ages ago. This one does not suit your coloring. These trousers are too short for your legs. This pair of boots need repair. Don’t get me started on your cloaks. Honestly, child,” Margit was muttering to herself as she tore apart his wardrobe.  Loki was getting dressed in the clothes she laid out on his bed, smiling to himself.

He bathed again and dressed in his second-best tunic. He took extra care to look his best. He was feeling much better than he did this morning, though he was getting increasingly nervous as dinnertime approached.

“Well, Margit, do I pass inspection?” Loki asked.

“Let us have a look at you.” Margit turned her attention away from the wardrobe and pushed her spectacles up the bridge of her nose. She ran her hands over Loki’s shoulders and down his arms. She took his chin in her hand and turned his face back and forth. She nodded approvingly, ran a finger behind each ear, and inspected them. “All clean and so handsome. I approve!”

Loki broke into a wide smile. “Thank you, Margit.” He had not been mothered in a long time, and it felt very comforting. Even if he would never admit it out loud, it was just what he needed right now. “Can you arrange for my tailor to bring me some sample fabrics? It seems my wardrobe is in desperate need of an update.”

“Yes, My Prince, good idea. I will see to it after your breakfast in the morning.” She went back to the pile of clothes on the floor.

“I will not be requiring breakfast in the morning. Now that the King has returned, I must catch up on work. I will head straight to my office in the morning.”

“Nonsense!”

“Excuse me?”

“You cannot be of any help to the realm with an empty belly. I will have breakfast ready for you when I wake you in the morning. Your Highness.” She added the last part as an afterthought

“Well, if you insist.”

“I do,” she replied matter-of-factly.

Loki chuckled when she missed his sarcasm.

“Now, stop dragging your heels.” Margit made a shooing motion with her hands. “Your mother will be cross if you are late for dinner. Scoot, Your Highness.”

“How have I made it this far without you, Margit?” Loki smiled widely as he made his way to the front doors of his apartment.

“Norns only know. Have a good time!” she said with a wave as she ushered him through the door.

Loki shook his head as he went to the small formal dining room on the other side of the palace.

Thor and Frigga were already in the receiving room outside the dining room. Loki bowed to his mother and then leaned in to kiss her cheek. “Mother, Thor, greetings.”

“You look well rested, Brother.” Thor clapped Loki on the arm.

“Thank you. I am feeling better.  Mother, I need to tell you something before our guests arrive.” Loki said in a hushed voice.

“Does this have to do with the maid called Sera?” she asked.

He could not hide his surprise, “Mother, I did not invite her into my rooms. She must have convinced the guards to let her by. I was sound asleep, dead to the realm. Honestly,” he threw his hands up in defense, “I did not even realize what she was doing to me until-”

Frigga held up her hand to stop him.

“Wait, what happened?” Thor’s curiosity was piqued.

“I was informed. I have already discussed this with the head of security. Sera has been removed from the palace grounds. We have secured her a room and employment elsewhere.”

“Sera?” Thor asked. “The chambermaid with the nice…smile?” He quickly amended the end of his sentence when he saw Frigga’s face. “What did she do? What happened?” he asked again.

“Nothing you need to concern yourself with,” Frigga said.

Loki mimicked a blow job to Thor behind her back, and Thor’s eyebrows shot up. Frigga spun around, and Loki dropped his hands quickly.

“The two of you are the future of Asgard. Norns help us.” She rolled her eyes and headed straight to the wet bar in the corner of the room to pour herself a drink.

“Really?” Thor whispered to Loki when Frigga was out of earshot. “What the Hel? How do you sleep through that?”

“You know how exhausted I was. I thought I was dreaming.” Thor started giggling. Loki was trying to keep a straight face, “It is not funny.”

“No, it’s not.” Thor’s face was turning red, trying to hold back his laughter.

“Boys!” Frigga scolded as she made her way back to the pair. “That is quite enough.”

“Apologies, Mother. It has been quite the whirlwind of a day, and we have not even had dinner yet.” Loki offered.

“How do you like your new chambermaid?” Frigga asked, trying to change the subject.

“Margit is…unique. But she is delightful. Thorough and efficient,” Loki said.

Thor raised his eyebrows, “Is that so?” he asked and pressed his lips together to keep from laughing.

“No!” Loki threw his hands up in defense, “No, no, no, no, no, no. That was not how I intended that to sound.” 

Thor could hold it no longer. He started laughing so hard that tears sprang to his eyes. “You should see your face!” Thor threw up his hands and mimicked his brother’s face.

“She’s ancient!” Loki howled, “I would not even think about-”

“Unless you were asleep, apparently.” Thor roared. Loki joined him. 

Frigga drummed her fingernails on her wine glass and tapped her foot, waiting for the guffaws to stop. But each time they thought they were finished, one brother would start the other off again.

By the time they had gotten all their laughter out, Loki’s stomach was hurting, and Thor was wiping tears out of his eyes.

“If you two are quite finished?”

“Sorry, Mother.” They both spoke in unison, just like when they were small.

Then, the doors opened, and Lord Anderson and his family entered. Loki’s eyes immediately went to Sigyn. To Loki’s surprise, she quickly sought him out and gave him a shy smile. Her hair looked almost black in the low light. She was dressed in light blue tonight with silver jewelry and embellishments. The dress was simple and flowed almost weightlessly to the floor. She was just as lovely as he remembered.

Loki heard Thor let out a low whistle.

“Will you please stop doing that?” Loki said, not taking his eyes off Sigyn.

“Apologies, Brother. But…damn. The Norns are truly smiling upon you.”

“Yes,” Loki replied without really thinking.

“Ah, Your Highnesses!” Lord Anderson bowed deeply. “Thank you, My Queen, for the hospitality.”

“Of course.”

“I see someone is feeling better.” Lord Anderson clasped Loki’s hand and gave it a firm shake.

“Yes, well, a good nap can work wonders,” Loki replied.

“The man rebounds quickly!” Lord Anderson winked at Sigyn and gave her a nudge with his elbow, “You will appreciate that once you are married.”

Sigyn smirked at Loki. He caught the glint of mischief in her eyes and felt his cock twitch.

“Erik! Mind yourself in front of the Queen. Apologies, Your Majesty.”  Lady Anderson stepped forward and curtsied. “All those years in the army have blunted his manners.”

“Think nothing of it.” Frigga waved her hand. “I am quite familiar with how men speak when they think we are not paying attention.”

“Who wants a drink before dinner?” Thor motioned toward the wet bar and took Lady Anderson’s arm. “My Lady?”

“Ah, you are reading my mind!” Lord Anderson followed suit and offered his arm to the Queen.

Loki and Sigyn remained behind.

“Sorry about my father, Your Highness. He is always trying to find new ways to embarrass me.”

Loki chuckled, “Your father and my brother will get along very well, it seems.”

She smiled, “Do not let me keep you from getting a drink.”

“Oh, no. I have had enough lately to last me a couple of lifetimes,” Loki smiled back.

Sigyn stepped closer to Loki’s side. She fiddled with her bracelet, not meeting his eyes. “You…you were away recently?”

“I was.” Loki kept his hands clasped behind his back. Her eyes met his when he said, “But I am back now, and I am not planning on leaving again anytime soon.”

“I am glad to hear it.” She reached up and plucked a piece of fluff from the arm of his tunic.

“Truly?” Loki followed her hand with his eyes as she let the fluff fall from her elegant fingers.

“Truly.” She clasped her hands together in front of her. Their eyes met again. She gave him a half smile. “Is the King ever on time for dinner? I am famished.”

Loki laughed, “Never.”

oOXOo

The King eventually arrived, and the group enjoyed a pleasant dinner, just the seven of them. It was a nice change of pace from eating in the dining hall. The conversation flowed easily. Lord Erik Anderson was boisterous but not obnoxiously so. He got along well with the King.

He was an excellent storyteller. He did make a few more jokes of a sexual nature with the intent of embarrassing Sigyn. Loki noted that she seemed unfazed by the remarks each time, even rolling her eyes at him at one point.

He was a large, barrel-shaped man. Not fat, but stout. Loki figured he looked like Thor would when he got to his age.

Lady Astrid Anderson was reserved. Sigyn got her beauty and grace from her mother. She was tall, and her figure was still youthful. Her frock showed off the ample curves of her breasts and hips and the flat plane of her stomach. Her face was graced with very few lines.

She asked Loki and Thor about growing up in the palace and which places in the nine realms were their favorites. Loki remembered they had lost two sons in battle and humored her as she focused her attention on the pair of princes.

Loki studied Sigyn every chance he got. She dug into her dinner with enthusiasm. Minding her table manners but not seeming to care about how much she ate, much unlike the ladies he was used to dining with, who barely ate their meals. She sipped her wine but favored her water goblet. She conversed with everyone, even the king, offering honest opinions and counterpoints.

Loki could tell she was just as educated as he was.  She was a good storyteller, just like her father, offering the group a tale of her last trip to Midgard, where she toured a sizeable indoor marketplace called a mall and watched a piece of drama that was projected onto a wall of canvas using light.

She would catch him staring at her from across the table and give him an authentic smile. What he saw in her eyes was genuine; he believed she looked happy to be here. Unless he was just fooling himself.

When Odin stood, signaling the end of dinner, everyone returned to the sitting room. The King and Queen took their leave first after some small talk. Loki grimaced involuntarily when he noticed the hungry look his mother gave his father as they made their way into the hallway.

‘I could have done without that.’ Loki thought.

“Are you feeling ill again, Your Highness?” Sigyn caught him by surprise.

“Oh,” Loki chuckled as he placed his hand on her lower back, “No, I was just remembering something unpleasant.” He quickly returned his hands behind his back. “I am feeling much better, thank you.”

Thor and His Lordship were back at the wet bar, trading stories of battles past and comparing scars.

“Would you ladies allow me to escort you back to your chambers?”

Lady Anderson looked impatiently at her husband, and he waved her on. “Don’t wait up for me, dear. I will be of no use to you this night.” Thor laughed, slapped him on the shoulder, and raised another glass of spirits.

“Honestly, Erik, we are in the presence of royalty.” She huffed and fiddled with her necklace. “Sigyn and I would be honored. Thank you, My Prince.”

“Of course, My Lady.” Loki led the women to the hallway and offered them each an elbow. He pointed out a few key pieces of art as they walked. When they reached the front doors of their guest chambers, Loki looked over and caught Sigyn staring at him.

“Thank you for the escort, Your Highness.” Lady Anderson curtsied. “We shall see you at the betrothal feast tomorrow night.”

“Rest well, My Ladies.” Loki nodded to the Lady as she made her way to the double doors.

“Come along, child,” she said as she noticed Sigyn made no move to release the prince’s arm.

“Might I take a moment, Mother?”

The Lady glanced between the pair and saw the surprise on Loki’s face. “Very well, but only a moment. I will be just inside,” she warned, shutting the door behind her.

Sigyn dropped her hand and moved to stand directly in front of Loki. She stood about half a head shorter than he did. ‘She is the perfect height to plant a kiss on her forehead.’ He imagined doing just that.

She played with her bracelet as she raised her eyes to him. “May I speak freely, Your Highness?”

“I would prefer it,” he replied, intrigued.

“You had me worried when I first arrived. Mother was beside herself, believing they had promised me to a drunkard. I was starting to believe the royal portraits I had seen of you were a farse, but your looks seem to be improving.” She grinned at him.

Loki laughed, “Oh, I am usually very swoon-worthy. Give me another day or two, and you will say that the royal painter did me no justice.”

He regarded her for a moment. “I… apologize, My Lady. I do not usually drink myself to illness. I did not handle the news of our betrothal in the most mature way. I regret that more than you can know.” He moved to place his hand on her arm but stopped himself at the last moment. “That is no reflection on you, My Lady. You are more lovely than I could have hoped for.”

“But?”

He hesitated. He was looking right into Sigyn’s big green eyes and was having trouble remembering what he was making such a fuss about.

“But I do not know if I am ready to be married.”

“I see,” Sigyn smiled at him, “You believe you will never have another day of fun once we are wed? That I will be demanding of all your precious time? That you will never get to spend time with your friends or brother again?”

Loki looked at his feet in response. Sigyn placed a finger under his chin and raised his head to look at her again. “I know that you know very little about me, and you have no reason to believe me, but I can assure you that I have no intention of forcing you to become someone you are not.”

Loki thought for a moment, not taking his eyes from hers. “How do you know that I am deserving of such grace? Hmmm? You know very little about me as well.”

“I know more than you think I do, Your Highness. Prince’s secrets are rarely secret.” She gave him a knowing smile and returned to fiddling with her bracelet.

“Is that so?” He smiled at her. She bit her lip. Loki felt a fire start in his body and let out a slow breath. He wanted to kiss her so badly.

“Lady Sigyn, tell me, what have you heard about me?” He gave her an innocent smile. He squeezed his hands tightly behind his back to avoid reaching for her.

She smirked and reached up to play with a lock of his hair. “A story for another time, perhaps. It is getting late, and my mother will drag me back inside by my ear if I do not make haste.”

Loki took her hand from his shoulder and kissed it. Then he kissed her palm and placed it on his cheek, holding it in place. He noticed her breaths pick up. Her chest rose and fell so temptingly. His skin was burning under her touch.

“Another time, then.” His voice was low and velvety, “Good night, My Lady.”

“Sweet dreams, My Prince.” Her eyes danced with mischief.

With that, Loki took his leave. Every cell in his body was aching to stay and stand beside her, but he forced himself to turn and stride quickly down the hall to the stairs.

By the time he returned to his apartment, he was grinning like a fool.

‘Pull yourself together, man.’ He chastised his reflection in the bathroom mirror. ‘She is just a woman. Just a woman, like all the rest.’ But he knew he was lying to himself as soon as he thought it. She was not just another woman. She was the woman.

She was intelligent, funny, and beautiful. ‘Could she feel the same way about me?’ he wondered. ‘You have known her less than a day. Quit acting like a schoolboy.” He scolded himself as he slipped into bed.

He rested there for a moment before he got back out again to look under his bed and check his wardrobe, just to be safe. Confident he was alone, he allowed himself to drift off to sleep.

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[avatarskywalker78]

Reposting the link to my flufftober 2021 series - and listing each one below if you want to pick and choose:

when i'm with you (everything's alright) - Agents of SHIELD, Daisy x Lincoln, Canon Compliant

time and time and time again - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip x Miranda, Pre-Canon

the life i've made (with you) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU

a family found (and forged anew) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend), Oliver Queen & Team Arrow, AU

come watch the stars (with me) - Agents of SHIELD & Avengers, Bobbi x Clint, Pre-Canon

to save a life (and fall in love) - The Flash, Hartmon, AU

with friends like these - The Avengers, Steve x Sharon, AU

love is stored in the pastry mix - Legends of Tomorrow, Ray x Nora, Ray x Nate, Nate ~ Nora

i can't give you my heart (because it's already yours) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

love and chaos (makes a family) - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip & Legends, AU

don't ever forget (you're part of us) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU

rest a while (and i'll be here) - Krypton, Segdam, AU

now that we're (finally together) - Legends of Tomorrow, Steelatom, AU

one good turn (deserves another) - Agent Carter, Peggy x Daniel, Jack x Sarah (OC), Post-Canon

together (we make our own light) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend - sequel to 4), Saracon & Merlyn Family, AU

guilty of (loving you) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, AU

home is where (my heart is) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

wardrobe change (or not) - Legends of Tomorrow, John & Sara, Constangreen, Canon Nudged To The Left

i love you (and i'm trying my best) - The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, John & Lemar, Pre-Canon

to tell the secrets (of my heart) - Thor, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU

being here (with you) - The Flash, Westhawne, Pre-Canon

how (not) to flirt - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

don't close (your heart off to me), Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Nudged To The Left

rain, rain (go away) - The Flash, Hartmon, Canon Nudged To The Left

family matters - Ace Attorney, Phoenix Wright & Others, Canon Nudged To The Left

cupcakes (and the bonds of friendship) - The Avengers, Steve & Bucky & Tony

a little (means a lot) - The Flash, Iris & Caitlin, Canon Compliant

i care (about you) - Legends of Tomorrow, Constangreen, AU

why don't you just (listen to your heart?) - The Flash, Thallen, AU

to rebuild (and reforge) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Compliant

a party (with family) - The Avengers, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU

[bubbleteycosplay]

What would you say is Sigyn's style when she is on earth? What's her fashion choice?

I've already made several posts about Marvel Sigyn, here's one of them ^^

I'm still working hard on Mythology Sigyn. But here's a little foretaste ^^

[annachum]

YES

Also some more examples of real ladies being silk hiding steel :

. Christine Daae - gentle, kind and brave, becomes an extra push for Raoul to become better, and a Ray of sunshine for the De Chagnys, also asks for help to flee from Phantom and does whatever she can to protect her Opera Garnier friends from Phantom. She is not one who fights at the frontlines, yet she js also brave as hell

. Cosette - gentle, kind and brave, becomes a symbol of hope, her acts of compassion to Eponine and her sibs gives them a big push to turn their lives around, and she helps nurse Marius back to health after the June Rebellion

. Cleopatra VII - charismatic, seductive, calm and manipulative. Can physically fight but often prefers to use her wit and schemes to get her means. Becomes very proficient in networking, hosting events and has a fabulous wardrobe. And has a retinue of ladies in waiting who often help her conduct her schemes.

. Borte - the chief wife of Genghis Khan may be gentle and seemingly sweet. But she is no pushover. Rising from being a shepherdess to first Empress of Mongol Empire, she is a beautiful blend of sophistication and deadly. With her widely dreaded conqueror husband, her 9 children who became formidable combatants, and her retinue of ladies in waiting and other co chief wives who help her to conduct her schemes, Borte is truly a force to be reckoned with. Oh, and she loves Mongol folk dancing and is committed to cultural patronage.

. Scheherazade - the Legendary Persian Queen is able to stop a whole ass Civil War without having to pick up a sword. Instead, she uses diplomacy and storytelling to do so. She also becomes an extra push for Shahryar to become better. And she also has a fabulous wardrobe and a team of ladies in waiting who often help her conduct her schemes.

. Sansa Stark - went from a naive Princess of the North to a wiser, stronger Queen of the North, Sansa Stark is an epitome of how one can achieve victories without having to pick up a sword. Even Brienne praised her for having a ' real lady's courage ', and she strives to be everything Cersei is not ( which becomes a key reason for her victories, really )

. Sigyn of Alfheim ( my Sigyn variant ) - although a valkyrie veteran, she becomes severely traumatized by the events of Valkyrie Massacre, and soon finds empowerment in being a real lady. She can physically fight, but becomes more often to opt to use her witsvand schemes to get her means in her post Valkyrie Massacre Eras. And she becomes a formidable as hell sorceress and strategist who can gain victories without having to pick up a sword. And for her to chose to become a real lady after Valkyrie Massacre is smart as hell, because she got more protection than when she was a valkyrie. So yeah, she went from a more wide eyed Valkyrie to a wiser, stronger Time Empress who is also an epitome of Silk Hiding Steel.

And that is just some of the examples of real ladies who are amongst epitome of Silk Hiding Steel

Femininity is a form of strength, not a weakness.

I'm getting so sick of major female characters in historical media being incredibly feisty, outspoken and public defenders of women's rights with little to no realistic repercussions. Yes it feels like pandering, yes it's unrealistic and takes me out of the story, yes the dialogue almost always rings false - but beyond all that I think it does such a disservice to the women who lived during those periods. I'm not embarrassed of the women in history who didn't use every chance they had to Stick It To The Man. I'm not ashamed of women who were resigned to or enjoyed their lot in life. They weren't letting the side down by not having and representing modern gender ideals. It says a lot about how you view average ordinary women if the idea of one of your main characters behaving like one makes them seem lame and uninteresting to you.

[loveloki555]

Sigyn - lifestyle as wife of mighy Emperor of Multiverse part 2

Own carriages

Own starships

Own glasshouses with butterflies

Own wardrobe rooms

Own vacation in beautiful places

[marvelmyriad]

@heroicmultitude "What am I supposed to do with all of this?" -to Loki from Sigyn

@hollustu

The god looked about the room that he had admittedly filled to the brim with different types of fabrics. He was actually quite proud of himself, having paid for everything. Where he had gotten the money wasn't so important...it had been given to a lovely elderly couple in exchange for nearly their entire store's worth of fabric.

"Well-...anything you want!" he stammered just slightly, put on the spot but still excited. He grinned and gestured with his arm out towards the material. "I know I've missed having a staff of royal seamstresses, I thought you likely felt the same. This way, we can use our magic to craft whatever we'd like ourselves without having to fuss about with chemical make-up and what-not to get the spell to work. We can create entire wardrobes in just minutes now."

[reine-sigyn]

Dress for Sigyn

[annachum]

Some drawings of TOTG Sigyn that I did

I think

In the myths

Aesir fashion be having Nordic motifs ( ofc )

Vanir fashion be having Slavic and Byzantine motifs

Alfheimr fashion be having Celtic and Catholic motifs

Nidavellir fashion be having Germanic and Holy Roman Empire motifs

Jotunn fashion be having Nordic and Arctic motifs

And Svartalfheimr fashion be having Nordic and Pictish motifs

I guess it's a similar case with in TOTG and Valhalla btw

TOTG Sigyn is born a Vanir Princess, later a Princess Consort of Asgard, and then a warlock in Nornheim in Ragnarok. So I mix Slavic, Byzantine and Nordic fashion elements in her wardrobe, mainly pink colors, floral elements and prettily embroidered cloaks

When she and Loki were in Asgard, they often adapt Aesir elements in their clothing. Yet after the deaths of Vali and Narvi, they burned down their old Aesir clothes and wear more of their home realms' fashions.

Aside from being a powerful sorceress, Sigyn is also talented in Weaving and embroidering and made several cloaks herself

Sophia of Byzantine, Helga from Vikings, Lucrezia Borgia, Margaery Tyrell and Queen Aurora are amongst my style inspos for TOTG Sigyn's fashions

Also Lana Del Rey is a face model of mine for TOTG Sigyn. I also imagine her to sound kinda like Lana Del Rey in spades

I think a song that can fit TOTG Sigyn is Carmen by Lana Del Rey

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‘ i don’t think odin would wear that much green... ’

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Chapter Eighteen: Home

Summary: Loki and Sigyn decide where they are going to live after the wedding. The sexy stuff starts after the second break.

Word Count: 4800

Rating: Explicit for smut

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+

*Minors DNI*

Tags: Explicit descriptions of hand stuff

Chapter Index

“There are many empty apartments available. To avoid touring all of them, why don’t you tell me what you are hoping for.” Fredrik, the head of household management, dipped his quill in his ink and smoothed his parchment out before him.

Loki and Sigyn exchanged a look. They sat across the desk from him. The Queen and Lady Anderson were seated on the settee against the wall. “Well,” Loki started, “most importantly, would be space for my beloved’s many dresses and shoes.” Sigyn rolled her eyes at him.

“Many of the newly renovated spaces have had closets added. So, we are not limited to wardrobes anymore. Easy enough. What else?” Fredrik scribbled a note on the parchment.

“Bright, lots of windows and light. South facing, perhaps? With a large balcony, if possible?” Sigyn looked to Loki.

“Sounds lovely. I would also like a large dining area open to the lounge.”

“Large dining…” Fredrik scratched the parchment, “Table size? Six? Eight?”

“Twelve, minimum.” Loki said, “Sixteen to twenty being optimal.”

“Very large, got it.”

“Indeed.”

“Excuse me, Fredrik, but are you familiar with modern Midgardian bathrooms?” Sigyn asked.

“Yes, My Lady.” Fredrik looked up from his desk and smiled at her. “If that is what you desire, I have just the apartment for you to tour.” He placed his quill down and sat back in his chair. “Newly renovated, bright, open, and spacious, four bed chambers, five bathrooms, an office with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, separate servants’ entrance, very modern. Would you like to see it?”

Sigyn bounced in her seat and looked at Loki, “Can we? Do you have time?”

“Of course, my love. Let us go.”

Fredrik gathered his notes, selected a golden keyring from its hook on the wall, and led everyone to the hallway. “We are headed to the top floor. Follow me.”

“If you do not mind,” the Queen said, “I need to talk to Lady Anderson privately. Loki, can you escort Sigyn to my garden when you finish here?”

“Of course, Mother.”

“But…” the Lady motioned towards Loki and Sigyn.

“They will be fine.” Frigga waved dismissively, “Besides, it is quite a long walk just to see some big empty rooms. I would much rather like to see it once it is furnished. Come with me to my garden. We can talk and wait for them there.”

“Right. Of course, Your Majesty.”

They bowed as the women headed off in the opposite direction. Fredrik led the way, the key ring jangling from the clasp on his belt. Sigyn clung to Loki’s arm with both hands, and he would occasionally pepper her forehead with kisses throughout their journey.

“This is the same wing of the palace my parents live in,” Loki stated as they passed pair after pair of guards stationed throughout.

“Yes, Your Highness. Their chambers are on the North side, and we are headed to the South side.” Fredrik said as he made a sharp right turn.

They walked a little further before Fredrik stopped in front of a nondescript door. “This is the closest nursery to the unit,” he opened the door and stepped inside, “if you will be requiring one.” The couple followed him inside. “It has not been used in quite some time. It would need some updating.”

“Hmmm.” Sigyn looked around, “This is depressing.”

Loki opened one of the doors to a bed chamber and looked inside.

“The windows face the courtyard, so it does get some light. There are rooms for two nannies and a wet nurse, a large bathroom, and enough space for four to six children,” Fredrik supplied.

“Hmmm…” Sigyn said again.

“Give me some notes before the first blessed event, and I can have my team get started with any changes.”

“Right. I will think about it.” She gave Fredrik a small smile.

Loki placed his hand on the small of Sigyn’s back and led her out into the hall. He kissed her lightly on her forehead before taking her hand in his and catching up to Fredrik.

The apartment was opulent. The front double doors were gold-plated. Inside was a small foyer with a cloak closet on one side and a small alcove with shelves on the other. The living and dining areas were open to the second floor. The back wall was made entirely of glass windows and doors that led out to the extra-wide balcony. The floors and pillars were marble.

An office had glass-paned double doors with gold hardware. A sweeping marble staircase ran up to the second floor.

Fredrik opened the double doors with a flourish and walked to the center of the great room. “Open living and dining area, three guest rooms on the second floor, each with a private bathroom, and…” he walked over to the fireplace, “just look at this beautiful work of art.” He ran his hand along the mantel. “I can picture your family portrait right here on this wall.” He gestured above the fireplace.

Loki wrapped his arm around Sigyn’s waist and looked down at her as she took it all in. “This is beautiful.”

Fredrik opened the double doors to the office, “Plenty of space here for a large desk and chairs.” Mahogany floor-to-ceiling bookcases lined the left and right walls. The back wall curved outward, and there was one step up to a raised floor for the desk to reside. “We can paint these two walls whichever color you choose, Your Highness.” He motioned to the front and back walls.

Loki released Sigyn and stepped up onto the raised section of the floor. He ran a hand along the bowed wall, and it immediately turned to a rich forest green. “This goes quite well with the mahogany, don’t you think?” He stepped back to admire his handiwork.

“Perfect.” Sigyn beamed at him.

Loki waved his hand, and the illusion disappeared. “This will do nicely as a home office. What else can you show us, Fredrik?”

“Follow me, Your Highness, My Lady.” He led them to the balcony next. The doors were extra tall, opening out to the large stone terrace. It was wide and ran the length of the apartment. “This is a corner unit, so the balcony wraps around to access the main bed chamber. Look at this view.”

Sigyn ran to the balustrade and looked out over the expansive south lawn of the palace. “Oh, Loki, look! There is the hedge maze. And look at the fountains and the topiaries. They look so small from up here.” 

He walked up to her slowly, admiring the shape of her body in the dusty rose-colored dress she wore. Her hair was loose this day, parted down the middle with a dainty crystal barrette on each side, pinning her hair back behind her ears. He slid one hand around her waist and placed the other hand on top of hers on the railing. She pressed herself back into his body. “Do you love it?”

He kissed her temple, “Yes, I do.” He ran his thumb over her knuckles a few times, then ran his fingertips up her forearm. Goosebumps rose on her arms, and she shivered. Loki smirked as she turned around and pressed herself against the length of his body. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I think I will enjoy having you on this balcony, in broad daylight, hearing you moan my name as it echoes across the lawn.”

She dug her nails into his tunic and rubbed her thighs together. “Do not tease me, Your Highness.”

“Would you like to see the bedrooms next?” Fredrik asked from the doorway.

“Ah, you are reading my mind,” Loki answered without looking away from Sigyn. She licked her lips and accepted Loki’s hand as he led her back inside.

The primary bed chamber was almost as large as the living room. It also had a massive fireplace and glass-paneled doors to the balcony. 

“As you can see, there is plenty of space for a sofa and chairs in front of the fire. You could place your bed along this wall and have a view of the balcony or along this wall and look at the fireplace. These walls are extra soundproof.” He gave the wall a few bangs with his fist. “But the best part, through these doors, is the en suite you hoped for.” Fredrik opened the doors wide.

Sigyn’s eyes immediately went to the giant sunken bathtub in the back corner. Then to the large glass shower in the other corner. A long bathroom vanity with two sinks and a hair and make-up vanity lined the back wall. The other wall had three doors along it. Everything was bright, marble with gold fixtures.

Sigyn squealed as she kicked off her shoes and ran to the bathtub. She got in and threw open the large window above it. Loki laughed out loud as she sat in the empty tub, fully clothed, and exclaimed, “My stars! This tub is spacious enough for four of me! Loki, come see.”

Loki was still laughing as he said, “I see, sweetling.”

Fredrik opened the shower door and stepped inside, “Steam shower with multiple showerheads, bench, shampoo shelf. Plenty of room for two.” He wagged his eyebrows as he exited. “His and hers walk-in closets just over there.”

Sigyn squealed again as she made her way out of the tub with a hand from Loki. She ran to the first door to find a small room containing the toilet and bidet. “Oh, clever.” She shut the door and opened the next one and found a large closet with a few rods for hangers, built-in dresser drawers, a shelf for boots, and a valet stand. “This one must be yours, love.”

She opened the third door and started bouncing on the balls of her bare feet. This closet was three times larger than the last one. In the back was a three-sided full-length mirror. There were shelves for shoes, built-in dressers, a built-in jewelry case, and row after row of rods for hanging dresses. She walked into the closet and ran her hands over every surface. She squealed and bounced again, unable to contain her excitement.

“We’ll take it,” Loki told Fredrik as he grinned widely at Sigyn.

“Did you want to have a look at the upstairs bed chambers?” he asked.

“No,” Loki held his open palm to Fredrik, “Keys.”

Fredrik fumbled at the clasp on his belt, unhooked the keyring, and placed it in Loki’s hand.

“I will return these to you later. Leave us.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“My betrothed and I wish to discuss furniture options. In private. Go back to your office. I will drop off the keys and notes for any changes we wish to make later.” Loki ushered Fredrik to the front door.

“I appreciate your time today, good sir. And if anyone asks, you were with us the entire time.” He shoved two gold coins into his palm.

“Yes, Your Highness.” He bowed. “Thank you.”

oOXOo

Loki locked the door behind Fredrik. The ‘click’ of the lock echoed loudly through the ample space. He turned and sauntered out of the foyer. A devilish grin widened as he saw Sigyn leaning on the bedroom doorframe.  He spun the keyring around his finger as he slowly stalked across the vast room.

“Furniture options, huh?”

“Mm-hmm,” Loki smirked and dropped the keys into his pocket.

“Our mothers are expecting us in the garden.” Her heart rate was picking up.

“I bought us some time.” Loki walked to where Sigyn stood and kissed the back of her hand.

“I would like to right a wrong that I caused. If you would permit me, My Lady.” He kissed her palm and her wrist. He then ran his lips lightly over the skin from her wrist to the crook of her arm and back again.

“You have caused no wrongdoing to my knowledge.” She watched as he placed a feather-light kiss on the tips of each of her fingers.

“Did you not have to retire to your room and pleasure yourself with your own hand after our lunch date?”  He put the tip of her index finger to his lips and licked the pad of her finger.

“Mmmm, yes. But…” he added her middle finger to the onslaught of kitten licks, “can I tell you a secret?”

“You can tell me anything.” He put her first two fingers into his mouth, closed his eyes, and sucked on them whorishly.

“That was not the first time I put my hands on my body and imagined they were yours.”

His eyes shot open. Sigyn used her free hand to slide the strap of her dress over her shoulder, letting it slip down her arm slowly until most of her breast was exposed. Only her nipple remained hidden behind the structured fabric.

“Touch me, Loki.”

He obeyed.

More gently than he wanted to, he slid the other strap over her shoulder and let the top of her dress pool at her waist.

His hands squeezed her hips, as he stared at the gentle slope of her full breasts. Her nipples peaked, anticipating his attention. A rose pink contrasted against her tanned skin.

‘No sun lines...’

He groaned and palmed her breasts. Resting his thumbs on her sternum, he kneaded them upwards and lowered his mouth to one of her waiting nipples. He drew it in deep, his jaw opened wide; needing to get as much of her in his mouth as he could. He sucked on her and moaned as large hands massaged her.

“Loki…”

He tore himself away from her breast and landed on her mouth. A frenzy of teeth and tongues and lips.

He walked her backward until her back was pressed against the wall.

Loki embraced her and kissed her deeply as he ran his large hands over the bare skin of her back. She was pulling and tugging futilely on his tunic, trying to bring it over his head, but his arms were like a steel cage around her.

“Please, Loki,” she breathed in between kisses. He reluctantly released her, only long enough to pull his tunic off and throw it to the ground. He was rewarded when he felt their bare chests come together. The skin-to-skin contact sent heat through his entire body. Sigyn’s soft hands ran over his back and shoulders. “Yes,” she moaned, “Oh Gods, yes.”

Loki ran one hand through her hair and held the back of her head as he kissed her. His other hand massaged her breast and rolled her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Sigyn’s hands traced every dip and curve of his body that she could reach.

He pulled back slightly so he could take each breast in hand again. She made a quiet whimper of protest as he broke their kiss. “I want to see you.” He told her as he took a step back. She instinctively moved to cover herself with her arm, but Loki gently took her hand in his, “By the Norns, Sigyn, you are so lovely.” He whispered as he drank in the sight of her, exposed to him from the waist up.

He reached over and gently ran his index finger around the emerald stud above her navel. “Does this hurt?”

“No. Initially, yes. But not anymore.”

“It is pretty.”

“Thank you.”

He put both hands on her waist, slid them up to her breasts, and kneaded her gently. “These are very pretty as well.”

Sigyn laughed, “You can thank my parents for those.”

“I think I will; the next time I see them together, I will say: ‘My Lord, My Lady, thank you for fucking and creating the most beautiful, perfect woman ever to have drawn breath in the Nine.’’

Sigyn giggled, “Ewww.” She playfully slapped his shoulder. “You know how to kill the mood.”

“Once again, you have distracted me from my mission.” He grinned at her as he released one of her breasts to wrap an arm around her waist.

“Oh, yes. Of course, the mission.” She had one arm around his waist, and the other hand was running over his chest. “What exactly was today’s mission again?” She kissed his neck and shoulder.

He traced her cheekbone with the tip of his nose and whispered close to her ear, “I want to make you come, sweetling.”

Sigyn’s knees almost gave out. A tight pulling sensation started low in her belly. He placed a hand on the side of her neck and gave her tiny kisses under her ear. “I want my hands to bring you pleasure. Would that be all right with you?”

“Oh, Loki…” She wrapped her arms around his neck and crashed her lips onto his. He kissed her until she was panting and breathless, then grabbed handfuls of her chiffon dress until it was up to her thighs. He hooked one of her legs around his waist and pressed her more firmly into the wall. He held her leg up by the knee with one hand and rubbed her thigh with the other.

“Tell me to stop, and I will.”

“Please do not stop.” She kissed him deeply.

Loki continued to kiss her urgently as he slowly stroked her with his fingers over the top of her panties. The fabric was hot and damp. He wanted to throw her to the ground and fuck her senseless right there on the bare floor. But he took a few deep breaths to calm himself and refocus on his task. Today was to be about her.

He slipped his hand into the waistband of her panties and cupped her naked sex with his palm. He left it there and kissed her sweetly for a few minutes. Watching her face for resistance, he slowly began tracing his index finger back and forth along the cleft of her sex.

Sigyn closed her eyes and rested her forehead against his shoulder, relishing the tender affection of his gentle finger. He pulled his hand away just long enough to wet his middle and index fingers in his mouth. He pulled her knee wider and pressed into it with his hip as he slid his hand back into her panties. He nudged his first two fingers to her entrance. He massaged her clit a few times with his thumb before he slowly pushed his fingers inside.

She let out a long low moan as his long fingers moved into her. The sound reverberated around the large empty room.

That sound alone almost made Loki come undone, not to mention the wet hot heat that encircled his fingers. He paused for a moment to regain control of himself. He breathed in the scent of her shampoo as he rested his head against hers.

'Today is for her. Focus,’ he reminded himself.

He slowly pulled his fingers back and then pushed in again. He pulled them out once more and used the slickness there to lubricate her clit before pushing them inside of her again. He slowly started pumping his fingers more rhythmically as he gently added pressure to her clit with his thumb.

“Is this okay? Sigyn, look at me, sweetling.”

Her eyes were still closed as she lifted her forehead from his shoulder; her lips were parted. “Please do not stop.” She panted as she opened her eyes. Her pupils were blown wide. She wrapped both arms around his neck and kissed him desperately. She started rocking her hips forward, matching his rhythm. She abruptly broke their kiss, “Ahh.” She squeezed her eyes closed tightly. “More, please… ahh.”

He moved his hand faster and made gentle circles around her swollen bud with his thumb. “Does that feel good, pretty girl?”  She nodded wordlessly as she matched his pace with her hips.

The sounds echoing around the room were downright obscene. Loki was on the verge of losing control again. The stimulus on his senses was overwhelming. She was so tight and warm around his fingers. He tried not to think about his cock inside of her, but he could not help himself. His rhythm faltered only slightly as a shudder rocked through his entire body.  A sticky, wet heat spread slowly in his trousers.

Her moans started becoming more wanton. “Yes, Loki… don't stop…” She was clinging to his shoulders. “Don’t stop… so close…”

“Are you going to come for me, pretty girl?” Eyes closed, she nodded. “Use your words, kitten.”

“I… ahh… ahh…”

“Look at me, sweetling. Let me see your pretty face.”

She raised her head and looked into his eyes, “Lo…ki…” Her hips stuttered pace, and Loki felt her walls flutter before her pelvic muscles clamped onto his fingers. Her cunt pulsed. Her head fell back, her mouth opened in a silent scream, and her fingers curled on his shoulders, dragging her nails across his smooth skin.

“That’s a good girl, coming undone on my fingers. You come so prettily, kitten.” He slowed his pace, easing her from her ecstasy and stroking her languidly.

Sigyn’s legs were shaking, her heart racing; she was panting. “Oh… oh fuck…”

Loki gently pulled his hand out of her panties and hoisted her other leg around his hip so that both legs were wrapped around his waist. He held her up by her bottom as he pressed her into the wall. He kissed her neck and shoulders, “Are you all right, sweetling?”

Sigyn let out a breathy laugh, “I am a mess. That was,” she shook her head, “That was intense.” She arched her back to press her chest into his, “Thank you, love.”

“My pleasure, My Lady.” He kissed her deeply.

“Let me…” she ran her hands over his shoulders, chest, and abs to the top of his trousers. “Let me make you feel good too.”

“Today was for you, my sweet. Seeing you come undone did make me feel good.”

She tugged at his laces. “Let's make today about us. I want to.”

“There will be plenty of time for that another day.” He pulled her away from the wall, walked her to the center of the room, and spun her around. “This is the room where we will make our babies,” he added, trying to distract her.

She looked around the large room, a broad smile on her face. “We could start today. The wedding is soon enough.”

Loki laughed and shook his head. “When I make love to you for the first time, you will be my wife. And it will be in a bed, not up against a wall or on a bare floor. And it will not be hasty. I want to cherish you how you deserve to be honored.”

“Oh Loki,” She kissed him sweetly, “I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetling.”

“You can set me down now, love.”

“Are you sure?”

She giggled, “No.” She kissed him deeply, pressing into his body and wiggling her bottom in his hands.

“Minx!” Loki laughed as he gently guided Sigyn’s bare feet back to the floor.

Still topless, she curtsied, “Apologies, Your Highness. Your presence makes me want to misbehave.”

He cupped her chin in his hand, “So it is my fault that you are so wanton?”

“Entirely.” She grinned up at him, but not before noticing the wet spot on the fabric of his trousers. A pang of guilt wracked through her. She stood and wrapped her arms around his waist. She started kissing his neck as he ran his large hands over the bare skin of her back. “I want to kiss you.”

Loki placed one hand on her cheek and kissed her mouth sweetly. She kissed him back briefly before whispering, “I want to kiss you, Loki.”

“You are kissing me, sweetling.”

“No, I want to kiss you here.” She moved her hand and stroked him through his trousers. Loki’s breath caught in his throat. She felt his cock stirring beneath her fingers. “Let me make you feel good too.”

He struggled internally; he felt greedy for wanting this. Her gentle fingers kept teasing his cock. “Ok,” he lamented, he unfastened his trousers, and his cock sprang forward, “Like this.” He guided her hand back to his length.

“But I want to taste you.” Sigyn pouted as she took him in hand.

Loki groaned, “Ah… there will be time for that another day. Just your hand today, sweetling. Mmmm… fair is fair. Oh…”

Her caresses were gentle, like a breeze on his skin. Her tender touch was thrilling. It was a stark contrast to the aggressive way he handled himself. She started slowly, savoring the way he felt in her hand, warm and heavy. She slowly increased her pace, enjoying the little sounds of pleasure he was making. Soon he was panting.

“You have the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. Look at you. So big and thick. I can barely get my hand around you.”

“Uh… uh… ah… S-Sigyn.” He had one hand on her shoulder, and the other was playing with her breast.

She stroked him with one hand and ran the other over his hip to squeeze his ass. “My Gods, Loki. I cannot wait to feel this inside me. Buried deep inside me. I wonder if I will be able to take it all.”

“Oh, ffffuck…S-Sig...” He started bucking his hips as she picked up her pace.

“You have never looked more handsome than you do right now. Lost in your pleasure. On the verge of making a mess in my hand.”

He released her breast, took her head in both hands and pulled her into a kiss. He kissed her urgently, desperately. She kept up her pace as Loki groaned into her mouth. She felt his cock throb in her hand before she felt a wet heat streak across her bare belly.

She grinned against his lips. “There you go. Well done, my love.” She eased her rhythm as Loki’s body shuddered beside her.

“You have a filthy little mouth on you, kitten.” He pulled back slightly to look at her.

“Oh, you have no idea.” She grinned up at him, her mischief dancing in her eyes. “I cannot wait until we do not have to sneak around to be alone. You will be so grateful that I have such a filthy little mouth.” She winked at him and squeezed his balls.

Surprised, he jumped a little as he stared at her in disbelief, “By the Norns, Sigyn… I never believed that I would ever meet my match. But here you are. Standing right in front of me with my manhood in your hands.”

Sigyn kissed him again and took a step back. “Can you please stop ogling and magic me clean, Your Highness?”

“Let me enjoy my handiwork first, woman.” he grinned. He stared at her half-naked body and the mess he left on her as he fastened his trousers. “Come here.” He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her as a shimmer of green light flowed over the both of them.

“Thank you, love.” Sigyn moved to pull her dress back up, but Loki stopped her.

“Do not be so hasty. Allow me to say a proper goodbye.” Sigyn laughed as Loki took both of her breasts in each hand again. “Until we meet again.” He kissed the right one and rubbed his thumb over her nipple. “Goodbye for now.” He kissed the left one and gave it a quick squeeze.

“You are too much,” she said as she pulled the dress back up and slid her arms into the straps. She returned to the bathroom to retrieve her shoes and adjust her breasts in her dress as she looked in the mirror. “Not a hair out of place.” She studied her reflection. “If you could teach me how to do that, it would save me so much time getting ready.”

Loki was tugging his tunic back on as he walked up behind her. “If you promise to spend all that extra time on me, I would be tempted to.” He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. They stared at each other’s reflections in the mirror.

Sigyn took a deep breath, “This apartment is way too big for just the two of us.”

“It will not be just the two of us forever. I don't know about you, but I do not like the idea of our babies down the hall in that dark old nursery.”

“Oh, Loki, I was thinking the same thing.” She turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist. “You would be all right with them living here with us?”

“We certainly have the space for them here. If they sleep in their own cots and we keep our bed for just the two of us, nothing would make me happier.”

“You say that now. Have you ever spent time with a baby?”

“They are tiny and powerless. How hard could it be?” He shrugged.

Sigyn shook her head as she suppressed a laugh, “We had better get going.”

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