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jloves-pp · 6 years ago

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Merida and Hiccup’s wedding day-part 3

Chapter 3

The princess was just outside her home. Merida knew in the back of her mind that they knew she had gone. She had thought of a plan, it was to return Angus to his stable, get to her room without being seen and change into her wedding dress. She jumped off the saddle then led her horse to the stable before anyone noticed, Merida's thought her plan was working but when they made it to the stable she heard someone cry out...

"There she is"

Merida turned and was mobbed by the female servants, the poor princess couldn't find a way out, the women called and shouted to her all at once, she couldn't understand what was being said it was just a big noise, it felt overwheming until a familiar voice shouted,

"Hey everyone back off. Do any of you want to be in jail for attacking your princess? I thought not, so all of you back off. Especially you"

Merida sighed in relief to hear her friend Ruffnut and the crowd slowly started to back away. She could see Ruffnut, Astrid and her mum coming near. As the two viking girls stood between Merida and the crowd, Elinor hugged her daughter.

"I'm Sorry that I went out" Merida apologised

"No need, I thought you would "her mum replied. "Sorry about this, ( Elinor glanced at the crowd of women and lifted her eyes to the sky) I am sure you all have things you have to do". The women reluctantly began to dispurse.

"Is Hiccup awake?" Merida asked, she didn't ask if he was back yet! because she didn't want anyone to worry"

"Well, he just come back on Toothless" Astrid said looking over her shoulder "He's probably getting dressed now"

"As should too dear" Elinor added "now let's get you washed and dressed" but then the servants called out and began to move closer to the princess.

Merida stood still, took the breath in and shouted "SHUT IT"

Everyone stopped and it went very quiet, Merida cleared her throat, straightend up and looked at the crowd.

"I thank you all and I do appreciate your help" she began as calmly and as controlled as she could be "but I really wish my mother to help me dress today"

Merida felt something touch her shoulder, she turned the see her mum smiling thoughtfully at her. The queen looked at the women "now everyone, back to your work. Maudie, please get some food for Merida"

The group bowed and left to continue their work.

"Oh Angus needs brushing" Merida remember.

"Don't worry, we'll clean him" Astrid said. Merida thanked her and Ruffnut before her mum took her to get ready.

Hiccup had finish getting dressed. He wore a clean green skirt, boot , he also had on a kilt with the DunBroch colours. Not only was he to marry Merida, but he would be at part of the clan, he would wear the kilt but he wanted to wear trousers underneath it as he usually did, With the help of his bride, Hiccup was allowed to wear trousers, his father in law had allowed this bend with tradition.

Hiccup look at himself in the mirror. sighing deeply, feeling uncomfortable. He then heard Toothless growling he turned to see the dragon smile with his gums showing made the Viking laugh softly which made him feel better.

Hiccup wasn't done yet, he put his belt over the kilt, he notice his old helmet on his desk. Slowly picking up the helmet he remembered his dad had given him it and that was so awkward. Hiccup could smile not at that memory. He missed his dad; he wished that Stoick was here to be a part of the wedding. He remembered when Hiccup, Merida and Toothless stumbled across his mum, and Stoick, Elinor and Gobber had tried to find them. It was wonderful seeing both his parents together but it ended badly when Drago attacked and Stokie died after saving both his son and future daughter in law.

The former cheif had met Merida years ago and said that he couldn't have made a better choice for his wife, maybe because she seamed more Viking than he was.

He was still staring at the helmet when he heard the door being opened. It was his mum.

"Sorry I thought you were done" Valka said as she close the door.

"No but I'm nearly done, how do I look?" Hiccup asked his mum.

"Like a prince" she with a proud smile " and me?"

"You look great mum" he replied, he held up his hands, she smiled and gave a twirl.

"Well I never wore anything this fancy before" she laugh " if I had this on my wedding, your father wouldn't have said his vows"

Valka noticed the sad look cross her son's face.

"Mum I wish dad was here, he wished for this day since me and Mer were together" Hiccup admitted as he stared at the floor.

"I miss him too, I know he would be as proud of you as I am" he heard his mum say softly as she place her hand to his cheek. Hiccup pressed into her hand.

"Thanks mum" he said and added "was dad nervous on your wedding day?"

She thought about it before saying "well, yes. I never seen him sweat so much, even as we said our vows the only thing he could say was, I...like...er"

Hiccup and Toothless tried to control their laugher " was dad really like that?" he said after he was done laughing.

"Yes, he told me later that he was so scared he lost his words" Valka laughed.

Hiccup took in a deep breath before he said " mum, I'm still worried about today"

"It's normal to be nervous on your wedding. I was and I know Merida is as well" his mum said comforting her son.

"I know, Everything is so perfect, that I fear something will happen"

"Like what?"

"I don't know, the world ending".

The Viking woman let out a soft laugh at this "it's just nerves Hiccup and it's making you think the worst. Your fears shouldn't stop your happiness"

Hiccup knew his mum was right. Even if he was nervous, his and his wife's happiness was more important than everything.

"Oh, I all most forgot" he heard Valka saying, Hiccup noticed something wrapped in a cloth on his bed that hadn't been there before, Valka unraveled the cloth he saw an old sword that looked like it had been in hundreds of wars.

"It's usually a fathers job to do this but I wanted to perform this tradition" Valka picked up the sword, she then held the weapon with both hands. "This sword had been in the Haddock family for centuries, past down from father to son. Your dad give me this on are wedding day and ask me to hold on to it so I we could pass it down to the son we both wished for. Now Hiccup I give this to you" she handed the ancient weapon to her son.

The young Viking studied the sword, every Haddock mans first son had held this sword and now the weapon was in Hiccup's hands. His father must have used it at least once, this thought reminded him of his father and a particular awkward conversation that he would never forget. Now he could smile fondly at the memory. He sighed and slid the sword into his scabbard and put his helmet on his head.

"My young man" Valka softy commented, seeing her son remembering him as a tiny baby to the dragon rider he was now. Hiccup turned to his mother and they embraced in a mutual bear hug "I'll see you at the ceremony" she said before giving him a kiss on his cheek and leaving quickly.

The groom turned to his dragon who purred to him.

"Well, ready bud?" Hiccup said and Toothless replied with a growl. Just before they left, Hiccup rubbed his pendant, not knowing that his princess was rubbing her pendant at the same time.

The pendants was made by Hiccup to replace the wooden one he had give Merida (that was his mother's) on the first week they had met, but it was broken in pieces when Hiccup told them the Vikings were made two metal pendants with a design of a bear and dragon, which had become their symbol, he had given Merida her pendant when the treaty was made.

Merida was sitting as Elinor who was carefully braiding her long and ever curly hair. Her hair had grown a lot longer over the years, so she would braid it so sticks, leaves and other things wouldn't get tangled in it.

As the queen was doing her daughter's hair, she asked

"Merida, have I ever told you how I met your father?"

"No"

"Well I was 16 when I was told I was to marry the only son of a neighbouring tribe, even though I never met him. I yelled at my parents saying I will have nothing to do with the marriage of this man"

"You?" Merida interned. She always thought her mum would have just gone along with the marriage with no fuss.

" I went off to clear my mind, I just sat down to rest when I heard a commotion near by. I went to investigate until I saw a boy, trapped in a net hanging in a tree. He asked me to cut him down which I did, he told me after that he wanted to trap a bear for no one had done it before. It would have worked if a squirrel didn't come along to take lunch."

The princess let out a small chuckle at that.

"We ended up talking and getting to know each other, we said goodbye when the sun was setting. After that we met up everyday but I didn't tell him about my family, knowing if I did, he would be bowing and calling me your highness" The queen said which made Merida remember when Hiccup found out about her being a princess, he had bowing like crazy, Merida smiled at this.

"I told him I was engaged to someone and he told me that he also engaged. He had never met her but he was to marry her, I felt sorry for him and jealous if I was honest. I really wished he was marrying me because I had fallen in love with him" Elinor admitted.

"Marrying dad?" Merida said smiling, she knew that her mum was talking about her dad. The queen returned the smile before continuing with her story.

"Well after a month or so on the day the neighbouring tribe was visiting my home and I just wanted the earth to swallow me whole, that's how much I didn't want to be there. I was to meet the man I would marry, but to my surprise that it turned to be your father, needless to say he was shocked as much as I, then our parents found out that we had already met. I think they were relieved we liked each other" Elinor sighed as she finished the curly braid after a moment she said "Your father said to me he was glad that he was to be married to me and then he kissed me for the first time"

This was the first time Merida had heard their story. She had always seen her parents showing their affections to each other, it made sense now because they were a love match just like her and Hiccup.

"There, perfect" her mum said finishing Merida's braid. The princess stood up and Elinor held a small mirror, she really like it, mostly because it was not too tight and some of the wild curls were still allowed to stick out.

After adding the final touches. Merida look an actual princess in her wedding dress. The dress was simple with the only detail at the bottom showing a hand stitched image of a bear and a dragon. She had green shash that nearly reach the floor. And matching green shoes that had a secret in them. It was tradition for the bride to put a coin in one of her shoes, Merida knew she would be annoyed if she could feel the coin knocking against her foot all day, she told her husband to be about this, and a few day later Hiccup showed her he made a coin shaped holes in her shoe. The final part was Merida's crown, that Elinor carefully place the crown on Merida's head.

"Oh, your look absolutely beautiful" Elinor softly said after she stood back to see her child better.

Merida beamed and twirled, she heard those words before but at least she can breath and move.

Months ago, her mum had shown her wedding dress to Merida, but to Elinor horror the dress was eating away by moths and stained. Elinor cried and hugged her dress she said it was her dream for her daughter to wear it her big day. Merida had hugged and comforting her mum. Then she worked on a design and made her own wedding dress and made the dress herself. After a few weeks she reveal her finish dress to her mum, Valka, Astrid and Ruffnut, they all loved it, especially her mother.

"Merida, I wanted to tell you this years ago but I never did. So I think this is the right time to tell you" Elinor took a breath and calmly began " Merida, all the things me and your father have done was because we love you and wanted give you things we never had, I thought you just needed to listen... But you weren't the only one who needed to listen. Back then, I did what I alway knew what was expected of royalty. You maybe a princess but you're also a grand archer, a fearless warrior and a wonderfully daughter."

Merida felt a tear pass down her face as she smiled she felt such love for her mum.

"I know I've said a princess strives for perfection but now I really want is for you to find happiness...that and grandchildren"

"Mum!" Merida laughed at the last part.

After letting out her own laugh the Queen finished by said

"and you couldn't pick a better choice for husband than Hiccup"

Elinor then noted Merida slightly turning her head and sighing. "What's wrong, sweetheart" she asked softly, Elinor could see something was clouding her daughter's mind. Since the bear incident, the two were more open with one another. If Merida needed advice on things, most with her relationship with Hiccup. Merida felt upset that she needed to tell her mum.

"Mum, do you worry about change?" Merida asked

"Change?" Elinor questioned

"I mean if someone you care for, began to change into someone you don't even recognise" the princess thought that maybe this wasn't a good idea.

"Are you worry about Hiccup" Elinor asked softly, Merida slowly nodded in agreement.

Her mum thought for a bit before looking in her daughter's eyes, taking her hands she said reassuringly " the future isn't written in stone, even if someone tries they maybe wrong. People don't change over night and you both had change alright"

Elinor chould see a bit of confusion in Merida's face so she continued "even since you and Hiccup met, you've become better people, you've given each other something like you're calmer and more caring and he's stronger mentally and physically.

Merida bit her lip, Elinor could tell that Merida was still unsure.

"But if your still worried, we can call off the wedding"

"What? No!" the redhead cried out, shaking her head. "I can't just throw it away, you're planned it for months, everyone is so excited and I love Hiccup so much. He means the world to me"

"And that's why the both of you have a strong relationship, your love is like fire that will never be extinguish"

Hearing her mum's supportive words, she felt hopeful. She and Hiccup being together was what they had been looking forward to so much for years. They beat their enemies, saved lifes, it was their love that brought their lands together. She shouldn't fear what could be, they would always have strength to work things out.

The Princess gave her mum a hug.

"I love you mummy" Merida murmured

Elinor returned the warm hug, even if her daughter was a grown woman now, she will always be her little girl " I love you too" Elinor said and gave a motherly kiss on Merida's head. The Queen smiled, picked up Merida's bouquet and handed to the Princess. In the bouquet were thistles, bluebells, oslos and heathers, all tied together with a tartan ribbon.

"Well, we better be off. There is a young groom waiting for his bride" Elinor said with smile. She headed to the door, turned and saw Merida looking round her room. This had been her room since she was small, so many memories were here, some good, she thought she would miss this room, she knew after their wedding she and Hiccup would share a new room together, which made her feel excited but a bit saddened to leave her old life behind..

"Merida, are you ready?" Elinor asked.

Merida turned and smile " of course "

#mericcup #Merida #hiccup #brave #how to train your dragon #Wedding #fanfic

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cptcapsicle · 7 years ago

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Who are your ships for Cap?

// generally speaking, chemistry is a major, major thing for me.

that being said, the three major canon ones for cap are as follows (when we’re speaking of my cap, anyhow): steggy, stucky, and stony. stoki is getting in there too ( @talentedliarloki 👀 ).i can’t, in good conscience, ship steve with nat. i love nat, don’t get me wrong, it’s just i am such a HUGE shipper of her with clint, i really can’t see her with anyone else (even though i know clint’s married, still). and this is just me and my opinions.

and there you have it.i am naturally open to other ships, this includes crossovers as well as original characters. if they’ve got the chemistry, then i’m all for it—- but, thanks for sending me that question, nonnie!

#( answered asks. )#( out of time. )#anonymous

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portraitoftheoddity · 7 years ago

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Not exactly Stoki feels but a fun little game I saw on tumblr: the fanfic trope version of “fuck/marry/kill”. So to keep it shippy...let's say...“slow burn/fake date/snowed-in cabin” for Steve/Loki, Steve/Peggy and Peggy/Angie?

Aw man. I am glad you didn’t make me do f/m/k because I love all of them. Let’s see...

Steve/Peggy for fake dating, probably for some intelligence/spy thing where Peggy improvises a cover where they’re married, and like, yes, Steve wants to date Peggy but they’ve never so much as danced and suddenly they’re supposedly married -- and he wants to sell their cover but also not take any licenses because Steve is a gentleman. So he turns into a totally awkward mess trying not to overstep and he’s basically hopeless and Peggy has to shoot three people who figure out they’re full o it because this big handsome lummox is too polite for his own good.

Peggy/Angie for snowed-in cabin. Because city-girl Angie is charmed by the snow but also cussing up a storm trying to get the wood stove lit, and then Peggy goes out with an ax and comes back with all this firewood and survivalist stuff, and Angie’s like WOW, ENGLISH, where’d ya learn to do that? And Peggy replies that it’s not that different from when she got snowed in in Russia and Angie asks when she was in Russia and Peggy goes all “........ANYWAY.” (fireside cuddles and stories ensue)

And finally, given I have co-written over a million words of Steve/Loki, I think we know what my slow burn pairing is. ;)

#steggy #martinelli #stoki #tropes #thatlastdanceofchances

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sneckerdoodle · 5 years ago

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I put a few lines from my fic into this AI generator and everything it came up with is insane.

With great reluctance, the Avengers let the subject drop, though they continued to watch Loki as if he might leap up and do something evil at any moment. He smiled at them.

"You've seen the video, haven't you?"

The Avengers glanced at each other, but there was no reaction. Loki had apparently been observing them all along.

"What is it?"

"The Avengers are a bunch of old men, all old, all male. I could see you being more effective if you were a woman. A woman wouldn't be afraid of you as you would be afraid of a man. I have watched this video a number of times. I saw it a number of times. I've seen it on the internet. The thing is, I am not afraid. I am not a man."

"Why not?"

"Because my father was not a man. I grew up without him

I wanna know what was on the video.

With great reluctance, the Avengers let the subject drop, though they continued to watch Loki as if he might leap up and do something evil at any moment. He smiled at them.

He's... he's really good.

"I'm going to go ahead and assume that you're just going to ignore him now and we can move on. “

“That is a perfectly valid conclusion," Thor told Loki.

Loki nodded, looking genuinely surprised, and his face softened. "Thank you, Thor."

"What? I mean it!" Thor laughed. "I am in love with you and we are having a baby, so we have no need for words like that."

Loki looked down, blushing and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked like he was really embarrassed, and Thor could almost see his embarrassment as clearly as the sunlight in the sky.

That took an unexpected turn. A blowjob AND a pregnancy, gee whiz.

...He smiled at them. "What is it now?"

"Just that Loki has changed."

"Oh, you think I changed."

"You can still do what you've always done. You just might not always like what you're doing."

"But I've been doing it for a long time. I've been playing the game, even if I don't want to admit it."

"But it's time for you to go home. We're going to change you. We're going to make you the monster you were always meant to be."

What the fuck, robot.

...He smiled at them.

Aldrich Killian (a.k.a. Ant-Man) and his Avengers friends, and a bunch of criminals from Earth, were on a mission to take out the Avengers' most powerful foe – Captain America.

He looked at him and said, "You don't believe in America, do you?" They all looked at him in astonishment.

Aldrich Killian (a.k.a. Ant-Man)

...He smiled at them. He looked like the most beautiful man they'd ever seen and the most dangerous villain they'd ever seen, a perfect combination of the two. Loki said nothing, but smiled his devilish, smoldering smile at them.

calm your thirst, robot.

...He smiled at them.

"This is going to be a long night."

In the morning, the sun was shining on the small, wooden building next to the cave. Thor, Loki, and Black Widow entered the tiny home, which only held one bed and one dresser. They walked into a kitchenette, and Loki placed a large wooden bowl and mug of steaming coffee on the counter. He poured the coffee into the cups, and sat on the floor across from the couch.

Loki: "I know you've been busy, and it's good that you're still together, but it's about time you made me an offer. What would you like for me to do? "

Thor: "I've got a few ideas.

AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED!

...He smiled at them.

"I have an idea for you, Thor." The Asgardian nodded, but did not continue.

"A friend of mine knows a girl named Mjolnir." Loki's eyes narrowed. "She has a magic hammer. It will make a good companion for you."

Thor nodded. "What is it that you mean?"

"A girl named Jane Foster lives in our town. You're friends with her, aren't you?" Loki turned to Thor, who nodded. "Good. Then why not bring her back to Asgard with you and show her how she can join your new order of warriors?"

"What?"

"You must give her Mjolnir, which she must swear to protect the realm." Thor was stunned.

Is this the script for Love and Thunder? (also: ‘A Girl Named Mjolnir’ is a fantastic name for a romcom.)

...He smiled at them.

"We could work together on this one, if we wanted to," Loki told them. "That would be fun. And I can do something about that, if you want."

"We don't want to," Steve told him, "and we're not going to."

Loki smiled, then laughed, a laugh that sounded like a snort. "We both know you wouldn't be able to resist me."

"What kind of fun can you have with me?" Steve asked.

"I think you're a very clever and charming person," Loki replied, "but it's hard to be both charming and clever. I'm not saying I wouldn't like to play with you, but that's a whole different ballgame, and not something we can discuss until we're done with this.

ok who has been feeding the bot Stoki fic?

...He smiled at them.

The Avengers had been under his control, so they'd never noticed anything unusual about him. But they now suspected something was awry.

"There is a problem," Loki said, "that I must now disclose."

He stood and strode purposefully toward the throne, then sat. His long black robe flowed down his shoulders and down his back to his feet, a golden cloak of flowing purple and yellow over his shoulders.

"The Nine Realms are divided," he said, "into nine Realms."

The Nine Realms

The Realms of the Nine Realms were not in actuality Nine Realms, but each realm was a different world in its own right, with its own people, customs, and gods. There were nine Realms, in fact.

uh oh I think I broke it.

...He smiled at them.

He handed the envelope to Stark. "Please make sure you read it thoroughly."

"Why?"

"It's very important," Loki continued. "I am the God of Mischief. I've always wanted to be a real god."

"I know. It's what you wanted to do all along."

Loki leaned back in his chair. "It was in the book, but now I've done it. I've changed. I'm a God, I'm a Wizard, I'm a Hero, and I've become a human

Asgard: Become Human

Bot gets deep sometimes. Once it spat out a line where Loki tells Thor, “I like you. I like my brother. I will do anything that I want, but not if it will harm you.” And I cried.

Here’s another:

...He smiled at them.

As the Avengers began to speak of Loki's past, Loki just kept smiling as he continued to stare at Thor.

"I've always wondered if you were really as powerful as you said, but in the end I realized you were the same as me. I'm a being made of stone. And you are a being made of fire. I don't need you to do anything for me."

Jesus, robot.

...He smiled at them.

He did not appear to be angry.

There was no hint of rage in his eyes.

"I do not need your protection," Loki said. "You know that, don't you?"

"I think I do," James said.

Loki smirked at him. "I thought you would. I think you're just as much of a fool as you are a hero."

"That's not true," James said. "You have some idea of what you're dealing with."

"I will destroy you, James," Loki said. "If you are foolish enough to come into my presence, I will destroy you first."

"And what then, Loki?" James asked. "Then who is going to protect you?"

idk if this is Rhodey or Bucky, but this is definitely a The Bodyguard AU.

...He smiled at them.

"You all remember that Loki has been using the Stone to make some very powerful magic," he continued. "I had been hoping you'd be able to get it out of his possession in order to free him from this place of terror. That's where you are right now."

"How?" asked Iron Man.

"By defeating Loki, you will free Loki from his prison."

The Avengers looked at each other in dismay, knowing what the truth of the matter would be.

Are the Avengers in Loki’s head trying to free him from the Mind Stone? I’m not even into that theory and I’d read this fic.

...He smiled at them.

"You see, this whole time, I thought I'd be able to help the Earthlings with their problems. But you guys are a problem for me. I don't have any problems to solve, and that's what you are, a problem. So, I'm going to destroy you, and then I'll rebuild Earth and everything will be fine. And that's why I came."

The Avengers looked at each other.

"You... you really think that?" asked Cap. "That's pretty nuts. There's a lot of people in this city and a lot of people that care about this place."

" I can fix that!" Loki snarled.

Avengers (2012) dir. Joss Whedon

...He smiled at them.

"Goodbye, friends," he said. "I will miss you very much." And he turned and walked away.

The Avengers were all surprised and a little alarmed.

"What did he do?" asked Thor, staring at the ground. "Did he turn himself into a pig, or something?"

bot is a genius

With great reluctance, the Avengers let the subject drop, though they continued to watch Loki as if he might leap up and do something evil at any moment. He smiled at them.

"I've never thought about it before, but I think we should get married."

a genius

this last one is my favorite:

...He smiled at them. Loki seemed to enjoy their company, which was probably not a good sign.

"You're all the Avengers, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Tony said, shaking his head, "the team from my basement apartment."

Drunk on power, I tried to see what it would do if I switched out “Avengers” for something else.

With great reluctance, Snape let the subject drop, though he continued to watch Loki as if he might leap up and do something evil at any moment. Loki smiled.

He thought he might. After all, what did a God want with his own child?

Snape is Loki’s son confirmed??

But then the bot slapped me in the face with this. (nsfw)

With great reluctance, Pikachu let the subject drop, though he continued to watch Loki as if he might leap up and do something evil at any moment. Loki smiled.

"So, are you ready to get off me? I know we've been friends for a while, but it's time we really get to know each other. The more we know each other, the easier it is to play. There's no better way to do that than with some nice, hard, real cock. Now come on. Let's get down to business."

Loki sat back in his throne as Pikachu and Loki stood up, naked, and walked towards each other.

"Now, there's nothing stopping you from getting down on your knees and sucking me off while you're on my throne. That would be my favorite, though, right here and now. And you can fuck me while

NO I’M DONE. I’VE GONE TOO FAR. I’M SO SORRY.

#loki #writing #long post #there were so many that were actually kinda interesting #ngl what I've actually written after that line is so much more boring than any of these

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littlemagpie · 5 years ago

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#loki #stoki #steve rogers #frostshield #loki skywalker #steve x loki #loki rogers #married stoki #lady loki #female loki

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mostfacinorous · 8 years ago

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stoki, arranged marriage/secret relationship au

“No.”

“You can’t just say no and figure that’s the end of it, Rogers. We need this, and you’re the only one who fits the bill.”

“This is America, isn’t it? We don’t have arranged marriages. And even if we did– isn’t this the job of a prince or a dignitary of some sort? I was raised in Brooklyn, flat broke. I’m not–”

“What you are is the leader of the Avengers, Earth’s Mightiest Heroes. And as such, the only ‘warrior’ we have that’s a fitting match for the prince of Asgard.”

“Woah. Hold up– Prince?” Steve felt his heart rate tick upwards, and he wondered if Fury knew, or guessed, or who else might have realized he wasn’t wholly straight.

“The Prince apparently isn’t always a guy, but I leave that between the two of you to figure out. Asgard requested a man, our greatest warrior, and that’s you. We have an interstellar threat coming the likes of which we are laughably unprepared to match, and the best way for us to team up with the big guns out in space is for you to marry the king’s kid. Look at it as a marriage of necessity, if you must. Negotiate it so that it’s a mariage in name only– I don’t care. But for god’s sake, Rogers, please, just marry the damn prince.”

Steve had to suppress a shudder when Nick referred to the prince as a kid– they knew next to nothing about him, but apparently he was a thousand years old, give or take. And what that meant, developmentally, for an Asgardian remained to be seen.

“Look, you and I both know that America is better than it was when I was growing up, but it sure as hell isn’t ready for a gay Captain America. And I’m not–” not ready to even talk about his orientation, let alone his sex life. There was speculation– he couldn’t help that, but he’d never done anything to engage with it. What they were talking about here…

“We just say you married into the Asgardian royal family. Like I said, the prince isn’t always a man, get him to be a her for photos, problem solved.”

Steve shook his head.

“I don’t want news of an arranged marriage for me getting out. I’m still used as a symbol. I don’t want to give anyone an excuse to pressure their kids.”

“Fine. We’ll figure that part out. Maybe we just won’t publicize the marriage– you move there, we call you an emissary. He moves here, we say he’s a new Avenger. It will work out. But you’ll do it?”

“I’ll go. I’ll meet him. I’m not marrying a child, or anything, alright, I’m not– this is really messed up, Nick.”

Fury at least had the good grace to nod somberly. “It is. But it’s worth it, or you know I wouldn’t ask.”

Steve sighed. “I’ll go pack. Tell the scientists to get their bridge ready.”

“I’ll have Nat drop off the intel we do have. Study up; you want to make a good impression.”

Steve’s stomach did a little flip. All this hiding, all this working to stay away from any sort of romantic entanglement, all this waiting for the right person, and there was every chance he was about to marry someone he didn’t even know. Someone who wasn’t even human.

He couldn’t claim to be pleased.

—

“So you have bargained me away, and for what?” Loki asked, pacing back and forth before Hlidskjalf and its occupant, his anger and fear translating into a raised voice and nervous energy.

“Loki, please.” Frigga spoke, standing beside his father, clearly trying to disarm the argument.

Loki had done his best, silently acquiescing to his father’s decision when it was presented to the court and waiting until they were alone to address this decision, made without so much as a ‘by-your-leave’. He stopped his pacing, fury spiking as he leveled a glare from one parent to the other.

“It is a ridiculous backwater planet and the creatures who live on it share a lifespan with some of our insects. What could they possibly have that you would be willing to throw me away for?”

“You speak truth, my son. But it is not abandonment, nor are you being banished.” Odin said, reacting at last. “Their lives are short, and once your husband dies, you need have no further ties to their people. But they have developed, since last you were there. Even now, their great minds are readying a device to send the man here, to meet you. That they are capable of such travel after so short a time is worrisome. I wish you to go, as our eyes. Gather intelligence, that we may know of their abilities. Learn what they are capable of. And in the meantime– I have arranged for you the best of their species to wed. Any child you may bear would be well positioned for kingship. And then it would be natural for Midgard to fall back under the rule of Asgard.”

Loki felt his mouth open in shock and tried not to heave.

Odin’s disdain for mortals was well marked, well recorded. And now he was being thrown away, not only as a wasted union, but to serve as some sort of broodmare for a halfblooded line, all to earn back a realm which they had never truly lost in the first place.

And no doubt this was why a better match had not been found for him, nor even searched for: he’d been branded argr, his seidhr marking him as unworthy of taking a wife. And so he was to take a Midgardian husband, and expected to lay down for him. Bear his children. This was punishment. For who he was– what he could do. He did not look to his mother again. He could not stomach it.

“My father– my king, please– I can be worthy of a much greater post. I am capable, wise, my abilities in bargaining and diplomacy have no equal. And in strategy– could we not merely take Midgard back by force? Show them the might of Asgard, as they once knew?”

Odin stood, leaning some of his weight on Gungnir, his great spear, and seeming no less commanding for it. Huginn and Muninn flew through the window, settling themselves on either side of the seat he had just left.

“I am your king, and I have spoken. Asgard demands this of you, and you will do as you are bid. Heimdall welcomes your betrothed as we speak. Go, greet him, and remember: all that you do is in service of your realm. Go and make us proud. Go, and prove that you are all that I have trained you to be. And when you return, when your ties on Midgard are severed, you will be rewarded for your loyalty. I have in mind to name you Advisor when your brother is King. But it will be some time before either of you are ready. And I believe there is much you can learn, not only for Asgard, but for yourself, while you are on Midgard. And of course, you may visit. We’d encourage it, in fact.” Odin reached for Frigga’s hand and received it– she stood by him. And his decision.

Suddenly, Loki could not stand to be in the same room, to be sharing air with them. His stomach felt cold, frozen through by this betrayal. He should have expected it. He hadn’t.

He bowed. “I will go to receive him.” He said stiffly. He kept his eyes averted as he bowed again. “Your majesties.”

He turned his back on them and fled the throne room, as he hadn’t done since he was a child, first taken to task for his gifts with words, and lies, and magic.

—

Steve looked around the golden dome of the bifrost, everything clamoring for attention all at once.

He was on another planet. The architecture pulled at his eyes, the great interlocking circles above his head that led gracefully down to a dark polished stone flooring, which led in turn to a golden pedestal, and beyond it, a bridge that looked like it was made of crystal, shot through with every color he’d ever seen, and some he hadn’t.

The rainbow bridge, the books had called it. He felt a smile pulling at his mouth, stricken by the impossibility of all of this, when a voice sounded from behind him.

“So you are Captain Steven Grant Rogers of Midgard.”

The voice was low and pitched so that it echoed.

Natasha had come by the night before and given him the rundown on how to act, how to introduce himself. He dropped to one knee.

“I am. Pleased to meet you, You Majesty.”

From the pictures they had on file of Thor, he’d expected someone who looked like an older version of him, but then again, they knew so little about the people here. Maybe he was adopted.

His thoughts were interrupted by a chuckle from the man, and he looked up, surprised by that reaction.

“Rise, Steven. It has been some time since I was mistaken for the King of Asgard. I am Heimdall the Gatekeeper– and you would not wish to be on your knees when your betrothed arrives.”

He nodded over Steve’s shoulder and he stood, turning to look.

Racing down the crystal and rainbow bridge was a horse and rider, green cape whipping out behind them, a second horse trailing off to the side and a little behind, and even from here, he could see the white circles that rippled outwards from each hoof fall.

“He is not an easy man, your intended. But he is obedient, and will do as his King asks. You would be wise to consider his willingness, when you speak to him.”

The Gatekeeper’s voice was hushed, as though he feared Loki would hear, and Steve took a deep breath, eyes picking out details as he got closer.

He could see the helmet he wore, the horns coming off of it that made him worry about whether or not there would be horns there when he took it off. He had a pale, narrow face with a mouth set into a straight line, and Steve found himself standing straighter in response.

It was… comforting, somehow, knowing that Loki probably didn’t want this, or like the arrangement any more than Steve did. But they both had their roles to play and their reasons to do it.

Loki stopped a few feet back and dismounted, letting go of the reins. His horse was apparently well trained enough not to run off without him.

When he pulled his helmet off and stopped just outside of the doorway, he looked exactly like the cover of a pulpy novel, and Steve found himself swallowing.

Long black hair and cape shifted in the slight breeze, his gold helmet tucked under his arm, leather and metal arranged over his front– he could be riding off into war, instead of coming to pick Steve up from some sort of interplanetary train station.

He didn’t say anything at first, and Steve got the feeling he was being judged, measured. He also got the feeling that Loki wasn’t impressed.

He’d come in his dress uniform from World War II, and he supposed next to all the grandeur of Asgard, he must look pretty drab. Plain. He hadn’t thought about that. But it was too late now.

“Captain Steven Rogers.” Loki said, inclining his head. “Welcome to Asgard.”

It wasn’t exactly the warmest of greetings. Steve pulled on a smile.

“It’s good to be here. And good to meet you– Prince Loki.”

Loki nodded, apparently satisfied, and looked to the Gatekeeper.

“Thank you, Heimdall. I will take him from here.”

The Gatekeeper nodded and returned to his pedestal, and Steve watched him for maybe a moment longer than he normally would have, nervous about being left alone with the Prince.

“You can ride a horse, can you not?” Loki asked, and it came off a little sharp, making Steve turn toward him in surprise.

“I’ve done it a few times. I think I should be able to manage alright.” He wished he’d though to bring a backpack, though, instead of a duffle bag.

“If you are uncertain, you could ride with me on mine.” Loki offered, and Steve saw the way his brows rose, the almost drawl that was only half buried under the words.

It made him square his jaw and shake his head.

“I’m good. Give me just a minute to get used to it, but…” He shuffled the bag into one hand, then the other, debating how best to mount the horse, while Loki vaulted into his saddle easily, gracefully– Steve tried not to stare.

“Allow me to take that for you. At least until you have gained your seat.” Loki spoke the way he moved, smooth and graceful, but Steve still felt like he was being judged.

At least Loki was trying to be nice though, he figured, so he passed the bag off.“Alright. Thanks.”

He then promptly embarrassed himself further, nearly tugging the horse over on top of him with his efforts. Finally he stepped back and just jumped, managing to make it, that time.

Loki’s face was frozen, trying to remain bland, but he clearly could not keep the amusement hidden all the way– his mouth turned up at the edges.

“Oh, father is going to love you.” He murmured, and Steve felt his ears reddening.

“Why? Is he fond of clowns?” He asked, and Loki snorted.

“No. And he is equally unfond of Midgardians, and their lack of decorum. As much as possible, allow me to speak for us. And if in doubt, be polite. It should not be difficult.”

Steve nearly groaned. The Gatekeeper warned him about the prince. The Prince warned him about the king. All that was missing was the shotgun, and this marriage arrangement would feel about as awkward as possible.

Loki nudged his horse into a walk, and waited for Steve to follow suit.

“So.” Steve said, finally, trying to break the ice. “I guess… we’re going to get married. Do you have any… thoughts, on the subject? Do you want this?”It felt like a stupid question, but he didn’t want to… to tear apart true love or force the guy into it, or something. He knew so little– next to nothing about him.

Loki glanced sharply at him, holding his face still and calm. “It’s my duty. I cannot say I am pleased with the idea of living on Midgard, among the mortals, nor am I certain I understand why my King has chosen this course, but I am bound to obey, and I will fill my role properly, as I have been ordered.”

Steve didn’t miss the way it went from ‘father’ to ‘my king’, and he found himself frowning. He understood the idea of duty and orders. He just wasn’t sure how similar the concepts– and the weights of them– were, here.

“And if you refused? What would happen to you?” He asked.

Loki might have laughed– or at least, that might have been what that noise was. “Likely I would be exiled to Midgard, my powers stripped away, my strength taken from me… much the state Thor was left in, when father wished to teach him some humility. Your people cannot fully appreciate the depths of that punishment, but. I would go to your realm just the same, only alone and unable to help myself. This is better.”

Steve saw the way Loki’s eyes skated over his face.

“And if you refused?” He asked at last.

Steve shrugged. “Nothing, probably. Extra paperwork, if Nick was feeling petty. They’d have to find someone else.”He watched Loki’s face, trying to guess if that was preferable.

Loki was silent a long moment.

“So then why did you agree?” he asked, finally, and Steve realized he didn’t have a great answer, other than the truth.

“Earth needs your help– your peoples’ help. And if the duty of being bound to your people has to be carried out by someone, I’d rather it be me than someone who…” He paused. “On Earth, it’s still not– a union between two guys isn’t fully accepted, yet. So when you come back with me, it could be ugly. Or we could pretend not to be married. In fact, I think it’s probably better if we did. We can be married to satisfy all the customs but... keep it a secret.”

Loki shut his eyes. “Do not let the King or Queen hear you say that. They would consider it breaking the oath of marriage that we have not yet made. But we may discuss this matter- it may well be the easiest way of it. Assuming, of course, that you should remain close enough to at least guide me through establishing myself on your world. Or assign someone else to. I need only remain until you die; those are the terms of my settling on Midgard.”

“Of course,” Steve agreed quickly. “Yeah, I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of, personally, even. I figure we could live in the same building, just... maybe different rooms?”

“Good. And when we visit my parents, you will be capable of the pretense that we are happily married, and enjoying all that such a bond offers?” The relief in his voice was so palpable that Steve decided not to tell him about how bad of a liar he was. And how little he knew about what ‘such a bond offered’.

“That will work. Sounds like we're pretty much on the same page, here.” He commented.

Loki gave him the first genuine smile he’d seen on his face. “Perhaps this will not be so difficult, nor so painful, as I feared.”

Steve returned his grin, and didn’t object as Loki urged his horse to go a little faster.

One step at a time. First things first, meeting the in-laws. Then marriage. Then they could figure out faking a life together.

Piece of cake.

#lokirogers #Stoki #ok so au where...#I feel like this was supposed to be an or prompt #but I went with and #Arranged marriage AND secret relationship AU #you're welcome #Steve Rogers #Loki #That writing thing I do

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I want more post-proposal Stoki porn ;)

you could see planets and stars, steve/loki, 4.1k, remember this cold shamelessly sappy fluff porn look they deserve it

We could build a castle right hereWith a couple blankets and chairsThis place could be magic

Honey if you look really hardYou could see planets and starsThrough the gaps in the fabric

Sinclair, “Heaven on Earth”

“Samtells me,” Loki said a little too casually, “that you had…elaborate plans foryour proposal.”

Steve felt his face warm andstared intently at the pages of the book he was reading. “Did he?” God, he wasgoing to kill Sam.

“Mmm. A carriage ride. A fancydinner. A vacation.”

His face got even warmer, but alittle bit of guilt started to creep in as well, and he made himself look up.“I’m sorry. We can…I’d be happy to put something together now, I know itwould’ve been nice.”

Loki cocked his head to the side,his expression difficult to read. Steve felt his heart sink a little further.What had Sam been thinking, telling Loki about all the good things Steve hadn’t had the chance to do-

Standing up abruptly, Loki heldout a hand. “Come with me,” he said.

Steve blinked at him. “Sorry,what?”

“Come with me,” Loki repeated.“We’re going to go somewhere. A vacation, of sorts. A brief one, by necessity,but…”

Steve stared at him. “We can’tjust - take off,” he protested. “People will get worried.”

Loki’s lips quirked. “We’ll leavea note.”

“A note?”Steve shook his head, incredulous. “What if something comes up?”

“Do you think that all yourfriends together are not able enough? T’Challa alone has the force of hisnation behind him.”

It was…a fair point. Stevecould feel himself wavering. “Where would we even go?” He asked. “We’refugitives, remember? It’s not like we can just go wandering around Paris-”

Loki’s faint smile widened. “Whosaid we were going to stay on this planet?”

Oh, Steve thought. He reached out and took Loki’s hand.

Steve didn’t think he was evergoing to get used to that strange place between worlds that Loki walked soeasily: beautiful and overpowering, magnificent and overwhelming. It was only amoment, though, and the first thing Steve noticed when they stepped out was thelight.

It was filtered, soft, dusk-like.Looking up, the sky was a peculiar color somewhere between periwinkle andlavender. They were standing in a small copse of trees that Steve initiallytook for a sort of pine, but looking more closely he realized that what he hadtaken for needles were in fact very thin leaves, shimmering with a strangeiridescence.

“Welcome to Alfheim,” Loki said,and when Steve looked at him he was smiling, one of those genuine smiles thatbrightened his eyes and lit up his whole face.

“Alfheim,” Steve echoed.“It’s…do elves live here?” He felt a little foolish the second he asked it,but Loki’s laugh didn’t sound mocking.

“The Ljosalfar rule here, yes -though there are others of the Fae, less powerful, who also make this Realmtheir home.” He looked out, away from Steve. “It’s a strange place. Everythinghere is suffused with magic. Mutable, ever-changing. And beautiful. I used tocome here often.” A brief shadow passed through Loki’s eyes, and Steve frowned.

“Is it…safe for you to comehere?” He asked, suddenly worried. Loki half smiled.

“We are far from civilization,”he said. “And Alfheim is not Asgard. I cannot say I would be welcome here, butnor would I be exactly forbidden. And we will only be here a short time.” Hetook Steve’s hand and raised it to his lips. “I have wanted to show yousomething of the wider universe for a long time, and while much of it may beclosed to me…this, at least, I can share.”

Steve pulled Loki close andkissed him, fierce and passionate. Loki leaned into him with a quiet hum, asoft sound of satisfaction that made Steve feel warm.

He pulled away only a littlereluctantly. “This is better than anything I could’ve planned,” he saidhonestly. Loki laughed, back in his throat, but Steve thought he seemedpleased.

“Shall we walk?” He asked. “Idon’t mean to limit your observation to this small grove. Perhaps if we arelucky I’ll catch you a unicorn.”

Steve’s eyes widened. “What?”

“You wouldn’t want me to,” Lokisaid, eyes dancing. “Perfect beasts, the lot of them. Like the worst kind ofgoats.”

“I don’t care,” Steve said,honestly. “Unicorns.”

Loki shook his head, laughed.“Well, I suppose we shall see.”

They walked through another worldtogether.

It was beautiful. Out of thetrees they emerged into grassland - or at least, that was the nearest thingSteve had to compare it to, although the grass shimmered with color as thestrange dusk-light touched it. Something like a feathery bat jumped up out ofthe grass only a few feet from them and flapped up into the sky. Steve lookedup, looking for a sun, and found two round objects hanging, one much largerthan the other.

“Alfheim’s twin moons,” Lokiinformed him. Far from being impatient with Steve’s gawking, he seemeddelighted to play tour guide. “Legend claims they are the creators of all lifeon Alfheim, and now serve as its guardians.”

“People used to say that aboutthe moon on Earth,” Steve said.

“Are they wrong?” Loki asked. Hesounded amused. “I suspect your Realm would look very different if your moonwere not there to guard it.”

“I suppose it would,” Steve saidafter a moment. “The light…is it dusk, or is it just like this?”

“It never gets very bright,” Lokisaid, “but the days are also very long. The sun won’t set for - at a guess,another twenty-four of your hours.” He reached out and took Steve’s arm to pullhim to a halt. “Look there.”

Steve followed the direction ofLoki’s finger pointing and saw a head atop a long neck poking up from thegrass, something like a cross between a giraffe and a dog. It looked at themand a ruff of feathers sprang up around its neck and - whistled. Three high,pure notes, astonishingly musical.

Loki laughed, probably at thestartled look on his face. “The singing deer of Alfheim,” he said. The animalwhistled again, four notes this time, and bounded away. Steve gawked after it.

“Well, that’s something,” hesaid, shaking his head a little.

“When they gather in herds, theharmonies are beautiful,” Loki said. There was something briefly, faintlywistful in his voice. “It is remarkable. And very loud.”

“It’s incredible,” Steve said.“All of this…there’s so much. And you…” He trailed off. It occurred to himwith a pang that this was Loki’s world - not Alfheim, but traveling across theuniverse, moving between Realms like he was walking to the park. And now…

And now he was tied to just one,almost all the others closed to him. How small Earth must feel.How confining.

“I’m sorry,” he said. Loki gavehim a startled look.

“For what?”

“That you’ve…lost this,” hesaid. “The ability to just…go places. Wander wherever you want, whenever youwant.”

Loki turned to him, hisexpression turning serious, and took Steve’s face in his hands. “Steve,” hesaid, “do not think I would trade you for that freedom. I am…well. Not whollycontent with my lot. I miss it, sometimes more than others. But Midgard…Earthis my home, now. I am only sorry I cannot show you more.”

Steve met Loki’s eyes. “When wewere in Asgard I remember thinking it’d be better if you were there. Sharing itwith me.”

Loki smiled very slightly, afaint sadness at the back of his eyes. “If I were Thor, I might tell you thatsomeday I will be able to.”

“But you don’t think so,” Stevesaid.

Loki shook his head. “Asgard hasa long memory.”

Steve glanced down. “I’m glad tohear you say that,” he said slowly. “That Earth is your home.”

Loki rested his forehead brieflyagainst Steve’s and then straightened. “Come,” he said. “I hear a stream. Maybewe can see some fire salamanders, or an undine.”

“What’s an undine?” Steve asked.

“A shapeshifting waterelemental,” Loki said. “They don’t usually try to drown anything larger than anotter.” Steve gave Loki a dubious stare, and Loki laughed, his face so brightand young it made Steve’s chest ache. “Do not worry, beloved,” he said. “I willprotect you.”

It was such a simple thing - andhalf a joke, Steve thought - but he felt warm all over.

A little past the stream - wherethey did see an undine, a slender, sinuous looking creaturethat peered at them from underwater with an almost human face before dartingaway - Loki summoned a blanket and spread it out on the ground.

“It wouldn’t be a walk in naturewithout a picnic,” he said, by way of explanation. “I understand it’s acustomary thing for lovers to do, on Midgard.”

Steve huffed a quiet laugh andsat down. Loki being Loki, he’d brought a fancy spread far beyond sandwichesand chips, including a bottle of wine - though it appeared he’d conceded as faras plastic cups rather than glass.

The air was warm and the softlight was soothing. They ate in companionable silence; Steve watched a nearbyflower unfurl before his eyes, welcoming a small animal that Steve took for abee before realizing that it was in fact a frog-like creature with wings like adragonfly’s.

It was magic. Steve’s handsitched for his sketchbook, and when he turned to look at Loki, to ask halfjokingly if he could summon that, the look on his face was warm and sopainfully fond. Steve thought maybe he should draw that instead.

The picnic finished, theystretched out on the blanket. Steve looked up at the sky.

This was nothing he could everhave dreamed.

“Loki?” He said.

“Hmm?”

“I’ve been meaning to ask,” Stevesaid slowly. “Do you…would you want to get married? I mean - formally. With aceremony of some kind, or…” He trailed off, self-conscious. “I don’t know howit works on Asgard. And I meant what I said, about it not being…necessary.”He turned the ring on his finger. “On its own…this means something, too.”

Loki seemed surprised. “I thoughtthat was the plan.” Steve turned to look at him, and Loki’s eyebrows pulledtogether. “At least…”

“No,” Steve said. “No, I’d like…Ijust wasn’t sure what you were expecting, or…you haven’t said anything.”

“Nor have you,” Loki pointed out.“I assumed that…you thought the same as me.”

“The same as you what?” Steveasked, and Loki looked up at the sky again.

“That we would waitto…celebrate properly until Thor returns.”

Steve lay still. He hadn’t reallyrealized it, but he supposed he’d been thinking the same thing - that itwouldn’t be quite right to have a wedding without Thor there. And maybe thereason he hadn’t said anything about it was because it was something neither ofthem wanted to talk about, wanted to address- Thor’s long absence, and theworry about what it might mean.

“You’re right,” he said, after apause. “He’d never forgive us if we left him out. I still wish…I don’t know.”He could feel himself turning pink. “I guess I’m just impatient.”

Loki half smile. “Mayhap we canthink of something. And just ensure no one mentions it to Thor.”

“That part’d be pretty key,”Steve said, with only a little forced levity. “I don’t want him to put me in aheadlock for not inviting him to the wedding.”

Loki rolled over him and turnedSteve’s face toward his, drawing their mouths together. The kiss started offsoft and quickly deepened; Steve opened his mouth eagerly at the brush ofLoki’s tongue, sliding his arms around Loki’s waist and pulling him in close.When they parted Steve bent his head to suck a kiss into the side of Loki’sneck, feeling the vibration of his pleased sound in his chest. He let up onlyto swipe his tongue over the same spot.

“Mm, Steve,” Loki murmured,nuzzling Steve’s jaw.

“Hmm?” Steve said innocently,nipping lightly at the skin of Loki’s neck. Loki made a noise in the back ofhis throat and shifted to be properly on top of Steve, stretched out over him.Steve’s breath caught a little and Loki pushed himself up, hands braced onSteve’s shoulders, looking down at him.

“I know not how I am sofortunate,” Loki said quietly, “but it seems to me a miraculous thing.Sometimes I wonder if I touch you you might vanish, all this no more than alovely illusion.”

Steve felt his smile fade andreached up to touch Loki’s face. “I won’t.” Loki’s expression didn’t ease, andso he added, “come here,” and pulled him back down into another kiss. He lethis hands wander, a little, rucking up Loki’s shirt so he could touch the skinof Loki’s back, cool and smooth under his palms. Loki lowered himself down overSteve, untucking his shirt and sliding his hands underneath.

Steve jumped a little,half-closed eyes widening. “Loki-”

Loki half smiled. “Come,” hesaid, voice dropping a fraction. “We are entirely alone, and you cannot tell meyou don’t like the idea of having sex under the sky of another world.” Hedropped his mouth to Steve’s throat, deft fingers unbuttoning his shirt. Stevesettled back with a little shiver for the light brush of Loki’s fingers acrosshis skin.

“You’re - hmm. Pretty convincing,”he said.

“Steve,” Loki murmured, lipsmoving down over his chest, and Steve ran his fingers into Loki’s hair, hisbreathing starting to shorten. He reached out and tugged at Loki’s shirt.

“Planning on leaving this on?”

Loki laughed, low in his chest,and paused long enough to unbutton and shed his shirt. Steve didn’t botherpretending not to admire, unable to keep a smile off his face at the way Lokipractically preened.

“You’re beautiful,” Steve toldhim honestly, and Loki flushed a very delicate pink.

“Flattery will get youeverywhere,” he said with a smile, his hands floating down to Steve’s hips.Steve let his own wander over Loki’s shoulders, mapping newly bared skin.

Loki bent down and mouthed at theskin just under Steve’s sternum. He shifted, heat building in his belly, hiscock stirring and starting to fill. He just held back a gasp when Loki’s handcupped him lightly through his pants, offering just the lightest, briefestmassage.

He did gaspwhen Loki’s tongue fluttered against his stomach, combining with the lightpressure of his palm in a tantalizing promise. Steve’s hips rose into Loki’shand and he felt Loki laugh.

“Feeling impatient?” Loki askedlightly, glancing up. Steve gave him a weak glare and Loki smirked, anexpression that went straight to Steve’s cock. Without looking away, he undidthe button on Steve’s pants and started pulling down the zipper.

Slowly.

“Dammit-” Steve said, and thenclamped his mouth shut. “You know I’m gonna - pay you back for this.”

“For what?” Loki askedinnocently. Steve lifted his hips obligingly for Loki to slide his pants down.His face felt hot, and he sucked in a sharp breath when Loki pressed his noseagainst Steve’s hip and inhaled. When he breathed out it was a brush of warmair that sent goosebumps across Steve’s skin.

“You smell good,” Loki murmured.“Well, always, but there is something especially… delectable… about the wayit changes when you’re aroused.”

Steve’s face got hotter but heheard his breathing snag. “Huh,” he said. Loki laughed again, but lower, thetone of it making Steve feel pleasantly shivery.

Loki removed Steve’s underwearquite a bit faster than his pants. The air felt cold on Steve’s overheatedskin, and for a moment he almost cringed, acutely aware of how exposed he was,out in the open air. He forgot to think about it, though, with the soft brushof Loki’s tongue. He made a very quiet “hnnh” noise and Loki chuckled.

“Very good,” he murmured, andSteve flushed, grabbing a handful of blanket as Loki’s tongue swirled a spiralover the head of his cock. He dropped his head back with an explosive exhale.

“Loki-”

“I am never goingto get tired of hearing you say my name like that,” Loki said, and Steve couldfeel the air of his speaking on him, making him twitch. He was fully hard now,already. He opened his mouth to say - something, and cut off when Loki duckedhis head and licked a broad stripe from base to tip.

“Oh god-”

“Hmm-mm,” Loki hummed, his lipsjust brushing Steve’s cock so he could feel the vibration of it. His eyesslammed closed and he sucked in a shuddering breath.

“You’re - uh - ruining any chanceI have of petting a unicorn, you know,” he managed. Loki laughed.

“If you are referring to theirlove for virgins, I can inform you it is entirely legendary.” He paused.“Besides…do you want me to stop?”

“Nope,” Steve said, trying tosound flippant, but he was pretty sure his voice was too shaky to quite pull itoff.

“Good,” Loki said, “considering Ireally do not want to.” His hands gripped Steve’s thighs, warm tongue slidingacross the ridge of his cockhead before his mouth enveloped him.

Steve squeezed his eyes closedand let out a sound closer to a whine than anything else. His hips bucked uponly for Loki’s hands gripping his legs to push him back down, pinning him ashe took just the first inch, inch and a half of Steve’s cock. When Steve forcedhis eyes open and looked down at him it was to see Loki’s eyes half closed,though they flicked up to look at Steve almost immediately.

Steve’s stomach clenched witharousal for the look on Loki’s face, hungry and wanting. As if he’d beenwaiting, Loki’s eyes dropped and he swallowed Steve to the root.

Body going taut, Steve let out apunched sound, the warm feeling of pleasure going from an ache to an urgentthrob, but the weight of Loki’s hands holding him down left him utterly at themercy of Loki’s direction. And Loki was bobbing his head up and down slowly, too slowly,lavishing attention on every inch of him but not quite giving enough.

“Loki,” Steve groaned. “You -please, ah-”

Loki sucked noisily and Stevefelt his face flush even as he pushed against Loki’s restraining hold, hisheart pounding, his entire body overheated. He felt Loki moan and echoed him,feeling like he was about to start vibrating.

Suddenly Loki pulled all the wayoff him, breathing hard. Steve made a sound of protest, or started to, but itdied in his throat when he looked Loki in the eyes and saw him smile.

Steve almost shouted when Lokiswallowed him again, his throat squeezing, sucking at Steve like he could pullhis orgasm from him, and he could.One of Steve’s hands flew fromthe blanket into Loki’s hair as he tipped over the edge. Loki dropped his handsholding him down, and let Steve thrust in erratic, urgent strokes, lips andtongue working him through.

He fell back to the blanket limp,shuddering, his heart racing. Loki lifted his head, looking pleased withhimself. “And now,” he said, voice a little rough, “you can say you’ve come ontwo Realms.” He grinned, utterly unashamed, and Steve had to laugh even as heflushed.

“Really?” He said, but Loki’sgrin only widened.

His hand still in Loki’s hair, hepulled him up to where he could bury his face in Loki’s neck, fixing his lipsto skin and sucking until he felt Loki tense and moan, grinding his cock intoSteve’s hip, hot through the fabric of his pants.

“What about you,” he murmured,sliding one hand down Loki’s back, over his taut, firm ass. He felt Loki’slaugh in his chest even as his body rubbed seemingly unconsciously againstSteve’s.

“Oh, I’ve - hmm, comeon several Realms.”

Steve tried not to feel a pang ofself-consciousness, even jealousy. “Not what I meant.”

“I know.” Loki nuzzled againstSteve’s neck. “Would you like to be fucked on another Realm too, Steve Rogers?”

Steve shuddered a little, lickinghis lips. “That doesn’t sound like too bad an idea,” he said, voice light. Lokinipped him, lightly, at the join of his neck and shoulder.

“Oh, no,” he said, voice low andrich. “I want to hear a yes,please.”

Steve sucked in a breath. “Uh -yes, please,” he said. Loki pushed himself up, climbing off Steve and strippingout of the rest of his clothes. Steve kicked his pants off the rest of the way,sitting up.

“On your side,” Loki told him,and Steve rolled over without thinking. Loki lay down next to him a momentlater, face to face, hand stroking over Steve’s hip and then lifting Steve’sleg to lie over Loki’s. His fingers were already slick, sliding over the skinbehind his balls to probe at his ass.

Steve’s breathing hitched as Lokipushed a first blunt fingertip into him, shallow at first but working deeper,pausing to add more lube. Steve could have taken rougher, but the slow,meticulous preparation had him first breathing hard and then shaking evenbefore Loki’s fingers curled inside him and set off the shock of feelingthrough his whole body down into his toes. His cock was half hard again, and hecould hear himself murmuring Loki’s name, almost dazed.

By the time Loki moved behindhim, chest against Steve’s back and one thigh wedged between Steve’s legs,Steve was on the point of begging for it.

And then he stopped. Loki teased,cock pressing against him but not in, and Steve squirmed. “Loki, dammit,”he burst out, and felt his face getting even hotter than the rest of him.

Loki laughed, kissed the back ofSteve’s neck, and pressed into him, slow and smooth until his hips were flushagainst Steve’s ass.

It was a different angle thanSteve was used to, maybe not quite as deep, but when Loki started moving heforgot to compare. One of Loki’s hands pressed against Steve’s stomach, hisother arm snaking around to hold Steve’s chest, and if his thrusts wereshallow, Steve jerked with every one, aware of every ripple of Loki’s muscles,every harsh exhalation and stutter of his movements. And then his pace pickedup, each thrust angled just right to have Steve’s nerves sparking, singing,overwhelmed.

He wrapped his hand around hisown cock but Loki replaced it with his, stroking Steve in rhythm with hispumping hips.

They came barely a breath apart.Steve could feel Loki quivering, gasping against Steve’s neck as his cockpulsed inside him, Steve’s own come rapidly cooling on his chest.

They didn’t move, staying thereintertwined.

Maybe for the first time sinceeverything with the Accords, Steve felt…safe. Loki seemed to be trying toburrow closer, like he could somehow pull Steve more tightly against him.

“Thank you,” Steve murmured. Heknew he shouldn’t doze off, not here, but he wanted to.

“Mmm?” Loki said. He sounded likehe might feel the same way.

Steve wasn’t entirely sure how tosay everything he meant. “For taking me here,” he said, finally, and hoped Lokicould hear the rest.

He didn’t fall asleep, but Stevemust have dozed off a little, because he blinked and woke up lying on his backwith his head on Loki’s leg and Loki’s fingers running through his hair.

“We need to go back,” Loki saidregretfully. “Though I am truly sorry to disturb you.”

Steve sighed. “It’s all right. Weshould.” Loki must have done something about the mess, because Steve’s chestwas clean - though the blanket hadn’t fared as well. They got dressed slowlyand stood up. He could hear something that sounded like wind chimes.

“One of the birds,” Loki said,cocking his head a little to the side. “I cannot remember what it is called,I’m afraid.” He gave Steve a small smile, and held out a hand. “Shall we?”

Steve grasped the offered handand pulled Loki in so he could kiss him. “Thank you,” he said again. Loki’ssmile widened, just a fraction.

“My apologies for the lack ofunicorns.”

“I’ll live.”

Loki’s fingers twined with his.Steve could feel the ridge of Loki’s ring.

They stepped out into the spacebetween worlds, the universe singing around them.

#stoki #steve&loki 5ever #!nsfw #remember this cold #a wild fic appeared #anonymous #THIS IS SO SAPPY #I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD APOLOGIZE

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