Please note that this is Part 3 of a 3 Part Series. If you haven't read the first two parts, I suggest you go back and read them.

Part 1 of the Snowfall Series can be found here:
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Part 2 of the Snowfall Series can be found here:
 s/9916211/1/The-First-Snowfall-of-a-Frostless-Mind-The-Next-Chapter

Loki had his memories taken away and has been living on Midgard as a human named Luke. He lives with his roommate Steve Rogers and lover Thor, all the while working for SHIELD as an advisor. It's now months after the last story and they're finally getting a little R&R in London where everyone should be safe. But will his memories of his former self really stay away? Is his friends and Lover just using him to keep a closer eye on him?
BTW this final chapter will be rated M - you've been asking for it, so here's some smut. YAY!

It took me a couple of years to refind my muse for this story, but am hopeful that you'll enjoy the ending. The movies moved along so fast and I lamented for awhile on how to keep this story up to speed. Until I just accepted that I couldn't. So it still takes place after the first Avengers movie and I'm just ignoring that the others have all happened. Much like the last story, the first bit is mainly just drabbles hooked together to form a story, but don't fret, there's real plot there and it really gets rolling by the end.

Also, as always, I own nothing. Marvel owns the characters, I just use and abuse them. Please read and if you get a chance, reviews are always welcome!

Snowfall - The Final Chapter

CHAPTER 1

Thor looked up as scrabbling on the windowsill announced the raven's arrival on his open window. He smiled as he retrieved the tiny roll of paper where he'd written a request to his mother and handed it over, careful not to wake the still slumbering form at his side with his movements. The raven took the scroll in its beak and lifted off into the lightening predawn sky with hardly a sound. Thor couldn't wait to get what he'd sent for, and he was even more excited about presenting it to his large grin now firmly on his lips as he gazed upon Luke's features softened by sleep.

Luke sighed as he felt the coarse thumb tracing over the scar on his thigh where the bullet had torn through just months earlier. The daylight now eating it's way through his eyelids as well, now that he had been awakened.

"Do you ever sleep in," he asked with a groan, shifting to roll further into the large blond sharing his bed. And it had felt so good to be back in an actual bed again, instead of on that damned hellacarrier.

They had wrapped up what work they could do with Shield and had finally been placed in yet another apartment. This one far way from New York, or even America for that matter. The powers that be, for some reason felt they'd be better off being placed in the heart of London. Well away from the maniacle reaches of the man that had caught Luke and was still at large. Someone named Tony was being called in to further aid in the search, so Luke, Thor and Steve were moved to a safe place to relax for awhile. At least that's what Phil had told him. Luke didn't argue. He was sick of the tight confines aboard the ship and even sicker of flipping through those damned black binders all day.

"The Sun is up, so I must be up," Thor rumbled far too cheerily. Even though Luke couldn't see it, he could tell by his voice that his love was smiling. Thor pulled him even closer, shifting his own hips to rub their naked bodies together and hummed lowly in his ear.

"I wasn't aware you'd taken over as the Sun God," Luke quipped back tilting his head up to look lazily at his lover. The long standing joke about Thor being named after the God of Thunder left it open to many such quips. As he shifted his own hips , the firm member pressing against him caused him to smirk. "Seems like the sun isn't the only thing that's up."

Thor responded by closing the final gap between them, their lips meeting smoothly in well practiced fervor. Tongues gliding smoothly together, though not battling for position, more like caressing. Luke letting Thor lead the dance as he tasted the now familiar palate of his lover's mouth.

Thor rolled him easily under him, rutting up against him and causing both men to moan at the friction it caused. After the previous night's endeavors, Luke didn't take long to prepare, his body seeming to open on it's own to allow his love's digits to spread him. Stretching him with utmost care, Thor's lips peppering his skin with heated little distractions. Only when Luke was mewling with desire and his body writhing wantonly, did Thor finally enter him. Sinking himself slowly into his lover's tight heat. His throat giving voice to the overwhelming pleasure that only his love could bring him.

Luke lived for those sounds, relished that he brought such a bass symphony of lust and yearning from his love. He gasped as Thor bottomed out and without pause, began to move. Filling him over and over with such delectable girth. The slight sting he always felt initially, soon turning over to bliss filled pleasure as the delicate nerves were teased and stimulated to life. Luke's own voice now joining his lover's as they stole kisses between breaths and bodies rocking together as one as Luke raised his hips, chasing Thor as he pulled back, hands braced upon the headboard above his head to allow his lover to get maximum depth for the next thrust.

Thor couldn't help but to admire his love's porcelain body, stretched out before him, back arched to expose the length of his rib cage and tight abs. The beautiful shine of sweat already gleaming on his skin. Reminding him for the hundredth time that he'd never gazed upon a more perfect form. He leaned forward and devoured the salty skin, his mouth nipping and suckling it's way greedily along his throat. Tasting the vibration of every sound he drew from his lover.

Thor's hand slid down Luke's fine bare chest and down his arched sternum. Sliding between them to grasp his lover loosely. His eager cock already leaking enough fluid to slick him up, easing the friction, though sometimes Luke liked friction too. But not today, today his gentle keens of want hinted towards a more gentle touch and Thor was happy to oblige. Pulling his love through each thrust, thumb teasing the tip in just the right way that would make his love's hip's stutter and his insides clench. A move that also drew more growls and thunder from his own chest as his own member was squeezed in it's tight embrace.

Thor finished first, but Luke wasn't far behind, his climax coming out as a teeth clenched howl as Thor stroked him through to the end. Catching his panting lips in a chaste but tender kiss before sliding out himself. Pausing as he always did to take in his love. Luke laying beautifully spent before him on the bed, chest heaving and arm flopped limply across his eyes in the most perfect example of used up pleasure. Thor gazed upon what he had helped wrought proudly before getting up to fetch them each a small towel, chuckling at his love's disheveled state.

"Planning on staying in bed all day," Thor asked with a grin.

"You know, that's a great idea," Luke returned, not moving his arm ad he smiled devilishly out from under it. "Good thinking love."

"Come on Luke," He urged grabbing Luke's arm and pulling him back upright in the bed. "After last night, we could both use a shower. "

"Not unless we plan on just doing more of the same all day," Luke returned, standing and giving Thor a playful nip on the side of the neck. He knew Thor liked it when he got a bit playful.

"Mmmmm, how you tempt me so," Thor growled low and he slid his hands down his Love's smooth back and pausing to give his buttocks a little squeeze. "But we require sustenance and Steve may be lonely without our company. There will be plenty of time for more of that tonight. " he said once again taking Luke's arm and dragging him off towards the shower.

At least in this apartment, they had ended up with the master bedroom which had it's own attached shower. Thor started the water and nodded once it was of proper temperature, causing Luke to smile at his actions. His love was always so doting, constantly doing these little things to care for him. It made his heart swell just thinking on it. But watching as the sculpted man stepped into the shower, soon brought other ideas. Luke quickly slipped in with him and once again, their mouths were tangled in passionate kisses and exploring hands. Tired limbs slowly becoming rejuvenated by the shower's heat, though other body parts would take a bit longer to recover.

Still, eventually every nerve and end got the memo and they were soon tangled up in each other. Thor lifting Luke easily, and pressing him into the showers smooth tile wall. Luke's incredibly long legs wrapped so tightly around his lover's waist, as though trying to prevent him from escaping. Squeezing with each thrust to help drive him forward. Thor enjoyed the clean taste of the water as it flowed down his love's skin, his mouth ravishing every spot he could reach between his love's neck and shoulders. They were both well spent and panting heavily when they finally emerged 45 minutes later. Still grinning broadly at each other as they finally made their way to the kitchen.

Steve was already cooking large pieces of ham and eggs on the smallish stove. Despite the apartment being large by London standards, it was a bit smaller in parts than their former New York abode. The appliances being one of those smaller parts. Apparently the British didn't spend much time cooking, or storing food by the size of the fridge.

" Up already,' Steve asked without turning away from the stove.

"I'm as shocked as you are," Luke quipped back as he slid into a bar stool to watch. Giving Thor a meaningful quirk of his eyebrow as he did.

Thor just smiled, still in doting partner mode as he went to get his love a cup of coffee. Looking curiously at the plastic kettle of water as he poured it into two cups. Steve smiled and provided the bag of Kenco instant coffee.

"A little goes a long way," he warned handing over two spoons.

Thor frowned as he took all the items back to the counter and handed Luke a spoon. Feeling as though he'd somehow let his love down by not having the usual coffee.

Luke picked up the bag and gave the back a cursory glance before spooning a bit into his hot water."I may yet switch to tea," he remarked stirring it in.

" Don't knock it until you try it," Steve said bringing plates of food to the bar to join them. "It's actually quite good."

Luke sniffed it and finding it did smell quite coffee like, gave it an experimental sip. Humming pleasantly and nodding his head as he drank more. Thor watched and followed suit, finding the brew to be wholly acceptable.

"I dare say, this is far better than any of that fare you served at the diner." he admitted.

"That's really setting the bar quite low love," Luke smiled as he dug into the food. "I suppose there's no bacon here either?" he remarked cutting into the ham.

"That is the bacon." Steve remarked with a chuckle.

Luke's eyes immediately lit up as the taste hit his mouth. "My gods, if this is bacon, what is that wilted sliver of pork they're feeding us in America?" he asked still savoring the first bite and already cutting into another "Alright, heck with America, we're British now." he announced with a flourish if his fork.

Steve just chuckled at his friend's enthusiasm as he ate. He had to admit, the food was quite good. "Yeah, though if only the walls were as thick here." he remarked dryly as he looked pointedly at the two.

Thor atleast looked somewhat embarrassed. Luke just grinned smugly. "I apologize, my friend," Thor said solemnly. "We shall try to be more aware of the closeness of quarters in the future. I do hope we did not keep you up."

"It's okay, I understand," Steve replied rebolstering the Asgardian a bit, "The living arrangements on the ship were a bit...limiting. And besides, it's not like you two can keep up this honeymoon pace forever."

"Is that a bet," Luke smirked earning a flat stare from Steve.

"No," Steve replied just as flatly.

They finished their breakfast in easy camaraderie. Falling immediately back into old familiar comfort among one another. Being aboard the Hellicarrier, they tried often to hang out together as much as possible. But most of the time, Steve or Thor was deployed in the field, leaving one or the other behind with Luke. Rarely were they all three in the same place at the same time.

Luke had fetched his journal and opening it to a fresh page, began the first rough marks of a sketch. His dreams had slowly changed after his fall from the roof. Fortunately, Thor was always with him at night now, so no nightmares had occurred. But his dreams had developed an odd sort of vividness. Showing him strange places he'd never been, yet felt familiar. He tried to sketch as many of them out in the morning as he could. His black pen still not giving them the life they deserved. But atleast the odd song he'd been chasing for so long, seemed to have also abated. Only surprising him with hints from time to time when he caught bits of music playing and recognized a note or two.

Steve watched him with a patient smile. Being a sketcher himself, he knew better than to try to view whatever Luke was working on. If Luke wanted to show them, he would. Thor went over to busy himself with the television. Unlike the other two, Thor actually enjoyed the loud, chaotic picture box. He frowned as he flipped through the channels.

"This is concerning?" He said darkly, causing Steve to look up.

"What's that?" He asked him curiously.

"This box only has 10 channels at the most and 3 appear to be the same thing, just on different channels," Thor said as though deeply troubled by the occurrence.

Luke shook his head at his love's apparent dismay, reaching for his mug of coffee without thinking and having it slide obediently the last few inches to meet his hand. He quickly looked up, but fortunately, Steve and Thor were distracted with the TV, so they hadn't seen the phenomenon. He'd begun noticing strange things occurring while on the hellicarrier. He'd think about closing a door and it would shut, reaching for his pen, only to have it roll obediently into his hand.

The first couple of times, he was able to shrug it off as likely gravity induced, caused by the tilt and roll of the airship. But the more it happened, the more it both intrigued and terrified him. He practiced first with the pen, rolling it into his hand, then away, then back again. All by just thought and an outreached hand. Gradually moving to larger objects, cups, books, chairs, being certain only to do so when no one was around. He remembered the brief snippet in the encyclopedias at his first apartment, covering the theory of telekinesis, but couldn't believe this was what they'd described. It felt different, more tangible, and much to his dismay, familiar.

Much like these new dreams that had that blanketing feeling of dejavu. He began to wonder if these were things his former self could do, places he'd been. The instinct controlling the strange new ability, felt just as comfortable as when he had wielded the mop handle, beating those foul men as though wielding a staff weapon instead, or when he beat that one perpetrator's face to a bloody pulp. It was that thought that had him hiding the new ability. Trying to avoid anyone seeing it at all in the hopes of keeping such things a secret, much as he had kept the details of the nightmares to himself.

Along with Not Luke, this was something he wanted to spare his friends from. For not Luke had also gained a voice, a tiny whisper in his head, trying to fill his head with doubt and lies. Telling him terrible things, his friends were not his friends. They would not like him if they knew his dreams. Thor could never love him, he only pretended such. This voice often spoke up at odd times, fortunately Thor's touch seemed to chase it away which made it ever so easier to argue it's false words. Of course his friends were his friends, look at all Steve and even Natasha had done for him. And Bruce, let's not forget Bruce. He still missed him. But Thor, there was no doubting Thor's love. How could anyone ever think that one could do the things they had done behind closed doors and not be in love.

But it also showed told him how to do things, how to get the objects to move, urging him to flex this strange new ability. And whether it was wrong or not, he was far too curious to push the voice away completely. Wanting to see how far his new power reached, how strong it could get. Would he be able to one day lift a whole car? And just then, it was so automatic, getting the cup to come to him. Much more efficient that way. Still, he was fortunate no one had seen.

Luke took all he could of the sound of Thor flipping through the stations over and over, before shutting his journal with a loud sigh and stalking over.

"Here, let me see it." he suggested holding out his hand for the remote. Thor trustingly handed it over and Luke gave it a cursory glance before turning it off.

"Heeeyyy," Thor protested reaching for it, but Luke slipped easily in front of him and wrapped his arms about the large blond's neck. Distracting him completely with a tender kiss.

"Thor, isn't there far better things we could be doing rather than wasting our time with that infernal box," He asked smoothly.

"I couldn't agree more," Steve quickly interjected. Derailing whatever Luke was going to suggest next because he knew it likely involved the two disappearing back into their room again. "We got so much to see here. A whole new city to should we start first?"

Thor and Luke just looked at each other with a shrug. They'd no real knowledge of what to see in this city. Steve just laughed and picked up a London tour guide book off the table and began flipping it open. "Don't worry, I'll figure out some good places.

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