(No smut this chapter, but there will be. I wanted to write some Steve and Thor fluff.))
Loki and Tony kissed, cheers filling the halls of Asgard. The twins were in their bassinets, watching the ceremony. They were four months old. Derek squirmed, wanting his parents. The couple walked down the stairs, picking their children up. Asia was in Loki's arms, Derek in Tony's. After the ceremony, a huge reception was held. Steve and Thor were going to watch the twins while The mischief maker and his inventor got a night off.
"Derek likes to fuss and squirm, but just give him a bottle and he'll be fine." Tony instructed. "Asia is normally pretty quiet, just don't leave her alone for too long, because then she will scream like a banshee." Steve nodded, even though this was the fourth time Tony had told him this.
"Anthony, come along. Every thing will be fine." Loki laughed. Tony pouted.
"I just...okay. Bye guys." Tony kissed them both on the head. Loki dragged him away from them.
"I am their mother, and you are more protective of them than I." Loki complained.
"Sorry." Tony muttered. "You've already had four other kids. They're my first. Do you blame me?" Loki laughed.
"I do not. I was the same way over Slephnir. Anthony, I love you very much, but you need to trust my brother."
"I do! I'm just...paranoid." Loki kissed his husband.
"They will be fine. Now come. We have an evening alone, I intend to enjoy it." Tony grinned.
"I hope you mean the same thing I do."
Steve rocked Derek in his arms gently, bottle attached to the infant's mouth. The boy's brilliant blue eyes contrasted his dark thickening curly hair. Steve smiled softly at his nephew. Thor felt he would hurt reek if he held him, so the god was carefully holding Asia.
"They are very small..." Thor complained. He log his niece and nephew, but he was afraid of them as well. He was much larger than they ever would be, being Loki's children, so he was terrified of hurting either of them.
"Yeah, they are, but they're getting bigger. This...this kind of makes me want one of my own." Steve said casually. Thor blinked, startled. Steven could not bear children, they knew that. So could they have one of their own? "We could adopt, of course." Said Steve, as if reading his lovers mind.
"Steven, you know I wish to give you everything you desire, but where in the world could we obtain a child of our own in the nine realms?" Thor asked.
"Earth has an abundance of orphans up for adoption. I know it's crazy...I just I always wanted a big family. I was an only child growing up, so I want at least two kids." Derek's eyes blinked a Few times before closing. The bottle went slack, as the infant slept.
"We shall see, Steven. I wish to establish myself as king first, if you understand."
"Of course!" Steve laid Derek in his carrier. The poor sickly little boy snored gently, just like his father. "Sorry..." Steve sighed. Thor passed Asia to him.
"Do not be sorry, my love! Tis a noble request! I too would love to have a child with you!" Thor said. Steve flushed lightly.
"I know...I should have waited until we were more situated..."
"Steven, I understand your desire for a family, and I shall grant that wish. But I have only just become king. I wish to establish more authority, is all." Thor kissed Steve. The little girl In his arms began to squirm.
"Okay, Asia!" Steve laughed, and grabbed a bottle. Thor watched His solider carefully. His birthday was approaching. The king studied the way Steven held the child, and how he delt with her fussing. He reminded very calm and steady with her. Thor nodded to himself, deciding on what to do.
"I love, Steven."
"I love you too, Thor."
The next morning, Loki and Tony woke up in each other's arms. Tony woke up first, and smiled. Loki looked so peaceful fast asleep. He kissed the top of Loki's head, and climbed out of bed. Stretching, Tony noticed bruising around the arc reactor. 'Probably nothing.' He convinced himself. Tony looked over a the near by calendar.
"Good morning, Anthony." Loki called sleepily. Tony grinned at Loki.
"You know what I realized babe?" Tony asked.
"What?" Loki sat up.
"Yesterday, was the one year mark since you saved my life." Tony crawled back into bed. Loki smiled.
"Intriguing. We wed the same day your wished to die." Loki kissed Tony. Tony smiled into it, and pulled back.
"Intriguing indeed."
