Hat-Trick: Tasertricks #3
Song: Caribbean Blue ~ Enya
Genre: Romance
Spoiler Alert: Don't really think so, only unless you didn't see the very end of Thor2.
Rating: T
Shades of Blue
If there was one color that defined Darcy's life, it would be blue. Not purple or green like most people would guess, but blue in all its shades and hues.
Her first crush had eyes like the sky, such an unfathomable blue that Darcy spent most of her time trying to describe it in great detail in truly horrendous poetry. The house in which she grew up in had been a purely elegant shade of Neptune blue, trimmed in sea-foam. She had dyed her hair smerf blue when she had been sixteen, and one couldn't forget to mention how brightly blue her own eyes were. But all of those blues were insignificant to the ones that came later…after she left Jane and the Earth to live with Loki in Asgard.
The sky of Asgard had been such a varied palate of blues during the day Darcy wished she could capture it in some way. She had tried that first year, sending for paints of oil and water, and painting great murals on the walls of her and Loki's rooms.
The sheets on which she first made love to Loki had been ocean blue. They had been a fine silk that allowed their bodies to glide over flawlessly as they twisted and turned. She had been so fond of those sheets she had commissioned several to be made and kept in stock.
Her wedding gown had been a delicate powder blue, small sapphire beads carefully hand stitched to the hem and along the collar. Loki had told her she had looked the part of future Asgardian queen in the color. Darcy refused to wear any other shade from then on out.
Her son had been wrapped in the softest blanket of Lapis, the color reflecting in his bright blue eyes. She still had the receiving blanket, tucked safely away in the trunk at the bottom of her bed. When she would lament the fact that Radulf was fully grown and married himself, she would take it out and press her face in those deep blue fibers and breathe in.
But of all those shades there was one that she treasured most. The color of her husband's true form; a form that he kept hidden from all but her. She relished in that perfect hue, in the contradicting smoothness and coarseness of his flesh. In the taste of the winter when she put her mouth to his deep navy lips. This was a blue that couldn't be matched, a blue she couldn't ever describe, but she would spend the rest of her life trying to.
Author's Note: I wasn't sure what to do with this one. The first thought to pop into my head actually was a very sad one that ended with Darcy dying in Loki's arms….I had a better idea.
Well, only two more left in the Tasertricks bit of this Hat-trick. After those I'm going to do the Thor, so we will have five Thundertasers next.
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