Amora didn't know what woke her up in the first place, but then it registered in her mind that she had heard something that had caught her attention. Objects fell to the floor, making Amora sit up from her bed, ready to call her sword to her but then stopped. Pietro was there with his back to the cabinet, breathing heavily before he tore off his shirt and examined his chest. She was about to ask him what he was doing before she realized that he was checking the places that he once had bullet holes. Thinking about the helicarrier riddling him with bullets made her get off of the bed and slowly went to his side.

"Hey…" she whispered, "You okay?"

Pietro took a moment before he mumbled, "I think so"

"What was that about?" Amora asked him.

"It happens every once in a while" Pietro looked to her, "I have nightmares of Sokovia and… the feeling is so real sometimes"

Amora slowly nodded, "I'm sorry"

Pietro ran a hand through his hair, "I thought I was getting better, the nightmares hadn't come back in a while"

"Do you want some water or anything from the kitchen?" Amora asked Pietro.

"No, it's okay, I'll get it myself" Pietro mumbled.

"No" Amora told him more firmly, "I'll get it… just rest, okay?"

Amora didn't even wait for him to object to it or not as she turned and left the makeshift flat and went downstairs to the concession desk. She guess that her words really did work as she didn't feel or see a swoosh of silver run past her to get to the kitchen and back as she slowly gave him some ice water. She knew what it was like to wake up in the middle of the night from a bad dream because it was the same experience that she woke up from. Now Amora felt pity for Pietro's soul as she noticed that he has to relieve being shot at for trying to save not only the little boy and Hawkeye but Amora as well.

She came back into the room to see Pietro was sitting on the bed with his hands covering his face. Amora slowly went over to him and gave the man his glass of water. Pietro took it and drank nearly the whole thing in one take before holding it in his hands as Amora sat beside him.

"What you did was a very brave thing back in Sokovia" Amora told him, "It didn't go unnoticed, Clint even named his son's middle name after you"

Pietro couldn't help but scoff, "I didn't see that coming"

Amora smiled, "Thank you, I never got to say those words to you for taking the bullets for me"

"I'd do anything for you"

Amora looked up to him before leaning in and kissing him on the lips, feeling her spirits lift up as he kissed her back. She couldn't help but feel that it was all worth it in the end, his sacrifice. She wanted to let him know everyday that he was valued and loved by the team which would hopefully make him come back.

She cupped his face as the kiss became just as passionate as the last time with Pietro pulling her closer to him. Amora craved his touch as she felt his rough hands climb up her back and hold her from the back of her neck.

At the last second, Amora gasped and broke the kiss as Pietro studied her face.

"What is it?"

"A-are we really doing this?" Amora stammered, nervously.

Pietro immediately knew what she was hinting at as he answered back, "Only if you want to"

Amora blushed as she didn't want to answer him but also didn't want to confess, "Of course, I do, it's just that-"

"What?"

Amora straightened up, "I never really…"

Pietro seemed surprised, "Really?"

"Well, not a lot of people found me worth courting" Amora defended herself, "I was always gentle, quiet, and reserved back on Asgard so no one gave me the time of day"

Pietro couldn't help but chuckle, "Then I stand by my word"

He then gently placed his hand on the back of her head as he whispered to her, "Asgard must be full of blind me"

Pietro leaned in and kissed her gently and slowly before he picked her up and moved her onto their shared bed. He opened his eyes and stared down at her as he brought his legs in between hers, waiting to see if she would open her eyes and change her mind again but their remained closed. Amora inhaled as she felt his body press down onto hers, giving her a comfortable weight on top of her as she found herself pulling his waist closer to hers. Pietro smiled into the kiss as slowly pulled off her long sleeved shirt. The sudden feeling of being cold sent shivers down her spine as her heart started to flutter and her mind freak out that she was actually doing this with someone she cared deeply for.

She did the same as she pulled off his shirt before Pietro threw it onto the floor next to her clothing as well. The feeling of their skin on skin seemed to intensify the mood as Pietro sucked in her bottom lip and nibbled on it making Amora moan as they shed each other's layers off. Amora felt there was a constant blush on her cheeks as she felt Pietro's skin on top of hers as he slowly thrust his hips into hers before he kissed her neck and started to nibble on it. Amora let out a moan as she leaned her head into Pietro's before he slowly propped himself up and stared at her.

Amora took in a deep breath before she nodded to him as she could see one of his arms reach down to his lower region. She held onto him as she felt first the pressure as she opened her mouth, unable to register the unusual sensation. But Pietro slowly moved out and then back in, deeper and deeper each time, filling her with both pain and pleasure.

Amora let out a moan as Pietro started to go faster as she picked up her legs a little bit higher as Pietro leaned in and kissed her with so much passion. He let out a pant as he grunted in her ear, making Amora lean her head back and gasp.

"Do you want me to slow down?" Pietro asked.

"No, please" Amora pleaded, "Just keep going"

Pietro propped himself above her as his arms were by her face, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Pietro" Amora told him in between gasps, "Keep going"

"Okay" Pietro whispered in her ear as the bed squeaked under them.

She found herself with her mouth always slightly open as she let out the occasional, "Pietro"

He moved his hand onto hers and whispered in his native language but her omniscience immediately translated it into her head to, "I love you"

Amora felt her heart skip a beat as she pressed her forehead to his shoulder before she let out, "I love you too, Pietro"

He picked up his head and smiled to her, "Damn your intelligence"

Before she could say anything, Pietro's face changed as he gave faster thrusts, making Amora cringe but also enjoy the pain before suddenly, Pietro pulled himself out of her and let out a couple of loud moans.

The two caught their breaths as Pietro laid his head down on her ribcage as he mumbled, "Sorry, for not giving you a warning… it's always very sudden"

Amora couldn't help but laugh at the irony as she stroked his hair, "I honestly didn't mind"

Pietro picked himself up and laid down next to her, draping the blankets over them before kissing her head, "I've been wanting to be with you for a long time"

Amora smiled as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm glad we finally got the chance to"

She felt his chest as she noticed slight scars all over his body before he said, "Those used to be the bullet holes"

"Those used to be the bullet holes" Pietro told her.

"No wonder the dream haunts you" Amora said.

Pietro whispered, "Not with you here"

Amora picked up her head and stared at him for a long moment before pressing her lips to his. She leaned in close so their heads were practically touching as she caressed her shoulder. Her mind couldn't possibly wrap around what they just did and she honestly couldn't feel anymore love from Pietro. The way he held her, she could feel how much he cared for the young Asgardian that it almost overwhelmed her. It definitely made her feel safe as she closed her eyes and got comfortable in his embrace.