"Pepper, I think for once, I am actually nervous." Natasha whispered, wincing a bit at the tug of her hair. Pepper laughed softly, letting the flat iron slide down her red hair, causing it to go into very gentle waves instead of her usual curls.
"Well, I think that is pretty natural 'Tasha. Many brides get nervous on the big day, spies are no exception. I mean, this is a very big step, especially for you. I'm sure Loki is just as nervous as you are." Natasha hisses at the poke from a hair pin, never having been one for doing her hair in fancy ways. Therefore, this was pretty new to her. She sighed and rested her chin in her hand, leaning against the arm of her chair. They had started getting ready at about 9 a.m. and it was now 11. Talk about boring. They hadn't even started on make-up for gods sake. The time spent so far was mainly used for hair and ironing out little details.
"I doubt Loki would be nervous, he rarely is…."
On the other side of the building which they had rented for their wedding, that little statement would have been put to shame by the practically cowering god. Tony couldn't help but be amused as Loki paced back and forth, being stopped now and then for Tony to fix his hair in some way or another.
"Stark, are you sure that Natasha will show up? Or that this is the right thing? It just seems so complicated." Tony just chuckled and added a rose to Loki's suit, making sure it was practically perfect.
"I am sure she will be there. You know Natasha is not one to desert people, unless they really piss her off. And this is probably the best decision of your life. Well, from what I have heard about it." Loki rolled his eyes and gave him an almost playful shove.
"I shall trust you at this moment, if anything to give myself some peace of mind." Loki says softly, walking out with Tony. They both went up to the alter, Loki standing in the designated spot and Tony taking his place beside Thor and Bruce.
It was a few minutes later when the music started. Loki took deep breaths to calm himself, watching as Natasha's bridesmaids walked down the aisle, including Pepper and Jane, as they had become quite close. Finally, Natasha stepped out and started down the aisle. There were murmurs of praise and surprise, all eyes trained on her. Her dress flowed down to the floor and out behind her like a cala lily, the boddess tight from top to her hips before flaring out gently. The white creamy silk of her dress ended in a sweetheart neckline, black lace coming up from there, cirling her neck and going down her arms in see through sleeves. The black bow around her waist trailed down behind her, the tails resting perfectly on the train and creating a lovely contrast. Her red curls were piled up in a messy up-do, something that was uniquely her. Her make-up made the blue of her eyes bright and beautiful, light pink lipstick causing the peaches and cream skin tone of hers to really pop. To top it off was her bouquet of black, red and white roses, some green grass thrown in with them. Loki could only think of one word. Breathtaking.
Finally, the music ended as Natasha settled by Loki's side, looking up at him nervously. He smiled and took her hands in his gently, stroking the backs as the priest started the vows. Soon, it was time for them both to say I do.
"Do you, Loki Laufeyson, take Natasha Romanoff to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Loki heard the priest say and grinned, causing Natasha to giggle in spite of herself.
"I do, of course I do." He grinned even wider and caused Natasha to blush.
"Natasha Romanoff, do you take Loki Laufeyson to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Natasha was practically crying by now, even as she nods.
"Y-yes…I do." She whispers. The priest declares them husband and wife, and that Loki may now kiss his bride. Stepping close, he gently cups her face before kissing her. She flings her arms, bouquet and all, around his neck, pulling him closer and deeper into the kiss. Finally they break away to the cheers and whistles of their friends, as well as the small groups of their families. Still in each others arms, they look to everyone, grinning broadly, now a proud wedded couple. An hour later and the entire wedding group would be in the main room, talking and letting the music company get everything set up. It seemed as if Loki and Natasha were inseparable at that point, always touching or embracing in some way. Even when they were pulled away by people, they were locked together by their hands, keeping that special connection. Finally, they were dragged out onto the floor, laughing and grinning. The musicians started playing just as Natasha and Loki took their positions, starting their first dance together. Slow and gentle, just as they had been when they were first together. As they danced, they became absorbed in each other, deeper and more passionately than ever before. It was the type of love, that were you to witness it, you may mistake it for adoration. Pure adoration but not love. To the people who shared it though, it was one of the simplest, yet most complicated things in the world. True love.
The night continued on, filled with dancing, champagne and of course, the cake cutting and bouquet throwing. The bouquet throw was for sure one of the funnier parts of the evening…
"Are you ready?" Natasha shouted, laughing with all her other girlfriends who were crowded around. She turned around and tossed the bouquet, the roses landing right in a startled Jane's hands. She looked up at a laughing Natasha, letting out a startled yelp when Thor sweeped her off her feet and kissed her.
"What a momentous occasion! We must sort out our own coronation now!" Jane looked shock as he practically carried her out, leaving many of the avengers dying from laughter. When Natasha started to look through the crowd for Loki, he came forward, awkwardly bringing a chair. She looked at him curiously as he winked, pulling her close and whispering in her ear. Her cheeks flared red, much to the enjoyment of Tony and the others. He helped her take a seat before kneeling and slowly slipping her dress up high enough to reach her garter. She started giggling and covered her eyes, feeling the movements as he slowly pulled the garter off of her limb with his teeth. Moments later, He shot the garter into the crowd….Right into Tony's face. He went beet red, especially when he saw Pepper's smirk and coy wink. It wasn't long before the two of them were gone as well.
Soon, the bride and groom were on their way out, climbing into the limo courtesy of the deserted Tony. As they drove away, the cheers and whistles of their friends and family died away into silence and darkness only permeated by a light blue glow from the lighting near their feet.
"Um, Natasha, where are we going?" Loki asks softly, not wanting to disturb the beautiful silence too much.
"I don't know… Tony said the honeymoon was on him as a wedding gift so he picked the place… All I know is we are on our way to the airport." He nods before pulling her close and kissing her again, smiling.
"That's ok with me, so long as we are together.." And with that, they were off on the dark highway, heading into their own little piece of paradise.
(Once again, this isn't done! I still have many chapters)