Loki couldn't remember the last time he had slept so peacefully, he woke up to the sound of the usual birds outside the window; however when he opened his eyes he was not in his room, he sat up noticing Wanda was nowhere to be seen.

He sighed, he knew it was still too soon for her, that she would never stop loving Vision, and yet last night he had told her he loved her, perhaps in a language she didn't understand, but for once he had admitted it out loud. Loki was happy to be even able to feel the way he did, he had never experienced something as real as this, and yet, he feared he had lost the only person that made his life have hope.

He stood up and put back his clothes, Wanda wasn't around, where would he even look for her? He decided to take a bath and panic afterwards.

As soon as he finished, Loki stepped outside the house, he'd try asking their neighbor, should he try to find her in Midgard? Would she even want to see him? What would he say?

"Are you alright?" A voice called him.

He turned to see Wanda coming from the side of the house with a bag from the market under.

"Hey" he said so casually, when in reality he was so relieved. "I was ummm... What did you buy?"

She seemed amused and entered the house, him following her close behind him.

"We were out of oranges. I know that's not their name, but I can't pronounce the word, and they taste exactly alike" She began washing them.

"Orange is fine" he agreed, and stood awkwardly behind her "the alien name is far too complicated"

"Would you mind preparing something?" She called "I'll take care of the juice"

He got immediately to work, and even found himself calming down, he wasn't sure if she was going to pretend last night hadn't happened, either way he wanted to give her space.

They ate breakfast, and Wanda did most of the talking, he did try to participate, but felt to conflicted with the new dynamic, or perhaps the lack of it.

"Okay you're driving me insane" she finally told him after an overly quiet session of practicing magic "what's wrong?"

Loki frowned "Me? I know what happened was... usual, but I cannot just go on and not acknowledge it"

She seemed uncomfortable "I... I don't know, okay? Can we pretend it didn't happen?"

That hurt, he nodded "If that's what you want"

"It is" she answered.

He excused himself for a run, when he returned the sun had gone out and the lights were off, he went back to his bedroom and took a shower. He had not expected Wanda to profess his love to him, she had made herself very clear before, and yet he was still disappointed and hurt, but the fact that she was still with him was enough, he could live with that.

When he opened his bathroom door, he saw Wanda in a robe sitting on his bed, her eyes were puffy and a bit red from crying, she stood up unsure of what to do.

"Do you need something?" He asked concerned.

She looked around and undid her robe to reveal her naked body, he didn't move his eyes from hers.

Slowly she got closer to him and reached to touch his face, he stopped her hand.

"Wanda" he called her name in a whisper "what are you doing?"

"Shhh" she commanded and with her free hand she reached for his jaw "You asked what I wanted earlier, ask again"

He let go of her hand and asked softly "What do you want?"

"You" she answered and pulled him to her.

They kissed even more passionately than last time, tongues clashing against each other, his hand arching her back, she started to undress him, he soon after joined her efforts.

He pushed aside the covers of the bed and laid her down on the cool sheets.
She had him, yes, but he also felt her tremble at their proximity, craving him desperately.

Loki left a trace of kisses down her shoulder to her arm, she laughed and turned towards him, she put her arms around his neck and stared at him, this time the lights were on and they saw each other's faces. He moved his hands to her waist, she pressed herself against him almost violently, he smirked and lifted her up so she could sit on top of him, slowly she began moving with him inside her. He didn't even mind not being in control, completely powerless focused only on the pure enjoyment of Wanda's touch, he tightened his grip on her hips and began moving in sync with her, it was not long when Wanda began moaning, losing herself as well, he liked to see her satisfied with him, she had tilted her head to the side leaving him enough room to look down at her body, he moved his hands in order to be able to reach for her breasts with his mouth, her nails clawed to his back while his tongue slid to her nipples, she had begun moving faster, both their moans had become an unison one, and after a while the two reached climax hanging onto each other like there was no tomorrow. Breathing heavily and hugging tightly.

They didn't move for a while, their breathing had synced, his face hid on her neck while her legs were so tangled with his that she no longer knew where her body ended and his started.

"Wanda" he called again

"Yes?"

He didn't say anything else, he didn't need to, there and now they felt the same way.

"Loki" this time she called him, he looked up, she caressed his face, and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Yes?" He asked out of words.

"Do you really love me?" Her tone serious.

"I do" keeping anything from her was useless, he had let her seen inside his mind, he had even told her in another language. He even felt lighter from telling her the truth.

"I don't" she was being honest, it wasn't aimed to hurt him "but I think I could"

"Wanda, you don't have to" he began.

"I know" she stopped him with a kiss "but I think I would like to, however-"

He stopped her this time with a longer kiss "I know I won't be the only one in your heart"

"You don't mind?" She whispered

He shook his head and smiled. Her eyes filled with tears and she embraced him.

The next day when Loki woke up, Wanda was still in bed with him.