AN: Mature content ahead

Later in the afternoon Laney and Loki were laying out on the balcony of his chambers. She had taken the time to lay out some blankets and pillows after she'd moved a table and chairs out of the way, and they were both relaxing in the sun before they would have to get ready and prepare for the feast that evening.

Loki watched a stray cloud as it was slowly passing by. He had not taken the time to enjoy life on this level in years - not since Laney moved away. "Was she right? Have you ever thought about us being wed?" He asked, just curious. I had our wedding planned at one point...

Laney blushed as she looked up from her spot, lying on her back with her head on his chest. "I may have," she replied shyly, "It has come up in my journal a few times."

"That's good, I just wanted to make sure it wasn't just me." He chuckled, filled with more confidence. Once I win my freedom...

She laughed as she rolled over onto her stomach. "Tell me something Loki..."

"What would you have me tell you?" He asked and rolled to his side to look at her.

"When did you first realize you had feelings for me?" Laney asked as she laid her head down on one of the pillows.

Loki thought back for a moment before he answered. "It was around my eighteenth birthday that mother helped me realize what I was feeling." He answered, starting to recall the awkward conversation.

Laney smiled. "Sounds like a happy memory. I imagine the both of you had a decent conversation"

"She's the only one, other than you, that I have ever confided in." Loki admitted.

"That's a good thing, although I would have thought at one point that you talked to Thor," she replied. "I think I was... sixteen when I realized I had feelings for you. I remember that you were practicing in the battle area with Thor a lot around that time, and I was almost always in attendance to watch the both of you."

"I could talk to him about some things, but he would have only teased me had I told him about my confusion." He explained, then rolled onto his back again. "I never could concentrate on practice while you were watching." He chuckled.

"I watched you win against your brother and his warriors multiple times," she countered, "If you recall, there was a time before I had to move where I became more clingy. I always had a hand on your shoulder or your arm... I think you got mad at me for that a few times."

"I didn't say I didn't beat them, just that my focus always drifted to you while you watched." He corrected, then reached his hand over to find hers. "I was never mad at you. Knowing you were leaving was just hard for me to deal with."

Laney pulled his hand up to kiss the back of it. "I'm sorry Loki, for what it's worth."

"It wasn't your fault darling, and you're back now." He said sweetly, then grinned coyly at her. "I doubt we would be expecting any visitors right now." Unless mother barges in again.

She chuckled and propped herself up on her elbows. "What's going on in that mind of yours?" she asked with a smirk.

"We were in the middle of something this morning," He reminded her, returning her smirk, but staying on his back.

"Really now? What are you going to do about that?" she retorted with an eyebrow raised.

"I haven't decided yet, but I promise you'll enjoy it." He grinned, then rolled onto his side and leaned over, kissing her lips.

Laney chuckled into the kiss and reached out to put one hand into his hair, then to get the pressure off her elbow she rolled to her side and felt Loki quickly grab her waist and pull her flush against his chest.

"I missed you so much," He told her again when he pulled away for air, then pulled her into another deep kiss.

She clutched onto the front of his robe before she decided she wanted to feel his skin against her hands. The ribbon was quickly found and untied before she ran her hands up his chest, her lips never leaving his until she moved them to his jaw, then his neck when she needed to breathe. "I missed you too," she mumbled against his skin.

Loki gasped, then gave a soft moan. "You drive me crazy," He groaned, growing aroused again. He slid one hand into her robe and up her side, stopping just below her breast.

Laney grinned at him, her breathing heavy. She glanced down, then looked back up into his emerald eyes. "I can tell," she said wryly as she let one hand run back down his chest, to rest on his hip and gently squeeze as she met his lips with hers once more.

He moaned into the kiss, and tried to shift his hip away from her hand. He deepened their kiss, feeling his arousal grow. When their lips finally broke apart, he was breathing heavy as well. "You are being such a tease."

She bit her lip as she caressed his hip with her thumb, able to feel his hand just beneath her breast with every breath she took. "I'm turned on just as much as you," she whispered, "But I don't know how far you want to take things."

Don't tempt me like that... "I want your first time to be as special as you'd imagined it, so we will go at a pace you are comfortable with." He sharply inhaled when he felt how she moved her hand, so close to where he wished to be touched most.

Laney pecked his lips before she gently nipped his bottom lip, hearing him moan into her mouth as she kissed him. When she pulled away, she pressed her forehead against his, gasping for air. "I'm trying so hard not to give in right now," she whispered, feeling her belly coil with need.

Loki closed his eyes and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself. "Perhaps we should find something less... arousing to do?" He suggested.

She made a small noise of frustration as she buried her head into his neck, trying to make her body calm down and relax. "I'm not sure if that would benefit at the moment."

Don't give in... "Tell me what you want," Loki whispered, needing her as much as she needed him.

Laney gave him an open mouthed kiss to his neck as she let her hand travel back up his waist and wrap around him. "I don't want to push you Loki," she murmured, "I know this is new for the both of us."

He ran his fingers through her hair. "You are not pushing me at all, no matter what you decide," He assured her, then guided their lips together for a gentle yet passionate kiss.

She sighed into his kiss and slowly pushed him onto his back. A proud smile lit her face when she pulled away as she slowly sat up, then straddled his waist, letting her crotch barely rub against him, feeling a shiver run down her spine. "What do you decide?" she asked softly.

Loki held onto her hips, feeling like he really wanted to give into his desires. "I... dammit Laney, don't leave this up to me." He pleaded with her, unable to think straight with her astride him.

Laney bent down to kiss him sweetly. "We don't have to go all the way," she murmured against his lips. "But we can still let off steam... if you want to."

"What do you have in mind?" He asked, ready to agree to pretty much anything at this point. He captured her lips in a quick kiss. Whatever it is, I'm in... pun intended.

She slowly kissed him back, feeling as he ran his hands from her hips, up her back, then back down again. Laney smirked as she slowly ground her hips against his, feeling him gasp into the kiss in response, both of their bodies feeling a bit over sensitive. Loki groaned into the kiss as she continued to undulate her hips, fully aroused now and feeling a touch uncomfortable in the trousers he was still wearing. He began to meet her movements by moving his hips against hers in response.

"Loki," she breathed as she rested her head against his shoulder, feeling him dig his fingers into her hips as she ground against him. She could feel his distinct erection as she rubbed her pelvis against him and it only spurred her on as another shiver ran through her at the motion. Laney moved to put her weight on to her hands, resting them on either side of his head while she stared into his eyes. "Tell me what to do," she whispered.

"Put all of your weight on me and grind harder," he told her, breathless. We'll have to wait for anything more, he reminded himself, though desperate for more contact.

Laney pressed down with her pelvis before she rotated her hips, letting the feeling that resulted from the movement run through her body as she let her head drop to his chest. "Shit..." she gasped, "If this feels this good, I can't imagine what the real deal is like, much less skin on skin."

"It's... so much... better." He panted, feeling close to climaxing. Curse myself for not being able to last longer.

She lifted her hips and slid down to sit on his legs before she began untying the strings to his trousers. "I don't want you to make a mess of your trousers," she said softly as they completely loosened so she could gently slide them partially down his hips. When she pulled them down far enough, Laney gazed down and felt her cheeks instantly heat up as she took in the sight of his erection in its full glory. She glanced up at him, then back down at his more than willing member. "May I?" she asked quietly.

Loki groaned in relief when he was free of the tightness in his trousers. Wouldn't be the first time, he thought, in response to her comment about making a mess. He blushed slightly when he realized that he was the first nude man she had seen. "You can touch me in any way you want," he assured her, eager to feel any contact from her.

Laney gulped as she gently ran her fingers from the head to the base. His skin is so soft, she thought, before she then took him in her hand and stroked him a few times before she looked up at his face, hoping she was doing something right. Her eyes never left his face as Loki gasped in surprise at how she stroked him, then his face twisted in pleasure. His hips unconsciously started to take over and bucked upwards into her hand, urging her to continue. Noting that she was doing something right, Laney continued to stroke him, resting her other hand on his bare hip. The look on his face made her bite her lip and squeeze her legs together, even as she still sat astride him. Knowing that I am causing such pleasure for him... it's such a turn on.

"Can't hold... back..." he panted out in a sudden warning, then released his icy seed over her hand and along his stomach. His hips didn't slow right away, wanting the pleasure coursing through his body to last as long as possible.

A smile lit up her face at the sight of his climax and watched as his chest heaved with his quick breaths, his body trembling with the release. "It's okay," she whispered as she moved to stand on her knees and one hand, then leaned down to give him a gentle kiss.

"You have quite a skilled touch," He remarked, meaning it as a compliment. No one has ever made me feel quite like that before. "Stay exactly as you are, on your knees, alright?"

She gulped, but nodded at him. "I've never done that before, but I paid attention to your face," she said softly.

"You have always been able to read me." He said approvingly. When he moved, he repositioned himself so he was between her legs and she was now straddling his face, not caring about the current mess on his stomach. Getting a good grip on her hips, he pulled her closer and vanished her undergarments before he very lightly touched his tongue to her and licked along her folds.

Laney's eyes widened and she gasped at the feeling of his tongue against her most intimate area. "Oh... shit."

Loki chuckled against her tender, warm skin, then moaned when he slipped his tongue between her folds, into her inner warmth. Her sweet taste flooded his senses, driving him to want more.

She grasped onto the blanket with a white knuckle grip as she dropped to her elbows, the pleasure overwhelming her. "Loki," she gasped. He moaned against her skin in reply, the vibration of his voice making her tremble, then let his tongue search out her delicate bud. Once he found her soft bud, he gently stroked it with his cool tongue, finding the increased temperature difference very appealing. He set a slow, careful pace against her bud to draw out her pleasure. He wanted to bring her the same pleasure she had given him. The feeling that rippled across her body was something that she had never been able to get from herself. She cried out in pleasure, unable to hold it in any longer. I think I know where the term silver tongue came from.

Laney found herself gripping onto the blanket as tight as she could as she gasped out ragged breaths. "Oh, don't... don't stop..." she cried as she felt her legs begin to shake. Feeling Loki tighten his grip on her hips, he helped hold her steady as he quickened the pace of his tongue's strokes against her bud to bring her to her climax. When her body let go, she couldn't stop herself from crying out into the fabric of the blanket, her body shuddering violently with the release. Her breathing came to her in quick gasps as her body tried to accommodate for how she felt. "Oh... my... gods... I think I've gone to Valhalla."

Loki gently helped Laney lay down with him again so she could relax and calm down, feeling a bit breathless himself. "Now you know why they call me silver tongue," He teased once he had caught his breath.

Laney shook her head at him as her breathing slowly began to return to normal. "I've never experienced anything like that... ever. Not even when... I would do things on my own."

"Trust me, I know. Going solo just barely gets the job done, it never compares to being with someone else." He admitted, having plenty of experience on his own as well. It's even worse when your mother walks in on you when you're going solo...

She huddled herself against him, her heart still thrumming quickly in her chest. "I agree with you." Laney looked up at him from her spot against his shoulder, a sated smile on her face. "We need to get ready soon, but I don't think I can walk at the moment."

"There is plenty of time darling, relax as long as you need." Loki replied, holding her close. He couldn't find words for how much he enjoyed these moments of them just being together. His loving expression changed to a sly smirk as he held up his hand and made her underwear appear. "You will be needing these back though. It turns out I have regained enough magic to vanish panties." He chuckled.

Laney blushed deeply as she watched him twirl them in his hand. "You are getting stronger," she cooed as she caressed his collarbone, "That's a good thing."

"Please don't tell my mother that her food is helping. I don't want to be forced into eating more of it," he said truthfully. It is the food of monsters...

She leaned up to grace him with a gentle kiss. "Loki, if you truly wish that, then I will not tell her. But if you end up wanting more on your own, just ask for it. I enjoyed the fruit as well," she said honestly.

Loki returned her kiss, then sighed. "It was good, but I will never embrace that side of myself. If I start eating their food, I become that much more like them." He said softly, his tone making it clear this weighed heavily on his mind.

Laney sat up and shook her head. "You will always be yourself Loki, and no one else." She paused and took a deep breath as she met his eyes, "You will always be my Loki, and... I love you for it."

Loki met Laney's eyes, speechless for a moment. "I love you too," he replied, his tone filled with emotion. I love you and that's why I can't be the monster...

She beamed at him before she ran her hand up to the side of his neck so she could pull him up into a gentle kiss. When she pulled away, her eyes were welled with tears. "I've wanted to tell you that for years," she whispered, "I never got the chance before I had to leave."

"I never found the courage to tell you. When you left, that's when I realized how much I needed you." Loki admitted, when their kiss ended. He lifted his hand to gently brush away her tears. "Everything is perfect now darling."

"Let's just hope it stays that way," she said, her voice hopeful. Laney sat back then, deciding to test if her body was fully recovered as she stood and grasped the nearby table to steady herself for a moment before she turned to face him. "I think I'm going to bathe before we have to get ready."

Loki quickly stood up and walked over, wrapping his arms around Laney to help steady her while also hugging her from behind. "As long as we are together, it will always be perfect." He assured her, then kissed her neck just under her ear.

She couldn't help but smile and feel bubbly inside at his cuddliness. She turned in his embrace to give him another kiss, unable to stop herself from doing so. "What are you planning on wearing tonight?" she asked softly when she pulled away.

He smiled into the kiss, feeling happier than he had in years. Never letting you go... "I would normally just wear my armor for any form of celebration."

"Is that what you want to wear tonight?" she asked as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Or do you want to dress down a little?"

Loki moved his hands to rest on Laney's hips. "What do you think I should wear?" He asked, wanting her opinion as well.

Laney furrowed her brow in thought. "Some of the nobles from when you were tried may still hold grudges and feel that a couple months in the dungeon was not enough. We need to show them that you are a better person. That us being together means a good future." She looked up at him to see him raising an eyebrow at her and a small smirk on his face. "Sorry, I learned a lot of the court stuff from my dad throughout the years."

He finally nodded, trusting her judgement. "No armor then... what would you think of a nice tunic and trousers?" He suggested. Armor might be seen as too threatening right now. He sighed to himself. "And my boots, I love my boots."

She chuckled and turned to walk into his chambers to get out of the now hot afternoon sun. "Your boots match with everything you own," she replied absently as she walked to the closet and opened the door wide. "I will match you if you want me to. Or I can wear a color that stands out." Laney sifted through his various clothes before she found a pale green button up with a collar and pulled it out to show him. "Did you get this from Midgard?" she asked with a smirk.

Loki followed her into the room and leaned against the wall while she looked through his clothes. "Yes, that one is from Midgard. It is considered very nice, by their standards." He explained. "What about both? Match me, but with your own twist?" He suggested.

"I like this shirt," she said fondly as she ran her hand along the fabric. "I'll let you pick your trousers and other things, but I say you should wear this shirt tonight. I will have to look through my things and see what I have with me. I did not travel with much when I came here."

He gently took the shirt from her hand, then pulled his robe off. When he pulled the shirt on, it was just tight enough to be flattering. "I don't know what they are called, but there are two different types of Midgardian pants..." he walked over to the closet and found two pairs of black pants, one slacks and the other jeans. "These are the ones that go with the shirt." He held them up for her to see.

"Would you be comfortable in them?" Laney asked as she felt the dense fabric against her hands. "I have a feeling we will be in the ballroom for a long time tonight."

Loki considered both pairs of pants for a moment. "I suppose I would be most comfortable in this one." He indicated the slacks. But my ass looks better in these... he thought as he looked back at the jeans.

Laney shrugged. "Wear what you think is best. I'm going to bathe quickly, then I will go through my dresses. A dress would be better than my usual shirt and trousers," she replied as she started towards her door. "I don't think they would be happy if I dressed like one of the guys like I usually do," she added with a chuckle.

Loki watched as Laney walked towards her room. "Wear whatever makes you happy. Anyone who has a problem with it can deal with me." He told her, and meant it, feeling more protective of her than ever before. I'm strong enough to protect you now...