While this was happening, Sigyn had tossed her in sleep. She stretched and extended herself. It caused her to wake up with a jolt. Her hands ruffled through the pelts to find a satin bed underneath her.
She did not feel the coldness anymore. "We're home," she breathed. Sigyn laid back down with joy. She could smell certain spices and scents that led her to believe that he placed her in his bed. Sigyn touched her eyes. She felt the smoothness of her lids. She opened them to see only darkness from the bandage. Lifting it up to see if she still had her eyesight. Light shined in, blinding her to the point where she gave a small scream out in pain. She closed her eyes with her hands and scurried off the bed. She tripped over the bag and fell flat upon the floor.
Sigyn stood back up. She placed her hands out to make sure she didn't hit something. If memory served her right, all she had to do was keep walking straight towards the bathing chamber.
It didn't take long for her to reach the tub. There was water but it was cold. Sigyn heated the tub until it boiled. She let it cool down as she closed the curtains around the room, making it darker.
Sigyn peered from underneath her bandage. It was easier on her eyes this time. She looked into her reflection upon the water as she shed her clothes. Sigyn scrubbed herself and took away the excess ointment. She changed back into an Asgardian. Her hair had gotten so long. When she was finished she stepped out, letting the red flames lick her body dry. She grabbed a green robe to cover herself. She did not want to wear the blood stained garbs.
She sighed and closed her eyes as she pushed through the curtains back to his chamber. Sigyn opened them again to see if there were any clothes, but something in bright gold blinded her with the rest of the light. Her eyes shut tightly in response. She headed straight for the bed and found the bag. She took it with her back to the bathing chamber. Sigyn searched the bag only to find garbs that barely covered anything.
Sigyn wore one that covered most of her body. Her body was covered in jewels. Her breasts were barely covered with excess fabric flowing down from the base to the floor. A belt adorned her hips with fabric flowing from the point down to the floor. It had a wide thigh gap. Wide enough that the next line of fabric was barely covering her rump. Fabric did not cover her torso or her shoulders and arms. Sigyn left her hair down. She stayed in the bathing chamber washing her clothes and brushing her hair.
Loki took on some kingly duties before he went back to his room. Once he entered his room, he found that it was empty. He had food and drinks for her. He placed down the plate and looked around.
"It's a bit blinding still," Sigyn heard him come into the room. She was behind the curtain sensing him with her mind. "And I tried to see again for clothes, but there is something gold in one of the side rooms that blinded me with the rest of the light."
Loki drawn the curtains and made it darker in his room. He headed over to where his clothes were at, when he saw movement from the bathing chamber. He stopped to take a look at her. Red hair flowing down to her calves. Fabric that barely even covered her. Her body glistened of jewelry. Her eyes shimmered. He headed straight for her.
Sigyn searched his memories. "Thor did not want to rule Asgard." It almost sounded like a question, but she also knew the reasoning of why he did not want to rule.
Loki brushed the stray hairs away as he cupped the side of her face. "Leaving me to rule instead, my Queen." His other hand traced her body to cup the other side of her face. He brought her into a soft kiss. Loki let go to view her attire. "This is quite the dress." His eyebrow flicked up as the smirk widened.
"This was the only one which had the most fabric," Sigyn brushed his arm. "I suspect the Jotunness just grabbed attire that was newly made for your reward."
Loki brought her into him. "Did it come with a headdress?"
Sigyn rolled her eyes. "Possibly. Who knows? We may have to travel back to retrieve it."
Loki brought her into another kiss. Sigyn grabbed onto him. He picked her up and brought her back to the bed. Her legs wrapped around him. He kept kissing her. His hands moved objects out of the way. She started to undress him. Loki took jewelry off one by one. At times he used his mouth to take off some of the pieces.
He tried to slip off her dress, but she stopped him. She took off his shirt before she let him continue. They were out of their garments that puddled upon the floor. The only thing they wore were the rings they gave one another. Fingertips left invisible trails on the skin were they roamed. The touch of lips left tingling sensations. It was if part of the skin bloomed from the touch. There were no words passed between them. They had queued for so long now, that intuition guided them.
It was not rushed either. Time was left for those who worried about it. It was a slow and steady climb to the peak of ecstasy. Both of them are masters in arousing seduction. Because loving physically was an outlet to loving another emotionally and loving another's soul. And without the certain arousals to peak existence the reward of feeling it thoroughly felt as if they were cheated out. And though it might have felt weird at times, they knew it was only the beginning.
Being a master at something meant that there was lots of failures and lots of practice. Though their time together before hand could qualify as practice, but nothing to this. Nothing to the actual conjoining of bodies in an age old act. Though at the depletion of their stamina it was going to be mastered.
And as they practiced, as the mastered one another's body, flames reached around bed. An Arora Borealis circling around them. The Pure white flames would brighten at each peak.
He woke up with a soreness that felt good. His body was curved around hers even though she laid upon her back. His face close to her shoulder. His hand was placed upon her heart. His other arm he laid upon as a pillow. He smirked as he let his arm pull his hand down her body slipping off from her thigh. She arced up in response and moved around in her sleep. He chuckled as he rose up, eyeing his wife framed by her red hair. He headed to the bathing chamber. The water became warm as he lit the fires around it. He poured in oils as he sat down in the water. The water was cool at first but felt warmer the closer he got to the edges.
Loki dipped underneath to cleanse himself. He leaned his head against the side and closed his eyes. Relaxing in the warm water. He was in complete relaxation.
Sigyn turned reaching for him in her sleep. Her mind still sensed that he was near. She woke up in a calm state. Sigyn stretched to warm up the muscles. They were sore but it felt nice. She slipped off of the bed and headed to the bathing chamber. Her red hair framing her body and covering her. Her eyes flicked to him as she made the flames thicken. She slipped into the water across from him. Sigyn dipped under water and rose pulling her hair up and away from her. She puddled it upon the side to make a pillow for her to rest her head upon.
"Mmm," escaped from her lips.
Loki didn't even open an eye to her. "Have I left you aching?"
She smirked as her eyes opened and she waded towards him. She straddled herself upon him and rested her crossed arms upon his chest. Leaning close to his face with a mischievous smile waiting to be seen. "Shall we see?"
Loki smirked. "Oh?" He rose his head up to her, his lips almost close in contact with hers. "Becoming coy already?" His hands waded through the water to reach the long tendrils of her red hair. He brushed through from her head down. She started to leave trails of kisses along his neck line. He followed her red hair floating upon the water, taking up almost all of the surface.
"I haven't always been free, the length should not count towards it," Sigyn read his thoughts.
Loki pulled her in closer. "Oh but it should," his lips touching her ear. "You stopped cutting it. You stopped letting them control you." Sigyn faced him once more. "It should not matter if you were still enslaved, but your spirit, your will, wasn't anymore."
She kissed him, soft yet strong; letting him know how right he was. He didn't let go of her for several moments. The fires heating the water started to build more. As Sigyn let go to get more air, Loki chuckled. "Careful," he lifted himself up with her out of the bath. Sigyn automatically had flames licking her body and his dry as she stood still clutched to him.
The sensation was not only quite enjoyable and arousing, but it was intimate and a bit dangerous.
He knew she was about to apologize for not even asking if he wanted it, but the wicked look in his eyes knew that she didn't have to. "We're going to have bathe together more." He kissed her with such passion, the water started to bubble. Steam was coming off, and the oils in the water were starting to drift into the air. Loki chuckled with delight. This time they took mastering their craft to the bathing chamber with several new elements to factor in.
The two separated, Loki to change back into Odin to proclaim on his kingly path, and Sigyn changed into her gown from the day before. She grabbed the plate of fruits and ate upon the balcony. It was still dark enough for her to peer out. Her eyes slowly healing. A breeze felt good upon her body. She brought the plate back to where it was. She looked over to where his clothes were.
The gold that blinded her, she wanted to scope it out. Sigyn walked over to see in the parlor that harbored his clothes and weapons, a golden dress upon a mannequin. It was her wedding gown. Her jewelry and helmet were propped upon a table next to. Tears ran down her cheeks as she headed over to it. She felt the fabric and fell to the floor, clutching to it as if it was about to leave her. Sigyn could see that Loki's ceremonial attire was next to it with his helmet next to hers. She glanced around to see that there were more garments of hers in this room.
Sigyn knew that Frigga had done this. Tears streaked down, her sobs were silent. It took a few moments before she regained herself. She wiped away her tears and smoothed out her gown. Sigyn kept her chin held up and sifted through the gowns. These gowns were some of her old ones, others were new.
Gifts, she browsed through. Sigyn chose one to change in. Gifts from one queen to another.
She opened her mind as she left his room. Our room, Sigyn noted to herself. Or I am going to our room? Sigyn headed to king and queen chamber. No one was near her or coming towards this way. Sigyn headed into the chamber and walked to the parlor where Frigga was murdered. She sensed everything that had happened. As she moved around, she could picture it in her mind. When she stopped, she clutched her side as if she felt the sharp pain of a sword piercing through her. Her hand went down automatically as if she could try to stop the blood. Her eyes wandered down as her hand drew away, there was nothing. Her heart raced as she watched the scenes play over again.
She reached into a pocket of her dress and pulled out her red handkerchief. Embroidered in gold thread was an S and an L intertwined. She started to get teary eyed.
This was all hers now and she knew that refusal was futile. Sigyn took a breath in and regained her composure as best she could.
Loki headed back to his room. He had a new plate of food and drink ready for her, but scanning around the room she was nowhere in sight. He went to the bathing chamber, nothing. Next his clothing parlor, there he saw the golden item that she was saying. Her wedding gown. Loki viewed the setup his mother had left for them. He knew exactly where she was at.
He headed there as quickly as he could. Heading through secret tunnels and staircases.
Loki reached the chamber and viewed her pensive state. She was clad in pale gold with green and black inlay, his colors. Collared and cuffed with cape flowing from her high collar. The gown belled out from her knees down.
"I figured you were here," Loki interrupted her thoughts. "What are you thinking?" He headed over to her. His hand touched hers as she looked over to him. Her thoughts were so potent that he knew instantly. The scenes of his mother fighting and dying were a sudden shock. "Ugh," escaped from his lips and was almost inaudible.
Sigyn let go as she closed her mind. She turned away from him, clutching her hands to her heart.
"So that is how she died," Loki broke the trance. He blinked away the water that started to form in his eyes. "No one could say that I did not follow in her footsteps." He flashed his signature smile. "Come," he reached out his hand to her. "You still need to heal." Sigyn didn't look down at it, but put her red handkerchief in his hand instead. He scrunched his eyebrows trying to decipher what she was trying to tell him.
"This is our room," Sigyn was soft. "Our life now. You have always wanted a throne. We must take what is handed to us."
Loki now figured it out. He transformed the both of them were in their wedding attire. "Shall we continue where we left off?"
Sigyn looked to him before looking down to herself. A gasp escaped her lips. His hand was still outreached to her. She took his hand without hesitation. Loki started to lead her away from the chamber.
"The chamber?" Sigyn didn't want to look into his thoughts in case she might be potent again with hers.
"Eventually," Loki led her through the secret tunnels until they reached a rock wall. She was confused until he led her through the portal. On the other side was a waterfall surrounded by a forest. Loki led her to a secret entrance behind the water fall. The tunnel twisted and turned until they reached another water fall but out from it was a meadow with giant house and garden next to it. Her winged horses and Sleipnir grazing along looked up to their arrival and whinnied before going back to grazing.
Loki led her to the front door. He opened it, stepped in and stopped. His smile glowed as he started to draw her in. Sigyn stepped through the threshold without tripping. Loki brought her to his lips. He shut the door behind them. "This is our home. No one can see it from anywhere." He whispered into her ear. "Hidden away, just for us."
Sigyn pulled him into a kiss. Loki led her to their chamber as they kept fanning the flames. Puddles of garments plopped about as their consumption continued. This time there was no awkwardness, no hesitations, nothing that could stop from what was ensuing. They had become masters now and knew exactly what the other had wanted. Sweet nothings were spoken but they were not nothings, they were sweet affections, words that were once hidden now spoken aloud. These words did not mean nothing, they meant everything. Words that could be said in the heat of the moment, but there was heat from this relationship from the get go. It was just hidden behind armor, these words hidden behind others. Words that could now be said, for this place was their armor.
This was how it was supposed to be. He had searched for years trying to find a place that was out of sight. Once he did, he knew exactly what he wanted to make of it, a home. Not just any home, a place sacred for him and his loved ones. Asgard may deem itself a safe place and a stronghold but he knew with everything there are weaknesses and this place had very little compared to where he was raised. Animals knew of this because of the secret tunnels that led to there. He would show Sigyn all of them in time. There was plenty of time for that later and a bunch of other things he had planned out, but for now it was them and them alone. No interruptions, no feuds, no duties, just the two of them on their honeymoon. Which Loki had conveniently taken honey mead, made from a wine cellar the night he followed Sigyn to the tavern, for them to share over the next four weeks.