Pairing: Loki/Jane; Thor/Sif
Rating: M~
Description: Our dashing God of Mischief and his adorable wife are reunited with Odin and Frigga. :)
Songs: "Heart Like Yours," by Willamette Stone; "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran, "Love Like War" by All Time Low, and "Say(All I Need)" by OneRepublic
Chapter 6
The familiar sight of the guards situated around his father's throne greeted the green eyed Prince as Fandral, Jane, and Thor followed in after them; laughter emanating from his wife and brother. Grateful that Thor had been able to help make his Jane relax, Loki's mind wandered back to the revelation that had occurred before Thor had approached them. Once Jane completed the pregnancy test, the two of them would know if their lovemaking had been successful in creating a child. The thought of his Jane becoming a mother made his lips curl up as he peered over at her. She would make their child feel so very loved and cherished; much like she made him feel. As for himself, he knew he would strive to make sure the child knew how much their father loved him; unlike the great Odin. Far too much time had been spent witnessing his father dote heavily on his first born while his second son was made to feel less.
Footsteps echoed throughout the throne room; the source of the sounds originating from a room he and Thor had spent countless hours hiding in. The two of them would take turns watching their father do his duty of the King of Asgard. Remembering how much time he had spent trying to earn the praise of Odin, Loki's attention was pulled away at the glorious sight of their mother, Frigga. His heart swelled at the sight of his mother as he made his way to her, "Mother," he exclaimed; smiling as she held out her arms for him before enclosing him in a warm embrace.
Turning her attention away from Thor's telling of a prank that Loki had pulled on him when they were kids, Jane smiled at the sight of her husband and his mother hugging each other. Of all the people that Jane had met during her visits to Asgard, Frigga was one of her favorites. The nighttime talks they had shared where Frigga opened up about tremendously glad her son had met Jane replayed in her mind; her love for her sons evident. She also remembered how Frigga had repeatedly referred to Jane as her daughter and as her mind went back to admitting to Loki that she was possibly pregnant, she found herself considering the advice or words that she could receive if she told Frigga what was going on. Her thought process paused at the sight of her father-in-law making his way into the room; his silvery white hair standing up brightly as he made his way to his wife and children. Remembering as Loki had once instructed her, she bowed her head at the slowly approaching King; the sound of his amused chuckle surprising her as she straightened up.
"My dear daughter, of all my children, how is it you're the most polite?," he addressed her; his lips curved upward in a smile before glancing over at his sons and wife. "Frigga, Frigga; you're going to smother the boy if you keep up with that hug," he teased at the sight of his wife's continued embrace.
"Well, I have not seen him for months, my dear. Plus, I cannot help but notice how content he looks. His wife's doing, no less," she exclaimed as she looked over at Jane and smiled as she approached her. Once she did so, she hugged Jane closely, casting a glance at her still smiling son. Pulling away from Jane, she tsked faintly as she noticed lines of fatigue etched along her daughter-in-law's face. "My dear Jane, please tell me you haven't been staying up working yourself to the bone. Loki tells me he's had to carry you off to bed."
The sense of being mothered by Loki's mother made her eyes begin to sting with the threat of tears. Shaking her head at the continued changes in mood, Jane struggled to hold onto her resolve, but as the woman's peaceful gaze greeted hers, tears spilled down her cheeks. The concerned look that came from Frigga's soothing features caused Jane to hug her mother-in-law once more; her face burying itself against the elegant fabric of Frigga's gown as she tried to control her emotions.
"Oh dear, Jane. What is it?," Frigga cooed, glancing over at her son before holding the girl close to her.
"I just missed you," Jane sniffled before pulling herself away and laughing lightly in embarrassment at the fact that she had started crying in front of the great Odin. Fortunately as she glanced over at the aforementioned individual, he had made his way over to Thor and seemed to be discussing something quietly. Looking to her left, however, she got the concerned gaze of her husband and she smiled at him; a watery smile, nonetheless.
"Well, I missed you, too, dearest Jane," Frigga smiled at the young woman before recalling the vision she had of Loki holding a dark haired baby. If her vision was correct, Jane's mood changes and her overall fatigue had more to do with the fact that her son's wife was pregnant. But, she also knew that her visions weren't 100% accurate. Letting go of Jane, she gently smoothed away a stray lock of her daughter's hair before inquiring, "I imagine, dearest, that you need to rest from your travel, hm? Dinner won't be for a few hours and I promise we will wake you before things set up. How does that sound?" She remembered as she smiled kindly at her son's wife how she had been when she was pregnant with Thor. Exhaustion, nausea; back pains that made her wish she could rip her spine out just to have some relief during her slumber. Sparing a glance at her first born, she smiled at how loud he had been when he was first born; his moniker as the God of Thunder fitting perfectly for such an individual.
The thought of being able to take a nap sounded amazing as she felt Loki wrap his arms around her from behind and lightly kiss the back of her head. The feel of his warm embrace did wonders for the headache that had crept up on her earlier. "Sounds like a plan. See you all later, then," Jane murmured, smiling at her husband's family before she turned and left with Loki; his arms moving from her as a hand clasped warmly onto hers.
"Are you feeling all right, Jane? I've never seen you cry in front of my parents before," Loki inquired as soon as they were out of the throne room.
"I think it's just hormones. I mean, if I am pregnant, it would make sense as to why my moods are all over the place. Plus, I have a pounding headache and my lower back is killing me," she grimaced as she reached around to rub at the sore spots.
Unable to resist tsking playfully at his wife's complaints, Loki chose what he felt was the best option to remedy Jane's plight. Pausing briefly, he knelt down and scooped her up; the surprised gasp greeting his ears as he smiled. "Tell me, my dear, do you feel any better being carried by the man you love?"
Snorting slightly while wrapping her arms around his shoulders to keep herself steady, Jane shook her head before she noticed the ache in her lower back had dissipated. "Honestly? A bit, yeah. I guess if I do wind up being pregnant, I'll have my husband to carry me around when I'm too sore to move. After all, it's thanks to him that I am in this current predicament," she exclaimed with a teasing smile.
"Oh ho ho, my love," Loki replied, smirking as he made his way to their rooms in the palace. "Can I help that I'm a man who knows how to pleasure his wife? I didn't hear any complaints from you this morning when my fingers–mmph!" His words were lost as his wife's lips covered his mouth in what seemed like a desperate attempt to prevent him from continuing on. Groaning faintly, Loki grew impatient with the long walk to their rooms and opted for allowing his magic to teleport the two of them to the location he chose. As soon as his feet greeted the smooth flooring of their bedroom, the Prince moved to lay down on the bed that was next to the door leading out into the hallway. Given that he was still securely holding onto his wife, he let out another groan as he felt her straddling his hips. Gradually the kiss parted; the couple breathing heavily as desire formed between the two of them. Remembering, however, how tired Jane had seemed, Loki spoke instead, "Sweetheart, if you'd rather rest for now, we can always have time for this later."
Shaking her head as the consistent changes in her mood seemed to give her the needed drive to be intimate with her husband, "This first; then a nap, ok?," she requested as she pressed her denim clad groin along her husband's Asgardian outfit; a pleasured hiss filling the room as she watched him nod and summon his magic to remove their clothing. The kiss of cool air on her skin mixed with the heat radiating from both of her bodies caused Jane to moan before she wrapped her left hand around her husband's erect penis; a pleasured filled moan coming from him.
Being the tease that he knew she was, Loki decided it was only fair to reach down between his wife's legs and rub at her swollen clit. Normally he would have taken his sweet time making passionate love to his wife, but there was a lustful hunger radiating from Jane that made him realize that she wanted him to be anything but gentle. The sight of Jane bucking her hips from the caress of her clit thanks to his thumb stoked Loki's ego with ease. He loved that he knew all of her spots; just as she had managed to learn all of his. His thoughts were forced away as Jane's warm hand began to stroke at his arousal; the jerk of his hips against her hand growing earnestly. "Jane, love, stop being such a tease," he groaned as he closed his eyes and tried to hold on.
Recognizing that she truly just wanted to be filled by her husband, Jane nodded and leaned down to kiss at her husband's closed eyelids before backing away as they opened. "Loki, I want you to watch me, ok? Watch me as I–," losing the courage to continue on; she opted for showing him what she wanted to do. Grasping carefully onto the base of her husband's penis, Jane carefully slid down onto him; groaning loudly as she felt him slide in slowly. Peering at him, she grinned in pure satisfaction at the sight of his mouth parted in a silent moan as his lust filled eyes stared directly at the spot where their bodies were connected.
"Jane.." he managed; his wife's name sounding much like a prayer as he felt her body accept him gradually. "Oh Gods, Jane.."
Once he was completely inside, Jane grasped onto her husband's hands and placed them on her hips as she began to rock to and fro; heavy breaths filling the room as the two stared at each other.
Loki gripped tightly onto Jane's hips, glorifying in the way her body moved along his with ease as grunts and groans spilled from his throat. From the way things had started off, he could only imagine that this particular session of lovemaking was not going to last as long as ones in the past. Acting upon the sight of his wife's physical show of fatigue, he sat up swiftly and drew her close; smirking devilishly as the new position caused him to fill her even more than the earlier position, his smirk deepening as the sound of his name radiating from his wife's throat greeted his ears.
Surprised at the shift of positions, Jane clasped her hands onto her husband's pale shoulders; his dark locks caressing her fingers as desire filled eyes met hers. "I love you dearly, Loki.." she murmured as her fingers wound themselves through his hair.
As he was getting ready to move within her, the sound of his dearest wife's declaration caused the Prince to pause before his lips curled in a content smile. "I love you, too, my Jane. More and more every day that I spend with you." Capturing her lips with his, he pressed his hips tightly against hers and proceeded to focus his attention on caressing her beautiful mouth with his while his hips caressed her body from within. The muffled sounds of her pleasure vibrated against his lips as he felt the roar of an orgasm announcing its arrival. He knew he would be only able to last a few more strokes before he lost himself. Parting from the kiss briefly; air bursting from his lungs as if he had been underwater for ages, his nimble fingers sought out her clit. Once he felt the nub of pleasure caress his fingers, Loki immediately took Jane's lips again and began to rub vigorously at her clitoris; his determination at making sure she achieved her orgasm before he did always a present trait of his personality. Once more, muffled sounds echoed throughout his wife's throat. Wanting to hear her sounds better, Loki tore his mouth from hers sought out her eyes, "Come for me, my Jane. I want to hear all of your sounds as I make you come for me."
Having always been turned on by the masterful aspect of her husband's personality despite how frustrating it had been in the past, Jane gripped tightly at his fully aroused penis still wedged inside of her," Let's–" she swallowed, continuing to moan while she tried to find the words best to describe what she wanted to say. ".. let's do it together." Squeezing him tightly once more; chuckling happily at the sight of his eyelids widening before feeling his head make his way to her throat, the feel of his lips and teeth working feverishly against her sensitive spots. The onslaught of his attacks caused Jane to gasp loudly as she felt his teeth and lips work together to mark her skin; the continued ministrations combined with the increased attention to her clitoris brought on her orgasm loudly as she moaned her husband's name louder than she had in months. What brought her immense joy was the sound of her name filling the air as the God underneath her reached his own climax; his hips jerking wildly into her as he filled her.
Exhaustion filled both of them immediately as Loki panted, moving his hand from the juncture of her legs as he fell back on the pillows beneath him. Shuddering slightly as he felt Jane slide off of his softening member, he smiled sleepily as he felt her curl up next to him on the bed. "So you love me?," he teased despite his exhaustion.
Smiling just as sleepily, Jane shook her head before kissing Loki's chest. "I suppose I do."
"Then I'm the luckiest man in all of the nine realms," he replied as he turned onto his side to better gaze at his wife. Smiling as she moved close to him, he acted upon the present opportunity and draped an arm around her waist. "My Jane," he murmured as his eyelids began to close.
"Sweet dreams, Loki," Jane whispered before moving her head to brush a soft kiss along her husband's forehead as her right hand slid up to tangle itself in his dark locks. The peaceful sounds of him falling into an equally peaceful slumber filled the room; she following him soon after.
Sounds of laughter and footsteps echoing along the flooring filled their bedroom; Loki having woken up close to an hour or so after he and his wife fell asleep; the sound of a guard at the door waking him up alerting him to the time schedule of the dinner that was to be held for his brother's engagement to the Lady Sif. After thanking the guard for the notification, Loki found himself on the bed as he watched Jane sleep. Her soft brown locks pooled around her shoulders and along the pillows supporting her head and as his eyes continued to roam along her form, his lips curled up in a possessive grin at the sight of the marks on her neck that he had made during their lovemaking. The possessive trait of his personality was soothed, he mused. Recalling the time that the guard had mentioned the dinner was going to be and peering down at his attire before glancing at his still sleeping wife, he knew she would want to arrive to the party early to offer her assistance. Smiling and shaking his head at his considerate Jane, Loki stood up as he made his way to the head of the bed before sitting next to her. Grasping gently onto a bare shoulder, he lightly shook her,
"Jane, sweetheart, you'll want to wake up so you can get ready."
Groaning softly and using a hand to swat at him, Jane rolled away from him. "Get ready for what?," she murmured against one of the many pillows adorning the bed.
Laughing to himself at the similarities between himself and his wife; memories of her trying to wake him up turning into him pulling her down onto the bed and making love to her causing him to smirk, he let out a frustrated sigh at the fact that he knew if he gave into his desires where his wife was concerned, they might as well accept the fact that they wouldn't be attending the party whatsoever. "The party, love. Don't you remember? Thor and Sif are engaged and you know how much both my brother and mother love parties." His voice trailed off into a low groan as his eyes took in his wife's nude form; the sight of her rear end a decidedly distracting one. Clearing his throat and forcing his eyes away from the distraction, "Come, Jane. As enticing as your body is, I promised my mother that we would be there."
Blushing slightly at the sound of her husband's desire coating his words, Jane knew she needed to get up and get ready for Loki's sake. Memories of trying to wake him up flooded her mind as she smirked to herself before sitting up and getting out of bed. Feeling his eyes on her nude form made the blush adorning her face deepen; determination quickening her steps as she gathered her bathroom essentials and scurried off to the adjoining bathroom.
The sound of the door closing allowed Loki the chance to breathe as he found himself wishing he could have followed her and given into the desire that had filled him earlier. Being married to a vixen like her was going to be the end of him, Loki chuckled; an end of which he knew he would die the happiest man in all of the nine realms. Recalling the required attire for the dinner, Loki decided to do his part as his wife's wonderful husband by making his way to the closet filled with several clothing types that his mother had asked for. Shaking his head in amusement at how much his mother seemed to love Jane, his eyes passed through several gowns before falling upon one that matched well with his choice of attire. Gathering up the gown, Loki made his way to the bathroom, "Jane, I'm coming in with your dress.," he announced before walking in. The sight of Jane's nearly washed body caused him to pause as he tried his best to rein in his self control. How was it possible that even after nearly five years of marriage, he still felt the roar of desire whenever he saw Jane's nude form? Grimacing as he struggled down to drop the dress to free his hands, Loki exhaled through his teeth while trying to think of particularly unattractive things. Dead bodies, the neighbor in Tromso who refused to wear a stitch of clothing when he was gardening. The thought of said neighbor standing before him was successful in cooling the Prince's arousal.
"Oh! Thank you, sweetheart." Jane exclaimed as she made her way over to him before noticing the changes of facial expressions coming from Loki. "A-are you all right?"
"Having a wife whose body drives me to madness," Loki smiled softly while his desire continued to cool down. "Here," he gestured to the gown adorning his arms. "Do you want any help getting it on? You know how proficient I am at taking your clothes off, after all," he teased; the sight of his wife's blush making him smirk.
"Gosh, no! Just go out there and let me get dressed in peace," Jane replied in mock exasperation at his effortless mischievous side.
Grinning at her reaction, Loki handed Jane the dress before stealing a quick kiss and vacating the bathroom.
(Wow, this took me longer than expected. See you all at the next chapter! 3 )
