Night Sky

Pairing: Loki/Jane; mentioning of Thor/Jane

Rating: M

Description: As promised to the lovely reviewer, IWouldHaveFoundYou, I'm going to finish the flashback request.

Easy Living and Thor are not owned by me.

Chapter 10b

The feel of Loki's arms around her; the warmth of her friend soothing her exhausted nerves caused Jane to carefully set her own cup of tea down before returning the hug. Was he ever going to not surprise her? As she found herself hoping such a day would never occur, Jane allowed herself to relax in the hug. The feeling of being at home in the God of Mischief's arms presented itself; the thought being a lingering one since her second visit to Asgard. Upon reaching the celestial realm, Jane found herself looking over the welcoming party that consisted of the Warriors Three, Heimdall, and Loki. It was the latter who she, subconsciously, sought out. Once she had, her lips curled up in an excited smile as she longed to run to him and hug him; having missed the dark haired Prince who had become her friend during her first visit to Asgard. But, she knew how that would look to not only the others, but to Thor who she was supposed to be in love with. Still, when the greetings and reintroductions had ended and Jane had smiled at the sight of Queen Frigga who had embraced Jane as soon as she and Thor had entered the throne room, Jane had sought out Loki. Thankfully, she had recalled his hiding spots throughout the palace; having found him sitting on a bench reading idly by one of the many gardens. Thinking to sneak up behind him, Jane's plan of action had failed as Loki called out to her. Smiling to herself as she recalled their embrace and her gift of the book of Midgardian constellations, Jane sighed softly in content.

Drawing in a deep exhalation of air, Loki's senses were filled with Jane's alluring aroma. While he had initially reached for Jane to comfort her, he found himself struggling with the feeling of how right Jane felt in his arms. They fit so well together, after all. But, he knew it was too soon for him to even admit to the woman in his arms that he was in love with her; that he had been head over heels for the intelligent mortal for sometime now. So, was it all right for him to be holding her closely? One part of him agreed because she was a friend in need of help; the other side wishing he could turn his head and place soft kisses on her neck. Before he thought to ask her how she was feeling, the sound of Jane's voice greeted his ears.

"Could you stay the night? You can have the couch. I just don't want to be alone tonight." She knew the idea of asking her now-ex's brother to stay the night did seem absurd, but with everything that had happened today what with her mom's birthday as well as the breakup, Jane wanted to have someone nearby. Will you?" She asked again while pulling her head away to look at him hopefully.

The look in her eyes was his undoing as he had originally objected to the idea of staying in Jane's apartment. But, he also knew that if he could keep his hands away from her during their many embraces, he could handle spending the night with her. "If it will make things easy for you tonight, I will." Leaning in, he softly bestowed a kiss on her forehead before backing away from the chance to follow up on the many, many desires that he had for the woman in front of him. "Are you getting sleepy now, Jane?"

"A bit, yeah, but since you're here, we could watch that one movie I kept telling you about. Are you up for it?" She was too focused on seeing if Loki was up to watching a movie with her to allow her mind to register the fact that he had kissed her forehead for the first time.

Trying to recall what movie she had brought up with him during her visits to Asgard, Loki's shoulders drew up in a shrug. "Whatever will make the dear Jane happy," he murmured; his lips curling up in a slight smile as he was surprised that she hadn't blushed or reacted to the forehead kiss. He, however, had felt his body practically sing from within as his lips came into contact with Jane's forehead.

"Great! Just let me set things up and we can watch, "Easy Living". It's one of Erik's favorites and he and I would watch it a lot when I was a kid."

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The rest of the night had been filled with Loki laughing at the hijinks of the movie; his delight at the banker reminding him so much of Odin that he longed to find a way to show the Allfather the movie just so that he could understand that Midgard had made a movie mocking his extreme behavior. Getting so caught up in the movie, Loki had not yet noticed Jane getting drowsy to the point of leaning against him. But, as the scene where the main female character was being chased by the police, Loki's attention was drawn from the movie to the warmth emanating from his right shoulder. Casting a look, his heart skipped a beat at the sight of the lovely Jane Foster sleeping soundly next to him. Thinking momentarily to wake her up so that she could go off to her bed, the way she shifted against him as her head moved to rest along the crook of his neck, Loki found himself realizing that allowing her to sleep on the couch was the better of the options presented to him. Using his magic to focus on the televison and turn it off, Loki wrapped his arm around Jane's sleeping form and moved to lay down on the couch; the sleeping mortal moving to lay on top of him as any residual tension fled her body. This night, he decided, was full of surprises as he moved a strand of her brunette locks from her face as he listened to her deep breathing. Allowing himself to sigh as he smiled to himself, Loki stared up at the ceiling as he focused on the gradual breathing of the woman on top of him while he tried to force away the desire that formed from the surprising position.

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Using the key Jane had given her when she had rented out the apartment, Darcy unlocked the door and blinked at the still dark apartment while sneaking a glance at her watch. It was a few minutes after eight in the morning and as Darcy reached for the light switch that was situated next to the door, the surprising sight on the couch caused Darcy to chuckle soflty. The sight of her boss snuggled close to a dark haired man made Darcy mentally celebrate Jane for indulging in what life had to offer. Moving closer to inspect the sleeping pair, a content smile graced the dark haired intern's lips as she saw that the very handsome stranger had his fingers tangled through Jane's brunette locks while Jane's right hand was doing the same with his short hair. They looked so peaceful together. Compared to Thor, the man holding Jane close in his sleep looked like the complete opposite of the well built blonde.

The memory of Darcy waking them up by greeting the two of them with a loud 'Good morning!' caused Loki to smile as he peered over at his brother. "It's been a while since you've seen her, you know. Are you prepared, brother?"

Glancing over at Loki with a faint smile as his shoulder length locks fluttered as the Bi-Frost started up, he looked forward before drawing his shoulders up in a shrug. "While it's true that it's been a while since I've seen Jane, it'll be good to see her again. What of you? The last time I remember you seeing her was when I brought her here months ago. You could always tell Father that you'd rather spend time away from Asgard elsewhere."

Sighing softly as the Bi-Frost was continuing to start up, Loki smiled at the thought of seeing Jane. He had missed her dearly during their time apart; his only way of knowing how she was doing was through daily visits with Heimdall. The other night before the decision for him to spend time with Jane in London after his outburst from finding out he was a Frost Giant, he had requested of Heimdall to check on Jane. To his utter amazement, Heimdall reported with a slight smile to his lips that Jane was looking for him; for Loki of Jotunheim. The pain of finding out he was not truly the son Odin had claimed he was from the time he was a small child visited him as he wandered back to the palace; the lingering thought that Jane was looking for him causing his heart to skip a beat. Remembering that his brother required an answer while also recalling the fact that Thor did not know of the night Loki spent with Jane on the night the two of them ended their relationship, Loki thought only to mimic Thor's shrug before looking at his brother. "It'll be wonderful to see her."

Grunting as he felt pleased with Loki's reply, Thor made his way to Heimdall; Loki following soon after. The thought that both the Allfather and his mother were both insistent on Loki spending time with Jane had been a surprising discussion from start to finish. When he had come home from ending his relationship with the astrophysicist, his father had seen to it to keep him busy with learning more about Asgardian rule while indirectly putting him in meetings with only the Lady Sif. While he was grateful to be able to spend time with his close friend, it was Jane who he had wanted to see; to talk to. But, as the blonde Prince paused to the left side of Heimdall, he recalled making a point to avoid inquiring about Jane's well being through Heimdall; his regret for leaving her and forcing her to make a ridiculous choice on her mother's birthday a painful thought that visited him daily. So, when both of his parents requested that he escort Loki to Jane's home in London, it had been understandable that he had initially refused. The very idea of either of them spending even a small measure of time in Jane's presence a bothersome notion. Yes, he missed her. Greatly. But, Thor was afraid of seeing the pain on her expression when she saw him; pain that he knew was of his doing. Regardless, his refusal was declined by his father who had said that Frigga felt it was best for Loki to have a change of pace. Why Jane, though? Yes, during their relationship, he had spent countless hours talking about her with both of his parents; mainly Frigga as he talked about each and every amazing encounter the two of them shared. When he had been able to first bring her to Asgard; even members of the staff came to greet her as the infamous Lady Jane who was part of very important work on Midgard.

Opting to stand next to Thor, Loki glanced over at Heimdall while witnessing the gatekeeper busy with configuring their landing in London. Before he looked away, Loki could have sworn he caught the sight of a wink from Heimdall. The gatekeeper was well aware of how very much in love with Jane he was; the number of visits alone was enough to prove the strength of his feelings for the woman. Smirking slightly in amusement, he peered down at his dark tunic with the simple accents that revealed to anyone of the nine realms that he was a member of royalty, he thought of the contents of his pocket dimension: the book that she had given him during one of her visits to Asgard was stored in there as a well as a book on the same topic of constellations while focusing on Asgard mainly. Hopeful that she would appreciate the gift, his thoughts were understandably stuck if she had changed during their time apart; so much so that when he looked around and expected to see the interior of the Bi-Frost, it was the familiar cityscape of London that greeted him.

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Tossing her pencil onto the desk in front of her, Jane pushed herself away from the desk as if the furniture had offended her. The latest project that she had promised to look over for Tony Stark was frustrating her to no end; to the point of her wishing she could tell Tony that she could make zero sense of it. But, she wanted to help her friend. If anything, he had done a great deal to help her get a better footing with S.H.I.E.L.D.; memories of the elite organization thinking it appropriate to take away years and years of research because they feared she would misuse it. After all, as an old conversation with Nick Fury found its way from its hiding place and began to replay itself; her romantic involvement with the God of Thunder as well as a member of The Avengers had put her at risk and while she had been able to handle herself for the most part against any would-be attackers, the one night when she could have seriously used Thor to protect her had been a night that Nick Fury seemed to remind her on a daily basis. She had been making her way back to Stark Tower after a long night of assisting Bruce with a project when a man had decided to follow her. As busy as New York City was, the thought of not being noticed by the dozens of people who were too busy either staring at their mobile devices or engaging in conversations with others to notice a suspicious looking man following the astrophysicist irked her greatly. Her skin prickled with alert when she turned a corner only to realize that the tall, well built man with facial hair was not on his way home.

"Jane Foster?," he called out to her, strartling her immediately.

Thinking that the best route out of this unexpected meeting was to avoid speaking with the stranger, Jane immediately agreed to that option and instead focused on erasing the distance between herself and Stark Tower. She only had two more blocks, she mused. As the lack of response from the man greeted Jane's ears, she curiously peered over her shoulder to look for him. Frowning at the lack of his presence and wondering if she had imagined it, Jane moved to look forward only to let out such a loud gasp denoting how startled she was that a couple of people walking past her stopped to look over at her. The man who had been following her was front of her; a lustful smirk etched along his face. "So you're the one who was fuck buddies with the God of Thunder, eh? Did you know he and his merry band of 'heroes' destroyed my business? Granted we were selling top secrets to the highest bidder, but after my job was destroyed, I decided to make it a point to destroy what the giant oaf holds dear: his Janey Jane."

One of the people who had stopped to watch the scene stepped forward; the sight of his dark hair and thin lips with piercing green eyes caused Jane to gasp in surprise as she recognized the sharp features that belonged to Loki. What was he doing here?

Sparing a glance in Jane's direction, Loki winked at her before addressing her would-be attacker. "My good fellow, did your mother not tell you how impolite it was to accost women like this? From what you've said so far, your quarrel is with the Avengers; not the lovely Jane Foster. So, I highly suggest you give up this ridiculous move and go home. What say you to that?"

Glaring at the man who had chosen to interrupt him, Jane's would-be attacker scoffed at Loki's appearance. "Back off, pal. None of this has anything to do with you, you hear me?"

"Ah, but the lady has everything to do with me, good fellow." Annoyed with the man's lack of manners, Loki was considering where to do the most bodily harm before catching the sight of Jane shaking her head at him as if she knew she was wanting to hurt the mortal. So, instead of breaking each bone in the man's left hand, Loki swept forward and gathered Jane in his arms. Once more, the feeling of how right it felt for him to be holding her greeted him. Forcing his thoughts away from that particular feeling, he focused on the entryway of Stark Tower and transported them to the building; much to the amazement and anger of the man who had thought it right to harass her. "You're safe, Jane. I promise," Loki said softly as their feet touched down on the cement sidewalk.

"You didn't have to come, Loki." Still, she was grateful to see him again as she had grown to miss her dear friend.

Recalling a time when she had uttered those exact words, the God of Mischief smiled while still holding tightly onto the astrophysicist. "Ah, Jane, you should know by now that there's a lot that I don't have to do. Keeping an eye on you is something I want to do. Are you all right, though?," he asked, stepping away to allow his eyes to roam over her small frame while looking for any sign of harm.

"Yeah, I'm great; fantastic now that you're here-" her eyelids widened in horror as the admission of how glad she was that Loki was here replayed itself in her mind. Thinking only of finding a way to draw attention of the involuntary action, Jane mentally hurried with her attempt, "I mean, I'm tough, you know. Able to withstand a lot," she said nervously while wishing the concrete would open up beneath and send her far away from this embarrassing moment.

HIs eyelids had also widened as he was alerted to what she had said. She felt fantastic knowing he was here? His heart skipped a beat as he took in the woman in front of him. Was it possible she felt the same way about him? "You're glad I'm here, Jane?" He wasn't about to let her get away from that particular statement; its value far too important to be merely forgotten.

"Ah, well-" Jane paused, realizing that her attempt to draw attention from what she had originally said had failed miserably. Exhaling softly, she tried to find the best way to express herself. If she was being honest with herself, the sight of the dark haired Prince had filled her with such elation and relief that she had found herself wishing they were alone so that she could express the sudden rush of feeling with a kiss. Wait, did she want to kiss Loki? A quick glance up at the seemingly patient man and his inviting lips told her that, yes, she wanted to kiss him. She had wanted to kiss him during her second visit to Asgard when the two of them had been so caught up with discussing their individual planets' gravitational effects that she had been thoroughly impressed by how much he knew of Asgard and the understanding of science in its many forms. But, she had cancelled out the urge as she had still been in a relationship with Thor. Now, however, as their relationship had been over for sometime and her intern, Darcy, had been telling her time and time again that it was time for her to consider the prospect of finding someone who could understand her better; the alarming aspect of it all was that Jane was beginning to feel that Loki Odinson fit the bill. Not only did his intellectual side match hers, he made her laugh and knew how to nudge her out of a serious mood. But, was it right to desire something more when it came to someone an ex was related to? While she had seen people from school date friends of an ex, she had once learned that Erik had been dating her mom when her parents met. Plus, she had to remember that her love for Thor had, in actuality, been a farce. Yes, there had been an initial rush of interest in the towering blonde with a quick smile and Jane felt it was understandable for anyone to find Thor to be interesting. He had an easygoing personality, for one, and embodied the idea of Thor from the dozens of books on Norse Mythology. But, while the beginning of their relationship had been wonderful; the time apart as well as the noticeable differences in their likes and personality traits had caused a great deal of issues. Then, of course, she was reminded of the night he had agreed with her that their relationship was over. The very fact that such an event had occurred, would it be terrible for her to focus on the moments in her daily life when she thought of what it would be like to spend time with Loki in London. Would his eyes widen in surprise at the infamous Big Ben? Would he also chuckle at the sight of the Queen's guards?

Realizing that she had remained silent for a decidedly longer time than she had anticipated, she tried to recall what they had been talking about. Ah, right; they were talking about her involuntarily letting him know how happy she was that he was here. She was, Jane admitted. "I am, Loki. Sorry for spacing out for a bit there. Needed to organize a few thoughts."

The fact that she had, after a long period of silence, been able to be brave enough to agree to her admission, Loki drew a hand up to softly caress her cheek; the smooth texture sending shivers down his spine. While they had been able to be lucky to become good friends, his thoughts about Jane Foster had changed. She was, truly, one of a kind; someone who he knew he would have never found on Asgard or in the other realms. This beautiful and brilliant woman had forced her way into his heart and had taken over a large chunk of it. While, at first, he had fought off his attraction due to her relationship with his brother; he had allowed it to bloom steadily during the first night she slept in his arms. While she had been under a great deal of stress, the way she clung to him in her sleep felt as if she had wanted him there for more than what she was going through. She had even kissed his cheek when he was about to leave for Asgard; the after effects of the kiss causing him to grin throughout the rest of the day. "I'm glad I'm here, too, Jane. I missed you dearly."

"You did?," Jane had been trying to contain the shiver that threatened to course throughout her body, but she ultimately lost as she stared into the hypnotic green eyes of the dark haired Prince. She had never reacted that way before.

Chuckling softly at the way she stared at him, Loki nodded before his gaze wandered down to her lips. They had been a part of both his daydreams and dreams; of him drawing her close to him and kissing her passionately or of brushing his lips along hers as he moved hungrily within her. The latter had been a recent addition to his thoughts of Jane; the idea of being given the chance to make love to her teasing and distracting him since he had last visited her. Licking his lips softly, Loki found himself wondering if she would allow him to kiss her. What if she refused? What provoked him to continue was the sight of her watching his tongue dart along his lips. There, he mused to himself, there was the undeniable proof that Jane's actions toward him were not those of a person who wanted to be friends. Still, "Jane, would it be all right if I kissed you?," he asked; a knot of anxiety forming in his abdomen as he awaited her reaction.

His question repeated itself over and over again in her thoughts before her eyelids widened once more as she realized the request he had asked her. He was wanting to kiss her. Loki of Asgard was actually wanting to kiss her. If she didn't already feel the chill evening air or the sounds of cars driving past, she would have sworn she was in the middle of experiencing quite the vivid dream. Instead as she felt his long fingers caressing her face still as well as the sight of his short, dark locks that held a slight curl, Jane licked her lips slowly; blushing as she watched his eyes to watch her tongue's movement. "I'd love it."

Smiling at her acceptance, Loki drew his hand up to rest his pointer finger underneath her chin as he drew her head up as he lowered his in time to allow his lips to brush along hers. Their combined surprise filled groans greeted the two of them as the fire that had been lingering was given a chance to ignite. Needing more of her lips, Loki kissed Jane once more; this time pressing his lips against hers hungrily. His fingers slid from her chin up to her brunette locks; the digits busying themselves with wounding securely through the strands as he pulled the small astrophysicist close to him.

Smiling at the memory of sharing several kisses with Loki, Jane still had to report the fact that she would have been attacked bodily if Loki had not arrived. The anger and outrage in Fury's expression flashed in her mind as she leaned back in her chair; her mind recalling her having to explain that she was going to move back to London as soon as she was done helping Tony. Thankfully as she stared at the London skyline, Jane stood up to push the off white curtains to the ends of the rod before she went to look out. The sight that greeted her as her eyes moved down to the sidewalk that led to her building caused Jane to take off running out the door and to the elevator that was connected to the first through tenth floors of the building. Pressing furiously at the button designed to bring the elevator car to the first floor, Jane darted over to a nearby window that had the same view as her apartment. Curiously looking out for the reason she had darted out of her apartment, Jane's heart sunk as she began to wonder if she had imagined it; that her mind was playing tricks on her and convincing her that she had seen both Loki and Thor in front of her apartment. Had she been staring too long at the screen again? She knew she was getting to the point of needing sleep as she was on the second day of having little sleep due to her worry over Tony's current project, but she had never been the type to have hallucinations. So as she glanced at the elevator and took note of the fact it had picked up someone from the first floor and they were getting off on her floor, Jane shook her head in exhaustion and began to walk back to her place as she overheard the doors opening. Peering over her shoulder in curiosity at who had stopped on her floor, her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the dark haired Prince who had been on her mind a lot as of late. He wore an equal expression of curiosity as she watched him look back at the elevator.

Casting a glance of wonderment at the elevator while wondering how he could take the mechanics of the moving car to Asgard, he was about to add another compliment to Thor about the smooth ride before his gaze wandered over to the reason why the two of them had traveled to Midgard. Taking in her form from the dark blue rain boots to her denim clad legs up to a light blue t-shirt that had the constellation, Pegasus, on it, the dark haired Prince's eyes wandered up to his favorite part of Jane Foster: her face. The look of surprise had been etched along her features and she seemed to be speechless which, given that both he and Thor had come to Midgard without letting her know, was understandable. What caught him off guard as usual was the rush of feeling for the woman before him. He had missed her from the moment he left New York to the moment he and Thor landed in London. Recalling a Midgardian saying of absence causing the heart to grow fonder, Loki found himself agreeing as his love for Jane Foster had grown. All that was needed was for him to know how she felt about him. The brief memory of their first to seventh kiss replayed itself in his mind; the sheer fact that each kiss on occurred in the span of an hour. Now as he stood within walking distance of her, Loki found himself ready to share the eighth. But, he hesitated, as anxiety lingered. Instead of closing the distance between the two of them to take her in his arms and hold her close to breathe in her inviting scent, Loki spared a glance at the somber expression on Thor's face before opting to smile in greeting at Jane. "Hello, my dear Ms. Foster."

Looking from both Loki to Thor; the sight of her ex an unexpected one given that she had only heard of his doings through S.H.I.E.L.D as well as social media, she nodded in acknowledgement and offered him a slight smile before looking over at the smiling God of Mischief. How was it possible he had become even more handsome from the last time she'd see him? Or, as Darcy had recently told her, was she simply starting to notice more and more of Loki as her feelings and attraction for him had grown over time? Thinking to consider all of that later, her lips widened in a truly content smile as she slowly began to make her way over to the two of them. While walking, she took in his smiling face as well as the crisp white dress shirt that had been unbuttoned to reveal his fairly attractive neck before noticing the dark pants and black shoes. He looked less than an Asgardian and more of someone who was destined to spend their days traveling the world. While she thought to look over at Thor, her gaze was locked on Loki as the ache for him grew. To think, she mused, he had been one of the first people to keep his promise that he was going to return to her. The fact that he had been able to do so caused her walking stride to speed up as she felt such a strong sense of emotion for the smiling Prince. She was going to hug him; that or she was going to crash into him. Focusing on her arms to react just as she was within arms' reach of Loki, Jane was grateful that she had not done the latter action as her arms wrapped around his shoulders while holding him tight. "You're back. I can't believe it."

Having watched her begin to walk to him, he took in the various emotions that were revealing themselves on her features and his heart began to ache. Coupled with the fact that he, too, was continuing to feel strongly about the small astrophysicist, the feeling of her holding onto him tightly made his smile widen as he linked his arms around her waist. "Indeed, Jane; I've returned. For good this time."

Wait. Did he just say what she think he said? Staying for good? Finally allowing her gaze to take in her ex who seemed to want to look anywhere, but at the sight of the reunion. "Is this true, Thor?"

Blue eyes drifted over to her; their owner's head proceeding to nod before he smirked faintly. "Aye, Jane. Odin wanted Loki to spend time with you as he's been through a difficult time as of late. After regaling my parents of your good deeds, Odin apparently thought it best for Loki to take a much needed vacation from Asgard. I will be around from time to time to help with The Avengers as it is my duty to protect this realm." His gaze roamed over her as he took in the woman who had played a part in his thoughts from the last time he saw her. "You look well, Jane."

Surprised that he had spoken to his family about her, her memories of Asgard now made sense as Frigga seemed to know things about her that only Thor knew of. Thinking to ask him about what had been said later, "You look well yourself, Thor." Recalling the dark haired Prince in her embrace and vice versa, she overheard him snickering at the awkward conversation between she and Thor. Lightly swatting at a shoulder at his behavior, she peered up at him. "You don't look too bad yourself, Loki."

"I don't look too bad? Listen to her, Thor. Ms. Foster has finally located her sense of humor," he said; a mischievous smirk finding its way along his lips as he looked down at Jane with a mix of amusement and adoration.

Scoffing at his remark, Jane pulled away to shake her head before replying, "Will you listen to him, Thor? Ego, ego, e-" the rest of her attempt at a comeback was lost as she felt the warm pressure of a kiss touch her lips. A surprised groan emanated from her before she returned the kiss; grateful that he had taken the initiative to give her what she had been wanting since he had arrived.

While he had not, initially, thought to kiss her; he had been greeted with the feeling of how right she felt in his arms once more and wanted to act on it. Having chosen so, he was proud of himself for kissing Jane as her lips felt so wonderful against his. Was he ever going to get enough of her? He sincerely doubted it as he continued the kiss; his hands rubbing soothing circles along her lower back. The woman in his arms emitted a soft moan and if the two of them weren't in the presence of his brother, Loki would have wanted to see if it was all right for him to make her moan louder. Instead, he focused his attention on the kiss.

Having looked away from Jane, Thor began to consider how long he was going to need to stay before he was allowed to leave. While it was nice to be able to see Jane, his feelings for her were still a mess and it did not help him at all that she looked even more beautiful. Wondering, however, why both Jane and Loki were so quiet, the God of Thunder peered over at the two of them and as the sight of the two of them lost in a passionate embrace greeted him, he had nearly lost his usual steady grip of his hammer. Why were they kissing? The sight of his brother kissing Jane was, understandably, a surprising one as he had never thought the two felt anything past a simple friendship. At the same time, Thor did find it bizarre that his mother seemed determined to have Loki sent to Midgard to spend time with Jane. Was this why? While he knew his mother possessed foresight, could she have been able to foresee this moment? Dozens upons dozens of questions filled the blonde's head; questions he felt his mother would be able to answer. Reminding himself to head home once he checked on Stark and the Avengers, Thor's thought process was caught off by the soft, pleasure filled moan that emanated from Jane as she continued the kiss. She looked so happy in Loki's arms; a happiness that he had only witnessed in the beginning of their relationship before things got in the way. The way she clung to Loki as well as the way his brother held her close was unlike anything Thor had ever seen or experienced in his lifetime. It was almost as if the two of them had been lovers for decades with the way they fit together.

Forcing his gaze away from the two of them, he was willing to admit he felt an initial twinge of jealousy in the pit of his stomach. There was something different about the way she acted around Loki when they had arrived on her floor thanks to the elevator; she had even gone as f
far to embrace him in a loving fashion. Then there was the way Loki had acted when the two of them had been given the order by Odin to go to Midgard. Long ago, his brother would have balked at the idea of spending an hour in Midgard; let alone time for him to do some 'soul searching' as their mother suggested. What had struck Thor the most was that as soon as they left the throne room, the sight of Loki's excited smile startled him. Was it possible the things Thor had seen in Jane were the same things Loki noticed?

The delicious warmth of Loki's lips on hers sunk down to her abdomen as she felt the continued affection act like a soothing balm on her frazzled nerves. How was he able to make her feel so fantastic and why had she never felt this way with Thor? A sense of panic filled her suddenly as she realled that Loki's brother was still around. Pulling away from the kiss; a sense of regret echoing through her as she tried to catch a breath from the previously ongoing kiss as well as the hints of desire waking up in her, Jane looked over at Thor apologetically.

"Hey; sorry for ignoring you. Will you be staying here long?," she managed while trying a stifle a pleasure filled groan as she felt Loki's lips on her neck. Needing to put distance between herself and Loki so that she could properly speak with Thor without the wonderfully distracting affection from the God of Mischief, Jane pushed her away and was greeted with such a tremendous sense of regret that she found herself wanting to be back in Loki's embrace. Without realizing it, her right hand sought out Loki's and wrapped her fingers around his; the smirking dark haired Prince looking down at their joined hands before looking at her with an amused smirk.

Raking a hand through his dark locks, Loki's heart was pounding rapidly at the wonderful kiss he and Jane had shared; the rate loud enough that he could imagine only Thor would be able to register. Peering over at his brother while catching Jane's inquiry, Loki offered a reply, "My brother will be visiting the Midgardian superheroes that he speaks of so often before he returns home. Isn't that right, Thor?"

Loki's heart rate was, indeed, registering in his mind as Thor did his best to keep his facial features under control. The last thing any of them needed was for him to reveal the hundreds of questions still in his mind about the nature of their relationship, for one. Overhearing Loki speak, Thor nodded in acknowledgement. "Aye, but I do promise to check in from time to time to make sure my brother behaves," he added while looking over at the now grinning God of Mischief. "You will be on your best behavior with Jane, yes?"

"But, of course, brother of mine. The dearest lady and I are good friends so this time together will only strengthen things." He wanted to add that he was hopeful a romantic relationship stood a chance, but he knew such things were best to be discussed in private. "So, until then- I believe I'm going to check out my new abode. Give my love to mother, will you?" He proceeded to give his brother a light bow of the head while smirking and looking kindly down at Jane. "Lead the way, Ms. Foster."

Remaining silent during the conversation between Thor and Loki, Jane was able to take in the physical differences between the two men. While Thor had the bulky, beach boy build that women all over the world sought after; it was Loki's lanky yet muscular frame that she adored. The way he carried himself; his posture revealing that he was a member of a royal family as he almost always seemed to walk with a sense of grace that Jane could never match in her lifetime. Catching the tail end of the conversation and finding Loki looking down at her expectantly, Jane found herself wanting to do two things at once: give Loki a grand tour of her new apartment as she had opted for a two bedroom for the times that Erik or Darcy wanted to crash whenever they were in town and hug Thor. The latter was a confusing prospect because she had not been in the same room as him since the breakup. But, the man was still someone she wanted to count as a friend. With that in mind, she let go of Loki's hand and moved to hug the towering blonde.

The unexpected hug threw Thor off guard immediately as he looked from the small woman to his brother who watched on in confusion. "Jane, what are you doing?"

"It's just been a long time since I've seen you and while I did not expect to see you, I'm glad you both came here. I'm also glad you're doing well and as random as this is going to sound, I was wondering if you'd be all right with us staying friends? I really did miss you, Thor. As a friend," she added, ending the embrace so that she could look at him properly.

Was Jane Foster ever going to cease surprising him? Thor shook his head to himself before smiling softly. "Aye, Jane. I would very much enjoy the chance to stay in your life as friends because I, too, have missed you." Glancing at Loki whose expression had softened as his eyes made their way to the back of Jane's head; the green orbs gazing at her lovingly. Catching the look, Thor looked down at Jane while wondering if she knew Loki of Asgard was in love with her. Deciding that piece of information was meant for the two of them to discuss privately, Thor made his way back to the elevator. "If you'll both excuse me, I must meet Stark in New York. Farewell, Loki. Farewell, Jane." He offered the two of them a slight smile before walking into the elevator just as soon as it opened it doors for him.

"That was very kind of you, I hope you know. Not many women in Thor's life span have wanted to truly be with him as friends. You've done well, my dear Jane." Loki murmured after watching Thor leave while wandering over to the astrophysicist. Longing to wrap his arms around her from behind, he found himself embarrassed for giving into his desires with her. Instead, Loki took her right arm and hooked it around his left. "The tour awaits whenever you're ready, Jane."

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Days that turned into weeks that turned into months passed by as Loki soon became accustomed to London and all that it had to offer. At first, he had requested Jane to take him around the large city to take in all that she had told him about: the historical aspects of the city to her favorite shops to get a cup of coffee or tea when the mood hit her. Now as he had reached his third month of being in London, the dark haired Prince had felt confident in himself to find his way around without getting lost. His brother had made a visit or two during the passing months as well as Jane's father figure and mentor, Dr. Erik Selvig. The latter had found Loki in the middle of trying to understand how to create the omelet dish that Jane was fond of; the wobbly egg irking him beyond reason as he was tempted to use his magic to bypass the steps that Jane had shone him one morning. Having introduced himself to Erik while stating his intentions to the man about Jane, Erik had surprised Loki thoroughly that morning by taking the silver spatula away from him. Memories of the older man telling Loki how he had been the one to show Jane how to make this particlar omelet, Loki both watched and took mental notes as the man proceeded to make the process simple. After that, the two of them ate together and had gone out later in the evening to a favorite pub of Erik's.

Recalling the moment Darcy burst into the two bedroom apartment to gasp and point rapidly at him, Jane had come to the rescue and proceeded to explain that, yes, he was the same man she had spent the night with and he was also the same man that she found herself talking to Darcy about. The surprised Ms. Lewis had struggled with the best way to greet Loki; even voicing her confusion since she didn't know if she should bow or wave given that Loki was royalty. Instead of helping her intern decide on the best option, Loki watched as Jane handed Darcy a handful of books; Jane going as far as to explain that each of them were needed at 'the library'. The sight of the frustrated dark haired woman caused Loki to smirk to himself as he had witnessed, firsthand, how demanding Jane's job for S.H.I.E.L.D was and what it had a habit of doing to her friendships.

Pausing in front of the stovetop, Loki added the finishing touch to the omelet that he had managed to perfect within a day or so from Erik's lesson on 'the art of making an omelet'. Picking up the plate, Loki had found himself wanting to surprise Jane with her favorite breakfast choice as she had loudly exclaimed last night how she was done, finally, with her project with Tony and that she was ready to sleep for a year. Her bizarre Midgardian saying had made him laugh to himself before he congratulated her on a job well done. Normally when she had finished with a part of a project, she would come running to his room and ask if he was willing to watch a movie or go stargazing; the latter of the two choices being his favorite as he, too, loved to take in the stars. That night, however, when he had been in the middle of a book when he was pulled away from it due to the loud sound she had made, the way she had watched him caused the dark haired Prince's skin to prickle. There was a distinct look of hunger for him that had revealed itself in her beautiful eyes which made him wish he could take her in his arms and kiss her soundly. Instead he had opted for taking in his arms and hugging her; something that he had done several times during his stay in London. While there was a lack of their nude forms pressed against each other in the throes of passion, Loki was content to hold Jane close to him; the now all-too familiar feeling of Jane feeling right in his arms becoming a constant in his life. Pulling his thoughts away from the recent past, Loki started for Jane's room only to be startled as the woman who he had made the omelet for was a few feet away from him. Surprise continued to fill him as he was not only astonished that he had been too lost in his thoughts to notice her approaching him from behind, it was the sight of her pajama attire that made his cheeks flush. Normally she would have opted for a t-shirt and pants, but with the change of weather occurring and London experiencing a heat wave, Jane was dressed in a loose t-shirt and underwear. Desire filled thoughts started to present themselves as Loki considered putting the plate down and scooping up the woman to kiss her passionately. Instead, he remained still as he watched with a mix of curiosity and hunger. "Jane?"

Sounds from the kitchen had drawn Jane out of her slumber as she was having one of the best dreams in her life: Loki had come into her room during the night and had proceeded to kiss her from her lips to her jaw before continuing onward to perform a spell to remove her clothing as he spent the rest of the dream making love to her. Blinking gradually as her blurry gaze took in the ceiling above her, she was expecting to feel surprise for having such an erotic dream about the God of Mischief, but after the night when she and Loki had been in the middle of having dinner and she casually brought up the idea of the two of them taking a walk after to see if they would be able to spot the Litle Dipper constellation, a very enjoyable discussion about the differences between Asgardian and Midgardian constellations had been brought up. Recalling that the two of them had discussed the same topic during one of her visits in Asgard, Jane was once more presented with the desire to kiss the dark haired Prince as his continuous knowledge of constellations was such a turn on for the lover of stars. Instead, she had opted for getting out of her seat and moving to lean against the table before giving into one of her many desires that had formed during the time she had known him. Jane's lips curled up in a soft smile as she recalled leaning down to brush a kiss along the spot where his right ear met with his neck. What followed next brought a blush to Jane's face as she got out of the bed. From what she had originally thought was a simple kiss turned into her being surrounded by Loki's arms as his lips danced softly along Jane's neck. Unfortunately, their impromptu encounter had been put on hold as the God of Thunder loudly cleared his throat in an attempt to give the two of them a chance to recognize that they were not alone.

Now as Jane smoothed a finger over her lips as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror that had been placed above her dresser, Jane was confident that she and Loki would not have to worry about being interrupted as she remembered Thor mentioning that he was merely 'checking on his brother before also checking in on Stark before returning back to Asgard'. To think, she used to be hurt when Thor vanished for weeks on end, but as her fingers brushed along the few trinkets on her dresser, her mind had firmly converted itself into recognizing that Thor was a friend. His brother, however, was a whole different story. Being in close proximity with a mischevious man who delighted in making her life a mix of wonderful to maddening had been something Jane had only experienced in small doses during her visits to Asgard. Now if she were to step out of her room, she'd likely catch the alluring sight of a God in her kitchen. Or, if it was a rainy day, she would have found him either in his room reading or leaning against the window seat reading. During meal times, he had made it his mission to either assist her or lean against the counter as the two of them discussed a plethora of topics. Smiling to herself, Jane felt it was beyond time for her to admit that she had fallen in love with Loki. While the beginning of said feelings had started in Asgard when she was still with Thor, it was in the times when it had been Loki to come to her when she was in need - not Thor - that had triggered the growth of her feelings for the dark haired Prince. At one point, she had been strongly convinced that she truly did care for Lok as much as a friend could. It was after a lengthy conversation with Darcy who had proceeded to reveal not only Jane's moment with Loki as well as her ever increasing feelings for the dark haired Prince, Jane soon learned that whenever she had her back to Loki, Darcy would catch him watching Jane with such an intense mix of love and desire in his expression and eyes that she was always in anticipation for the day when his self control came undone and he revealed how very much in love with Jane he was. Her mouth had remained open for all of two minutes before the waiter at the cafe came to their table. Upon his arrival, Jane had closed her mouth much to Darcy's amusement; the dark haired intern telling their waiter that Jane was in love with someone and he was in love with her. Having blinked in confusion, the waiter murmured his congratulations while Jane's right foot crashed against Darcy's; the girl's pained groan surprising the waiter before Darcy informed him that she was on her period.

Laughing softly at the memory while also recalling Darcy's instructions that she needed to talk to Loki about her feelings, the comforting smell of an omelet being prepared caused Jane to walk out of her bedroom. As predicted, she was greeted with the sight of Loki busying himself in the kitchen. How was this man still single? He was kind, funny, able to make a person feel as if they were the only one he was paying attention to. Topping it off was how he looked when he was in the middle of doing something he shouldn't; the adorable look of mischief lighting up his features as he laughed and explained what he was doing. Well, if she was going to fall in love, who better to do so than with someone who could keep up with her intellectually? Realizing that he had called out her name, Jane had to tear her eyes away from his body before answering, "Hey."

"I didn't wake you, did I?"

"Hm? No. Loki, there's something I want to tell you; something that's been on my mind for a while now." She was going to tell him she loved him. Jane Foster was going to willingly jump off the cliff's edge and pray that she wouldn't crash into sharp rocks.

"Ah, you do? Now I'm curious. What is it?"

Making her way over to him, she took the plate from him only to take his hands in hers. The sight of his knuckles with his neatly trimmed fingernails made her smile softly before she looked up at curious green eyes watching her steadily. "Well, you know that we've been friends for a long time, right?" His nod greeted her as his curiosity increased. Her stomach began to fill with nervous butterflies as she wished she had rehearsed this. Pushing onward, "I've been having such an amazing time with you that I - well," her gaze drifted down to his fingers, "I'm in love with you, Loki." She finished before looking up at him expectedly. What she found threw her off guard immediately as she caught the twinkle of tears threatening to spill out as well as a smile that looked like it went from ear to ear. "Loki?"

Drawing his hands from Jane's gentle hold, Loki felt his self control begin to give way as he cupped Jane's face and leaned his head down to kiss the woman he loved softly. For so long he had wanted to tell her; for so long he had played this moment out to the moment he told her loved her as well as the moment he kissed her. Now, however, it was her admission that had snapped the leash on his self control as the kiss intensified. He loved Jane so much and knowing that she loved him was almost too good to be true. Needing her in ways that he had only thought about, Loki's hands reached down to grasp onto her rear end as he pulled her close to him. The surprised groan that touched his lips caused his arousal to scream loudly in his mind; the feel of her linking her arms around his waist fueling his continued attentions to the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Loki," Jane managed as she pulled away from the kiss; her own arousal roaring in her veins as memories of the erotic dream replayed themselves. She wanted him buried inside of her. Now. "I need, I need -"

"Sssh, it's all right, Jane. Take your time. I'm here."

Letting go of him, Jane moved away from him only to push everything off the table behind her; papers flying off the surface before she hopped onto it. "No, I want you, Loki. I've wanted you since you helped me with that guy in New York. Please, make love to me." She was exposing herself, she knew, but if what Darcy had said was correct, Loki felt the same way.

The enticing sight of Jane Foster on a table in front of him did not help his arousal whatsoever. If anything, he felt the tightness in his pants forming as he allowed his eyes to roam over her hungrily. In his own private thoughts, Jane's legs were typically wrapped around his waist as he made love to her; the sound of his name on her lips filling the air as he sent her over the edge. "Jane, are you sure?"

Nodding rapidly, Jane reached for him; hopeful that he would agree to her request. Normally, she would have waited long into any romantic relationship for the discussion of sexual intimacy to be brought up, but with Loki, everything was different.

With a sly smirk, he focused on their clothing with their magic and caused the garments to disappear just as he moved toward her. "I will have to apologize beforehand. I've been wanting you since the day you arrived on Asgard and so this might go a lot quicker than you're expecting. I promise to go slower next time."

Her cheeks flooded with such intense color at the idea of there being a next time that she could only nod in acceptance before she felt the tip of his aroused cock brush along her entrance. If anything, she was not in the mood for a slow, lovely session of lovemaking. The erotic dream from last night had been more than enough to trigger her own arousal. The hiss that emanated from him as his cock felt what the dream had done to her greeted Jane as she wrapped her arms around him. Her eyelids widened as she felt him slide in gradually; the sheer girth an unexpected surprise as she felt him move to bury himself in her.

"Gods, Jane..-" Giving himself a chance to catch his breath, he looked down at the betwitching woman with a content smile. Knowing he was only going to last four to five strokes tops, Loki reached down with the middle finger of his right hand and began to rub at Jane's clit in counter-clockwise motions as he was determined to send her over the edge before he followed suit. The pleasure filled sounds spilling form Jane's open mouth caused the God of Mischief to smile lasciviously as he watched her lean back against the table, arching her hips as her hips moved hungrily against his finger. "That's it, Jane. Please don't hold it in. I want to hear you say my name as you climax, my dear." His smile grew at the fact that he was, finally, able to utter the nickname 'my dear' in the way it was intended. She had said that she loved him; Jane Foster actually loved him.

Gasping loudly and gripping onto the table, Jane groaned his name as she felt Loki pull out only to push back in; the sheer delight of having close to what she had dreamed about happening in real life. "Loki..," she whimpered. She knew she was getting close to her climax; the sensation of being made love to by Loki almost too good to be true. "I'm so close, Loki.."

Looming over the pleasure filled astrophysicist while resting his elbows on the table, Loki's lips sought out Jane's as he finally gave into his own desires; his hips wildly thrusting against her as he drove his painfully aroused cock in and out of Jane. Each move caused him to moan loudly against her mouth as he soon felt her tightening around him as he felt her own moans against him while she gave into her climax. Thrusting through the waves and convulsions that caused his Jane to arch her body beneath him, Loki felt his own release rushing forward. Parting the kiss, his lips moved to Jane's neck as he tried his best to place soft kisses along the smooth skin as his hips mindlessly pumped against her as he came undone and exploded inside of the woman he loved.

Panting in exhaustion while experiencing an overwhelming sense of feeling like she had come home from being gone an eternity, Jane watched Loki as he experienced his release and she found herself being more and more in love with him at that moment. Feeling him collpase onto her before rolling off of her to rest on his back, she listened to him focus on catching his breath. Peering over at him, she watched his bare chest rise and fall as he worked on calming his body. Rolling onto her side once she had enough energy, Jane brushed her lips along his chest. A soft groan greeted her ears as she felt strong hands reaching up to stroke her cheeks. "Hey."

Emitting a faint chuckle at the beautiful woman next to him, Loki's fingertips traced soft designs along Jane's cheeks as he watched her. "I love you, Jane. I've been wanting to tell you that since the first moment I felt it. Remember that day when we were comparing Asgardian constellations to those that belong here? That, I think, is the moment I fell in love with you. The way your eyes light up whenever you're passionate about something with the way you smile when you feel you're being recognized. It was those things and more that made me realize how much I wanted you. I didn't just want your body though-" he paused to smirk as a hand slid from her face down to her bare upper back before continuing, "your body is definitely a bonus. I wanted everything about you. I know this is off timing given that we've just made love for the first time, but I want to be with you long term if you're willing." His smirk had vanished only to be replaced with a look of seriousness mixed with vulnerability and hope.

Listening to him as he shared the moment when he realized he was falling in love with her, Jane shivered softly as she felt the light touch on her back. The fact that the man who she had considered one of her closest friends was not only in love with her; he had only recently made love to her. Needing to be sure this moment wasn't an extended version of her erotic dream, Jane moved a hand down to lightly pinch at a wrist. Wincing slightly at the pain, she shook her head at her silly behavior, but also found herself immensely grateful that she was very much awake for all that had occurred. "If you're asking me to be your girlfriend, Loki, my answer is yes."

"Girlfriend is such a childish term, Jane Foster," he murmured while wondering why she had pinched herself. "Also, why did you pinch yourself earlier?"

"You caught that?" Catching his nod as a reply, Jane rested her chin on Loki's chest while eyeing him. "Well, as a kid growing up, I was told by kids in school that if you weren't sure if you were awake or not, that the best way to find out was to pinch yourself. If it hurt, you were awake. If it didn't, you were still asleep. Sound advice from eight year olds."

"Mm, oh yes. To think I originally considered pinching as a form of bodily harm. Now I've learned it's meant as a way to figure out if Midgardian children are asleep or awake," he said sarcastically.

Poking at him for his remark, she recalled his earlier statement. "Well, what should I call myself in terms of a relationship?"

"My Jane." Desire had deepened his voice as he drew himself up. Smiling slightly as Jane moved with him, Loki brushed his lips along hers before pulling away, "And I will be your Loki," he murmured before bowing his head and taking a nipple into his mouth; its owner's surprised gasp greeting him as he began to lave it with his tongue.

"Wait, wait- what are you doing?," Jane demanded while pulling the God of Mischief's head from her now aching nipple.

"Making love to my Jane, of course. If you don't remember, I did promise that I would make up for my rash behavior. You see, I was just too overcome with the chance to be with you romantically that I couldn't hold back. Now, if you'll excuse me," he concluded by taking the same nipple in his mouth and suckling on it; the remainder of the night filled with their combined moans.

(END OF FLASHBACK! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you've enjoyed it! See you all at Chapter 11!)