Night Sky
Pairing: Loki/Jane
Rating: M
Description: Confirmation of the pregnancy
Chapter 12
Wandering over a particularly large flowerbed filled with various flowers, Jane took a bite of one of the pieces of fruit that she had taken from the kitchen. Its sweet flavor greeted her tongue as she busied herself with chewing and swallowing as she pondered the many events that had been squeezed in one day: she and Loki had found out they were going to be parents; Thor decided to confess his love for her and Loki now knew about the entire event. Peering down at her abdomen while reaching down to smooth a palm over the fabric of her sweatshirt, Jane found herself wondering what their baby would look like. If the continued study of DNA and genetics had all been correct, Jane thought of a dark haired baby; his or her locks as dark as their father's. As for eye color, she also recalled how brown eyes belonged to the dominant gene as both of her parents had shared the same eye color; the warm brown hues focusing intently at her unborn baby still within her. "Will you be as tall as your father and have his trademark smirk, hm? Or will you be my height and want to stay up just to look at the stars like both of your parents?"
"Jane, who are you talking to?"
Her head snapped up as the sound of Loki's warm voice greeted her ears. Finding herself mildly embarrassed for being caught talking to their baby, she moved to brush a lock of brunette hair from her face before spotting her husband at the beginning of the path that she had started on. "Well, if you must know," she began; the hand she had used to move her hair away from her face moving back down to caress her abdomen. "I was talking to the baby. I'm still absolutely terrified at the idea of becoming a mother, Loki, but knowing that it's going to happen and thinking about a little life growing inside of me is help-" her explanation was put on hold as her eyelids widened in horror before she walked quickly toward him; her hand grasping onto his right wrist as the sight of blood greeted her. "Are you hurt? What happened?"
While listening to her explanation, he had begun to smile at how adorable his wife was and how eternally grateful he was that he had been the one she chose to spend the rest of their lives with. Thinking to touch her abdomen and greet their unborn child, the idea was dashed away as Jane gripped onto his right wrist. Grimacing as he realized he had forgotten to clean off the blood from dealing with Thor, he used his free hand to cover Jane's mouth in an attempt to quiet his wife's anxiety. "Jane, please relax, all right? This isn't my blood; it's Thor's."
Groaning along her husband's palm, she let out a surprised gasp as she listened to the reason to why his hand was stained in blood. Needing a better explanation, she reached up and moved the hand away. "What happened? Is he all right?" Worry radiated from her entire being as she pondered returning to the kitchen to check up on her friend.
"He'll be all right. I just -" he sighed as he tried to find the words best to describe what had occurred. "Jane, you know how possessive I can be, yes?" The sight of Jane nodding in agreement greeted him before he continued onward; his gaze wandering briefly over the filled garden before settling back to his wife's watching gaze. "The thought of him touching you in the way that he did was - unforgivable, but I think I'm on the right path. Or, at least, I will be given that I used his fork to stab him."
Shocked laughter spilled from Jane's throat as she listened to Loki's explanation; the image of Thor being impaled with a fork presenting itself in her thoughts as she shook her head. What was it about men from Asgard? "I thought you two were going to just talk, Loki," she replied; trying to sound irritated while she knew such behavior was regular between the two brothers. A memory of the two of them getting into it when they had originally set out to talk in the living room; Loki's wit being the reason Thor flipped the coffee table situated between the three of them before jumping on Loki with the desire to injure in his furious gaze. It wasn't until her husband was an inch away from stabbing Thor with one of his daggers that Jane yelled at the two of them to stop. That had been the only time she had kicked Loki out; her anger at his childish behavior irking her to no end that night.
"We did, my Jane. I even went as far as to challenge him with how he apparently loved you. As I suspected, he was wrong in his feelings. You see," he paused to use the pointer and middle fingers of his clean hand to rest under her chin as his eyes focused on hers, "Thor only saw you what you are, my dear. Whereas I, on the other hand, see you for who you are with your many adorable imperfections and quirks that have all worked together to cause me to be so very much possessive of my wife. While I'll admit stabbing him was a bit childish of me, the thought of him trying to separate us was a frightening notion. You are my world, Jane; both you and our baby. Are you disappointed in me for what I've done?" Fear lanced through him as he awaited Jane's reply.
Her eyes had wandered to his lips while he spoke; the want to kiss the infuriating man that she loved forming in her thoughts. Giving into the want, Jane leaned up and touched his lips with hers; the sound of his surprised groan vibrating against her lips as her fingers reached up to bury themselves in his raven locks. Her lips parted along his; the move allowing her tongue to graze along the Prince's lips. The feel of his hands sliding down to grasp onto her rear end and draw the full length of her body against his caused Jane to let go of Loki's hair as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to continue the warm kiss.
Feeling Jane's arms around him as well as the blissfully wonderful touch of her lips and tongue, Loki was pulled away from his inquiry and fear as he proceeded to grip onto her thighs and draw her up into his arms; the feel of her being closely pressed against a delightful one. Supporting Jane by gripping onto her thighs, he glorified in the seductive enjoyment of her legs wrapping around his waist. Once more as his own tongue slid out to plunge the enticing depths of Jane's mouth, he found that his wife had convinced his mind to let go of his foul disposition. Parting the kiss as he breathed heavily against Jane's mouth, Loki sought out her neck and covered his target in soft kisses mixed with gently nips of his teeth. "You devious woman; never letting me worry when you're around," he murmured, grinning against her skin as he felt both the vibrations of her pleasure filled moans while also hearing them. Arousal prodded at the back of his head as he considered the delicious idea of making love to Jane in one of the gardens of Asgard. Images urged the thought forward as he imagined lowering Jane carefully onto the soft grass and stripping her naked while kissing every inch of her body. Pressure from his pants began to form, but he did not want to put Jane in an uncomfortable situation. Plus, he also knew they were needed with the healers; the reason for remembering their planned appointment having to do with the fact that he suspected the position they were currently in had been the one to allow his Jane to become pregnant. Smirking to himself, Loki's thought process went back to the night Jane had crawled on top of him to demand an answer for his refusing to speak to her during the entire day. Once he explained that he had been far too busy planning their sixth wedding anniversary, the two of them had proceeded to spend the rest of the night making the other one moan in pleasure. Pulling away from her exquisite neck, he gazed at his Jane lovingly and kissed her brow just as he carefully lowered her to the ground, "Let us find out what the healers say, my dear Jane."
Gripping onto her husband as her legs felt wobbly from the continuous passionate attacks, she heard him chuckle only to feel a soft kiss brushed along the top of her head. "Let's go home after, all right?"
The sound of Jane's request filled Loki's ears as he sighed softly while holding his Jane close to him. While he had enjoyed visiting with his mother and seeing his old library, he had grown weary of Asgard; his brother's behavior the main cause for his longing to be back in Midgard. "After we go to the healers, we can. I promise," he replied before pulling away to catch the tail end of Jane's nod.
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"The results will only take a few moments, Lady Jane. In the meantime - I would feel a great deal better knowing that you're giving birth here in Asgard versus Midgard. While you've gone on record dozens of times to inform me of the significant advances that the doctors of your world have been able to accomplish, it's your Aesir status along with your husband being of Jotun heritage that makes me hope you'll be staying here for both trimesters of your pregnancy. What say you to my suggestion?" Eir's voice pulled Jane from her thoughts as she glanced over at Loki while the thought of staying in Asgard for the baby rolled around in her mind. While she knew the idea of giving birth back on Earth would have its complications; mainly having to explain that once she had eaten one of the golden apples, what made her human had changed. But, it was the idea of having to deal with Thor even after his altercation with Loki that had been the main reason Jane wanted to go home. Plus, she was missing Erik and Darcy. Peering over at her quiet husband who was idly twisting his wedding band nervously, she reached for his hands as an attempt to grab his attention,
"What do you think? Should I stay here or go home?" Green eyes filled with concern and anxiety greeted her; the latter causing Jane to reach up to brush her fingertips along his cheek.
Eyeing the couple, Eir added while looking at Loki, "She'll, of course, need to have regular visits here so I can monitor the baby's development."
Nine months on Asgard with all of the weird drama, Jane mused to herself while looking at her abdomen while trying to decide on the best choice for her and the baby. Feeling both Loki's and Eir's gaze on her, Jane looked up at the both of them before replying, "I actually just want to go home, you know. Darcy's baby shower is almost here and we can use the Bi-Frost for my regular appointments."
Moving to stand next to Jane, Loki wrapped an arm around his wife's waist while turning his head to kiss at her temple. "Then it is settled. We'll simply go to and from during her first trimester. Then when we're reaching the second, we'll decide on what Jane wants to do."
Worry etched itself on the healer's face before she nodded in acceptance at the couple's decision. "If that is what you two both will to do, then all I can do is to give you the necessary medicines for where you are in the pregnancy. Ah, thank you-", Eir paused as one of her apprentices came up. With a joyful smile decorating her features, she continued onward, "Well, the results are in: you will be having a baby in nine months, my dear Lady Jane. Congratulations to you both."
Grinning despite still feeling the fear that Eir's concerns had formed, Jane nodded while looking up at her equally grinning husband. "Well, there you have it; we're going to be parents."
"Mm, indeed we are. Let's celebrate by giving our baby and their beautiful mother something to eat." Murmuring a 'thank you' to Eir and the others, Loki escorted Jane out of the room; his delight at the knowing that he was going to be a father in a period of time erasing both the fear from Eir's words as well as his frustrating experience with Thor. Instead, all he wanted now was to feed his wife and take a much needed nap with her.
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"You never did tell me: how did it go with Erik and Darcy?," Jane inquired before cutting into her favorite omelet; the savory aroma filling her nostrils happily as she picked up a wayward pepper and popped it into her mouth as she chewed.
Sitting across from Jane as he watched her eat, Loki smiled at how truly adorable his Jane was. "Hm? Oh, right, those two," he murmured while reclining back in his seat and enjoying the quiet of the kitchen. Recalling Erik's reaction first, "Well, Dr. Selvig was overjoyed at the idea of you becoming a mother. He even - and this still is surprising to me given how he used to glare at me whenever I would want to touch or kiss you - he hugged me. Yes, your mentor and father figure took me into his arms and hugged me; even thanking me for making you so happy. He even called me his son soon after which is still equally surprising." The sight of Jane's happier-than-ever grin made Loki chuckle softly, "Before I left, he said that he's wanting to have dinner with us to celebrate. I told him that I would bring it up with you before we decided. As for Darcy," his laughed softly at the endlessly jabbering dark haired woman while trying to find the best way to explain what happened, "she, like Erik, was very pleased at the idea of you becoming a mother. Speaking of which, do you happen to know why she would say that my swimmers were successful? I have-" his curiosity was put on hold as the sight of Jane coughing on her food alarmed him. Getting up quickly in a panic, he raced over to the counter space to collect a glass before slamming against the table as he reached for the pitcher of water. Pouring as quickly as he could muster, he moved to stand next to Jane while offering her the cup. "Drink slowly, my love." He tried his best to calm his frazzled nerves as he watched Jane take the cup and sip from it while shaking her head. His eyes followed the motion of the cup as it was lowered back to the table before looking back at Jane worriedly. "Are you all right?"
Taking a much needed moment to rein in her laughter at what Loki had said, Jane nodded before taking Loki's left hand in hers and kissing his knuckles softly. "Honey, she wasn't referring specifically to swimmers or swimming in any sense. What Darcy was referring to was the fact that you had been successful in your part of making me pregnant, that's all." She was going to need to kick Darcy's ass as soon as she saw the outspoken intern. "So no worries, I swear." She even went as far as to cut a second piece of the omelet and offer it to her husband. "Now eat up, too. After all, you deserve as much the credit for creating the baby as I do."
Chuckling lightly as he accepted the forkful of the omelet, he moved back to where he had been sitting and chewed gradually. Once he swallowed, "So, why did you start to cough when I brought up what Darcy said?"
"Ah, well- you see, in the way she referred to 'swimmers', she was talking about your sperm." She congratulated herself for managing to elaborate with a straight face by taking another bite of the omelet.
"Ah, I see. Essentially, she was glad for my ability to give my wife a baby, then. I have heard of men who are unable to do so; the notion of an Asgardian unable to play his role in creating a child has been known to cause some citizens to flee Asgard for dishonoring their family name." Brushing a fingertip along his chin, Loki looked away from watching Jane eat to glancing at the direction of the door leading out to the hallway. "When do you want to head home?"
"I guess as soon as I'm done eating and we pack up all of our stuff. I know it's going to be a surprise for your mom when she finds out that we're wanting to go back which makes me wonder if we should explain Thor and Sif's situation. Plus, I miss our bed and my lab," Jane murmured with a faint sigh as she hadn't been able to focus on any of the projects that she needed to tackle for both Tony as well as S.H.I.E.L.D. Instead, she was forced to deal with a maddening ex boyfriend who claimed to still love her and was wanting her to leave the man she loved for him. Darcy was going to possibly die from laughter once she learned what had happened and while she would've liked to keep things like this a secret, Jane alone knew that as soon as they reached home and she contacted Darcy, the list of questions would start up. "Do you think we should tell her about Thor?"
The notion of enlightening his mother about the fact that Thor was still harboring some form of lustful desire for his wife and had used Sif to channel said desire did not seem the best of conversational topics. After all, Thor was in line for the throne and if word got out that he had pursued another man's wife, it would bring such intense shame on the house of Odinson that the Allfather himself would be forced to remove Thor from the line of succession and possibly crown himself as King of Asgard. To think as his thoughts went on, the idea of becoming King of Asgard had once been one of his most important goals. Now as he took in Jane placing the fork onto the empty plate and taking a sip of water, his goals for life had changed dramatically. As appealing as becoming a King seemed, Loki found himself wanting to instead devote his time between continuing to be with his wife and have their adventures together while also being the father their unborn baby deserved. So, there really was no way he was going to ruin his dream just so that he could become King. While Thor was, ultimately, a large oaf, he also had the love of both Asgard and Midgard. Plus, he had been raised with the mindset of becoming King once Odin felt it was time to relinquish the throne. "I do not think it wise to alert my mother or father of Thor's actions. If anything, I would much rather he deal with it quietly so he'll still be able to become King of Asgard. While I'm not particularly fond of him at the moment for what he did to you, for once in my life I find that I do not want to become King of Asgard. Helping you raise our son or daughter is where I belong," he replied while reaching forward to cup Jane's face softly before brushing his lips along hers. "So I suspect keeping quiet of my brother's less than worthy actions will be in our best interest. I know him, though. I know he's a good man and I think the idea of knowing you were meant for me and vice versa is just something he's going to work on adapting to."
Nodding while smiling at the recent touch of her husband's lips along hers, Jane returned the kiss just as softly before standing up and walking around to Loki's side of the table. At the sight of his confused yet curious expression, Jane proceeded to show him the reason why she had gotten up in the first place. Turning around so that her back was to him, she gradually sat on her husband's lap and wrapped her arms around his shoulders for both security and comfort purposes. "Earlier when we were in the garden and you asked me if I was disappointed in you, I found myself wondering where in that beautiful mind of yours would you ever get the faintest idea that I would ever be disappointed in you. Sure, you have a tendency of making me intensely frustrated to the point of my either wanting to punch you or make love to you," his surprised chuckle greeted her ears as she shook her head at her adorable husband before continuing to speak, "but, listening to you just now be selfless in acknowledging that Thor seemed almost destined to be a King is yet another reason why I'm so very proud of the changes you've made and I've never been disappointed in you. Ever." Resting her forehead along his, she closed her eyes and let out a content sigh. "Just as I am your world, you are mine as well, Loki. You're my favorite reason to wake up and meet each day just as you're my favorite reason for saying goodnight to the world before I fall asleep. You're going to be an amazing father for our baby because he or she is going to have a father who knows to make each moment count." The cool exhalation of his breath along her lips and nose caused her to smile as she finally gave into the intoxicating pleasure that was kissing her husband. Brushing her lips against his at first, she craved a deeper kiss and slanted her mouth along his as she proceeded to, once more, show him how important and loved he was. His pleasure filled sounds vibrated along her lips as her tongue swiped along his lips before gaining entry; the feeling of his mouth opening up for her an exciting sensation.
"Oh! Prince Loki and Lady Jane, please forgive me! I thought the kitchen was empty-!" One of the kitchenmaids had wandered into the kitchen only to see the dark haired Prince and his wife locked in a loving embrace. The sight of the two of them parting the kiss to look at her in confusion greeted her as she mumbled an apology and darted out of the room without looking back.
"It's getting time for the cooks to start preparing dinner," Loki murmured while glancing out a nearby window before looking at his seductive Jane. The thought that this woman who had dared to challenge him on his knowledge of the Milky way was the same woman who had simply seated herself on his lap and kissed him. "Let's continue this in our room, hm?"
Blushing slightly in embarrassment for being caught, Jane tucked her bottom lip in between her teeth and nodded before standing up. Moving away so that Loki had enough room, Jane's mind registered finally what Loki had said; the feel of his kiss as well as being interrupted by the maid both being the culprits for distracting her thoughts. "Wait, dinner? Do you think we should have dinner with your parents and then go home after?"
Pausing as soon as he, too, stood up from sitting, Jane's question caused him to think of whether or not it would cause less stress and alarm for his mother if he and Jane left after. Then, at the very least, it would give the two most important women in his life a chance to talk about the pregnancy as well as allow Jane to ask any questions she had about it. "That will work, I agree. In the meantime, I believe we owe ourselves a much needed celebratory -" choosing to use his knowledge of how much his wife loved when he whispered, Loki leaned in and dropped his voice to a low, husky whisper while aiming his head at her left ear before continuing to speak, "fuck, hm?" The sight of a shiver coursing through his wife made the God of Mischief smirk happily as he lovingly nipped at her earlobe before backing away. Wrapping his arms securely around the woman who made his heart and body ache in ways words failed to describe, the two of them vanished from the kitchen and into their bedroom with use of his magic.
