Songs: Moving On(Bonus Track) by Michael Giacchino
"Given that I've lived here for over a thousand years, one would think I should have known this would have happened." Laughing humorlessly to himself, Loki leaned forward while reaching up to rub at the beginnings of a painful headache. None of this would have occurred if Thor had the sense to stay far away from Jane as well as Sif. Thanks to the blonde oaf, the Allfather was likely going to force Thor to give up his place in succession and offer it to Loki as was tradition with birth order. However, the thought of him becoming King of Asgard would not only change his life drastically, it would affect his wife's life. It was the thought of Jane possibly having to leave behind her passions so that she could better focus on the duties of Queen of Asgard that was causing the dark haired Prince to suffer a headache that felt like all of Asgard had been set on top of his head. Gentle fingers slid through his locks and proceeded to softly massage his scalp; the almost immediate sense of relief causing Loki to groan softly as he looked in the direction of where the healing fingers came from. "Love, what am I ever going to do without you and your soothing scalp massage?," he asked; the tension from earlier gradually decreasing thanks to Jane's massage.
"Without me? Far as I know, I'm not going anywhere," Jane murmured, smiling softly as she leaned in to kiss her husband's lips softly. "Since everyone has left and the baby and I aren't hungry, want to go to for a walk?"
Glancing over at Jane's plate while noticing the majority of her meal was still there, Loki sighed faintly as he suspected that Thor's speech had also robbed Jane of her appetite. He was going to have to deal with that oaf again for upsetting his wife as well as his mother. While he was mildly concerned for the Allfather, his mother and Jane were his favorite women and people he sought to protect from what the universe tried to do. Wondering when Jane would want to eat again, Loki made a mental note to try to stay awake for when she wanted to take a trip to the kitchen. Memories of the last time he had accompanied Jane to the kitchen here in Asgard replayed itself in his thoughts as he recalled smling at his beautiful wife who was sitting on the counter in her pajamas eating an apple and swinging her legs to and fro. That moment, of course, had led to him standing in between her legs as the two shared a passionate kiss before giggling like two school aged kids as they walked back to their room; stopping every few moments to kiss each other.
"Loki!"
"Huh?," The sound of Jane calling out his name pulled his thoughts away from the delightful memory. Smirking faintly in embarrassment as he caught the sight of Jane looking worriedly at him, he turned in his seat and reached for his wife; the comfortable weight of her body resting on top of his lap forcing the tension from earlier to dissipate. Brushing his nose along her collar bone while making a mental note to thank the seamstress for creating the gown covering his Jane, he closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. "Forgive me, my dearest Jane. I was remembering the time I escorted you to the kitchen because you were hungry. Do you remember the countless of kisses we shared on our way back? I do."
Situating herself on Loki's lap while pushing away the initial surprise at being plucked away from the chair, she found herself grateful to be this close to him again as the earlier events during dinner had crossed both her anxiety as well as stress to form. Given that Thor had decided to tell his parents what had happened, did this mean Thor was going to have to give up his position as the next King of Asgard and put Loki in line? While she could recall a time when the idea of Loki taking over the throne would have excited her husband immensely, a past conversation between the two of them had revealed that his dream of being King had changed when they purchased their home in Tromso during the second year of their marriage. So, the sight of him clutching onto his head and looking pained had been understandable as she could only guess that he feared how Thor's actions would affect the two of them. While the chance to be Queen seemed so far out of reach and if it were to come to that, she could only hope she'd have time to prepare herself; it was Loki's anguish that worried her the most. From having to go through life feeling like an outcast who never truly felt the love of his father, the notion of being able to have the one thing he used to want had to be a lot to deal with. Wishing Thor was still around so that she could slap him for his crappy behavior, Jane's thoughts were pulled away as she recalled what Loki had said about a time he and her had gone off to the kitchen in search of food. Chuckling softly as she began to picture her tiptoeing through the quiet hallways; the memory of her husband vanishing behind her only to reappear in front of her as he grasped onto her and kissed her soundly.
"Yeah, I remember. I'm surprised no one heard us, though. We were laughing so loud," Jane smiled while resting her head on Loki's shoulder as she felt him move his head to kiss the top of hers.
"Well, after the two of us shared embarrassing childhood stories, can you really blame us for laughing?," he murmured while holding Jane close to him. "My life has been so much better with you in it, my dear Jane."
Caught off guard by the lovely admission from her husband, Jane pulled away from the comfort of his shoulder to look directly at him. "Really?"
Chuckling softly at her question while moving a hand away from her waist and using a thumb to brush softly along his wife's bottom lip. "Indeed. You already know how important and special to me you are, Jane. As the mother of our baby on the way and the woman I'm going to love forever, having you here through all of the important parts of my life has truly shown me that you're the one. I know, I know; how romantic of me, hm? But, the heart wants what it wants and you, my Jane, are what my heart has wanted since the day you first came here. Don't ever forget that though, of course, I don't mind reminding you if it means I get to see your face light up as it is right now." Leaning in, Loki softly kissed both of her rosy cheeks; grinning happily at a faint gasp echoing from Jane. "In the meantime, let's take that stroll and then get ready for bed. This day has been, by far, one of the longest in my life and the baby isn't even here yet," he said with a chuckle.
Climbing off of Loki, Jane reached down to help him up and greeted with a possessive kiss as soohim stand. Was she ever going to get over how amazing his kisses made her feel? She doubted it. As their lips parted, Jane smiled happily as she took Loki's left hand in hers and pulled him out of the large room. "I was thinking we could do a small walk and then go back to our room. After all of the craziness of the day, I'd love to sink into a warm bath."
Squeezing her hand softly, Loki drew it up to kiss at her knuckles before nodding. "Sounds perfect since I brought that one book I've been wanting to read." Smirking slightly at the laugh that soon followed after he spoke, he looked at her curiously. "Did I say something funny?"
Using her grip to draw Loki's hand up to her lips as she returned the kiss to his knuckles, Jane smiled up at her husband before replying to his question. "You're just adorable, that's all. Adorable, thoughtful, charming." Each word she uttered was followed by a soft kiss to his knuckles; her gaze glimpsing a half smile decorating Loki's lips. "That's why I laughed; because you said something cute."
Loki's half smile widened as he lowered his head slightly to caress Jane's lips with his; her admission causing his heart to swell with love for the woman next to him. As their lips parted, he softly bestowed a light kiss on the tip of her nose before straightening. "How lucky I am to have a woman like you who appreciates my love of reading; even going as far as referring to it as 'adorable, thoughtful, and charming.'"
"How lucky I am to have a man like you who prefers to read." The thumb of her right hand began to softly brush along Loki's thumb before she gasped softly in surprise as she felt his thumb brush along hers. Glancing down at their touching digits, she straightened before smiling at how they were with each other.
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"We'll have to think of names for the baby, you know," Loki murmured as he kept his usually lengthy strides with Jane's shorter ones; his lips curving up in amusement at his wife's small stature. While she was shorter than him, he knew for a fact that she made up for it with her passionate presence.
"Hm? Yeah, I know your mom brought up the idea earlier at dinner."
"Well, given that he or she is the result of a Midgardian astrophysicist and an Asgardian/Jotun sorcerer, I imagine a name that carries on the strength and power from having two powerful parents will be a place to start."
"So no Loki Jr.?," Jane said; an impish smirk forming on her lips as she looked up at Loki.
"Loki Jr? Goodness, woman, no." He balked at the idea of his child carrying his name. "Who would do such a thing?"
Giggling softly at her husband's reaction, Jane glanced around their surroundings; a pearly white fountain to the right of her greeting her gaze before she looked back at Loki. "You've never heard of that before?," the sight of him shaking his head confirmed her suspicion before she continued on. "Well, people from Midgard have a knack for naming their kids after their fathers. Let's say you know a man named Sam - "
"What's a Sam?," he eyed her curiously; the name unfamiliar.
Exhaling softly while making a mental note to introduce him to the millions of names that people were given, Jane pushed on, "I'll explain later. So, you have Sam and Sam has a son. Now, normally Sam would pick a name that wasn't his. However, in some families, Sam's son would be called Sam Jr."
Blinking while listening to his wife's explanation, Loki frowned briefly before his eyebrows rose up in comprehension, "So, it is a similar practice of what we do here: Thor and Loki are referred to as 'Odinson'?"
"Right! Exactly. Which makes me wonder if our son or daughter will be referred to as 'Lokison' given that you're the father?"
Loki's breath caught as he recognized the fact that Jane was right: he was going to be given a chance to have someone carry on his name. Tears threatened to spill at the elation he felt before he used his hold on Jane to pull her in front of him. A worried expression greeted him as he saw her looking up at him with concern.
"Are you crying, Loki?," Jane asked, reaching up to brush a thumb along his cheek; frowning as she caught the tears of falling. "Oh, Loki, what is it?"
Words escaped him. The great Silvertongue was left mute as he stood in front of his wife; tearing up in joy at the notion of their child and future children carrying the name 'Lokison' filled his thoughts. Peering down at part of why he was going to be able to become a father, Loki gently cupped Jane's face and softly bestowed several light kisses on her lips and face. "My heart felt like it was going to explode from how happy you've made me, dearest Jane. That is all." He managed to whisper as he drew Jane in a tight embrace, sniffling softly and chuckling at the continued tears. He wasn't supposed to be this lucky; this able to get what he had wanted for as long as he could remember. But, as he held his source of happiness and love in his arms tightly; the warmth of her body pressed securely against his, he felt it time to start believing the Norns had decided to finally bless him with all that he wanted and more. "You've given more than I could have asked for, Jane. You've given me acceptance, love -" he bowed his head to kiss the top of hers before continuing, "a comfortable home, and now a baby on the way. When I found out I am a Frost Giant, I thought my chance at happiness was over; that I would spend the rest of my days being one of the Allfather's trinkets stolen away from faraway realms. But, the night I came to visit you when you were in need of help, the way you clung to me during each of our kisses made me start to believe I was meant for a greater purpose. Then when Odin told me to go to Midgard, I could not believe my luck. You see, when I came back to Asgard after visiting you, I found myself seeing Heimdall on a regular basis and asking him to check on you; the notion of you doing well soothng the ache in my chest that had been formed from not being able to see you on a regular basis. Then, before Thor and I went to Asgard, do you want to know what I learned?," his watery gaze twinkled with mirth as he watched Jane move her head up to look at him with a smile filled with love. "I learned that you were looking for me, Jane. Knowing that bit of information made my heart want to sing at the sheer knowledge that you wanted to see me. The rest, of course, is history. Best choice I've made in my lifespan." Craving Jane's lips, the emotional God of Mischief bowed his head to softly touch Jane's lips with his; the warmth of her mouth filling him as he swayed left and right as if they were dancing. His Jane made his life brighter in ways he had never experienced.
Swaying with Loki slightly, Jane returned the soft kiss; his speech filling her with such love and adoration for the man that she had opted for remaining silent as she was too overwhelmed with emotion to be able to muster up a sentence that made any sense. Pulling away from the kiss, Jane took advantage of the current position and lovingly kissed her husband's cheeks and nose; the sound of joyful giggling greeting her as each kiss came in contact with his skin. "I'm so glad I've been able to help you see how deserving you are of the good things life has to offer, Loki. I only wish I could have been able to show you those things as soon as we met each other, but thankfully I'm lucky enough now to spend the rest of our lives doing all I can to give your heart reasons to smile and sing. I love you so much, you know." Pressing a soft kiss to his chin while watching him gaze down at her lovingly, she started to feel the results of having one of the longest days ever as she rested her head on his shoulder once more; a slight yawn parting her lips as she began to think of their bed.
Placing a light kiss on his wife's forehead, he chuckled softly at the sight of her yawn. "Getting sleepy, my dear?"
"Mm; been a really long day, if you don't remember." Jane murmured and inhaled slowly; the soothing scent that only Loki could produce filled her nostrils. "Love how you smell."
"Oh?" Amusement coated his voice as he combed the fingers of his right hand through her brunette locks; her own scent greeting him and putting him to ease as well. "How fortunate of me to have a wife who loves the way I smell." Watching as she reacted to what he said; her eyelids widening in surprise as she looked up at him, he began to laugh as he watched her recognize that she had said what she said. "Let's go to bed, love. The bath and the gardens will be here when we wake up." Holding Jane close to him, the dark haired Prince focused on the room he wanted to go to and transported the two of them; the warmth of his magic soaring through his senses greeting him. As soon as they had reached their bedroom, he shook his head in amusement at the sight of Jane succumbing to another yawn; this time a louder and longer one as he heard the faint cracking sound of her jaw. "Sleepy, sleepy darling; what am I going to do with you?" Reaching down, Loki proceeded to scoop his wife up in his arms and carried her off to the bed.
Resting her head along his shoulder as she felt the world around her shift, Jane groaned sleepily as exhaustion seemed to be winning out versus anything else; the idea of a bath pushed away as she found herself preferring the warmth of the bed instead. "I can walk, you know," she murmured as she peered down.
"Indeed, you can, but I happen to love holding you, my Jane. So, please, humor me." Making his way to the bed and wandering over to her side, Loki knelt down gently as he deposited her onto the soft mattress. Once he felt she was secure on the bed, he began to reach for the intricate lacing of her gown before having his hands slapped away. Blinking up at her in confusion, Loki focused on the fabric covering Jane before waving a hand as he summoned his magic; an impish smirk decorating his features as he admired both his handiwork as well as his naked wife.
"Hey! I was gonna take care of that," Jane huffed tiredly before sitting up. She wanted to brush her teeth and wash her face before she went to bed. Gripping onto the mattress for support, Jane pulled herself and stumbled over to the bathroom; the ever watchful gaze of her husband following her. "Just gonna brush my teeth, you goober."
Sighing softly at the sheer stubbornness of his wife while allowing himself a smile at the fact that he was also like that, Loki wandered over to the open bathroom door to keep an eye on his wife. Reaching the room, he leaned against the door frame as he watched Jane smear the minty concoction on her toothbrush before wetting the brush and sliding it into her mouth. As he watched her brush her teeth, he began to recall nights when he'd catch her still working on a project in the early morning hours. At times he would tsk in disapproval; sometimes he would close her laptop and gather his workaholic of a wife in his arms and carry her up to their bedroom. Once they reached the cozy confines, she would always bring up her needing to brush her teeth; several nights in the past where he'd be the one to cover her toothbrush in the paste before offering it to her as he leaned against the sink in case she swayed and began to fall. Now, thankfully, she was still alert so he was able to take in the beauty that was her naked body. Starting from the top of her head, the sight of her hair swaying side to side as she cleaned her teeth was the first thing that stood out before his gaze eyed the smooth column of her neck.
"You're staring, Loki."
"Hm?" Drawing his eyes away from her neck, his gaze wandered up to her face before smirking faintly as he watched her bow her head and spit out the minty green toothpaste. So she had caught him once more. "Can I help that my wife has a delectable body only meant for my eyes?"
"Someone is being possessive," Jane murmured as she set down the toothbrush and rested her hands under the running faucet; water filling her hands as best as she could manage before she drew her palms up to sip. Swishing the water in her mouth, she grasped onto her hair to keep it from getting it into her way as she spit out the water. Just as she was going to check on her husband, her heart leapt in her chest as she caught the dark haired Prince standing behind her thanks to their reflection in the mirror in front of her.
"Once more: can I help that my wife has a delectable body only meant for my eyes?," he repeated as he wrapped his arms around her stomach from behind. "If you weren't so sleepy, I would happily be bending you over the sink and taking you from behind. My vixen of a wife who teases me without trying."
Turning off the faucet, Jane blushed at the wonderful idea of his before turning around in his embrace. "Well, someone did make passionate love to me earlier. Kind of wore me out, you know."
"Lucky fellow to get a chance to make the infamous Jane Odinson come over and over again," he smiled hungrily before sighing as he needed to keep his desires under control.
"Indeed. Let's go to bed. Maybe tomorrow you can recreate your idea as soon as we're both awake." Raising herself up, Jane kissed his lips softly.
Nodding in agreement as he found himself getting sleepy from the day, Loki let go of Jane only to pick Jane up again as he carried her off; the two of them kissing each other once more as Loki reached the bed and fell back onto it.
Giggling sleepily, Jane slid off of Loki and crawled over to her spot. "G'night, darling."
Calmly using his magic to remove his own evening attire, Loki rolled over to Jane and tucked himself behind her while draping an arm around her waist. "I love you, Jane, and goodnight."
(See you all at Chapter 15!)
