Part II:
-Tony, can you please stay still for just a damn minute?-Natasha's frustration was growing by the minute, Tony just chuckled.
-I can't, Tasha. I'm getting married today!-the redhead just rolled her eyes.
-Yes, I know, but you're going to be late if you don't let me finish making your tie!
-Ok. Ok. I'll be still as a rock-Natasha rolled her eyes one more time and finished quickly so they could make it to the wedding. The place was beautiful; it was the same park where Tony asked Loki if he would marry him, six months ago. Tony stood in the altar, waiting for his soon to be husband, squeezing his hands and trying not to shake so notoriously. When Loki arrived, everybody saw why they were together. Their faces lit up when their eyes met, there was this sort of light that made feel as if they were in the middle of an intimate moment, something so beautiful and yet so private but they couldn't look away from the scene. The ceremony passed in a blur, neither of them remember exactly what they said but when the moment came and the father asked the big question, they both said "I do" with strong voice, full of trust and love.
-We're finally married-Tony said.
-Yes, my love.
-I love you, I'm always going to love you-Loki kissed him sweetly, putting his feelings in there and receiving Tony's feelings in return.
-Make yours, Anthony; make me forget about everything else...
Tony made love to Loki passionately, with every part of his heart, melting him with every touch of his hand, giving everything he had to give and Loki answered him in the same way, he gave himself into his loving words, into those hands that made him feel like he was on fire, into that sinful mouth, so hot and wet against his skin. That night, that beautiful night that would always be in their memories, they surrendered to passion and love and trust.
Now... how something so perfect... ended so wrong?