Man you guys I just had to write another. Now this story is not for me... It's for you. The faithful people who have stood by me and read this fanfic. Reviewers... I thankyou. You are great friends to me and it is my honor to write out your names every chapter.

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WARNING: Some people may be uncomfortable with the passion expressed in this chapter. Nothing very bad, just kissing and the removal of a robe and Loki's shirt. If you were hoping for more, wait till the next chapter:)

It was night. Darcy had woken and had creeped up to the deck again. The wind, everything took her breath away, nothing could have made this night more beautiful. The stars glittered innocently, lighting up the water like a million floating lanterns.

Darcy went over to her usual spot, dangling her legs around the long piece of wood that stuck out of the front of the boat. Darcy leaned down as low as she could and felt the water touch her fingers. The light breeze blew her light shift against her skin and made her hair tickle the back of her neck.

Darcy positioned herself to where she was laying on her back, staring up at the bright stars. Their brightness astonished her. How could they be this bright? In New York all the lights made it impossible to see a star. But here... She could see every single one.

She propped herself up on one elbow and looked down in the water again. Brushing her fingers across the top of it, Darcy wondered at its stillness. It was beautiful, silent, and yet it was dangerous and could crush you.

Sunmacil was this. She was this piece of earth that Darcy had taken for granted, water was crucial. No one could survive without its nourishing life.

Water was everything. Darcy longed to know water. Longed for that part of her that she didn't have. Stephen had left to soon. He could have helped her. He could have shown her water... But Darcy knew Stephen wasn't something there just to make her happy. He was a friend, and a faithful instructor.

''You look enchanting.'' A familiar voice said from behind her.

Darcy smiled and turned around. Loki was on the deck, walking towards her as he brushed his fingers over the wood that made up the sides of the boat.

''You reminded me of a water nymph, gazing at the water with such longing in your eyes...'' Loki was next to her now, hands positioned on either side of her, trapping her.

''You shouldn't watch people like that... It could scare them.'' Darcy said, she wanted to be close to him, to feel his warmth against her own.

''It doesn't scare you.'' Loki whispered, his soft breaths making her hair stir.

Darcy opened her mouth to say something but was stopped by him placing his mouth over hers. He pulled her closer, smelling the scent the perfume she used, that clung to her clothes no matter how many times they'd been washed, relished the way she tasted, like sugar and something salty... He groaned, he wanted this so badly, every time she kissed him made him want it more.

She kissed him back, sliding her hands across his chest and to his neck. He smiled under her lips, he loved this. Thor and Odin would never forgive him, but he didn't care.

He brought her closer to where she was practically holding on to him, then he slowly sat down on the deck.

''I love you.'' She whispered through his kisses, swiftly working on the buttons on his shirt.

''I love you too. And I'm going to prove it.'' He said in her mind, feeling her muscles tense up when she heard him.

Darcy licked his lips, she was unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, the other lacing her fingers through his coal black hair, loving the way it tickled her fingers.

He spoke in her mind again, ''I love you too. And I'm going to prove it.'' She liked that idea, and bit his lip in return to what he said. She wasn't going to regret this, she wasn't going to feel any self hatred, she loved him... And he loved her.

She felt him untie her robe and she let it fall from her shoulders, leaving her in a thin white shift. She groaned as he bit her neck softly, his hands traveling from her waist to her neck. She wanted more, she wanted him to give more.

Darcy pushed his pulled his shirt off, his skin gleamed like pale stone in the pearlescent light of the moon. She felt him tug on her shift, and knew the full extent of what she'd gotten into.

Loki and her had run away, off to find adventure, and the adventure was nearing a close. Did she want to go back to Asgard and let them lock him up. The answer was simple.

No.

She wanted to be with him at this moment. To feel his skin against hers. To feel the steady beating off his heart. She'd gotten herself into more than a war. She had found love.

Loki nuzzled his head into the side of her neck, kissing her skin. Stop. Those words rang in her head like a gong had been hit. He's not ready for this. And neither are you. When you return... It will not be the end of this journey...

Darcy moaned, she didn't want to stop. She loved him and that made it okay... Right? A soft breeze on her shoulder finished it. She pulled back from him, sealing the deal. ''Not yet... I'm not ready...'' But you are ready, the words hung in the air. And Darcy saw shame creep into Loki's eyes.

''You're right... I'm sorry. I should have stayed away... I'm sorry...'' He gasped, handing her her robe, trying to make her happy again.

''No. I'm sorry.'' Darcy leaned her head against his chest. They weren't ready. And if the Guardian was right... They wouldn't be separated when they went back to Asgard.

Loki hesitated, then put his arms around her, holding her close to him. He'd heard the voice as well. But he didn't want to listen. Anger and sadness crept up on him, Darcy being the only one who held it at bay. He loved her. And would never let her go.

A/N: Okay Gunslinger21. Don't be disappointed. The sequel will have what you want. Not this one... This one is just their journey and Loki and Darcy's proclamation of love. Nothing to dirty.