Author's Note: Some of you have encouraged me to continue this series of one shots, so here you go. This directly follows the last one shot, Darcy and Thor in Asgard. Please excuse any errors you find, didn't have the time to edit. Hope you like it, and please review. I plan on keeping this going for a while, but I've been working on a novel of my own original work, and it gets most of my time.
When Darcy and Thor got back from Asgard, Darcy loaded down with souvenirs and still wearing Sif's armor, Nick Fury was waiting for them. Neither of them were concerned with the fierce look on his face. Darcy because she was still riding the high of happiness she'd gotten being in Asgard. Thor because he still had a bone to pick with the man of Fury.
"Debrief, Nicholas?" Darcy chirped, still grinning. Every time Thor looked at her he could feel a ridiculously besotted smile on his face. Fury didn't have that problem.
"I have half a mind to send you back to Norway, Lewis." Nick growled. The sky darkened with storm clouds, Thor's grip on Mjolnir tightened. Darcy looked up at the clouds, then at Nick with a raised eyebrow.
"That wouldn't work, Thor can fly and Heimdal can see me wherever I am. What's got your panties in a twist anyway? Cause I got you a souvenir." Grin back on her face Darcy started digging through the mess in her arms. Coming up with a bundle wrapped in pure silk, thrusting it out to the stoic leader of S.H.I.E.L.D. He ignored it in favor of his planned lecture.
"Do you have any idea the damage you could have caused? With your mouth and its tendency to say the worse possible things, you could have started an inter realm war. We have a tentative peace treaty with Asgard, you have the potential to destroy that in less than a day." Fury was in full intimidation mode, directed right at Darcy, and deflating her good mood. Thor wasn't having that.
"Nicholas Fury, you are the only one in danger of negating our peace treaty. This is the second time you have upset my Lady Darcy, I will not allow it to continue to go on." Fury studied Thor for a time, contemplating him, his words, and the deceivably ordinary girl at his side.
"Your Lady Darcy? Well, that changes things. I may have to keep you around, Lewis. God help us all." with that Fury turned and walked away, after grabbing the still outstretched parcel in Darcy's hand. Thor made to go after him, since Fury had yet to apologize to Darcy, but her hand on his forearm stopped him. Yum, muscles, Darcy couldn't help but think. Nor could she help the distracted arm rubbing. Thor just smiled besotted again.
"Lets go see the other and give them their gifts. Tony's going to be so jealous, I can't wait to see his face when he gets his souvenir." She literally bounced into the elevator, and Thor had to swallow hard at what it did for her curves. It was time he told her of his feelings, time he started courting her so he'd have the right to put his hands on those amazing curves.
Darcy was right, Tony's face was priceless when he was presented with his souvenir. It was a solid gold statue in the likeness of Iron Man. Thor had shown Darcy all of Asgard, including the craftsmen. Once they'd told her they'd built all of the grand statues in the palace she had to have one made for Tony. It was literally the only thing in the universe you could get that the billionaire didn't already have. Of course it may not have taken long before Tony had a golden statue made for himself, but it wouldn't have come from another realm. He even teared up a little at the sight of it. His mouth dropped open, and he took it as gently as one might handle a newborn baby. With an emotion chocked whisper he thanked her.
"Thanks, Stacked, this is the best present I've ever gotten." Then to cover for his forgetting he was an unaffected, emotionless man child he followed his thanks up with a lewd comment.
"You know, since you won't sleep with me that is. As consolation prizes go its awesome."
"Don't ruin the moment, Tony, by making Thor hit you with his hammer." Bruce advised. Since he spoke up Darcy decided to give him his present next. It was the Asgardian equivalent of tea, she explained to him that Hogun often drinks it for his peace of mind. He smiled, a little besotted himself, at her, and thanked her very sincerely with nary a lewd comment made. Everyone else was given their souvenirs, thanking her one by one and in some cases hugging her. Natasha was gifted an Asgardian knife set, made of the sharpest materials of the highest quality guaranteed to never dull or rust. Clint was given an ornately carved set of arrows in a beautifully made quiver, he also seemed to be a little emotional, probably because of his Robin Hood fetish. Steve got a set of lead and brushes and paints rolled into a soft blue wrap, made from a material no one but Thor could pronounce. Asgard, he was told, was home to the most talented artists in all the nine realms, and such a gift was only given to those with equal skill. He blushed, and teared up a little, and thanked Darcy in his apple pie, awe shucks sort of way. Jane and Pepper were given gorgeous gowns, made from the finest silks, and even though Jane was an astrophysicist who frequently forgot to shower and change her clothes was still a woman under it all and squealed just as delightedly as Pepper. With the gift giving over with everyone went about their busy lives, except Thor who took Darcy by the hand and lead her out onto the balcony. He had his serious face on, and Darcy wasn't sure whether to find it endearing or be worried. Thor hadn't said anything on Asgard about her antics, and had stood up for her against Fury, but he could have been waiting to do it in private so he wouldn't humiliate her. She braced herself for his admonishment, admittedly the only one that would work on her, when his words shocked her to the core.
"I been enchanted by you from the first moment of our meeting, and if it is agreeable to you I would wish to court you." His words were formal, but Darcy totally got the meaning. Thor, freaking God of Thunder, wanted to date her. Her, Darcy Lewis, unpaid intern to Jane Foster brilliant and beautiful astrophysicist. Even with that, metaphorically large, shadow next to her miniscule one Thor had not only noticed her, but he'd wanted her. She of course hadn't been blind or oblivious to his long looks at her body, who wouldn't look?, or the occasional flirting, but she'd never thought he might actually feel anything other than brotherly affection. She'd almost resigned herself to unrequited love.
"Is this not something you wish? I had thought that your lingering looks and touches on my person were indicative of your romantic inclinations to me. If I have been mistaken I apologize, and I hope this does not affect our friendship." He looked scared, and sad and Darcy just couldn't help herself. What was a girl supposed to do when the God of Thunder declares his feelings for her? Why, kiss him of course. And that is exactly what she did. As soon as he'd stopped speaking she leapt at him, his battle honed reflexes had him catching her, bringing her up further once her mouth had connected with his. The kiss was hot, desperate, and elated. She may have giggled a little hysterically, until his tongue swiped against her own then she moaned and sunk into it.
Several long, and mind blowing minutes later they came up for air. Thor still had her hoisted a least a foot off the ground, large hard hands on her ass. They stared at each other, breathing heavy eyes dilated with arousal, then Thor's huge grin spread across his handsome face.
"I take this to mean you are receptive to my offer of courtship?" he asked, half joking.
"Hell yeah, as long as that means you want to date me with the guarantee of hot sex." Thor's eyes got a little darker, and his grin a little wicked.
"It does. It also mean I intend to make you my betrothed. I enter this courtship with the intention of marriage, Darcy. That would mean you will one day rule Asgard at my side if you agree to have me." Her nearly stopped at that. It was one thing being told you were wanted by Thor, but another thing entirely for him to say he wanted you to rule an entire realm as his wife.
"Are you sure that you're asking the right person? I mean, I'm Darcy, they don't even allow me to leave the Tower unsupervised, why would you want me ruling a world?"
"I am aware of who you are, Darcy. You are the only one I would wish to spend the rest of my long life with. You are exactly what Asgard needs, and exactly what I need. I knew for certain when we were in Asgard together and you'd managed to impress nearly everyone I care for. Most telling of all was when I found you with my brother, and for the time you were with him he was as I remembered him being before his fall. If you can, even momentarily, do what none other has been able to, then you are worthy of the throne." Now Darcy was starting to tear up. What a strange but amazeballs day she'd had. First she'd gone to Asgard, met beautiful people, seen beautiful things, and now she was basically being proposed to by its future king. What even is my life right now, she thought.
"As long as you're one hundred percent sure you know what you're getting into. Because now that you've put the idea in my head I'm not letting it go. I'm going to be your wife, and I'm going to be queen of a fuck awesome realm one day, and you better not try and back out, cause I'll tase you again." Thor threw back his head and laughed. He kissed her again, hard and fast, before speaking.
"I am sure, and I will not 'back out' you are what I want, and I cannot wait to see the look on my father's face when I announce our betrothal."
"There may be a little Loki in you, you know. That is a sinister smirk you've got right now. You know what its kind of sexy. Yeah, its doing really great things for my lady parts." Unable and unwilling to pass up that obvious invitation Thor carried her off to his suite of rooms to finish the very great day off with a bang.
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