Tony's blog:

Paris, darlin'.

So I hate plane rides. Don't know why the hell I insisted on it when I could have had Loki- right. Fuck you SHIELD. And I don't know why I didn't just take my personal jet. I'm just going to do that on our way back instead.

Anyway, I hate plane rides because:

One: People.

Two: The fucking food.

Now that we've touched down-

Great, Loki's ran off somewhere. Fucking. Hell.

Loki:

[Loki had returned but his hair was…blonde and he..spoke in an American accent. He looked well dressed in his suit and smiled at Tony. He even started contracting words. It was weird.]

Tony! Sorry there I had to go and switch my hair color a bit. Hope this isn't bad, I'm experimenting with it. Don't worry I'll have my hair back to normal in no time now, Oh! Can we go over there?

[Loki immediately drags Tony to a large lavish hotel, conveniently their hotel.]

Tony:

…and why do you look like that?

[Tony gawked at Loki, his eye twitching. Sure, Loki looked mighty fine but this was just.. weird. He liked Loki the way he was with his long get black hair and all. Nevertheless, Tony found himself getting dragged to the hotel. He asked for a suite, winking to the person assisting him (much to Loki's disapproval), then made their way up to their room.]

Annnnnd, where would you like to go to now, sweetheart?

Loki:

[Loki rolled his eyes and sat on flopped onto the bed and relaxed.]

Mmm I could think of a couple places darling. I heard there was some really amazing shopping here. Please darling?

[Though Tony didn't have much of an opinion on the matter because Loki immediately dragged Tony out of the hotel and hailed a cab so he could go shopping. Lots of shopping. And Loki took on the Midgardian female role of making the male in the relationship carry all of the bags. Loki made the rounds to every shop for suits, shoes, ties, coats, other random things he really didn't need but Tony was buying so he did not really care. Loki made Tony wait outside to slip into lingerie store quickly. He emerged some time later with a small black bag and carried it on his person, smirking at Tony and proceeding with his shopping rampage.]

Tony:

[Not that Tony actually minded. He did hate people passing him things, however, so every time a shop assistant tried to hand him a bag, he scowled at them and made them leave it on the counter before he took it and added it to the countless amounts of paper bags he was already carrying. He did love shopping himself, but today was about Loki so he'd make Loki go again for his round tomorrow. Loki had thought that Tony was being a good boy and waiting outside the lingerie store, but he wasn't. Tony had made sure that Loki was busy in the store before he sauntered off somewhere to a jewellery store to buy a little something something.]

"She must be really lucky, I mean, look at the amount of bags you're carrying!"

[The store manager was laughing and beaming at him as Tony dropped the bags onto the counter to pay for the ring he had specially placed at order for months ago (yes, he had been planning to take Loki here for quite some time, but this trip's not when he's going to ask Loki to marry him, he had them all planned out perfectly).]

It's a him, actually.

"Oh, my! He must be quite the charmer then! Lucky! I'd kill to be him."

God, you have no idea what he puts me through.

"Aww, look at you with that smile on your face. You must really love him."

…with all my life.

[Tony beamed at the manager who seemed to be melting into a puddle with his hands placed over his heart. Tony curtly thanked him before he pocketed the small box and gathered the paper bags and then made his way back to outside the lingerie store, and still, the trickster wasn't done. The god had come out about fifteen minutes later, and then it was round two of the shopping rampage.]

Oh, here we go again.

[Tony couldn't help but roll his eyes as he was once again dragged from store to store.]

Loki:

[Loki did a ridiculous amount of shopping but only bought…one thing from each store. He wasn't really sure though on thee amount since Tony looked like a slave with all the bags and boxes he was carrying. No two boxes or bags had the same brand name. But Loki wasn't going to let him suffer longer and used whatever magic he could muster to send them back to their hotel. Loki smiled at his hero and kissed him, unafraid of looks he'd get. He laced his fingers with Tony's own and they walked around hand in hand. They had gotten off the plane at a late hour of the afternoon and it was nearing Midnight as they walked by the Eiffel Tower. Loki looked up at the tall metal monstrosity and squinted.]

I had read in a book that they did not like this but had to keep it for…your telephones I believe, yes? It is a large antenna it said.

[He continued to stare up and then looked into the stars. Far off across the galaxy was Asgard. In another realm was Jotunheim. Loki had a somber look about him when sounds of music caught his ear.]

Tony, what is that?

[He point to a gathering of people in an open cafe sipping wine and enjoying themselves. They were all dressed in an older fashion, possibly 40s?. Loki looked at Tony with anticipation.]

I promise not to get drunk this time. May we go see? Please?

Tony:

[The second the bags were gone, Tony threw his hands into the air for a stretch. Christ, that is a load off! He kissed Loki back when he was kissed, and much to his surprise, he heard a group of ladies going "awwww" at them, which he chuckled to and shot a smile at after Loki and Tony made sure to give them a bit of a display. They strung fingers with each other, and took their walk. The skies were already very dark but the stars seemed to blaze like fire in the night sky.]

Mhmm. I'm surprised you know its history. 'M proud of you.

[He kissed Loki on the cheek as Loki turned to face the source of the music, and Tony scrunched his nose when he missed. He didn't mind though. He looked at where Loki was pointing at, raising his eyebrows. He was interested too, but he really didn't want Loki getting drunk again. …well, he'd just have to keep an eye out on the god then.]

You know I can't say no to you, darling. Shall we then?

[Tony mocked a bow to Loki with a grin on his face, the other hand extending out in the direction to the open cafe, before he decided to simply tug Loki to the cafe, breaking into a little run there while he giggled like a schoolboy. Oh, Paris, and here Tony was falling in love with Loki all over again.]

Loki:

[With a flick of his wrist Loki had made their clothes vanish in a poof of gold dust and had dressed them accordingly to what time period everyone else was in. Tony looked sharp, though he always did, in a black tuxedo. Loki had the same, black, bow tie with a simple handkerchief in his breast pocket. The cafe was warmly lit in a golden yellow and the atmosphere was relaxing, plush and classy. Loki still kept up his American accent for kicks and giggles when people spoke to him. A smile and a bow of his head, the god just put on his princely charms. He had taken two glasses from a waiter who was passing by and handed one to Tony. With a warm smile he wink and took a sip from his glass.]

This is lovely darling. Thank you for taking me here.

[Loki leaned in closer to Tony and ghosted his lips over Tony's own, letting his hot breath tempt just enough before pulling back. His eyes were half lidded as he slowly tugged Tony onto the dance floor, leaving their glasses behind. He swayed with Tony, the trickster placed his left hand on Tony's waist and laced their fingers together in the right.]

I do hope you know how to dance darling.

Tony:

[Tony laughed as his clothes were changed, he liked his new tuxedo, and Loki looked absolutely stunning in his own. With a simple glance from anyone, they would have been able to tell that Loki and Tony were there together, and while Loki spoke to other people, Tony leaned by the bar and watched him with a soft smile playing on his lips. Anyone would have noticed the way they were looking at each other, so completely wrapped in each other's love. Tony graciously accepted the glass of wine from Loki, clinking their glasses together before he, too, took a sip from it. He let Loki teased him, laughing a little as his head was giddy with temptation and happiness for being so lucky to ever be together with this god, his god.]

Anything for you, my love, but I do hope you can keep up.

[And he gently put Loki's hand on his shoulder, taking Loki by the waist instead, leading him into a waltz as he brought them both into a dance of their own. The outside world didn't matter; they weren't even dancing to the song. The crowd had parted for them, watching with smiles as the couple swayed to nothing but the beating of their hearts.]

Loki:

I love you…

[Loki look at Tony and smiled warmly. He kissed him gently as they swayed together. He closed his eyes and opened them slowly looking into Tony's eyes before he spoke again in a soft voice.]

Wǒ ài nǐ

[A kiss on Tony's frohead]

Ich liebe dich

[A peck on Tony's nose]

Je t'aime

[A peck on Tony's right cheek]

Ani Ohevet Otcha

[A kiss on Tony's left cheek]

Gráím thú

[A kiss on Tony's lips]

Ti amo

[A kiss on Tony's Adams apple]

Sarang hae

[A kiss to Tony's right hand]

Ja teb'a l'ubl'u

[A kiss to Tony's left hand]

Aishiteru

[A final kiss on Tony's lips, full, long and warm. Loki gazed into the others eyes and rested his forehead against the others. His hands grasped firmly but gently as they continued to dance.]

Tony:

[For every time Loki kisses him and tells Tony he loves him in every language, Tony says "I love you too" because he's never bothered himself with learning all those language being the American he is. All I need to know is the language of my people, American! which he had received a good smack over the head from Pepper for even saying such a ridiculous thing, and it's English. Still didn't matter.]

To the end of days, sweetheart. Promise.

[They hadn't noticed but the band at the open cafe had started to play a song to their dance instead, and some of the people in the crowd were clapping at them, adoring the couple for being so head over heels in love with each other- still they didn't notice. Right now, they were in their own little world and it's just the both of them there, dancing their night away.]

Loki:

[Loki pulls back, feeling a full on haze of their little world they lived in, but it wasn't really little. The world in itself was vast and beyond this realm were many more. To explore the Nine Realms, together, a not so far off dream. Loki teases Tony with discreet touches and whispers of hot air against his ear. Loki kept in step with Tony's heart, felt his heat seep into his own body. A blissful feeling as he inhaled Tony's scent.]

A promise I will also follow through darling. You…mean more to me then some silly crown of Asgard, more important than any title, more important than any material object in all the Nine Realms. You have turned my world upside down.

I find myself falling in love all over again…

[Loki gazes into Tony's eyes and smiles. Some of the people in the crowd start to dance again and the chatter returns to a minimal level. The world goes on but the space that contained both Loki and Tony was in a stand still.]

Tony:

[In all honestly, Tony had planned to ask for Loki's hand at which ever next party they were going to attend back when they were in America, but, but. Right now felt perfect. With every whisper that slips into his ear, and every light touch from Loki, Tony finds his heart skipping a beat, and sometimes even two. They were still swaying to their hearts, the way the music was in time to their dance. When Loki promises Tony, and tells him how important he is, Tony felt his knees buckle for his heart screamed it's time. It took him all of his strength and courage to keep their dance together as he continued looking into Loki's eyes and uphold his smile.]

I love you so much, sweetheart.

[He said this, and everything around him seemed to slow down as he pulled away from Loki. Tony fell on one knee, and if he looked, there was a lady dropping the glass of champagne away from her red, red lips and her other hand flying up to cover her mouth, she was in a bout of pleasant surprise as she turned to her date and whispered, "Oh my goodness, look!" The chatters had subsided again, and everyone, even the band, had ceased all movements, to watch Tony and Loki. From his pocket, Tony presented a little dark green velvet box.]

Loki Laufeyson…

[He pulled the box open slowly, and in it laid a simple gold band with careful intricate inscription that simply stated My Prince, My God, My Everything. Even though it looked simple, he had an extremely small device installed that would tell Loki, when he spun the ring thrice, and in Tony's voice, that he loved him, and that he belonged to Loki forever; it's only a little reminder, but Tony never wanted Loki to forget. Distantly, he could hear the sound of a few ladies squealing in delight, but everything that truly mattered was right in front of him then, so all Tony saw in his eyes was Loki, Loki, Loki. He took a huge gulp of air, and there was a sharp intake of breaths from everyone in the room as he started to ask.]

Will.. you marry me?

Loki:

[His heart skipped a beat, possibly stopped beating at all as a sudden heat welled up into his chest, then to his throat to make him choke back words of shock, and finally to the back of his eyes where tears started to form. He felt his chest struggle to breath and he blinked back tears as he nodded his head and brought the back of his right hand up to suppress his bout of giggles and choked sobs of joy. Gods he probably looked like a mess, he felt like a mess but he was the happiest looking mess in all the Nine Realms and not even Ragnarok could ruin this moment.]

Y-Yes! Yes, Tony! Yes!

[Loki was all smiles, more smiles or all the smiles lost in his childhood brought back to his face for this moment of absolute joy. His hands shook as Tony slipped the ring onto his left ring finger and roughly brought the other man up to kiss and hug him, jumping up and latching his legs around the others waist. The entire cafe clapped and cheered for them and Loki continued to cry and smile and say 'Yes' over and over.]

Tony:

[At the exact moment Tony saw the wet creeping in Loki's eyes, he knew he had done it. He tensed up anyway, because he wanted to hear those words coming out Loki's mouth. It felt like Loki teasing him all over. First, the blinking of the eyes to will the tears away. Next, the nodding and the hand to his mouth. The sounds of joy escaping his lover's lips, and finally, finally, the little stutter, and "Yes!" and Tony found tears prickling his own eyes because he's falling in love for probably the dozenth time that night, but it doesn't matter, won't matter, never will matter, because he knows he will always fall in love for this god every time they catch each other's eyes. His hands shook, too giddy from happiness, as he slipped the ring onto Loki's finger. Tony let himself be pulled up, and he really didn't want to admit but he was crying from joy; he can't help it. Kiss after kiss were exchanged and there was Loki jumping up, and Tony catching him, and they're spinning around in delight.]

God, I'm so in love with you. I swear, it's not possible!

[Tony kissed Loki again and again with every "yes" the god said, and he still can't stop crying himself because he still can't believe it. The cheering and clapping went on and they rang in his ears, even though it's just this cafe… It felt like the whole of the nine realms were celebrating for them. The music came back on again and there was the popping of a new champagne bottle. As Tony stopped spinning them around, his laughter came out in short breaths and he kissed Loki once more passionately on the lips.]

I love you, I love you, I love you, my Loki.

Loki:

My Tony, my Iron Man, my God.

[Tony and Loki toasted with the crowd but it was secondary when all they could look at was each other. A warmth filled Loki, a warmth that could melt the whole of Jotunheim, a warmth that could burn down the whole of Asgard. Not even Odin and all of his powers could stop this moment, this perfect moment. A couple drinks, some more kisses, and the two departed for the hotel. The stars seemed to gleam for them, the air was crisp and gently as they breathed together, the glow of the lights lining the hotel halls lit them perfectly together. As Tony slide the card into the electric key reader and opened the door Loki jumped back up to latch onto Tony kissing and sucking at his Fiancé's neck. Tony stumbled into the room and let the door close on its own as Loki turned back to have black hair and tore away quickly at Tony's clothes, attacking his bare flesh and trying not to come on the spot because gods, everything was so damn perfect!

Tony had pinned Loki against the wall and Loki nudged his erection against Tony even more by rolling his hips. His chest rose and fell, calloused hands unclothing his body. Gods, gods, gods Tony! Yes!]

Tony:

[Never once in Tony's life, would he have expected from someone that he had hated with an passion in the beginning to be his fiancé nor would he have expect the both of them to be so wrapped in each other's love. It was silly, and by gods, love was silly, but Tony would never be one to complain. They made their way back, hands held tight. The night was more than just perfect for them, and they found themselves staring ahead at the ground as they walked towards the hotel, the both of them were staring at the ground ahead of them with smiles on their faces and a little bounce in both their steps. For every time they glanced at each other, they burst out giggling and looked back ahead- neither could actually believe this.

By the time they were back in the hotel room, and there went his clothes, Tony found himself falling in love yet again as lips clashed lips and skin pressed against skin. It was perfect, yes, and Tony found himself asking in his head if this was real, because, oh, Loki, Loki..! He's lucky, he knew and through the night Tony was beaming like a madman even between moans and pants because it was the happiest day of his life but that honestly didn't need saying. It was true.]