A/N: ok this chapter is the reason for the rating change there is a lemon you have been warned :)

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Chapter 9

Frigga, Thor, Loki and Darcy left the throne room and walked silently to Loki's old quarters. There Frigga and Thor left the two monarchs of Midgard.
Loki held the door open and allowed Darcy to make her way into his room before he shut it and turned to his wife who was standing by the balcony,
her arms wrapped around her middle. He walked up behind her and even though he longed to pull her into his arms he knew he would have to wait.

"Darcy, may I ask how you arrived here? Not that I don't want you here, because I do, it's just I never expect…." he began only to be cut off when he
felt her small hand cover his lips. He looked down into her cobalt color eyes in confusion.

"Loki, after you left with Thor I broke down. But before that I was going to tell you …"

"Tell me what?" he asked although he had a feeling he knew what it was but he wanted to hear it from her lips again.

"I was going to tell you that I love you," she stated simply while looking up into his emerald eyes that she had come to love so very much.

Darcy," he breathed out her name in longing and closed his eyes, trying to keep himself in check even though every nerve ending in his body was
screaming for him to claim her as was his right.

"But to answer your other question when you left with Thor I collapsed onto the balcony in tears. I do not know how long I sat there looking out over
the city crying my heart out because of you. It may have been a few minutes to several hours but the next thing I knew your mother was standing
before me."

"Mother came to Midgard?!" he exclaimed in shock. In all his years of knowing his mother she had never once left Asgard and yet she had left to
retrieve the most precious thing to him, his wife.

Flashback…..

Darcy felt her heart lurch in pain. She crumpled to the floor and wept for her husband whom she had not had the chance to say 'I love you' to yet.
Yes, she had finally admitted it to herself that she had fallen in love with her husband and before she could tell him he was wrenched away from
her. She slumped further down onto the floor of the balcony her heart crying out with the pain of her loss. She wept for the husband that she knew
she was never going to see again, wept for the man she found she loved with her whole being.

She didn't know how long she sat there crying nor did she care, but she suddenly felt a presence beside her and she looked up startled. There was a
woman dressed in a golden gown with what looked like armor around the bust, standing before her. She gasped in surprise only to have the woman
look at her with warmth and kindness.

"Darcy of Midgard, wife of my son Loki you are needed on Asgard," the woman said and suddenly Darcy knew who it was standing before her. It was
Frigga, Queen of Asgard and Loki's adoptive mother.

"What?" she asked in confusion.

"You are needed to save your husband from a fate worse than death. You must come with me child."

"But how do you know my name?"

"I have always known who you are and what role you would play in my son's life."

"So you can take me to him?"

"Yes, but I need to know one thing, Darcy," she said and Darcy looked at her expectantly waiting for her to continue.

"I need to know if you truly love him."

Darcy could only nod in affirmation. "Good, then maybe you can talk some sense into my husband. He needs to see that Loki has changed and you,
my dear, are the only one who can prove that he has."

"Can't Thor do it? After all they are brothers," Darcy tried to point out.

"I am afraid not. Since Loki had his brother under the influence of the Tesseract's power Odin cannot trust Thor's judgment on this. You, though,
were never under its influence and therefore can give a true testimony on his behalf."

Again Darcy nodded and then said, "So when do we leave?"

"Right now," the Asgardian queen said.

End of flashback…

"Yes, it was Frigga who came to me. Told me that I was the only one who could make Odin see that you have changed and so here I am."

Loki couldn't believe that it was his mother that had gone to retrieve his wife from Midgard but he was thankful. He looked down again at her and
smiled softly. "Darcy…."

"Yes?"

"May I…. That is can I….." he was never this tongue-tied before but he really needed to kiss her, hold her, anything at that moment but he wouldn't
without her permission.

Darcy could feel his struggle though she could not understand why but she knew what he wanted. Stepping closer, she raised herself up onto her
toes and gently place a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away. Loki was shocked that she was the one to initiate the contact but before she could
pull fully away from him he pulled her closer and returned her kiss with one of his own.

Darcy found herself pulled flush up against her husband and even though this was something she had never done before; she relaxed in his embrace
though gasped when he lifted her up and carried her to the enormous bed that dominated the room never breaking their kiss the whole way there.
She knew that this was it and she couldn't hold back any longer. She needed him almost as much as he seemed to need her.

Loki pulled back only slightly leave very little room between them before whispering loud enough for her to hear. "Are you sure? We do not have to
do this now if you are not ready, my love."

In answer she pulled him closer and whispered, "I am ready, the funny thing is, I have been ready since I realized that I loved you Loki. If Thor had
not come back that night….." she left the rest unsaid as her husband kissed her deeply once again.

He pulled back to look down at his beautiful wife and queen. He smirked internally when he saw how flushed she had become. "Do you have any idea
just how much I love you, my dear?" he asked softly while trailing a hand down the side of her soft cheek and threading it into her silken tresses.

Darcy tried to suppress the shiver of desire that shot through her at his gentle caress. However instead of answering her husband's quarry she asked
one of her own, "And do you have any idea how much I love you?"

He grinned and then bent down to kiss her yet again. He was in heaven or as close to it as he could get. She was here. He had longed for her to be
right where she was at the moment for so long that he wasn't sure if he could be gentle as his need for her was almost at a raging inferno. For
months he had tried to keep from being in her presence just because of the pain it gave him. He still wasn't sure why he had felt like that when he
was with her but now the pain was coming in waves and his need to claim her body and soul was getting harder to suppress. It didn't help when he
felt her writhing below him on the bed. He groaned and she stilled for all of one moment before a grin came over her lovely face. Before he knew it
she was the one straddling him. He blinked up at her, surprise clearly written over his face.

Darcy was surprised by her own boldness but still kept the grin on her face as she looked down at her husband. Darcy may be a virgin but she was
also a woman who was desperately in need of her husband's attention. There was also something she wanted of him and was almost afraid to ask.

Loki noticing the look of worry in her eyes asked what was wrong and Darcy ducked her head in embarrassment. "Darcy, tell me what you want. I can
sense there is something you want but are afraid to ask me. What is it?" he asked gently while caressing her face

Darcy turned red but still could not answer her husband. "Darcy, you know I would do anything that you ask of me, please just tell me," Loki pleaded
with her.

She looked at her husband and swallowed back her trepidation before gathering her courage and asked in a barely above a whisper, "Anything?"

"Yes. You should know by now that I have a hard time saying no to you."

"But it took you six months to follow through with the request I asked of you before we were married!" she exclaimed still not sure if she should ask
this of him or not.

Loki looked at her and opening up the bond that had been created between them on their wedding day he felt just how nervous she was about
asking him whatever it was she was going to ask. "Whatever it is, Darcy, I will not refuse you."

She looked down at him again seeing the truth of his words in his eyes. "I have your word that you will not refuse my request tonight."

"Yes, anything that you ask of me tonight I will give to you."

Sitting up straighter she breathed in deeply and then said softly, "Then I want you to take me in your true form."

Of everything she could have asked him for this was not one of them. Shock reverberated through him at her request. Did she not know how much
he hated his Jotun form? "Dar….."

"You promised Loki," she said softly then continued hoping to ease his tension at her request. "I have wanted this since I first saw your true form,
Loki. I want you to see that I love all of you. Every part and that includes the side that you hate. To tell the truth it was your other form that first set
my heart racing," she confessed with a blush.

He could not quite grasp what she was saying but he couldn't go back on his word especially not when she was looking at him in such a way. Her
eyes were pleading with him to give in and with a sigh he flipped them over so that he was once again on top. "Are you absolutely sure this is what
you want? I need you to be sure, Darcy."

"I am sure, Loki."

With her answer he took her lips in a passionate kiss as his hands began to wonder over her petite frame. Darcy arched up into him as his hands
began to roam. She didn't know what was happening to her but she did know that she did not want him to stop. A thin wail of pleasure escaped her
lips which he caught between his before he lifted off of her.

"What?" she asked when she no longer felt him near her. Opening her eyes, she saw him standing beside the bed his eyes intently gazing at her
almost begging her to change her mind. She shook her head answering his nonverbal plea. He waved his hand and the next thing she knew she was
completely bare to his intense stare. She wanted to cover herself but found that her arms could not move and a blush stole over her entire frame as
she shifted under the heat of his stare. She watched as he very slowing began to remove his own clothing. She wondered if he was doing it on
purpose or not but then all thought left as he also began to change.

Her eyes which had been glued to his face began to follow the movement of his hands as he removed the outer jacket of his outfit. She watched as it
fell with a soft thud to the floor and again her eyes were focused on his hands as they began undoing the ties of his tunic. By this time he had
completely changed into his other form and she was mesmerized by the ridges she could see on the backs of his strong hands. Again, she watched
as he removed the article of clothing leaving her to stare at him with her own intense gaze. Her eyes followed the swirls of the raised ridges that
covered his chest and she found herself wanting to touch him but she was still unable to move and sighed in frustration.

With every article of clothing that fell from his tall form, she had to suppress a whimper of need and desire. She could feel her body begin to writhe
as his impromptu strip tease was doing what she now knew he intended for it to do, which was prepare her for him. She could feel herself begin to
burn with her own need and wished that he would hurry it up already but he still kept to a slow undressing which was not helping her sanity at all.

Loki watched his wife struggling to break the invisible bonds he had placed on her; watched as she writhed in pleasure as she watched him intently.
He inwardly smirked for he knew that she wanted to touch him and truth be told he wanted her to but not yet. No, he wanted to make sure that she
was completely overcome with her own pleasure before he would allow her to touch him, so he kept his movements slow as he gazed upon her bare
form. He could see the flush of desire beginning to cover her pale skin and he almost groaned but managed to hold it back. There was no way that
he was going to hurry this time with her. He had after all been waiting for this from the moment he had first laid eyes on her and so many different
scenarios had played through his mind through the years. Now that it was actually here he wanted to take it slow. Wanted to pleasure her beyond
her wildest imagination. He finally removed the last piece of clothing from himself. The thud it made as it hit the floor had both of them holding
their breath so that the only sound either of them could hear was the sound of their own frantically beating hearts. He stood tall and proud as her
gaze racked over him her eyes beckoning him to join her, to join with her, to claim her fully and completely.

Darcy could find no fault with the man who stood before her but she really needed him to come closer to her. She knew that she was silently
begging him to take her. She needed him almost desperately. She would have laughed at herself for the needy moan that escaped her lips when he
slowly walked to the end of the bed. She would never have, in a million years, thought that she would fall for this enigma of a man but she had and
she wanted him. Now.

Loki watched her, his own gaze full of longing and desire to claim her. He knelt on the end of the bed and then slowly moved towards her. His cold
hands glided up her bare legs and over her hips before ending at her hands where he clasped them with in his. Darcy wanted to cry out in
frustration. Her body felt like it was on fire and he was just adding fuel to the flame as he gazed at her with his intense crimson eyes. A flash of fear
washed through her but it was not fear of him but rather a fear of what was to come. Loki saw the flash of fear. He knew that it was not fear of him,
for he knew that she was not afraid of him in his current form, but rather the fear of the unknown. He smirked and then set about easing that fear.

Darcy was floating in a sea of desire she could feel every touch from her husband's cold hands which caused shivers to go through her though it did
nothing to quench the fire flowing through her. "Please," the plea was ripped from her gasping lips. Instead of obeying her plea he continued to
torture her body with pleasure. So much so that she suddenly arched up and let out and unexpected cry as her first orgasm ripped through her.
Before she had recovered though he was joining them together. The time he had taken to prepare her was making it easier to glide up within her
however when he came to her barrier he stopped and looked down at her before taking her lips in yet another passionate kiss as he pushed forward
joining them together completely and taking her pained scream into himself. He held still waiting for her to adjust to the invasion. He kissed away
the tears that had managed to fall all the while whispering to her of his love for her as he waited for her body to relax. As soon as she relaxed
beneath him and arched up a little indicating that she was okay he began the dance as old as time. Their movements remained slow and gentle and
Darcy knew that he was holding back for her but she found that she didn't want him to. She wanted to feel his passion. Wanted to feel him taking her
the way he longed too.

"Loki, please. Please don't hold back. Not now," she pleaded as she arched up harder against him.

He heard her plea but ignored it and continued the slow assault. He could feel that she was close and pressed harder into her but still kept his
rhythm slow. He wanted her to remember the tenderness of their first joining before he took her the way his soul was demanding him too. It was
not long before he felt the fluttering that signaled her oncoming pleasure. Just before he sent her over the edge he leaned down to whisper into
her hear, "Jeg elsker deg, min dronning, min kone, min kompis, mitt alt."

A/N : Jeg elsker deg, min dronning, min kone, min kompis, mitt alt means I love you, my queen, my wife, my mate, my everything in Norwegian