Breakfast Company

Author's Note: PART 50?!? Damn, that came up fast! As always, I truly appreciate all of you sticking with this story! Please continue to like and comment on your favorite parts/lines! They're my favorite to read x 

As much as you want to admire Loki's room, your eyes land on his pacing frame, "Loki, I..." You look down as you wring your hands together, taking a seat on the end of Loki's bed.

The sound of your voice stops Loki's pacing, "Your hand loosened in mine." He says quietly, still facing away from you.

You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

"If you have changed your mind, I would not bla..." the volume of Loki's voice doesn't change, but the tone has now changed to hopeless.

"What? No! I..." you shake your head and lift it back to looking at Loki.

"I know we have discussed our lifespan....situation, however...." Loki continues.

"We did," you say sternly, managing to keep your annoyance at bay. "And I made my choice, Loki. It's just..."

Loki now studies every movement you make, down to your breathing, as you speak.

"Every time someone brings it up, it's..." you bite the inside of your bottom lip. "Like Mjolnir hitting me in the stomach."

"So...you do not wish to end our courtship?" Loki still asks with nervousness.

"Never," it took all of this time for you to finally look Loki in the eyes again. "Unless you've changed your mind, then..."

Before you can finish, Loki kneels in front of you, "My heart belongs to you. Nothing in the realms will ever change that."

Your hands cup Loki's cheeks, "And mine belongs to you."

Loki moves his head and kisses your palm, sending a chill all of the way to your shoulder. Your other hand weaves its way into Loki's hair, detaching him from your palm, and pulling him to you for a kiss. 

Instant relief exhales from and through both of you, as Loki leans-up, sliding you back on his bed.

"Something on your mind to do?" you ask when Loki pulls away for a split second, locking his door with magic.

"I believe," Loki's hand travels from your cheek, down your stomach slowly, causing you to arch up into his touch. "I owe you a thorough introduction to Asgardian beds." 

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The feel of Loki's lips kissing your neck wake you up, "Morning to you too." You use your hand to hold his head in place.

Loki hums with a smirk, "And a good one at that."

As Loki's tongue becomes involved, making shapes on your neck along with his lips, "Won't...we be expected...at some form of breakfast." You say barely focused on anything else.

"Yes, however, you taste better than any meal offered in any of the realms," Loki starts to move to your ear.

You laugh, until Loki bites on the bottom of your ear, causing you to yelp and push back into him.

"And if your wish is for food, my love, continuing to do just that, will only prevent your meal from happening," Loki grinds down onto you, your effect on him quite...evident.

Your legs start to wrap around Loki's waist, but the growl of your stomach wins over, forcing you out of bed with a groan.

Loki flops onto his back, "You do realize that you actually had to go against what your body wanted, correct?" 

"You should be honored. Food is usually the non-debatable winner," you look and wink over your shoulder at Loki on your way to his bathroom.

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The smell from the dining hall hits you when the doors open, and you gawk at the table filled with various foods and pastries.

"If there is nothing to your liking, the kitchen will make whatever it is you desire," Loki walks you to a seat at the table.

"This is..." there's even more to choose from than you realized from a distance. "Wow."

"Now, darling, it is impolite to stare. Unless of course you are doing so at me," Loki admires you as you continue to stare at the table.

"I guess you're easy enough to look at as well," your focus returns to Loki, both of you grinning.

"Must you push my buttons this early in the day?" Loki pulls out a chair for you.

"It's my favorite hobby," you lean to Loki's ear before sitting. "Mate."

Loki's jaw clenches when you sit, but Thor taps him on the elbow, "Father is requesting our presence at the head of the table."

Loki nods, dismissing Thor, before leaning back to you, "We will be finishing this later, Mate. Frosty would like a word as well."

Sif sits next to you as Loki walks away. 

A few minutes later, you're talking with Sif when Thor's booming laughter catches your ear. 

When you turn, you see him and Loki smiling in conversation, which causes a matching smile to form on your face.

And then another voice joins the conversation, averting your eyes to the third face.

Your heart sinks to your toes as the same woman from the dream you first shared with Loki comes into view.

"Y/N?" Sif calls you for the third time.

"Hm?" you respond, not taking your eyes off of the woman.

"I said that you should try this! It is a famous Asgardian oat and berry bar!" Fandral says taking one from a plate.

You hold out your hand, still not paying attention, "Yea. Sure." 

Fandral hands you the bar and you take a decent sized bite.