Shared Magic

Author's Note: Trying to semi bridge the gap between here and how far along I am with this story on TikTok lol. As always, continue to comment on your favorite parts/lines/etc x

Loki slides off of his chair and kneels between your legs, taking one of your hands to his heart, "YOU...own my entire being. My entire heart. My soul. And while I am unworthy of you, I will spend all of my days proving to you just that."

"Loki..." you begin to say, but Loki places his finger on your lips.

"I have no idea as to why Sigyn is here. She is to be married to one in her own kingdom, within the next week," Loki continues. "That is what Sigyn was telling Thor and I when you..."

You move your hand up to Loki's cheek, rubbing circles with your thumb naturally when he trails off and looks down, "I'm ok now; that's all that matters."

Loki shakes his head, "To me, YOU are all that matters, and you could have..."

You stop Loki by leaning forward and lightly kissing him, which finally relaxes him, as he exhales a sigh into the kiss.

"Is that proof enough that I'm alright?" you rest your forehead on Loki's.

Loki hums, wrapping an arm around you, "For now. Further evidence will need to be gathered later, in a place that is...not my mother's study."

As Loki finishes his sentence, he starts kissing your neck, "Your mother's stud....!" You jump off of the chair, frantically picking up the photos you dropped. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know!"

While you're gathering everything, Loki waves his hand and everything is back in its place, "It is alright, darling. Though, I do have a question."

You look from the perfectly organized desk to Loki waiting for him to ask.

"I have this room on lockdown through a spell, even preventing Thor's presence," Loki begins. "So how in the realms did you come across it, AND gain access? I do recall leaving you in my chambers, did I not?"

You nod, "And that's where I stayed, until I heard someone call my name."

Loki's brows furrow, "Who was it?"

You shrug, "Never found them. While I looked though, the door to here clicked open. I heard the voice on the way, but...no one."

Loki runs his hand down the door frame, "The only magic or aura I am feeling that has entered this room, is my own, but clearly you have as well."

You take Loki's hand and put it on your arm, "Here. Does this help at all?"

Loki slowly moves his hand down your arm, and then pulls you to him.

"Sure. Have a closer look," you laugh as Loki does the same to your other arm.

"You've been marked by me," a slight growl escapes Loki.

You raise your eyebrows with a grin, "I beg your pardon?"

"My magic. It has now completely blended with you. It is part of you," Loki traces your skin with one of his fingers.

You lick your top lip, which has now gone dry, "And you...are ok with that? Since it is YOUR magic...?"

A small smile appears on Loki's face, "Darling, it is more evidence that you are mine, and I yours. I am more than alright with this."

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The next morning, you try and reach the water on Loki's side of the bed, but his arm restricts you from moving completely.

Instead, Loki hums and pulls you closer to his side, now draping his leg over yours as well.

"Hey," you poke his bare chest. "Some of us need to hydrate more often than Gods."

Loki smirks on your shoulder, starting to leave kisses, "Did something...tire you out last evening?"

You run your hand through Loki's hair, "Nothing in particular. I fell asleep pretty easily actually."

His lips immediately halt, "Testing me this early in the day, my Impossible Mortal?"

"You started it by not allowing me to get to my water, Frosty," you wink.

Loki sits up, tugging you along with him, "Use our magic to bring the glass to you."

Your head snaps to Loki, "What? I can't do tha..."

"You can. Try," he nods over to the water.

You shake your head, almost laughing, "I'm glad you have all of this optimism, but just because I want water doesn't mean that I...."

Loki turns your head towards the water, both of you now seeing it levitating off of the table a few inches.

"That's...not me, right?" your eyes continue to widen as the glass moves closer to you.

Loki leans to the back of your ear, "Oh, it very much is, Mate."

The glass stops directly in front of you, and you look from it, to Loki, and back again.

"Feel free to have that drink now," Loki says with a proud grin.

You slowly take the glass into your hands, but the second you do, you feel lightheaded and nauseous. 

As your hands begin to shake, the water splashes slightly from edge to edge of the glass, "Y/N?" Loki notices and places his hands on yours.

And then you're handing the cup off to Loki and sprinting to the bathroom to puke.

You rest your hands on the sink, catching your breath, but you don't throw up.

Loki comes up behind you, a frown with concern pouring from his eyes, "If you need to be sick..."

You shake your head, taking deep breaths, "No. I...I'm fine." You splash some water on your face.

Loki slowly spins you to face him, "I have told you repeatedly about your usage of that particular word."

You sigh, running your hand through your hair, "It's just a word, Loki...."

"How long have you been feeling ill?" he asks rubbing your back gently.

"It was just now," you look-up to Loki. "Really, there's nothing to be worried abo..."

Loki runs his hand over your forehead, "You are not running a temperature."

You really feel fine, and know exactly how to calm Loki a bit, "Even if I was, I'm sure I could find something...cool to help."

A little laugh escapes Loki, "Seems you are feeling better already." 

Just when you're about to step away, Loki's smile fades once again, "What is it? If I'm not sick, then it's probably just..."

Suddenly Loki kneels down and presses his ear to your stomach.