Hungry Eyes [LOKI]

[Sigyn Laufeyson]

They were in Asgard, a place of magic, a place where lots of things that would not happen in other realms, would come true. Was there fate? Were they fated? Given how small Asgard's finest inner circle was, they would have met eventually, especially with Freia being so eager to get her daughter into some kind of relationship with the God of Thunder. But chemistry was one thing, timing another. Perhaps, they had been meant to meet each other on that ball, because both their unhappiness with the event had been what had got them talking honestly. Both of them had risked their integrities, their reputations, by revealing their true thoughts to another. They had taken a risk, a chance, and had succeeded.

Being married to Loki was not an easy task, Sigyn had found that out pretty early. But maybe, being married to her wasn't, either. She was hot headed, had a temper. This would change over time, but Sigyn did not know that just yet. Where there was light, shadows fell. But those shadows would not get the better of her. Of them.

She put her lips on his shoulderblade, chuckled and spoke against his damp skin. "Oh, I want you to be on your best behaviour with me, of course. And I would be quite delighted about no corpses."
Loki could do this, could he not? Spending some time on Midgard without causing deaths? If not, she'd have to distract him. Could she....could she distract him or would that be bad for the baby? She'd have to ask Greta about it. Of course, talking to her girlfriends had revealed that some of them had made love to their husbands even when pregnant, but now that she was the one, she felt a little more insecure about it.

"You're wrong,", Sigyn argued, "I am your wife carrying your child. It is already happening."
Holding perfectly still, she heard what he said. Loki wanted a boy. So, he was not as immune to Asgardian terms of honor and principles as he claimed to be. A boy to carry on his legacy.
Sigyn got up put her hand on his shoulder to steady herself as she carefully walked around him in the large tub. Eventually, she sat down in front of him, but her legs over his and pulled her body closer. Her hands moved over his throat and his collarbone, while her gaze was on his. "I cannot wait to look into a little face that looks like yours, lock my gaze with eyes that shine as brightly as the ones I am looking at right now. Why make do with one Loki if I can have two?", she said in a whisper, leaning in to kiss him. Sigyn opened her lips slightly, when a loud knock on the door sounded.
"Brother!", Thor's voice called out, "I need to talk to you."
Sigyn froze. What in Asgard was going on? And how in Asgard had no one from their staff stopped the Thunderer from invading their private quarters until he had reached their private bedroom?

[Loki Laufeyson]

Fortunately, Loki could cause trouble without leaving a trail of bodies in his wake. "No corpses," he agreed with a chuckle. He did not promise to be on his best behavior with her, however. He already had a few things in mind for her that would require being a little naughty. While not necessarily sexual, those ideas did have that potential, should they both wish it.

He had no qualms about making love to her while pregnant, but then again, he was not the one carrying the baby. He knew she sometimes tended to err on the side of caution. He would not make her do anything against her wishes, but he also knew there was no harm in it, and he would probably do his best to convince her of that at some point.

Once she had moved to sit in front of him, he brushed his fingers over her stomach very lightly. There was a baby growing within her, one they had made together. Even to him, who had already been a father a few times over, the thought was a surprising one.

He gave her a soft smile as she spoke of their future son, and was leaning in to receive her kiss when he too heard Thor at the door. His eyes instantly narrowed. "Not now, Thor," he answered, in a tone that also said f you open that door, I will slaughter you. He had no idea what his brother wanted, or even whether it had something to do with the way he had treated Odin earlier, but whatever it was, Loki did not want to see anyone but Sigyn right now. In fact, he did not want to see anyone for the next few days. Or weeks. Or months.

Waiting to hear his brother's receding footsteps, Loki placed a hand on Sigyn's cheek, ready to pick up where they had left off once the Thunderer was gone. Hopefully this was just a minor inconvenience, and his brother would go away as quickly as he had appeared. If not, there would be a very irritated Loki to contend with.

[Sigyn Laufeyson]

"Loki I must speak with you. Now.", Thor grumbled from the outside and then, left. The Thunderer should know better than to expect that Loki would follow his every order.

Sigyn looked puzzled, but shrugged, while her hands moved over his sides, underneath the water's surface. "They are probably concerned because you brushed Odin off.", Sigyn said. And suddenly, her face turned somewhat dark. "Which, by the way, was quite attractive, darling."
Loki being determined was indeed an utterly attractive thing. Moreover, Loki being angry was just smoking hot. But she'd know better than to tell him. His anger was probably not as easy on him as it was attractive to her. Sigyn preferred him happy, of course. Still, there was something about that menace he was every now and then that drew her in. It had drawn her in in the first place.

"Now," Sigyn said, pulling herself closer, "Is there any other release you might ask of me, apart from getting a massage?"
She leaned in, pecked the corner of her mouth. In fact, she did not expect Loki to act upon Thor's order at all. And even though she might be wary about sleeping with him while being pregnant, she still had a working mouth and a pair of hands to use.

[Loki Laufeyson]

None of Thor's bluster and threatening had ever made Loki want to do anything. Surely his brother must have known that by now. By the time Thor stomped away, Loki had already made up his mind that whatever his brother wanted to talk about would wait at least the rest of the day. The gall of him, to storm into Loki's chambers and demand attention.

Concerned? "Or embarrassed," Loki corrected, a chuckle on his lips. Having stood up to Odin did make him feel powerful, in a way. It had been stupid, of course. He would reap the consequences of that action in due time. For now, though, he was enjoying the benefits. His wife had found it appealing.

"Was it?" Even if Sigyn had told him about liking him when he was angry, Loki probably would not have indulged that particular fantasy. He happened to be dangerous when angry. At his worst, he risked losing control, and control over himself and his surroundings was something Loki preferred to have, especially as far as Sigyn was concerned.

"There is another sort of release I have in mind." Loki smirked. He had just returned from a mission, after all. Was it not befitting of a warrior to seek a bit of pleasure? Loki did not consider himself a warrior - not in the style of Thor and the Three - but he could certainly behave like one in the finer ways. In any case, he had earned it.