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To Love and Be Loved By Me	By : HisAsgardianAngel Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 3987 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Marvel owns all characters but the babies. I do not make profit, this is written just out of my enjoyment and bordness. I have no rights to The Avengers or Marvel in anyway.

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SPOILER ALERT: The last paragraph of The Fault in Our Stars by John Green is in this chapter, just a warning!
Tony had paid for an extensive honeymoon in Reykjavik Iceland, another attempt at making Loki feel close to his own culture and letting him visit temples where the people of his country actually worshiped him and the Asgardians. They stayed in Iceland until Loki was well into his 37th week of pregnancy, having just crossed the nine month mark. Loki was huge, as big as he was probably going to get, and Tony was nothing short of giddy about it. The last morning they spent in the Nordic country, it was Loki's enormous belly he woke up glued to.
"Loki, baby, our daughter is kicking me in the ribs." He uttered sleepily, earning a snort from his new husband.
"Imagine feeling it from the inside." Tony nuzzled into the large bump, kissing it gently and flinging his arms around his counterpart.
"Do we have to leave?" Loki chuckled and gently ran his slender fingers through Tony's hair.
"I could go into labor any day now, Anthony, we have to get home. Besides, we're the only two people I know of who have ever spent three months on their honeymoon. Do you realize we have spent the entire last trimester of my pregnancy and the first three months of our marriage in a foreign country?" Tony sat up, a goofy grin on his face.
"Yes sir, which is why I want to stay. I mean think how cool it would be if you gave birth here…our daughter would have citizenship here, in the United States, Asgard, and in Jotunheim! How many babies in these nine realms do you know who belong to that many nationalities? And you'd be nice and safe and relaxed…no one would bother you. It would just be us and our baby, like you wanted." Loki sat up too and cradled his baby bump with his hand, one of Tony's sliding over it and their fingers lacing together.
"Think about it, darling. We haven't consummated our marriage in our bed yet, which I am eager to do, and I want to have our baby just the two of us, yes, but in our house. Our bed. I want to nest, and I want to be a good mother and stock the nursery Pepper is supposed to have had someone build while we were gone, I want to paint it and fill it with things I know our daughter will love. She's the only living blood relative I have, Anthony. You two are my first real family. Everything has to be ours and special and perfect. For her." Loki could tell that Tony was won over by the look smoldering in his eyes, that lopsided smile on his lips that he knew the God loved.
"Okay, okay. We'll go home. But we still have today to play around one last time in Iceland. I think we should go out and do something mischievous…I mean, that kind of is our thing, isn't it?" He asked, his smirk only growing.
"What did you have in mind, my love?" Loki purred, his hand under Tony's chin bring him closer, his eyes dancing with anticipation.
"You know the Höf (Norse place of worship) downtown with the statue of Thor? I was thinking we should go down there with you in your Jotunn form and see if you could make people kneel. I'll record." Loki kissed Tony hard and let out an eerie laugh.
"Never was a couple more meant to be than you and I." Tony hadn't heard Loki sound quite so evil since the day he captured him in Central Park almost a year prior, and honestly it turned him on. Tony grabbed his iPhone and Loki's hand and they headed out to their rental car, enjoying the ten or so minute drive to the Höf. Once they got there, Loki, who'd never looked quite so in his element, stood before the statue of Thor (or at least what humans had originally assumed Thor looked like) with a wicked smirk upon his face. His skin faded into it's natural light blue hue and Tony admired it lovingly from a considerable distance, filming.
"I am Loki, of Jotunheim, and I am burdened with glorious purpose. The bright lure of freedom, diminishes your life's joy…in a mad scramble for power, for identity. Pledge your loyalty to me, and I will give you what you need." Tony was audibly laughing, recognizing that speech from anywhere, while other civilians were stopping and staring in awe.
"W-What are you?" Several asked, Loki's lips curling into an almost goofy smile, knowing that being with Tony had softened a lot of his edge.
"I'm a God you dull creature." Even as he tried to sound as assertive and menacing as he'd once been, he wasn't the same man anymore, and he couldn't help the chuckle that came out along with it and the sideways glance at his beloved, who was now doubled over. He did, however, use a little magic to make the green energy immanent from his arms as he had when he'd frozen Steve, as a way to prove himself.
"Kneel!" He bellowed, every single man woman and child immediately hitting the floor with their knees. Loki smiled brightly and rested his hands atop his heavily pregnant belly.
"Now, as your new God and ruler I only ask one very simple thing of you. There is a very bad man that lives in the United States of America, a blonde haired blue eyed monster named Steve Rogers, sometimes referred to as Captain America. He is in prison there for a good five or so years, he won't be seeing the light of day for a while. But there will come a time when he will, and this man is a rapist, and an abuser of unborn children. I am," Loki paused for a moment, briefly, as if to think.
"The God of fertility and childbirth, as I'm sure you can gather." He finally lied, gesturing towards his huge abdomen.
"And as punishment for the vicious crimes he has committed, I want him dead. All I can ask of you, is that if any of you see this man, as I expect he might try to flee the US upon his freedom, please take care of this problem, and I can assure you a very special place in Valhalla. That is all. Now go from this place, I require to be alone. Go! Earn your place beside the Gods!" The crowd sprung to their fleet and fled, Loki turning on his heel and pulling something out of his pocket. Tony stopped recording and ran to him, curious to see what he was doing.
"Well that took a dark turn, Reindeer Games." Loki shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.
"What can I say, I want revenge and I don't want to lose you to a life sentence, so someone else has to do it and it was fun to order those humans around. I think one of the men in the front peed." Tony chuckled and eyed his love, watching him intently as he took what appeared to be a Sharpie to the Thor statue. He snorted hard and almost choked on his own spit as Loki stepped back proudly to show Tony his handiwork. There was now a long twisty mustache under Thor's nose, a triangular looking sole-patch on his chin, and in gigantic letters on Mjolnir read "I AM A MOTHER FLIPPING BASTARD." Tony pulled Loki in to a passionate kiss and rubbed their noses together, not bothering to quiet his thunderous laughter as he did so.
"I love you." Loki sighed deeply and wrapped his arms around Tony, giving him the look that meant his swollen ankles hurt and that he wanted to be carried. Tony didn't hesitate to pick him up and cradle him against his chest like a child.
"I love you too. This was wonderful, love, but I have one last request before we depart from here, if you don't mind." Tony's chocolate eyes melted and he looked at Loki from underneath his eyelashes.
"Baby, you can have anything you want." Loki gave a small smile and a nuzzled into Tony's neck.
"That new book everyone is talking about, The Fault in Our Stars, I know this is womanly and dumb but I'm pregnant and hormonal and I really want you to read it to me…under the northern lights tonight." A ghost of a smile crossed Tony's lips and he hugged Loki to him tighter, patting his belly as he felt the baby kicking.
"Of course."
It was midnight, and Loki was laying in Tony's lap as they relaxed on a blanket in a patch of grass, the northern lights twinkling above them. Tony had been reading to Loki since seven that evening, and they were finally on the last page.
"What else? She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
I do, Augustus.
I do." Tony's voice trembled as he read the last paragraph, closing the book and inhaling sharply, trying his damndest to be a man and not cry. Loki on the other hand was far passed that point, sobbing loudly in Tony's lap, his hands covering his face.
"T-That was the most romantic story. They deserved a better ending." He sniffled, earning a kiss on the nose from Tony.
"I think the ending was beautiful. Very few people come to know a love like that. One like ours, one like theirs." Loki nodded and looked up at Tony, his tear streaked face shinning in the moonlight in a way that reminded Tony of a star.
"Anthony, thank you for reading to me. You have such a sexy voice. As you read I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once." Tony chuckled gently and feigned a hurt expression.
"And here I thought, dearest husband and mother of my child, that you loved me before." Loki chortled and smacked Tony playfully.
"Oh don't even." Tony inhaled the sweet scent of Loki's hair and kissed the top of his head.
"Are you ready for bed, baby? We have a long flight tomorrow morning." Loki nodded sleepily, his eyes becoming heavy as he nestled into Tony's arms, who was once again carrying him.
"Do you promise to love me forever?" Loki whispered, feeling sentimental as the book had left him feeling a great deal of overwhelming emotion, especially in his hormone-rampant state.
"Always and forever. Please say you promise the same, I need you for infinity within the numbered days." Loki's heart warmed and he hummed gently in pleasure at being told he was needed.
"I do, Anthony. I do." Loki was just about to fall asleep when Tony's phone rang, the number appearing to come from within a prison.
"Um, hello? Who is this?" Tony asked cautiously, his eyes narrowing distrustfully at the voice he heard on the other line.
"I know you don't want to talk to me Tony, but I actually have a confession to make." Tony's stomach clenched. This didn't sound good.
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