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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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   It had been nine days since Loki had brought the couples bundle of joy into the world, and as Norse tradition goes, it was now time to name her. Tony held her up in front of Loki, Pepper, Bucky, and Thor and beamed widely, having not even told Loki what he was naming her (as it is also tradition that the father gives the name).
   “I am pleased to announce, my dear friends and my loving husband, that before you now is Frigga Marie Stark.” Loki and Thor both became immediately overwhelmed with emotion, Loki running to Tony and kissing him passionately.
   “Are you sure?” He whispered, a bright and loving smile practically glowing on his face.
   “Yes, baby, for both of our mother’s. I just knocked the a off of my mom’s name because Frigga Maria didn’t sound right.” He assured him with a laugh, big brown eyes smoldering with affection.
   “I love you.” Tony tenderly traced Loki’s once again chiseled abs (he’d used magic to knock off the pregnancy weight quickly) and nuzzled into him.
   “I love you too.” Thor bounced up happily and clapped his hands together in excitement.
   “This is wonderful! We should celebrate, we’re all officially a family, after all!” Infants, to the Norse, were not part of the family until the naming on the ninth day. Loki chuckled.
   “Yes, brother, we’re officially a family. Why don’t you and Pepper grab the basket of menus from off the top of the fridge and pick a place to dine for the night, I’m taking Anthony and Frigga in the bedroom for a moment.” Thor, who had spoken to Loki about this right after the birth of the baby, knew what was about to happen, and grinned like an idiot.
   “Why of course, do what you must my brother.” Loki took Tony by the hand and lead him back to their room, locking the door behind him, Tony’s eyebrows rose in playful suspicion.
   “Reminder, Rock of Ages, there are children present.” He teased, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Loki rolled his eyes and cupped Tony’s cheek sweetly, the longing and love in his eyes melting Tony’s heart.
   “Anthony, my love, I have loved you more this passed year of my life than I have loved anything, and I am 1,048 years old. That’s saying quite a bit, you are…you’re the center of my world. I can’t live without you. But you, my darling, are 42. Our life expectancies are very different, and where I’m going to be around for another 3,952 years…you’ve only got another 58 if you were to live to be 100, and let’s face it, you drink like a sailor, that isn’t going to happen. I refuse to spend 3,894 years without you, I won’t do it.” Tony’s eyes darkened along with the mood in the room, looking down at his baby, who was innocently sucking on her fingers, not a care in the world.
   “Loki, please tell me you aren’t about to promise suicide or something after I pass, because you can’t do that. Frigga is going to need her mother, especially when I die. If that isn’t what this is about, then I assume you are about to lecture me on my life style, to quit and buy myself a few more years with the two of you, and believe me I would, but the damage is already done, baby…” Loki shook his head, still smiling, and held his hand up to silence his husband.
   “No, no, let me finish. There is a tree in Asgard…and when a child is old enough to chew, they are given the fruit of this tree. The fruit, Anthony, the golden apples…they are what give us our immortality. Well, I guess immortality is the wrong word, we can and will die. But it is what gives us 5,000 instead of 100, and beginning today, I want you to start living that 5,000 years.” He pulled a shimmering golden apple out from behind his back and smiled very gently.
   “Thor went and picked one for me.” Tony couldn’t believe his eyes.
   “Loki…” The God just smiled softly and put the apple to his beloved’s lips.
   “Eat, darling. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities, I want more days for us, I want to be with you forever, until my very last breath.” Tony didn’t have to be told twice, the thought of Loki and Frigga mourning him becoming too much. He bit the apple and began to chew, tears filling Loki’s eyes.

   “Oh this is so wonderful, we can watch the centuries fade and turn, and the world change, we can have enough children over the years to fill a mansion…we can do anything.” Tony smirked and took another big bite of the apple.
   “Let’s do it, Reindeer Games, let’s build a big ass house with like twenty stories and fill it with our spawns. Our kids could rule the world.” Loki burst into laughter and Tony held Frigga tighter to him.
   “I’m serious though, I do want to have as many kids as possible. Especially if each one is going to bring me as much pride and as much joy as Frigga does. Besides…you’re so hot when you’re pregnant. I mean, you’re hot anyway, but watching you carry my baby is like…damn.” Loki laid his head against Tony’s and sighed.
   “You have a fetish, my love, but it’s alright. I enjoy being pregnant. It makes me feel love from the inside out.” Tony finished the apple and then dipped Loki back with the arm that wasn’t cuddling Frigga.
   “I made the best decision of my life when I married you.” Loki wrapped his arms around Tony’s neck and gently rubbed their noses together.
   “And I the best of mine.”

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*FIVE YEARS LATER*
   It was bright and early one Sunday morning when Tony awoke to the pitter patter of little feet. He rolled over, eying his husband carefully to make sure he wasn’t awake, and quietly slipped out of bed. As he walked down the hall the tiny foot steps got louder, and he grinned like a Cheshire Cat as he walked into the kitchen.
   “Frigga Marie, princess, what are you doing?” He asked, a loving smile plastered on his face as he watched his little girl stir a goopy mixture in a bowl, said goopy mixture all over his floors and counters. She had her little nose buried into a cookbook. Her big, deep brown eyes looked up and him and she smiled.
   “Good morning, daddy! I’m baking mommy a cake for mothers day.” He walked over and peered into the bowl curiously.
   “But angel, you can’t read.” She rolled her eyes and pointed a tiny finger to a page she was pretending to read.
   “There are pictures.” Indeed there were, and she had gotten the proper ingredients, but because she couldn’t read, she hadn’t known really how much of what to put in the mixture. The poor girl had the entire carton of eggs and half the bag of sugar in there.
   “Some cake this is going to be, it’ll be huge!” He laughed, patting his young child on the head.
   “He’ll love it.” She hugged Tony, nuzzling into him and wiping her filthy hands all over his night clothes. Tony didn’t mind though, he was used to the mess of a little one by now, and besides, he was going to have to help her anyway, she certainly was not allowed to use the oven. He rustled her long raven curls and sighed in content.
   “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s pour this sucker in a pan!”
   About an hour later Loki woke up to the smell of baking. He smiled, knowing full well what day it was and wondering what his precious family was up to. He got up, groggy, and made a B line for the bath room, brushing out his obsidian knots and reaching for his injections. He and Tony had been trying to conceive for a while now and it just hadn’t been working, so Loki was now taking the necessary steps to get things going again.
   “Come on, work this time.” He muttered to himself as he gave the shot. He winced in a bit of pain, brushed his teeth, and then ventured out into the kitchen. They were just icing the cake and Frigga turned around, a bright beam on her face and abandoning the cake for Tony to finish, running into Loki’s arms.
   “Happy mothers day, mommy!” Loki picked her up and squeezed her gently, kissing the top of her head.
   “Thank you so much baby girl.” Tony sat a pan with the tallest cake Loki had ever seen on the table and leaning in for a chaste kiss.

   “She made it all by herself, was already stirring it when I got up. All I did was put it in the oven.” Tony said proudly, his heart swelling with joy as he watched that same pride manifest all in Loki’s features.
   “Oh, Frigga, that’s amazing, you’re such a big girl! Thank you.” Frigga giggled, looking up adoringly at Loki from underneath her eyelashes.
   “Are you happy, mommy?” Loki cradled her against him and kissed her face all over.
   “Of course, my darling, I’m so proud of you.” Tony took the opportunity, since Frigga wasn’t looking, to mouth “have you taken your injection”? Loki nodded, a look of longing etched deep into his eyes.
   “Try again tonight?” He mouthed back. Tony’s lips twitched into a smirk.
   “I’d love nothing more.”
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