Goddess of Fertility

Part Two

Chapter Summery: Your visit to Midgard was much different than you had learned about in the books. They didn't all speak each language. They were constantly at war. Loki was right. AND some seemed to judge your marriage.

Warnings: Fluff, Violence, Physical combat, Blood, Mentions of Injury, Hurt/Comfort, Single Smutty scene with each of the Gods

Author's Note: If polygamy isn't your taste, I suggest skipping this trilogy. I hope those who do read it love it

As the scene inside of Loki's room unfolded, the Avengers were spying using JARVIS. Wanda let out a gasp as Y/N locked lips with Loki after just being introduced as Thor's wife. Rhodey was genuinely weirded out when the kiss became deep and passionate. Bucky shifted uncomfortable in his seat, a product from his half-hard cock in response to spying on such in intimate moment. "You know" Steve interrupted. "That must be why the boy looks more like Loki than Thor." "Discusting cheater uses her own husband just to kiss on his brother" Wanda snaps. "Guys, I don't think its cheating." Nat interjects. Everyone in the Livingroom shot their heads up to meet her eyes. "Think about it. They all three have wedding rings. They're Gods. Maybe they are all married to each other." "No" Tony objects simply. "That would mean Thor is married to his own brother." Bruce turns green, in a non-hulk related way. He felt sick.

When Loki's hands started roaming Y/N's body, the bedroom door opened. "Ewww Daddy. Gross." The voice of the small boy had said. Then the two Asgardians were joined by the rest. Tony was sick on his stomach at the way Thor let his own wife kiss on his brother, Even looking on with soft eyes. Like he was perfectly fine with it. Then it all seemed to click, at least to some. There was only two avengers, Clint and Vision who seemed to fully grasp what they had just seen transpire in that 'private' moment. The next bit of conversation was said so low that JARVIS couldn't pick up the audio. Leaving the team to just stare blankly as Thor and Loki gave Y/N their own separate soft kisses. Whatever was transpiring, it had obviously been done before.

The team quickly started arguing over what the meaning of all this was. Was she here to take Thor and Loki back to Asgard. Was this a ruse? Was she even who she pretended to be? Was she a treat to earth? As soon as the conversation was starting to get heated, The screen displayed the five Asgardians leaving Loki's room. "JARVIS, end feed" Tony said quickly, the feed ending and disappearing only a half second before Y/n and her family returned to the living room. Y/N was carrying the her young son, while Loki carried their daughter. Thor was twirling Mjöllnir around, making a small wind tunnel, in an attempt to get a laugh from the kids. Nat was the first to move towards them. "Hey there." She says as she steps toe-to-toe with Y/N. "I'm Natasha. But, you can call me Nat." Y/N simply nobs before letting her son down. "Go play with your sister over there." Y/N speaks in Old Asgardian before returning to the adult conversation. "Greeting Natasha Nat" Y/N switches back to English. Nat lets out an amused laugh. "Her name is Natasha OR Nat, my Queen." Loki offers from beside Y/N, placing a supportive hand on her shoulder. "That was actually my question." Nat prompts. "What gives? You came to see your husband and have him take you straight to Loki's room." Natasha phishes, pretending that she had not seen the steamy make out session that just happened. "Why wouldn't I greet both of my husbands?" Y/N asked as if it were obvious that she was married to both of them. "I mean, I wear both their colors, do I not?" Y/N finishes while gesturing to her floor-length gown. She had assumed that wearing an outfit from her 'combo' closet would make it more obvious to the dense Midgardians.

The gasps told her different. Midgard must be a less accommodating realm. Y/N led her Kings to the couch. Thor and Loki sat on the cushions. Y/N sat on the floor by their feet, like a lioness ready to protect her love. Thor was sitting slightly forward, his strong hand placed on her shoulder protectively. Loki was sat as far into the couch as possible, his legs crossed as they would be when seated on his throne. In Asgard, this was a show of respect toward a man's wife. She was ready to pounce if needed. He was ready to protect and defend if called upon. The show was extra effective since there were two men ready to fight off any possible threat. The men sat hardened as they stared daggers at the other avengers. Waiting for the drama that Midgardians were known for starting. The children were playing with some random toys that had been found around the compound. Tony keeps toys on the off chance of a child visitor. While her Kings were busy staring daggers around the room, Y/N was more focused on real daggers. Her dominant hand snaking into the hidden pocket of her dress to grip on one of her concealed blades. 'If they can kill the worst monsters from the other realms, they can kill these puny Midgardians.' Y/N had thought to herself.