Lokius Oneshots By Kiera

Dress pt 3

Slightly Angsty Part 3 for my "Dress" series ✨
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Loki and Mobius had been married for almost a year now, and the former analyst had very much fallen in love with life in Asgard. They would sleep in most mornings because they didn't want to leave each other's arms, nor the warmth of their bed.

But of course, they eventually had to get up, much like this morning. Loki and Mobius made their way downstairs for breakfast, taking their seats at the table. Frigga was sipping her tea (most likely Chamomile, her favorite).

"Good morning, darlings." Frigga says softly, setting her cup down on the table.

"Good morning, Frigga." Mobius replied warmly, taking a drink of his tea, he had grown accustomed to drinking tea since Asgard doesn't have coffee.

"So, Loki..." Frigga started, pausing for a moment. "When do you think I'll get a grandchild?"

Loki nearly choked on his water, caught off guard. Mobius similarly choked a bit on his tea, completely taken aback.

"Mother!" Loki sputtered, trying to regain his composure.

"I thought I would at least put the idea out there, my dear." Frigga says, pressing a kiss to Loki's head before leaving the room. The prince of Asgard was blushing bright red, horrified and humiliated.

"She sure knows how to get to you, doesn't she?" Mobius chuckled.

"Yes, she does." Loki says, still in shock.

"You know, it doesn't sound like a bad idea though." Mobius says. "Having a baby."

"I'm glad you think so." Loki says shyly, his hand smoothing his tunic against his belly. There was a small but still noticable swell, low in his belly. Mobius looked at in utter disbelief.

"Are you?--"

"Yes." Loki says softly, looking up at Mobius with the softest expression the agent had ever seen. "I don't even know how it's possible, I mean...I've never read about Asgardian men becoming pregnant."

"But I mean, you are genderfluid, and you've shapeshifted into a female before." Mobius says.

"But I didn't think it affected me internally, just my appearance." Loki says, appearing slightly distressed.

"Loki, you gave yourself girl parts before we did the deed, and you didn't stop think the inside would be changed too?" Mobius asks.

"Well, I didn't know my spell would work like that!" Loki suddenly snapped, standing up from the table and walking to the window.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not getting after you, alright?" Mobius says calmly, wrapping his arms around Loki's waist. "I love you, Loki. I will always love you, and I already love our baby so much. I'm not going anywhere, and that's a promise."

"I love you too, Mobius." Loki whispers, melting into her husband's touch. The shorter man took notice of the way Loki's hips widened, the way her waist narrowed, and her long hair flowed down over her bust.

"There's my beautiful wife." Mobius says softly, pulling Loki down into a kiss. The goddess didn't object, leaning down into the mortal eagerly.

The blissful moment was cut off by a loud crash outside. Loki's eyes widened at the sight of a large ship appearing out of thin air. It looked as though it had previously been camouflaged.

"What is that?" Loki says in horror.

"Oh, no." Mobius says in horror. "Malekith."

"Dark elves?" Loki asks. "It's impossible, they're dead!"

"No, they're not." Thor announces, walking into the room with Mjolnir flying into his grasp. "They're here for the Æther."

"The Æther?" Loki says in confusion. "I thought father said it wasn't on Asgard."

"He lied." Thor replied bitterly. "Suit up, brother. You're needed in battle."

"She's in no condition to fight." Mobius objects.

"Mobius, no. I'll be fine." Loki insists, phasing his armor on in a split second.

"You don't understand, they're too powerful, I--" Mobius was cut off by his own voice threatening to crack. "I can't lose you. Not now."

"You won't." Loki promised, pressing a kiss to Mobius' lips quickly before going with his brother.

Mobius could only watch and pray that history didn't repeat itself. That Loki and their unborn child would return to him unscathed.

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