Beneath Me 》 Loki Laufeyson《 [UNDER HEAVY EDITING]

EPILOGUE

"You do know I hate dancing, do you not?", the raven-haired prince groaned as he was led to the middle of the room by his lover.

"Oh, stop being such an ass, Loki."

Loki raised an eyebrow. "You love it, though.", he said, once they were in place. His hands immediately went to her waist, and Kara's landed on his shoulders.

"What, you being an ass?", she cocked an eyebrow. The god had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"No. My ass."

Kara choked on her own spit. She smacked him playfully on the chest, swiftly looking around to see if anyone heard his cheeky remark.

"Stop saying things like that in public.", she began, squinting his eyes at him, but no one can deny the smile that threatened to spread across her face. "Someone might make an issue out of it."

Loki rolled his eyes. "I was not the one who first said ass-"

"Can we stop mentioning that word, please?", she cut him off, looking at the other couples dancing around them. The prince was obviously satisfied at seeing her annoyed, a small smile tugging at his lips.

Kara took this moment to admire the gowns of the women next to her, as well as the tuxedos of their dance partners. The enchanted garden-theme took her breath away; she felt like she was in a dream.

The fairytale-like theme extremely contrasted with the outfit of her Asgardian lover, who insisted on wearing an emerald-green suit with a matching waistcoat and jade tie. He also seemed to have modified the horns on his helmet to appear smaller, so that it resembled a crown.

Kara didn't realize that she let out a giggle at the thought of her partner's exotic taste in clothing, but Loki sure did. "What amuses you?", he asked, raising an eyebrow and keeping a firm grip on her waist. The brunette shook her head and fought back a laugh, her eyes landing on the prince's horned crown.

"Nice tiara," she pointed out, eyeing his headwear. Loki's expression shifted from a curious look to a blank one. He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "This is the second time you've insulted my headwear. How many times do you plan on ridiculing my crown this evening, hmm?"

"Who said I was ridiculing it?", she asked, a fake gasp escaping her lips at the god's words.

"Admit it, I look fabulous tonight.", he continued, the signature smirk returning to his face. It was Kara's turn to scoff. "You look like you're running for president."

"I-" Loki was cut off by booming laughter and a rather harsh pat on the back. He turned around and glared at his brother, who was wearing a common-looking suit and tie. "Glad to see you're both enjoying yourselves, brother and Lady Kara," Thor said, adding a cheeky wink at the end of his sentence.

"You clean up well, Thor," Kara remarked, smiling at the older god. She caught Loki squinting at her from the corner of her eye, and she had to clamp her mouth shut to prevent herself from laughing.

"Ah, yes. I used some of Barton's eucalyptus soap and used some of Maximoff's fruity shampoo tonight," he answered, a large grin on his face. Kara sighed and mentally face-palmed, while Loki didn't bother to hide his exaggerated eyeroll.

"You used my soap?!", a voice suddenly said, and the trio looked around to find Clint making his way towards them. Thor took this as a sign to get out of their hair and head out. "See you both later," he said, putting his hands in his pockets and hurrying away. A few seconds later, Clint was passing them by, his eyes still on the Asgardian.

"Hey," he paused and greeted the couple, before turning around and followed Thor again. "So that was YOUR hair on it?" Kara and Loki heard Clint call out, and they chuckled at the sight. Loki resumed the position they were previously in, but Kara was still so amused with the thought of Thor using Wanda's shampoo.