You and Loki lay together under the stars in the rose alcove, laying on his cape spread on the ground. He had wrapped your cape around you as a blanket. The slight chill didn't bother him at all. It was so mundane and normal. Ok, besides the shielding around the alcove so you wouldn't be interrupted or spied on. It was a perfect evening of pointing out constellations.

A prince and princess laying happily in the grass under the stars.

Who would've thought?

*

"Come along, my darling hostage," Loki told you once the hour was getting late. He was getting up and pulling you up with him.

"Still a hostage?" you teased as you shook grass off of your cape. You were both still in your battle costumes. Loki smirked and kissed your forehead.

"Verily, but a hostage I would like happy so she doesn't put up a fight, so come along," he took your hand firmly and started leading you from the alcove. You mistakenly decided to tease him and dug in your heels, just to see what he'd do. He sighed heavily. "Darling, kindly let me kidnap you in peace. The mortals will get upset if I must do it properly," you were laughing as you went with him willingly. You didn't want his image besmirched by whatever 'kidnapping you properly' entailed. You knew he'd do it, though, to keep up his game.

"Fine, but only so the mortals don't get upset," you teased.

"Wise decision, princess," Loki replied and kissed the top of your head. It was only a short walk to your destination, what looked to be an extremely fancy hotel. "Oh, before we get there and you decide you dislike being a hostage and try to escape," his tone was teasing as he lifted your hand to his lips to kiss the back of it. Just like any normal day. Except that when he gave you hand back, there was a green glyph on the back of it. You raised an eyebrow. He bopped your nose with a long finger. "No magic out of you until I decide to return you. Be a good hostage and I'll treat you kindly," he told you with a smirk.

"Loki!" you protested indignantly. You then, of course, had to test it. Your magic was there and perfectly useable. He would just know if you did. Silly Trickster was just enjoying his game. "Fine," you huffed. He laughed and offered you his arm to lead you into the hotel.

"Loki, Lady Sigyn. We have been expecting you," the manager behind the front desk greeted you. It was pretty obvious who you were when you were both still in your battle costumes. Loki was still even wearing his helmet. Loki inclined his head as you stepped up to the counter. The manager handed the room keys to Loki with instructions on how to get there since Loki didn't want to be shown. "Here is your Lady's itinerary for tomorrow as well," the manager told Loki with a smile and handed him the packet of information.

You opened your mouth to question what itinerary, but Loki kissed the top of your head. "It's a surprise, darling," he told you gently and shared a knowing look with the manager.

"Your bags are already in your room as requested, and the meal you requested will be sent up shortly," the manager added. "Is there anything else you need this evening?"

"No, thank you," Loki replied, perfectly polite. The manager looked relieved that he was not being smote where he stood. It seemed there was a reason that the manager was handling Loki and not leaving the task to one of his underlings. Brave man if he thought Loki were truly dangerous. He had nothing to worry about with happy Loki. This playful Loki was perfectly safe.

Loki led you to the elevator to get to your room. The second the elevator doors slid shut, he bent and had you thrown over his shoulder the next moment. "Loki!" you protested, loudly, indignant as you tried to figure out how to get him to put you down without hurting him.

"Ah, much better," he teased, while you squirmed to get free. "It just didn't quite feel like a proper kidnapping," he said mournfully. You smacked his back again, but couldn't help laughing at your silly trickster.

He carried you to the room, and you were sure the lovely security people were having a field day watching over the cameras. Hopefully, they didn't sell the footage, though you knew Loki wouldn't have chosen a hotel that would. He opened the door and kicked it shut behind you. He didn't set you down again until you were in the separate bedroom of the fancy suite. He kissed you lightly, then gestured to the bathroom. "Go get cleaned up. I'll lay something out for you to wear," he told you with a smile.

"You're having way too much fun with this game, Trickster," you teased. You stood up on your toes to kiss him again before you did as you were bid. You hadn't cleaned up properly after the battle earlier that evening. As promised, Loki had left something for you to wear. You weren't sure whether to laugh or stab him for the sexy article of clothing he had left you. It was a black babydoll dress, made of super soft fabric. You slipped it on and used a small charm to dry your hair. Loki had said no magic, but even he wouldn't complain about hair spells. Hell, he'd taught them to you early in your magical studies. There was a matching short black robe on the bed waiting for you. You slipped it on and went to find your Loki.

He was in the living room, waiting for you wearing nothing but lounge pants. He came over and kissed you hungrily. "You look lovely, witchling," he told you between kisses. You were both startled at the knock at the door. Loki whirled, dagger in hand, pushing you behind him for safety. "Go to the bedroom," he told you firmly.

You hesitated, about to draw a dagger of your own when the person on the other side of the door announced "Room service!"

"Don't kill the room service," you told Loki as you stood on your toes to kiss his cheek before you did as you were bid and ducked into the bedroom where the room service person wouldn't see you. Loki vanished the dagger and dealt with the man, though you could see his anger at being interrupted, and worse the hint of rage that this man had nearly seen you in lingerie. Silly Trickster would not have that problem had he not left you lingerie to wear...

The person delivering the room service appeared to be the manager from earlier. He wasn't putting any of the rest of his staff in Loki's way it seemed. He sensed Loki's anger, but didn't quite understand the reason until you opened the bedroom door an inch further. The movement caught the manager's attention, but not Loki's. When the manager saw what you were wearing, he seemed to understand why Loki was so upset. He left the meal as fast as possible, gave a quick instruction to leave the dishes outside of the suite and vanished as quickly as possible. Smart man.

You enjoyed a pleasant meal with Loki, who was calm again once the strange male wasn't threatening you. The meal was fantastic and Loki was pleased to hear your moans of pleasure over it. "Happy hostages are much preferable than those trying to escape," he commented, making you laugh. He really was enjoying this game too much.

*

You found out the next morning that this hotel was also a spa. You found this out the hard way when Loki insisted that you were being pampered all day. "How is this fun for you?" you asked grumpily as he half-led half-dragged you to your first appointment of the morning.

"I get to see you properly taken care of and pampered as a princess should be," he told you warmly and kissed the ring on your finger.

By the end of the day you had been styled from head to toe (you were going to kill Loki for the waxing and whatever they did to your eyebrows that had hurt like hell) and massaged and pampered so thoroughly that you were considering forgiving Loki for the waxing. Considering only. Your hair and makeup were done and the spa people helped you dress for the ball in a gorgeous floor-length gown and heels Loki had left for them.

They delivered you back to Loki, who was waiting in the lobby of the spa wearing a perfectly tailored suit. He bowed elegantly over your hand to kiss your engagement ring. "You look wonderful, my lady," he greeted you warmly while all of the spa people swooned and the other men who were waiting on wives/girlfriends were looking anxious at being shown up.

"And you're handsome as ever, my prince," you replied, leaning up to kiss him lightly since he had stood from his bow. He preened. It wasn't often you called him your prince while on Earth. On Asgard, it was a different story and a proper form of address when you were out among the people.

He offered you an arm. "Shall we?" he asked. You placed your hand on his offered arm and let him lead you from the hotel.

There was an honest to god horse-drawn carriage waiting for you outside. Loki had been overly extravagant as usual in his gesture for your official engagement. What was he going to do when you got married?

He helped you into the carriage and you cuddled up with him under the throw blanket thoroughly enjoying this wonderful trip through the city to the ball.

After he had helped you down from the carriage, he brushed his thumb over the back of your hand, removing the glyph he had placed there. "I did promise to return you safely for the ball," Loki said a little mournfully.

"I think even the mortals will know I'm claimed when they see the huge rock you put on my finger," you reminded him as you placed your hand on his offered arm so he could escort you into Tony's ball properly. He laughed and relaxed at that.

There were cheers and applause the second you entered the ball. "Let's see the ring, Y/N!" Tony announced from the DJ podium. You raised your left hand above your head, laughing. "Congratulations to Loki for finally popping the question!" Tony teased. Loki made an overly elegant bow.

You saw how pleased he was that this celebration was set up at least partially for him. He was touched that the group accepted him enough to celebrate with him. You spent the evening showing off the ring and dancing. There were cheers and toasts, and, of course, a gorgeous giant cake. Tony surprised you when the entire ballroom full of people danced one of the traditional Asgardian formal dances.

Of course, For the Dancing and the Dreaming was played. You danced with Loki through it, singing along in Asgardian while you twirled and danced and sang, laughter and joy in both of your eyes and voices. The entire team danced through it too. At the very last word Loki twirled you one last time. When you were facing him again, he was on one knee in front of you and kissed the diamond ring on your hand.

You pulled him back to his feet and kissed him deeply to cheers from the crowd.

The entire evening was perfect and such fun.