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Disclaimer: I do not own Matantei Loki Ragnarok. Don't sue.

Title: For Now

Author: Melrose_Stormhaven

Pairings: Loki x Mayura (one of my favorite pairings next to 1xR)

Warnings: NC-17. Pointless Lemon. If you're underage, leave right now. Loki's in his adult form.

Summary: It's Loki and Mayura's wedding night, and of all nights, this is when Mayura worries about her mortality. Written for the 2005 Church of Lemons of the Love Reflection ML.

Email: melrose_stormhaven@yahoo.com

Daidouji Mayura stood in front of the mirror, combing her thick pink hair with a brush held by trembling fingers. She was alone for the moment in the dimly lighted hotel room, Loki having gone to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Truth be told, Mayura was grateful for being left alone, even for a just a while.

It was her wedding night, and like most brides before her, her stomach had butterflies in it, and she had this ridiculous urge to run back to the safety of her Papa's arms and lock herself in her room.

Mayura's lips curled into an amused smile even as the absurd thoughts ran through her head. She couldn't go back to her Papa now. She was a woman wed, and her place was with her husband. When a man takes a wife, he leaves his parents to go and be with her until death parts them. It is the same when a woman takes a husband. For what was once two was now one.

However, unlike most women who married mortal men, Mayura had married a god. She laughed softly as she thought about how ironic things were. She, who for the longest time did not believe to gods, was now the wife of the Norse god of mischief and chaos.

"Is something funny, Mayura?"

Surprised, Mayura started and whirled around, almost dropping the brush if Loki hadn't caught it before it fell to the floor. Mayura blushed at the sight of her new husband wearing a loosely tied cotton robe, which gave her a peek of the bare, sleek form underneath the robe. His maple brown hair was still damp from the shower, the remaining beads of water glowing softly under the light. "Loki-kun!" she said, calling her husband with the name she had used not so long ago, back when she had thought Loki was just and unusual eight-year old boy. Old habits truly die hard. She pouted. "Mou! You startled me!"

An amused smile on his lips, Loki closed the gap between them and locked her in the circle of his arms with a gentle embrace, her back flush against his chest. His chuckled softly when Mayura's cheeks grew redder. Placing a soft, chaste kiss near the junction point of the neck and the jaw, Loki's whispered, "I'm sorry." Mischief danced in his green eyes, making him truly look like the Loki of lore, all charm and devilry. "Would you like me to�make up for it?" His lips brazed her collarbone, just the faintest of contact between his lips and her skin, but it made Mayura shiver.

Loki smirked. Glancing at their reflection in the mirror, he let his gaze wander at Mayura's body. Clad only in a pale white nightgown and a pair of panties, Loki could clearly see the outlines of Mayura's curves. He smiled, looking at her with worshipful eyes. "You're beautiful," he whispered, bending over to lick the shell of Mayura's ear.

Mayura reddened even more. She opened her mouth to say the same thing to Loki, but she stopped, remembering something. Loki was beautiful, of course�and he was also a god, immortal. While Mayura was beautiful, she was human and mortal. She would grow old, age, and die. Loki would not.

The sudden realization brought unshed tears in her eyes. She hadn't really thought about the whole god-human thing. It had been never been an issue between them in their relationship before they got married. Yes, she had been stunned when Loki finally confessed he was really the god Loki. In fact, she had been so upset with Loki for not telling her the truth about himself, that she didn't speak to him for a month. Finally, she came to terms that Loki was Loki, god or no. He was still intelligent, still mischievous, still handsome, and still loving. He just grew up and aged a bit, that's all.

She hadn't really thought about it. She would have probably considered it if she hadn't been so�euphoric with her feelings for her then soon-to-be husband.

Euphoric was probably the best word Mayura could come up to describe what she felt and how she acted. She was in love for the very first time in her life, and mysteries of mysteries, he loved her back. Suddenly, everything was more wondrous and more mysterious than before�

And now, out of all nights, the reality of their situation came crashing down on her. Numb, she thought, Would Loki-kun still love me when I'm old and no longer pretty?

As if sensing her distress, Loki stopped his teasing, pulled away from her, and gazed at her with a worried look. "What's wrong?"

Mayura bit her lip and tried to look away, but Loki grasped her chin firmly and turned her head to face him.

"What's wrong, Mayura?" he asked again, this time more forcefully. Then, thinking that her behavior was a bad case of honeymoon jitters, he said in a gentle voice, "Are you�too nervous? We don't have to do it now, you know. I could wait."

"No, it's not that�it's�." She blinked back the tears in her eyes. "It's just that�oh, you'd probably think it's silly, Loki-kun."

Loki smiled wryly, and took her hands. "Nothing is too silly for us to discuss, Mayura. Now, tell me why you're upset, so I can make you feel better."

She didn't look at him. "I realized that you're immortal, and I'm not. I'll age and die, you won't. And you're a god, Loki-kun. What-what if you go back to that�"

She looked up when she heard Loki chuckle. Then, before she knew it, she was in his arms again. "My silly little wife. You're afraid that when you're old, I'll go back to Asgard, is that it?"

Loki had thought about this before, back when he had been quite reluctant to start a relationship with Mayura because she was mortal, and he was not. He didn't think he could bear to love Mayura and then lose her so soon to time, but later, he realized it would have been a greater loss if he didn't pursue his feeling for Mayura. He'd forever regret that he let Mayura slip through his grasp.

When he heard Mayura sniff, Loki kissed her on her forehead and said in a serious voice, "Mayura, I will not lie to you. Yes, I will not age, however, Mayura, I love you and I will stay by your side�and there is no power on earth or anywhere else that would change that." He smiled at her. "Odin couldn't keep me away from you. And I stayed here for you, remember? And about you growing old, if you want, I'll grow old along with you. I am not known as a shapeshifter for nothing. We'd probably be the best-looking old couple in the world."

Mayura had to laugh at that, her spirits lifting. Loki loved her, she loved him. That was enough. There was lifetime ahead of them, and she was really being rather silly getting cold feet at the start of their life together. "You're right, Loki-kun. I am being very silly."

"No, not really�but maybe a little." Mayura pouted. Smiling mischievously, Loki bent his head and said, "Now that we're done with that, why don't we get back to what we were doing a while ago?" Without another word, he kissed her.

Mayura let out a moan, her hand clutching Loki's robe, which was already slipping away down his shoulders and off his body. Gently, Loki her on the soft bed, his lips never leaving hers.

Loki's tongue slid into Mayura's mouth, seeking, twining with Mayura's own. Their lips slid against each other's, tasting and nibbling. By the time Loki pulled away to kiss the underside of Mayura's jaw, Mayura was panting for breath. The sensations Loki was invoking within her were strange, but it felt good. Her breath hitched in her throat when Loki's warm, wet lips fell on the side of her neck, alternating between sucking and licking the sensitive flesh. Her fingers curled tighter on Loki's robes until it fell off and she ended up clinging on his shoulders.

"Loki!" Mayura gasped as Loki's fingers brushed against her nipples through the thin material of her nightgown with his thumb, circling it before rubbing it between his fingers until they were taut. Closing her eyes, her body arched into the touch, her fingernails digging into Loki's shoulders. Sweat began to cover her body, making her skin glisten under the warm light.

Loki's hand crept into Mayura's nightgown, bunched the edge in one hand and lifted it out of her body until she was only clad with a pair of lacy panties. Blushing again, Mayura gazed at Loki, eyes full of trust, though he could see the way her hands clenched the sheets, her knuckles pale, fingers twitching slightly.

Mayura moaned as Loki lapped a nipple with his tongue, his fingers tugging at the other one. Mayura cried out when Loki engulfed the nipple with his mouth, sucking it, then lightly biting on it. He did the same to the other nipple as his other hand danced on her smooth belly, moving lower.

Mayura's eyes snapped wide open when Loki brushed against that spot though her panties. She instinctively closed her legs, trapping Loki's hand between them. "Loki-kun�."

"Shhh," Loki murmured as he nipped Mayura's neck. "It's all right. I promise it will feel good." He smiled softly when Mayura nodded, eyes still huge and cheeks flushed. Slowly, she parted her legs, breath catching in her throat as Loki slid her panties off her.

A finger brushed over the hidden bundle of nerves, pressing softly. Mayura arched off the bed, a loud gasp torn from her throat as a wave of pleasure hit her. What was that?

Loki smirked as rubbed his hands on her sweet spot, drawing harsh pants from his wife. He felt her tense, then tremble as she tossed her head back and forth, finger clenching the sheets tightly. She let out a low wail when she came. "Loki~!"

Mayura let out a disappointed whimper when Loki withdrew his fingers. Gods, she felt so�weak, and yet she never felt so alive until now. Gazing at Loki, she saw that the robe was gone, and she was facing the Norse god in all his�naked glory. She blushed again.

She knew what was to come next; she wasn't that completely innocent. Now eyeing Loki with hooded eyes, Mayura slid back against the mattress, and spread her legs further apart.

The blatant invitation momentarily stunned Loki. He'd never imagined his bride to be so forward, but then again, Mayura had always been full of surprises. Kissing her softly on her lips, Loki put a hand at the small of Mayura's back, lifting her hips up. Then he slid his arms under the crook of both of her knees. "Mayura," Loki said hoarsely, looking at Mayura straight in the eye. "This might hurt." Mayura bit her lip, took a deep breath, and nodded, staring at Loki as well.

Loki entered her in one slick thrust, Mayura making only a small whimper as he took her. His gaze never left Mayura's face. Loki groaned as the tight heat that was Mayura encased his length up to the hilt. He leaned over, panting for breath, and kissed Mayura softly in the lips, and whispered 'I love you' in old Norse. Then he began to thrust in and out of her, gently, and slowly at first, then harder and faster as he began to lose himself in Mayura's warm, wet heat, but also taking care not to hurt Mayura and give her pleasure first.

Mayura trembled at the delicious sensations wracking her body, taking her closer to an aching release. Loki's entry hurt at first, but the pain faded, and was soon replaced with piercing pleasure. She wrapped her arms around Loki's neck, drawing him closer, until their faces were just inches apart. Both of them were sweating now, their moans reverberating throughout the room. She cried out in pleasure as Loki angled his thrust so that he would blush against the hidden bundle of nerves that drove Mayura over the edge.

Loki moaned out Mayura's name as Mayura's muscles tightened around him when she came, a scream torn from her throat. Growling low in his throat as Mayura's body shuddered against his own, Loki thrust upwards a few more times before releasing himself in a shattering climax.

"Loki-kun," Mayura whispered as Loki fell beside her. Gently, Loki slid out of her and ran his fingers through Mayura's sweat-soaked hair. "It's Loki, Mayura-chan," he corrected her gently, then planted a kiss on her forehead. He drew her closer to him.

"Loki." Mayura smiled and snuggled closer in Loki's embrace.

Author's note: God, this is sooooo PWP. Poor excuse for a lemon. XD Gomen. I've been a little late. Thesis caught up with me. I still have one to go tomorrow. Thank God for different timezones!

Ahhh! It's been a while since I wrote a hetero lemon. I have NO idea why I wrote something like that. Must be because I'm a bit haggard from writing my undergraduate thesis. But it has been playing in my mind too long. I wanted to include about Loki's women, but I'm short on time. Maybe I'll revise this soon. Well, I hope you enjoyed this.
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