Of Monsters and Men
It was the end of the world. Darcy knew it. Everywhere was darkness and stars, explosions and fireworks.
Skin against skin, fears and hopes bear.
Darcy couldn't think, every sense overwhelmed and every nerve short-circuiting.
She could only think that the world had to be ending, that it couldn't be real.
Then her hands found his in the dark, and she shivered against the welcomed chill, marveling at the blue melding with pink.
It was possible, Darcy's last coherent thought, that "monsters" weren't so different from men after all.
And then her world exploded, and she was among the stars.
A/N: In which the author is vague, and Darcy and Loki get into each other's pants, and sexy times ensue.
And that's it folks; The End. I thank you all for the lovely comments and hanging on for the ride- I hope it was enjoyable. XD