whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"Me either. So long as you accept your fate to carry me around."

The possesiveness is welcome, she really wants to feel like she belongs. She's been longing to be important to someone.

"I might be willing to briefly sacrifice you for a soak."

Another kiss and he's holding that tighter embrace. Saving it and enjoying and keeping it close. "We can soak together. How's your shoulder?"

"Not as sore as I was expecting, but that might just be all the endorphins."

She is absolutely full of happy endorphins right now. She looks very blissful.

She can feel him laugh, low and pleased and smug. In some ways, Loki was less a serpent and more a big cat. Right then he was happily curled around her and contented, just basking in the moment. Before it got old though, her hair was nuzzled in apology and he moved to stand. Indulging in a stretch, before looking over his shoulder at her.

"I'm not done with you yet, by the way." It was a promise. Then he was walking to the bathroom to fill the giant tub.

Seriously, the tub was huge--the Hulk could've lounged in it. Good thing the ship had it's own water filtration and recycling processes. Easily big enough for both of them to stretch out fully, and with tiny little lights that twinkled like stars under the water as well as water-jets and built in seats.

She can see the comparison to a cat at it fits. He could be sweet, but he remained a dangerous predator as well.

"I hope not." She calls back as he heads to the bathroom.

Once she sees that tub, she's going to be in love with it.

It wouldn't take long, and then he's back. Shifting her up into his arms easily and heading for that tub. "If I'd had any doubts before about what this ship was used for, it was gone when I first saw this room. Fortunately the ship has a good filtration and recycling process."

Her eyes grow wide when she sees the size of the tub in question.

"It's practically a pool." She is looking forward to being able to soak all of her muscles with ease.

"The lights are a nice touch."

"It's not the stars, but it'll have to do." Because he's going to help her slip in, then fiddle with a control panel. That turns the lights, except for those little ones in the tub, off.

Coming back, Loki moves to stretch out beside her, one arm around her and holding her close. "Now, given your little brush with attempting to command me earlier, are you still wanting me to play more rough?" Or did she want a chance to perhaps be rough herself.

There's an audible little 'ooo' when he turns out the lights.

They are able to both stretch out and still be close, the hot water feels good on her muscles.

"I do have some desire to have my way with you. But right now I belong to this tub."

"Should I be jealous?" He's teasing her, enjoying the hot water himself. And having her with him--he's enjoying that most of all.

"Maybe, the water is doing wonderful things to my back." She adjusts to be able to rest her head on him.

He adjusts with her, stroking along her spine and rubbing circles into her skin. "I didn't plan all this when I brought you up here, so you know. My only plan was to show you the stars."

"We just have a habit of ending up naked." She teases. "It's incredible, to just be in space with you."

"Our chemistry is most definitely the best I've had with anyone." With a soft and real smile. "So you've revised your opinion? Not only would you travel on Midgard--Earth, but outside of it too?"

She nods. "I guess if I have a way to see the stars I would travel beyond Earth."

Their chemistry is the best she's ever had as well, they flow so naturally between afrcttion, teasing and passion.

That made him laugh softly. "Sweetling, you're friends with a few gods and a Sorcerer whom I have been informed is supposed to be a Big Deal on your planet. You're allowed to dream big now."

And brush his mind against hers. Certainly more than friends with one of those gods.

She lightly nudges his side.

"I think only one of them would take me off world."

Maybe she can dream bigger though.

We are very good friends there's practically a wink sent mentally as well.

"I suspect Thor would, if you asked." Of course he would--he was already pondering where to take her that might be in range of the light cruiser. Especially since one of his first goals WAS to fit the ship with the means to use jump points.

"Just ask a god and you can go to space. I really never expected to be able to say that." Christine of a few years ago would think herself insane.

"You have a very good chance of having certain prayers answered, unlike many." Loki teased, leaning in to nuzzle her hair and cheek.

"Is that how I get you to visit? Just say a little prayer?" She doesn't think the Asgardians are actually gods really. Just a race that is long lived and powerful enough to look like gods.

She is correct, and maybe someday Loki will confirm that for her.

"I promise you, Christine." Taking her hand, bringing it up and speaking against her skin. "I'll visit. Mine to care for, remember?"

She nods.

"I'm teasing, I think you have a bit more motivation to find a way to New York now." She let's her thumb brush his cheek. After the week they've had she would say that they are a bit more into one another than after their first weekend.

"But I know well the power of words, which is why I'm telling you." Still murmured against her skin, with soft kisses and gentle nibbles.

It does feel better to hear him say it.

"Thank you."

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