whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

She touches his cheek, fond and kind.

"It's quite the compliment."

She's not Asgardian, so she won't become a star.

Mother and Father are up there. That thought came with definite sad overtones. Leaning into her touch and relaxing for a moment. "I also told you to dream big. I will be having to leave Midgard sometime soon--there are things the Commodore needs that we can't do here."

So I get to see your parents all the time.

She has such a gentle way with him, always so soft.

"Are you inviting me to space?"

"Would you want to go, if I were?"

"It's a little scary, but yes, I would want to go with you." She leans up enough to kiss him.

"It will likely get scarier still, but I'd welcome your company." Spoken against her mouth, hand moving to brush through her hair.

"I travel with a god, I'm sure it'll be fine." She leans into that touch, her teeth playfully tugging his lower lip.

There were sparkles of laughter along their link, and Loki deepened the kiss slightly. Tasting her, nipping back, holding her steady with the hand in her hair.

They are, in some ways, stronger as a pair. Especially if Christine learns some healing magic.

She tastes like wine and she makes a keening little sound against his mouth.

Oh Sweetling, you are tempting...

Time enough in the evening for more later though. Pulling away reluctantly, with many little parting kisses. "Soon, Christine. Relax for now." He had to go wait for food to arrive, after all.

It is very satisfying to know that he wants her just as much as she wants him.

"Just me and my wine for a little bit." She flicks a few drops of water at him as she shoos him away with a laugh.

Her actions bring a chuckle from him too, as Loki headed back to the living room. Moving to his laptop, to check messages among other things. It would occupy him until food arrived. It wasn't too much longer before his phone buzzed. Answering it, Loki confirmed the order and that he'd be right down. A quick shape shift into Eric, and he was heading down.

Christine is able to let go of her tension and relax in the tub for a little while, letting go of the emotions she had been holding on to.

She's welcome to take as long as she wants. It's not long before Loki is back with food, and setting it out on the table. Truly, New York's variety was amazing. A hearty beef stew, with a still warm loaf of bread. Accompanying side of roasted potatoes and veggies--it had reminded him of meals on Asgard from its description, so he hoped Christine would find it comforting too. Dessert had been included--a fruit and honey based pastry; there had been no cheesecake to order.

A quick spell to keep everything warm, and then he was settling at the computer again. Pulling up a spreadsheet and program to calculate time differentials and distance between jump points.

It isn't too long after he's set out the food that she makes her way back out into the living room. She's wearing the robe from New Asgard and carrying an empty wine glass.

"It smells good."

"It seemed a good choice from its descriptions, so let's hope it lives up to that and the smell." Closing the laptop, Loki got to his feet. "Feeling better? If not, I'm certain I can think of a few ways for you to let out some tension and we cause a little mischief."

"Do they involve stabbing things?"

She moves to fill her wine glass again.

"If I'm going to take a leave from work, I might need some help convincing companies that I don't need to pay my bills."

"I'm sure that can be arranged." Moving to pull her chair out for her, it also gave him an excuse to brush his hands against her shoulders in comfort. "While not everything I've ferreted out has been useful to my purposes, I've still found out things I can turn to my advantage. Including things to sell for large sums of money. Let me know the expenses and I'll see what I can do."

"I've got enough savings for some time, but I still want to minimize what I can."

She leans into his touch again, as always.

"I guess in all your sneaky missions you must find some good things."

"I'm willing to put in the work to find the good things, so to speak." Squeezing her shoulder affectionately, before moving to take his seat. "That's also part of Eric's 'official' job-listings. As much as I dislike the notion that I have to work, I'm at least able to do work I enjoy. I can't speak much more on it as you don't want to know. I'm certain SHIELD is already trying to figure out just where I've left fingerprints."

"You realize I do, actually want to know?"

She takes her seat and watches him. She's had some level of darkness to herself though she doesn't act on it.

"I'm not scared of your darkness."

"I don't actually blackmail people, but I've sold secrets that others do not wish to be found out about. I've also done some IT-related black-ops work for a government or two. I've also acted as 'consultant' on security for businesses." SO yes, he had been busy. "This is how I know where and when a little applied chaos is most beneficial."

She arches a brow at how much work he's been doing, but she looks amused.

"Honestly? Absolutely none of that surprises me."

And none of it is really that 'bad' per say. It operates in a moral gray area, but that doesn't bother her.

A brow of his own arches. "I don't like being bored, basically. Besides, there is little more I can adjust on the Commodore while on planet, and that has freed up some time." A portion of funds from what he worked on 'officially' went into a sort of trust/treasury for New Asgard's prosperity. The unofficial stuff went straight into a few bank accounts of his own, including one for Eric Nordson. Who was a security consultant and Norse artifact expert officially.

"If you couldn't tell, I don't do well with bordom either." It's how she's able to learn magic while working a demanding job.

"You're incredibly smart, it would be a waste if you weren't busy."

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