Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

[whose_son_am_i]

This post will be for Meme-continuations for drpalmer

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[drpalmer]

She can see her memories as he goes through them and it is a very odd sensation.

That was the dream, she recognized the stars but there was nothing there. Nothing but the warm emotions it seemed to stir from her. Something beautiful and bittersweet had happened.

[whose_son_am_i]

It was rather amazing, watching the memories again, for just how much one noticed but didn't realize they picked up on. It was like watching a movie over again and finding things you didn't notice before because you were focused on something else.

I'm sorry Sweetling. He legit felt sad that he hadn't been able to do this for her. He was unhappy simply because she was. Unconsciously projecting and not entirely aware of it.

[drpalmer]

We weren't meant to remember

She let's him ease out of her shields as she replaces them.

"The stars looked different though." Now that she had seen what little of the dream remained. "Did those constellations mean anything to you?"

[whose_son_am_i]

"Many of them were new to me. But some...some were the same as could be seen over Asgard." Loki had a theory as to why, and just what those constellations were. But he wasn't sure he was ready to share, even with her, just yet.

[drpalmer]

"I can remember how it felt." She nuzzles against him, "it made me happy and a bit sad. But greatful."

It makes some sense that she would retain the emotions far stronger than the memories.

[whose_son_am_i]

It did make sense--and oddly matched some of what he felt afterwards. Something of significance had happened in that dream--all three had experienced it. But just what, they were clearly not meant to know. Which was frustrating to him, who often sought out secrets. But he was patient--it would come out with time no doubt.

Nuzzling her back, Loki moved to find her mouth with his. Kissing her softly, sweetly. There wasn't that pent up need for each other anymore, though there was still passion. This was more simply a desire for closeness, to touch and be touched, to taste and be tasted. To love on each other, and be loved upon.

[drpalmer]

At least they were sharing the same emotions. His kiss brings her back to the present and she returns it lazily. It is absolutely wonderful when they get the chance to just be together without distraction.

They both craved touch and intimacy.