Still holding her, and encouraging her to move with him, Loki moved to laze on the bed, head on pillows. Curling her close, with the arm not holding her tracing aimless patterns along her skin. "You should feel proud of yourself. Even if it's cheating." Not that Loki minded, or hadn't cheated before himself.
That sweet little kiss is very much returned, as his fingers move to thread through her hair. Savoring her, and in no hurry to end it. Soft little kisses, eventually moving over her face and along her neck. Between them now was a slower build, full of loving touches. Each was well familiar with how to make the other sigh, and how to bring the other pleasure. As partners this time, with no loss of heat and passion between them.
Sometimes it was heavy need that brought them together, and sometimes it was that slow simmering desire.
They've only gotten better at driving one another crazy, even when it was slow and tender. Christine always made sure to whisper that she loved him, both mentally and out loud. Knowing how rarely anyone told him drives her to make sure he hears it from her all the time.
It never wore out it's welcome, and Loki reveled in it. Wrapped around her with mind and body, it was so easy for her to detect things he wasn't aware of yet. That he loved her, that her loving him was balm to broken and lonely soul, that their bond went deeper than he might be aware. Even with his shields, and without his knowing, he'd become impossible to hide from her.
Eventually, they re-dressed, and left the bedroom. A light lunch full of loving touches as well, and teasing and laughter. Quizzing her on runes, working with her on some Norwegian too. Before they headed out to the sailboat. It was primitive, from Loki's point of view--but it also had been many many years since he'd sailed.
It wasn't hard to figure out though, and soon they were cruising along the water.
"It is swimmable. We can tack the sails and anchor ourselves if you wanted." For a future trip, Loki planned to look into scuba diving for her. Also a visit to Australia, as it had been on her list.
"Got it!" Loki followed where she was pointing, steering (as much as one could) that way. Making sure they were decently in the darker section, before he tacked the sails down and let their pace slow. Then the anchor was dropped, and just finishing securing the boat so they could enjoy some time in the water too.
"If you like. I admit I'd be a most miserable patient, likely." Loki said. Peeling off his own linen shirt and likewise having worn swim-shorts under his casual slacks. "And while I do like you taking care of me, I don't relish it being because I'm injured."
He is, but he was hardier than he looked. Even if she hadn't gotten quite the crash course in Jotunn physiology, Christine had learned enough now about Asgardians to realize just how different they were, for all that they looked human. Jotunns were similar in many ways to an Asgardian.
"It has been fun, and I would like to keep it that way, Sweetling." Coming to take her hand, bringing it up to kiss.
He is very sturdy but might still be able to burn. She'd rather be safe then to be left with a grumpy, sunburned frost giant.
She pulls him close and kisses him before roughly shoving him backwards, hopefully over the edge of the boat. Revenge for him throwing her in the ocean when they arrived.
There is a moment of surprise with the shove. She'd caught him off guard enough that he goes over and lands in the water with a splash. Surfacing a moment later, brushing his hair out of his eyes, he swims backwards a bit. "Going to join me, or just lord over me from the boat?"
It went without saying that he was too. "I will happily help you with your revenge schemes, Sweetling." With a mental caress accompanying that thought.
"I've had more experience, it's true." Loki winked. Then shifted to conjure up a pair of goggles attached to a snorkel for her. "The website did make it sound as if these were essential. I know they're not the same as your want for scuba-gear..." Offering them to her.
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"My agent of chaos." It's said with a sweet little kiss.
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They've only gotten better at driving one another crazy, even when it was slow and tender. Christine always made sure to whisper that she loved him, both mentally and out loud. Knowing how rarely anyone told him drives her to make sure he hears it from her all the time.
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Eventually, they re-dressed, and left the bedroom. A light lunch full of loving touches as well, and teasing and laughter. Quizzing her on runes, working with her on some Norwegian too. Before they headed out to the sailboat. It was primitive, from Loki's point of view--but it also had been many many years since he'd sailed.
It wasn't hard to figure out though, and soon they were cruising along the water.
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It had been some time since she had sailed, but she remembered the basics.
They got a nice breeze that carried them across the water and kept them at least somewhat cool.
"The water is gorgeous." It was turquoise and clear enough to show the reefs below.
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She keeps watch on the water to find somewhere a bit deeper to drop anchor.
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Christine had been wearing a sundress over a bikini and she quickly pulls the dress over her head. She has cast a sunscreen charm on herself.
"Want me to cast on you as well? Just in case you can sunburn?"
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"The rest of our trip wouldn't be much fun if you were blistered."
And he is very pale, he could end up blistered.
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"It has been fun, and I would like to keep it that way, Sweetling." Coming to take her hand, bringing it up to kiss.
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She pulls him close and kisses him before roughly shoving him backwards, hopefully over the edge of the boat. Revenge for him throwing her in the ocean when they arrived.
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When she surfaces near him she's laughing.
"Now I go for revenge, I guess."
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"Glad I ignored their warnings though."
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She chuckles. The water is the perfect temperature and she can see little schools of fish swimming below them.
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"Can you breathe underwater or hold your breath a really long time or something similar?"
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Shall we move to a new vacation thread? or Yule back in New Asgard?
new vacation one? maybe she's translated some of the apple story and wants him to read it to her?
New Vacation Thread