Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

[whose_son_am_i]

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[whose_son_am_i]

By now he can easily read the inflections of her voice when she murmurs his name as if she'd used more words. Seeking her mouth, soft kisses and an occasional nip of teeth were given. He wasn't far behind her at all, and had heard her plea clearly. One hand moved from her hip, seeking just above where they joined to tease her and encourage her further.

[drpalmer]

His encouragement is all it takes and she sends the sensation along the link to hopefully encourage him to shatter with her.

[whose_son_am_i]

He probably could've resisted, but he didn't want to. They were partners in this, especially this time. So her encouragement in turn had him gasping, and shattering with her. Breathing her in, hand at her hip keeping her in place against him.

[drpalmer]

There was no fight for control this time, and she feels him shudder right along with her.

She kisses him, heavy and breathless and radiates love through their link.

[whose_son_am_i]

Her love, as ever, is balm to his lonely and hurt soul. Nor is Loki aware that he's projecting it back. Still not fully ready to admit it to himself unconsciously, but that doesn't mean he can control what he feels. Emotions can not lie.

They hold each other, steady each other. Basking in the afterglow and supporting each other, in synch.

[drpalmer]

It's the feeling of his emotions that keeps her comfortable with waiting for him to say he loves her. She doesn't need the words when she feels the emotion radiating from him.

"You know, I've always had a healthy libido, but you have really gotten me going." She leaves a little kiss on his cheek. "And I'm sure that gives your ego a little stroke."

[whose_son_am_i]

"You like to stroke a lot of my things, Sweetling." Loki teased her, nuzzling her nose. "But I can also say that you are, once again, unique." He had always been a hedonist, and had his own healthy libido--but she sparked something in him.

[drpalmer]

She rolls her eyes with a laugh.

"No one could deny our chemisty." She teases, kissing him again. Even Stephen has come along to seeing just how serious Christine was about the god.

[whose_son_am_i]

One hand came up to brush her cheek, stroke her hair back from her face. "I'd like to see someone try." He would enjoy eviscerating them, first with words--then possibly literally.

[drpalmer]

She tilts her head into his touch.

"I think I'm ready to introduce you to my mom."

It's a big thing for her. Christine hadn't introduced her mom to anyone since Stephen.

[whose_son_am_i]

Stroking her cheek still, Loki nuzzled her again. "I would be honored to meet your mother." Smiling, genuine and soft, just for her. "You know, you're probably strong enough to heal her somewhat. I can also think of ways to help slow her decline and keep her safe too." He'd already put one of those ways in motion, but would share that with her for Yule.

[drpalmer]

She nods, "I've been doing some research and I think I can help somewhat."

Christine had been working for sometime on making sure the spell was just right, it was for her mom afterall.

"Even if I can just slow the progress it would be wonderful."

[whose_son_am_i]

"If nothing else, you've...at least given me a new appreciation for certain humans. And a reluctant admiration for the species." They tried so hard, fought so much, despite having such a limited time to do so. Often even when it was against their best interest.

[drpalmer]

That makes her softly chuckle.

"As representative of my species, I'm sure we all appreciate it. As much as I'd like to be Asgardian myself."

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki snorted. "You could be Asgardian, if not necessarily an Asgardian." He was, after all, not an Asgardian. "I believe the official term for what we are known as, in regards to Norway, is a Suzerainty. Some of the Norwegians who've chosen to remain in New Asgard have changed their citizenship internally to be Asgardian."

[drpalmer]

"Can I get an Asgardian passport?" She teases. They both know she wants the lifespan more than the label.

[whose_son_am_i]

"I'm not sure--I've been using Norway's for Eric." Loki replied. "Thor might wonder what the point and purpose was, but would likely grant you one easily."

[drpalmer]

"Do you have any actual citizenship on Earth? You know, as you?"

Christine has no doubt she'd just have to ask Thor to get a passport if she really wanted one. The god of Thunder did seem to quite like her after all.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Not as myself, no. It has, after all, only become recently that I've been open about my presence on the planet. I do believe the US still wants to try me as a war-criminal, although SHIELD has been intervening on account of my being 'helpful'."

[drpalmer]

"I wonder how hard it would be to fix that for you." It's not easy to convince a country to forgive someone that staged an invasion.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Something we can look into later, if necessary." Loki was less concerned about it than other things, all told. He probably should have been more concerned, but couldn't really bring himself to care much. "Especially if it matters to you. It's not as if your country doesn't cut deals all the time."

[drpalmer]

"And if they don't know they've brought an Empath to the table, it could be very easy."

She's absolutely suggesting using her power to manipulate a government on his behalf.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Oh, that is a naughty suggestion. I love it." Loki murmured, all mischief in his grin and blue-green eyes sparkling. Accompanying it with an affectionate brushing over her cheek. "I think I shall leave it to you for now, my Sweetling. And Sif, should you choose to enlist help. But if you need a second set of eyes or thoughts, I am not far."

[drpalmer]

"You sure Sif won't encourage more countries to try you?" She teases, Sif seems much better with Loki since he's been with Christine.

"I figured you'd approve of devious plans."

[whose_son_am_i]

"We...have made our peace, somewhat." Loki had noticed too--and was still grateful, if also a tiny bit resentful, for her help with Christine's abduction and the resolution thereof. "And you know I love your devious side, Sweetling. Mischief is such a good look on you."