whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"Now I'm curious." She meets his kiss for a lingering moment before moving back a little.

"Show me?"

Loki smiled slyly, and leaned back a bit to look at her again. "Actually, as much as I love having you in my lap, if you stand this will be easier." He was already pondering ideas.

"For the sake of playing dress up, I'll agree."

She carefully removes herself from his lap and stands, also removing the illusion of her little helm.

It was a necessary loss, and her hand was brought to his mouth to kiss, even while she stood. Needing and wanting that touch. Before standing himself, and placing his hands on her shoulders. Casting an illusion, but giving her a full Goddess of Mischief outfit.

She has to move to the bedroom to see the whole outfit in a mirror. She is smiling when she does so.

"I'm sensing a theme here. Making sure everyone knows who I'm with?"

"Oh, you wanted a different look? This was more my making you Goddess of Mischief temporarily." Loki murmured, following her to the bedroom. "Would you prefer something like this?" Standing behind her, hands on her shoulders, so they both could see in the mirror. Including a different style of crown this time.

Now that she's gotten better at casting her own illusions she replies by putting him in a tux.

"Now we look ready for the ball. And I love both looks."

The deep blue of the tux compliments the colors in her dress well. Taking her hand once more, he holds it out slightly to the side, as if presenting her to someone. "Would you like me to make these real, Sweetling?"

"They seem a bit excessive for the beach."

But damn if they don't make a beautiful pair. The look a bit like they're ready for a wedding.

"Perhaps so. We'll keep them in mind for the future however." Bringing her hand up to kiss the back of her palm, her wrist, bringing it up to nuzzle it. "I am very pleased you've taken well to illusions and duplication casting too, my Sweetling. Make it harder to target you if needed."

She steps close to him, always right back in his orbit.

"I practiced mostly for the clothes." She gives a sly little smile. "You look very nice in a tux."

"Playing dress-up is one of the more fun aspects. And good style is essential to lies and stories. They help make it believable." Loki winked, before switching which hand was holding her own. Stepping away some, and letting her look as she might wish.

He would blend in at an Earth event, and she lets her eyes trail over him.

"I'm impressed with myself on this one." She laughs, "a bit less armor then you are used to though."

"I do wear more casual clothing at times." He still tended to favor Asgardian styles more than Midgardian, but he wore both. The armor she caught him in most often was also because he was at a function that required some ceremony.

"I don't think anything in your closet shocked me as much as that one pair of jeans."

She wonders what a wedding on Asgard would have been like. They must have worn their formal armor for it.

That made him chuckle. "Like the jeans, I do have a few items that are far more casual than I choose to wear most of the time. It helps sometimes if all I have to do is change the color of a shirt, rather than change the 'style' of it entirely in illusion."

She nods, "it's much quicker if you already have the structure."

She basically has an infinite wardrobe now that she can change colors and patterns with ease.

"Exactly so." Pulling her close once more, Loki shifted them to be in position to dance again. "Much like a lie, a good illusion has as much truth and fact to it, so that it's hard to tell where the falseness begins."

"I may never be especially good at lying." And it's basically impossible for her to lie to him.

She moves easily with him, the dress, being an illusion doesn't have the potential to trip her.

The illusions felt fairly realistic, for all that they were just that--illusions. Tricks of the mind and magic. "You certainly don't have to be." Loki reassured, slowly leading her around in the small space. "I'm a talented one...but I prefer not to, with you. You earned my respect early on, and it seemed important."

"I've appreciated that." She knows how easily he spins lies, and she's witnessed as much, but he doesn't lie to her.

"With our bond, I'd probably be able to tell now. I really like always feeling you, like this familar warmth that is always with me."

With their bond, she probably could. Loki wasn't sure if he could lie mind to mind, as he didn't communicate in that way with anyone but her. With how strong her Empathy was, it would be a moot point anyway.

Swaying with the motion, Loki leaned forward to kiss her forehead. "I'm aware that you're there and...it is comforting. As I said when you tried shielding yourself and you felt so horribly lonely. That is a sensation I was used to in my life, and had grown to no longer care about it."

The mind to mind communication felt to intimate to be able to lie, especially with the way emotions tend to leak.

"I didnt even know it was possible to feel someone like I feel you." She kisses his cheek in reply. "As long as I'm alive you'll never need to feel that loneliness again."

"You are a precious gift, my Sweetling. If I ever treat you as anything less, then I deserve to be alone." Nuzzling her in turn, even while they're dancing.

"I am a pretty good girlfriend, I'll admit that much." She doesn't see herself as that precious though, but she appreciates that he does.

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