whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"Do I want to know why?" Christine is reaching out to touch the now feminine angles of Loki's face.

Christine has on occasion been attracted to women before, but not quite so strongly.

"I'm fairly sure you can guess." Loki leaned her head into the touch. Moving to kiss Christine's wrist and palm.

There's a distinct flash of jealousy.

Christine is fascinated by the power Loki has over her and the way this woman is now captivating her.

Oh that is an intriguing look and feeling. Holding her hand against her cheek, Loki grins. "Relax Sweetling. I'm with you now."

"I know. Emotions, you know they can't always be helped."

Christine imagines Loki wouldn't like to imagine her sleeping with Stephen.

S/he wouldn't--it's true. Shifting, Loki moved to sit up, and gently cupped Christine's face. Thumbs brushing her cheeks affectionately. "More than understandable--but as I said before..." Leaning up to kiss her forehead. "You're my only lover currently. I do not see that changing." Then moved to Christine's lips. "...and I'm yours to care for."

Christine kisses Loki back, it doesn't seem to matter the form, she was absolutely captivated.

"And I'm yours."

She kissed the same; soft and sweetly intimate. Tasting her, albeit more delicately and teasingly. Hands sliding into her hair, fingers tangling in the strands. "Any other shapeshifting requests?" Spoken against Christine's mouth.

It's a different sensation, kissing another woman, even if that woman is Loki.

"Not right now."

More soft laughter in that kiss, Loki perfectly content to continue that activity. Christine had become an addiction, in a way--and Loki didn't mind at all.

Perfectly happy to do that--until the phone buzzed. It was annoying interruption; Loki sighed and pulled away just enough to speak. One hand flung out, pulling her phone over. "Yes? Right. I'll be down shortly." Then hanging up, her fingers brushing apologetically against Christine's face and hair.

"Food's here Sweetling." With a mischievous smile. "Want me to stay like this?"

Christine chuckles.

"If you want. This is my Loki as well." Christine is very comfortable with Loki's shape-shifting.

"You won't be recognized like this."

"You'd be surprised." Loki is more than comfortable in either shape. One more quick kiss, before she's getting up to her feet. Still tall, and Loki could easily be mistaken for a model. Phone tucked in her pocket, before heading from the door. Then turning to look over her shoulder. "Am I breaking in again, or can I leave this temporarily unlocked?"

Christine feels a bit inadequate next to someone as gorgeous as Loki.

"You can leave it unlocked. I'm going to build your signature into the spell to always allow you in."

"Now what's the fun in that?" All mischief, before Loki vanished out the door. It wasn't too long either before she returned with the pizza balanced in one hand. "Now, if I've understood the 'rules' correctly, I'm supposed to have this with either beer or soda, yes?"

"If you want to break in." Christine give a shrug of the shoulder.

Loki returns and Christine already has out some plates.

"Usually yes. I don't keep much beer, I'm more of a wine girl."

"Hmm, do I care about the authentic experience, or am I being a rule-breaker?" Loki mused, making sure Christine's door was locked and secure before coming over to the table. "I leave it to you, Sweetling, as my host."

Christine digs in her fridge.

"I have regular coke, it's one of the worst foods we've created as a species. It's perfect."

She pulls out two cans to bring to the table.

"I've read some interesting things about it on your internet..." But it was soda, which qualified it. Loki took one of the cans, and still moved to help Christine into her seat. "I feel like this needs a toast..what should we toast to?"

"To being reunited after a long month?"

Because it had been a long month apart. And really the reunion was worth celebrating.

"To being together again, after a very long month." It was indeed, and Loki held up her can. "Skål!" My business here should take at least a week...I could extend it, if you think you can stand me long enough.

"Skål" Christine hasn't put as much time into her Norwegian as she should, magic is more flashy.

So long as my apartment remains relatively unscathed you are welcome to call this home for as long as you want.

She'd learned an important phrase at least, and Loki clinked their cans together before taking a sip. Her expression was....interesting; it was clear she wasn't sure quite what to think. "Not too sweet, although that might be due to the carbonation. There's a slight aftertaste... Perhaps it's better with the pizza?"

"It's almost entirely sugar. Bubbles and sugar." Christine laughs at Loki's expression.

She dishes out two large slices of pizza.

"It goes well with the grease."

"Sadly, it's probably still healthier than some of the things I've had to eat." Dry-toned, but honest. "Certainly the company can't be beat, however." Reaching out to twine their hands briefly, her thumb brushing the back of Christine's.

"But we choose this."

She gives Loki's hand a little squeeze. Fondness flowing through the link.

"It's not fair that you're such a good looking woman, you know?"

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