whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"Ready to get stabbed again so soon?"

As if she could take him in a fight. It's still way more entertaining to act as if she could.

"I was going to start us unarmed. Less chance of stabbing that way."

"Probably a smart beginning. If less exciting."

She really, really shouldn't encourage Loki to come at her with a dagger.

Still with that lazy grin. "We will have to move some of your furniture if we're going to be doing this. Be glad you have a huge New York apartment." She really shouldn't encourage him in any way...

"Can you magic my furniture out of the way, it's heavy."

Surgeons tend to have some need for adrenaline and Christine is no different. She needs to maintain some excitement in her life, be it holding beating hearts or fighting an actual god.

An eyebrow raised. "I doubt that, but yes. I can." A pause while he raised the wine-glass up, preparing to finish it. "Go drink your juice." Again with that nudging sensation; although it was a good idea.

"I will, but not because of you." She does need to drink something anyway.

She grabs the glass and takes a sip, moving to the kitchen to leave the glass out of the way.

"I might let you believe that." Loki called with a mocking laugh. Finishing his own glass of wine, before leaving the empty glass on the arm chair. Up on his feet, and gauging the space. Before moving the couch away and from them, out of their way, with a pushing gesture from his hands. No hints of visible magic. The same was repeated for any other furniture until they had a nice open space.

"I felt you, poking my brain."

Haha, that's all the poking he was going to be doing today. It's neat to watch her furnature slide out of the way with such ease. Magic looks really convenient.

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It has its perks.

"Good. You're supposed to." Loki said, a hint of approval in his tone. "So what do you know?" How far back to basics was he going to have to go? The irony was not lost, that he--who was definitely not a warrior--would be teaching her basic defensive combat. It amused him.

"I know how to throw a decent punch? I'm better at kicking though, right in the groin."

She's had to use that once, it was very effective. She crosses back into the livingroom.

"Too obvious a target usually." Loki commented. "Let's see how you do."

He wasn't nice. But Loki did warn her at times. Practicing a move with her until she performed it flawlessly. Sticking to basics, but being sure to teach her the dirty-tricks too. She wasn't any danger to him, and was more likely a danger to herself performing something wrong. So he struck hard enough she'd feel it but not hurt, and only cushioned her fall when taking her down to the ground enough to not hurt her. None of this was about hurting one's partner. He paid close attention for when she did seem hurt, and adapted his force accordingly.

Humans were so fragile.

Breaks as needed, for food or to catch one's breath. But otherwise he lost count of how many times they'd ended up in a tangle of arms and legs. Or gone to the ground, attempting to pin one another. It probably wasn't a good idea, but it did help relieve some of the tension from her revelation. Gave his mind something to focus on while working on the puzzle that was her. Loki was also attributing any other tension that he noticed, to the fact that he was technically still injured.

By the time they were done, both were a sweaty mess and in need of a shower and change of clothes. Which might prove a problem for him.

It was hard work, tiring. But Christine kept herself in good shape so she was able to catch up.

He had definitely ended up on top of her several times, which was distracting in it's own way. He was a better teacher than she would have expected, making sure she did moves well and safely.

She's still flopped on the floor when they've finished, her top clinging to her sweaty body.

"I'm going to be sore in the morning."

At some point, Loki recognized he had mentally put her in a category of his. His what yet, he didn't know--but the possessiveness was there. Which meant he didn't want to hurt or break her. Not unless necessary. It bothered him how quickly that had happened, but he could puzzle that over later too.

It had been distracting, especially given their recent banter. But that didn't mean he was going to let that take away his focus. Hedonist he might be, but when he wanted something badly enough he could be extremely driven and focused.

"Then you should get up and walk around. Before you stiffen up." Merciless. "And we might have one problem with my taking you to dinner. We're both a mess, but unlike you, I don't have any other clothes to change into." They'd just been wrestling in close quarters, with her in a tank-top and shorts... Loki did wonder what she'd look like all cleaned up and in a very nice dress.

"Maybe I'm comfortable." She mutters, though she does a little stretch before getting up off the floor.

"I might have an oversize teeshirt that can fit you, and you can make it look better?" She offers. She's not going to offer to share the shower, even if it might be a tempting idea.

"If you were comfortable, then I wasn't doing a good job." Loki said with an eyebrow raise, and said nothing else as she got up. "It'll have to do, and I planned to illusion whatever I wore anyways."

A sly grin lit on his face, Loki went into a courtly bow. "Now, my lady, would you like the shower first, or are we sharing?" Apparently it was back to teasing time.

"You do seem just desperate to see me naked."

She has gotten up and stalks over to him. She very lightly touches his cheek with her hand, it is intentionally very flirtatious. And just as quickly it's gone and she's walking down the hall,

"I'll go first." Not satisfied with just a little tease, she tugs her shirt off on the way to give him just a tiny glimpse of bare back before she dissappears into the bathroom.

"I did catch you staring the other day, as well." He teased back; turnabout was fair play. "Besides, the myths do talk about how I like wine and company, correct?" Usually they specified women, but Loki had been with a few men as well.

If nothing else, Loki was certain of one thing. To his mind and way of thinking, she was his to play with.

She's sure he's been with loads of people given his age but she hasn't really thought about it.

She had given him a solid once over, and he does look quite nice shirtless.

She doesn't bother with a response as she tucks into the bathroom before he hears water running.

Another win, in his mind. There isn't much he can do until the shower is free, other than snoop lightly. By which he meant, go and browse her books in the guest bedroom. Mostly because that interested him more than any of the other rooms. For all their teasing banter, Loki honestly hadn't made up his mind about whether he wanted to sleep with her or not.

She was attractive--more so because of her spirit and mind. Quick witted herself, he'd enjoyed conversation with her since they'd met before. Especially since, for all that he could read, she really was simply that genuine a person. Why not take advantage of her company, especially if she was willing to give it so freely.

Christine has a habit of getting worked up after a work out. That added to all the teasing had her slipping a hand between her legs in the shower. If she was quick enough he probably wouldn't have any reason to suspect anything.

She also wasn't sure if she actually wanted to sleep with him, maybe a good fantasy would be enough to get the idea out of her head.

It was part of what Tricksters did--they pushed boundaries, and toppled things on their head. Of course, even if it were a 'huge' New York apartment, it wasn't that big. Not when he was down the hall, having pulled out her copy of the Hitchhiker's guide. It was hard to hear at first with the running water, but Loki looked up with the faint sounds.

An eyebrow raised, before a sly smile came to him. Chuckling softly to himself while he read. Definitely a victory for him.

She tries to be as quiet and quick as possible, just an easy little way to release some tension.

She's not long in the shower and when she comes out she's wearing a robe and has her hear wrapped up in a towel.

"The shower is free." She calls as she heads to her bedroom.

And he'd already found her towels too. Marking his place, the book was left on the bed as Loki got up and sauntered towards the bathroom. Aside from the obvious holes where he was stabbed, the only true casualty of his clothes was the shirt. His trousers were hardier, matching the padded jacket he'd worn under his armor. "I will still need that shirt." There was little he could do about it all, so he was grateful they were hardier. Considering their activities so far, and his misadventure already.

It's not long though before Christine will hear the shower running once more.

"I'll grab it for you." She has a few oversized shirts that she sometimes wears to bed.

When he comes out and goes to the guest room there will be a shirt sitting on the bed. Does it have a picture of a cute sloth on it? Yes, it does.

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