whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"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."

"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.

"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."

"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."

"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."

"Sif has realized that you actually do like me." Christine leans in to kiss his throat with a smile.

"Is it?" She sits back a little and charms herself the illusion of a small pair of horns to match his.

"I think for full effect, you'd need the whole outfit. But yes--it is a very good look on you, Sweetling. Especially like this." Pulling back enough to let his eyes dance over her. Naked but for her new horned crown.

She gives a little wiggle, making her chest bounce a little while he surveys her.

"I think it works as an overall look. Should wear this to the next event."

As if there was any universe where he would be okay with her prancing around naked in public.

"Oh I'm sure I could design you something better." With a low tone in his voice, leaning in to kiss her. Banked heat and fire and passion.

"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."

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