Loki shook her head in the negative. "I didn't even know I was a Jotunn before 5 or so years ago. Since then, the only time it's been cold enough to bring that side out of me has been when we were in Niflheim. We hardly had a chance there, my Sweetling." With a wry grin, and a kiss to the bridge of her nose. "The closest I've come is while illusioned to look like one, with you, back in my rooms."
"We were otherwise occupied." Trying not to die. Though Christine would have needed a strong warming spell to not freeze to death if she wanted to have Niflheim sex.
"If we're ever in another frozen wasteland I'll make sure to fuck you." She laughs.
Loki laughed with her, stroking her cheek affectionately. "My Sweetling, I would be too worried about you potentially dying to properly perform. Male or female." But it was said lightly.
"Noted. I'll find some other way than by risking you in the extreme cold though." Loki murmured, happily curled up and cuddling her lover. "Did you want your satisfaction too, Sweetling? or are you tired?"
"I'm quite happy to just fall asleep with you, my love." Christine had found her satisfaction so many times on this vacation that she isn't in need. She's actually a bit tired.
"Sleep it is, my Christine." Loki curled herself around her lover, still protective and also still snuggly. Settling in, where she could stroke Christine's skin softly along her back and hips. "Shall I remain this way until you ask otherwise? Or I get bored."
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"If we're ever in another frozen wasteland I'll make sure to fuck you." She laughs.
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