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drpalmer

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whose_son_am_i

Loki made no excuses, simply moved over to offer his arm as before. There was no spell dropped this time however. "Good night." He said politely, before leading her out. Brunehilde likewise made her own closing greetings, and fell into step with them for now.

She didn't stay though, as they headed back the way they came. Veering off when they were in the main common areas, with a grin and little salute. "Call me if you can't handle him." To Christine.

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drpalmer

Christine laughs, "I'll let you know if I need help."

She gives Loki's arm a little squeeze as they make it down the hallway to his rooms.

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whose_son_am_i

The walk passed in companionable silence, her little gesture met with a pat of his hand against her own. It wasn't long at all before they were back through the door into his rooms. Door once more closed and locked.

"I thought you handled yourself fine, for what it's worth." Said with a smile, and moving to bring her hand up and brush his cheek against it.

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drpalmer

"Thank you." She strokes her thumb along his cheekbone.

"I like them. Though I think we are both a bit more introverted then they are." Given that they both enjoy quiet evenings with books.

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whose_son_am_i

"Oh don't get me wrong. I love a good night of partying as much as anyone." Leaning into her touch. "I'd just rather be here, and it has been a long day."

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drpalmer

"You are described as a hedonist." She's read more of the mythology since she met him.

"I haven't been to a real party in a few years." Just a few charity galas, which are not real parties.

Her hand leaves his face, but only to unfasten his tunic instead.

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whose_son_am_i

That brings a chuckle, especially with her actions. Cupping her face in turn, while he leaned down to kiss her. Slow and lazy, indulgent and savoring every press of lips to lips. Fortunately for her, his clothing is not as fiddly as hers will be.

I thought you wanted to soak more.

Edited Date: 2021-08-20 07:25 pm (UTC)

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drpalmer

That belt is easy to unhook so she can push fabric from his shoulders.

you'd want to be naked for a soak as well.

She really enjoys being able to communicate even while she's kissing him.

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whose_son_am_i

Then I should start getting you naked too, hmm?

Moving with her to remove the over-tunic, the rest of his clothing simple. His shirt laced up, and the trousers were clearly a modern design.

"I thought you wanted sleep. Need to be worn out?" Spoken against her mouth, his own curling into a grin.

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drpalmer

That sounds like a good idea.

Her fingers are deftly untying laces, he's dangerous because of how intoxicating she finds him.

"If you'd rather head straight to bed, we can."

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whose_son_am_i

"I'd rather see water glistening on your skin with you stretched out in my arms, Christine." He moved his hands too, heading for her own wider belt.

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drpalmer

"Have you missed me?" She gets the shirt off of him and traces the lines of his muscles.

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whose_son_am_i

It means he has to move with her, but soon enough his hands are back at her waist. Like his own clothing, the cincher-belt is dropped wherever. Before moving to intercept one wrist so he can get her bracers off.

"Sentiment." Loki teased, moving his head to trail kisses down her jaw to her neck. "But yes, I did."

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drpalmer

"You can miss me for our incredible sexual chemistry."

But she suspects there is a tiny bit of sentiment there as well.

She tilts her head to give him more space to kiss her neck.

"I would think of you at night, when I had only my own company."

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whose_son_am_i

"We do have very good chemistry together, don't we." Agreeing with her, while playing his mouth along her throat and neck, up to her ear. "I most certainly missed the conversational banter as well." Whispered against her ear, fingers moving to her other wrist and her other bracer. It made it much easier for him to move to the hem of her own shirt, and start pulling upwards.

It was a night to remember. Brushing her mind softly.

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drpalmer

She helps with her top before she leans in to press kisses to his chest, stopping at each nipple to swirl her tongue around.

I don't know, it was so long ago, the memory is getting fuzzy.

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whose_son_am_i

We'll make new ones. I promise you. Hands moved along her back, down to her hips, then lower. Filling his palms, pressing her closer.

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drpalmer

There is a hint of possesiveness as she presses flush against him.

Shower might be more fun.

She's not trusted the strength of any other partner to be able to hold her and thrust while also wet.

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whose_son_am_i

We have a week. Debauchery was planned. Pick one for tonight then we'll dry off and use the bed.

Something she'd learn--while Loki will ask her to keep his status as Jotunn secret, Asgardians and Jotunn were baseline super-human compared to an Earth mortal.

"So long as I get to see water make your skin glisten while you fall into ecstasy, both are definitely options." Murmured against her ear, before there's a little possessive nip of his own.

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drpalmer

She already knows his refractory period is beyond that of a human male.

"Shower." She's practically tugging him to the bathroom, discarding what clothing she can along the way.

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whose_son_am_i

It's a halting trail, given they're both discarding clothing along the way. Along with possessive touches and kisses. The shower itself was a good size, but also somewhat different--as there only seemed to be a hald-held shower head, about waist-height, attached to the hose.

She'll find out soon enough though that it's because this shower is designed to mimic rainfall. Warm-hot water cascading from the shower's ceiling. And Loki pulling her close once again, tight against his body, hands moving to tease along her skin while she's given a needy kiss.

Edited Date: 2021-08-21 11:51 am (UTC)

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drpalmer

It's not the most direct path, stopping to leave clothes along the way.

missed you her hands are all over him, as she meets his kisses with the same amount of heavy need. She really has missed him.

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whose_son_am_i

Loki pondered for a moment, before making a decision. He didn't reply with words, mental or physical. Again it was a targeted blast of emotion--but not lust or desire this time. Or at least, not like last time.

Affection, a jealous possessiveness, happiness at her presence and company once more. Soft with a darker side--but sentimental. Emotions he would not show easily, but had decided to give to her.

All while still touching and kissing her, just as she was teasing him. This time the foreplay was swift before he was indeed lifting her up, sealing his mouth to hers.

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drpalmer

That wave of emotion surprises her, and she's almost entirely overwhelmed by it.

He doesn't need to say a thing when she can feel it all at once.

There are so many sensations at once, and he lifts her so easily. He really is impressive.

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whose_son_am_i

She'll come to find in time, that unless someone is a true sociopath--emotions can't lie. But that isn't something Loki is going to teach or tell her. Right now though, he'd given her a gift.

"Ready Sweetling?" Murmured against her mouth, encouraging her legs around his hips, holding her easily. Want you.