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drpalmer

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whose_son_am_i

Loki gets out of his chair, taking her hand where she reaches to him and moving closer. "I did. We're also safe enough as I can make us." Bringing her hand up to kiss it, blue-green eyes sparkling.

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drpalmer

She nods and uses her freehand to unlatch her belts so she can stand.

"There are so many stars. You can barely see any from the city."

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whose_son_am_i

He encourages her more towards the pilot's area, then shifts to stand behind her and wrap his arms around her. Resting his head by hers. "Better than an illusion, yes?"

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drpalmer

"So much better." This might be the single coolest thing she's ever done. Her arms rest over his.

"Probably good you didn't tell me so I wouldn't have a chance to chicken out." She chuckles.

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whose_son_am_i

He chuckles with her. "You don't seem the type to chicken-out so easily. You've survived me so far, after all." She is welcome to lean on him as he certainly likes having her close. "I can't say the view from the bath would be as nice--although I'd love to have you while the stars surround us."

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drpalmer

"I'll tell you a secret." She lowers her voice, "I've always been a little scared of flying."

She will fly when she needs to, it's the best way to get places, but it still makes her a little nervous.

"Maybe somewhere more stable?" She turns her head to look up at him.

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whose_son_am_i

Leaning in, Loki kissed her softly and sweetly. Trying to reassure her, comfort her. Holding it, then speaking against her mouth. "Good thing we cleaned this place fully, then."

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drpalmer

It would be way more impressive than the mile high club, that's for sure.

It just takes a moment of his kisses for her worries to ebb away and to be replaced with the trust she has for him. Even if she didn't trust him; it's in his self-interest to make sure the ship is safe and stable.

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whose_son_am_i

Leading the way, Loki nuzzles her softly, before leading her further back into the ship.

The style of the Commodore is far brighter, all warm colors mixed with blue and orange prominent. But the bedroom and adjoining bathroom are indeed of a 'pleasure' variety. Unsurprisingly, the ceiling is reflective, and the bedding is luxurious. The lights can be adjusted as wanted for a variety of settings.

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drpalmer

"There's a mirror on the ceiling." She's going to lose it in a little fit of giggles for a minute.

"This was absolutely a sex ship."

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whose_son_am_i

"I did say he took inspiration from your Romans." Loki said with a dry smile. "The man was more capricious than I am, and absolutely a hedonist too." Loki had managed to worm his way into the man's good graces, but it had been dancing like dancing on a knife's edge.

"It also, will make for a good ship for more secretive endeavors. Most people will only look at what it was."

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drpalmer

She's pink in the cheeks from laughing when she turns to him.

"You and your orgy ship." She tugs him close to kiss him.

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whose_son_am_i

He's not sure whether he's amused or insulted, but the kiss will do a lot to mollify his ego. You don't want to know some of the recordings I've found. I've honestly done my best to forget them.

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drpalmer

Gross. I've never understood the allure of recording it. I'll help you picture something different when you're in here.

While she knows he's hedonistic, for some reason she doesn't imagine he goes for orgies much. Maybe just because he seems so keen on being a good lover, and that takes attention.

She leaves his lips to trail kisses down his throat.

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whose_son_am_i

Please do, my Sweetling.

Oh he'd been to a few orgies, but on the whole he did prefer his companionship one-to-one. Mostly because they then could focus on just him. And he could focus on them, and feed his ego in turn.

There's a low hum of appreciation, and he tilts his head to bare more skin to her. "I did prescribe a bath first, and you do want help with your shoulder, yes?" Not that he really wants to stop this--this is nice.

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drpalmer

Christine had never been to an orgy, she did have a threesome once, but she really prefers to not share her lovers.

There is a little drag of teeth along ths side of his neck.

"How long before people notice that we flew off to space?

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whose_son_am_i

"If it'd make you feel better, I can send a message?" Which wasn't an answer to her question. It was likely Heimdall at least had already noticed. It had been hard for him to speak, with that little drag of teeth. His eyes were closed, and hands had moved to her hips possessively.

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drpalmer

"I don't care so long as we won't be shot out of orbit."

She makes a note at how strong his response was, she has a special little catalog of memories for the things that make him tremble.

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whose_son_am_i

I doubt that'll happen without a warning of some kind. And despite this being a pleasure cruiser, there are certain things that will come through even with all other alerts turned off. That was much easier to communicate via mind than aloud. As much as he can without inhibiting her, Loki is leaning his head against her own. Nuzzling her in turn, pressing soft kisses where he can.

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drpalmer

At least we will know we're going to die. Nothing I'd rather be doing in my final moments though.

Though she's in the mood for something a little rougher than their usual, a bit of spice.

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whose_son_am_i

I don't die that easily, and I won't let you do so either. There is most definitely a fierce protective-possessiveness sent along with that thought. And perhaps she is telegraphing some emotion along with her actions, as Loki grins to himself. Then simply picks her up just enough to toss her on the bed.

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drpalmer

It's hard to keep all of her emotions in check even when she isn't actively sending them to him.

There's an absolutely wicked grin when he tosses her like she weighs nothing, it's very sexy.

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whose_son_am_i

His own smile is wicked in turn. "Oh I do like that smile on you, Sweetling. It promises mischief." Which he approved of heartily, being he was the God of it. Stalking over, climbing on the bed and moving to trace one hand over her arm and shoulder. "What are you thinking, Christine?"

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drpalmer

"That I don't want you to be gentle."

She wants to see him unlesh a bit of his power and strength. He's had her enough to be aware of her limits, she trusts him enough to not break her

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whose_son_am_i

"Oh do you?" It's said lightly, but she could already likely see the ideas forming. "Strip. I don't actually want to ruin your clothes." No mental suggestions or nudges, just a firm tone.

She might end up needing that bath and massage when this is over.