Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

[whose_son_am_i]

This post will be for Meme-continuations for drpalmer

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[drpalmer]

He has absolutely no hesitation in going for her core and pleasuring her. And by god is that sexy.

She can tell he's pulled up his shields, though at the moment, she doesn't care. Her fingers weave into his hair holding him close.

[whose_son_am_i]

No hesitation at all, and his hands are holding her steady between the one at her hip, and the one anchoring her thigh against his shoulder. Focusing on her, and driving her higher. Swirling his tongue, letting her feel very faint hints of teeth, along with deep kisses; making love to her with his mouth alone.

[drpalmer]

He's very good at making her swear, little curses spilling from her lips as he drives her wild with his.

He's practiced at what she likes and wastes no time driving her right to the edge.

[whose_son_am_i]

Right at the edge is what he wants. She'll feel the smirk, and the very soft little kiss as he stops. Holding her there, eyes twinkling with mischief and heat. "What do you want, Sweetling?"

[drpalmer]

There's a frustrated groan when he stops.

"I want to come." She practically whines.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Now how will I make that happen, hmm?" Loki drawled lazily, still with his voice low. "I could keep going...or is there another way you want me, Sweetling?" Teasing her now, hand moving from around her leg to start undoing his own slacks.

[drpalmer]

"I think you ought to fuck me." She can tell that's where his mind is going as well.

"You never leave me wanting."

[whose_son_am_i]

"Leaving you wanting would punish myself, and I've no interest in doing that." He said, with a low chuckle and wicked smile. It was quick work to slide his own slacks and underwear down before standing once more. Lifting her easily, still keeping her trapped against the wall, encouraging her legs around his waist. She could feel him, but he hadn't entered her yet. "Better?"

[drpalmer]

"Almost better" she wiggles her hips a bit, it's obvious what she wants.

"Wouldn't want you to punish yourself."

[whose_son_am_i]

"Nor to punish you either." Leaning his forehead against hers, blue-green eyes studying her again. Enjoying teasing her... And while he could be cruel, he wouldn't with her. Only a little more teasing, before he shifts his hips with hers. Deep as he could go, seating himself within her, with a soft little growl for how good she felt.

[drpalmer]

She can imagine he wouldn't be quite so kind to other lovers.

She nips at his neck and shoulder leaving little red indents in his skin.

[whose_son_am_i]

It would have depended on the lover--but most would've been teased more, and some would've been left temporarily wanting. As she'd learned, and he had told her no less--she was special. He tilted his head to let her have more access. One arm moved to the wall, bracing them both, while his other stayed low against her hip in support. Setting a harder pace, deep and full, with no more teasing. Wanting to drive her over the edge and keep going.

[drpalmer]

She appreciates that he never makes her wait long. He drives into her and she groans. Her link to him is open and full of desire and affection.

[whose_son_am_i]

His own shields are still up and controlled, but he deliberately caresses her mind with his own. Want *more* Sweetling? It was easier to speak mind to mind while their bodies were busy. Setting that full pace while kissing and nuzzling her face and throat, praising her in her ear.

[drpalmer]

Always.

It is very convenient to not need speak, especially when she's busy nipping and kissing every bit of skin she can reach.

[whose_son_am_i]

The easiest way to conceptualize it was as a mental hand, reaching out for her. Drawing her past that outer layer of his shields. In the physical world he was busy at her throat, leaving bruising kisses of his own against her neck, ear, and cheek. In the mental world---now she could feel. How good and wanted and needed this was for him, raw desire and passion and fierce-protective-possessiveness and that still unrecognized current of love. That she was with him, wanted him, that they shared things between them, that she existed.

[drpalmer]

It was almost overwhelming to have everything at once mixed with the physical. She feels his love and she returns it in kind. Love and overwhelming desire.

There is no one else she could even imagine being so close to.

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki had never been this close to anyone mentally or emotionally--not willingly. But Christine...was special. So very very special and cared for and loved, even if he was only starting to realize and recognize it in himself.

Still, she had wanted a more dominant Loki, and this was part of that. Overwhelming her, cradling her, taking her to the height of pleasure. Letting her feel.

[drpalmer]

He was overwhelming her, she could only just tell where she ended and he begain.

She's trembling in his arms so close to crashing over the edge with him.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Easy, Christine. I have you." Whispered against her ear with a gentle kiss. Very carefully, Loki took her mental hand again. Helping her find once more where she ended, where she existed. Still welcome and within his outermost shield, but cradling her. Aiding her.

"Together, my Sweetling."

[drpalmer]

It's so very intense, but he's right there to protect her, to hold her.

That's all it takes for her to cry out, cluching hold of him as she breaks.

[whose_son_am_i]

His mouth is pressed against the skin by her ear, murmuring her name as he falls with her. Holding her tightly while his body spasms with her trembling around him. Sharing the emotions, but no longer overwhelming her hopefully. Making sure she knows exactly how he feels, and how much they belong to each other.

Eventually he's able to speak. "Next round...will be gentler."

[drpalmer]

She's pretty sure her knees would give out if she tried to stand right now.

"I like both. The gentle and the overwhelming." It feels appropriate, for all of his layers to be played out in their intimacy as well.

[whose_son_am_i]

Purposefully projecting warm-affection with that statement, along with seeking her mouth out to kiss her. Gentler, loving, there wasn't so much need in it now, but it was still intimate. This is the danger of telepathy--one person can easily overwhelm another, even without emotions being involved. It was a very good thing in many ways Loki was NOT an empath, or had Empathy as a gift.

[drpalmer]

It feels so good though, getting lost in you.

It's when she gets to feel his love and let it wash over her. It would likely be too much if they were both Empathic though.