Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

[whose_son_am_i]

This post will be for Meme-continuations for drpalmer

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[drpalmer]

He earns every little gasp and moan from her lips.

"I'm glad thats a turn on." Honestly the danger was a turn on for her when they met. Now she can at least sort of complete with him when needed.

[whose_son_am_i]

"I do have a rather well-known tendency to look for trouble. Or create it, if I can't find any." Loki teased, still pressing kisses against her skin and nuzzling her hair. Never stopping his teasing or playing of her center.

[drpalmer]

"You can be very good trouble." She nuzzles him back, shifting her hips to encourage him.

"Need you." It's a quiet little request.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Good trouble, hmm?" Loki teased softly. She could feel the sly smile against her skin. Letting his fingers tease further, enter her, thumb seeking her center. "Oh? Where's my confident and in control sorceress?" Playfully teasing and loving.

[drpalmer]

"Asking her Trickster for what she wants."

Christine is feeling more sentimental and romantic over powerful.

"Teamwork." She chuckles with a little sigh at his teasing.

[whose_son_am_i]

"What good is a trickster who doesn't play tricks?" Loki murmured, nipping at her ear. One last teasing brush of her center, before his hand moved to join his other at her hip. Just holding her there with casual strength, enough that she couldn't move. Teasing her just a bit more.

[drpalmer]

It's cheating when he uses that strength on her.

"Not fair." She can't move her hips, but she does try. She could use magic to move his hands, and she is tempted.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Whoever said I played fair?" Loki said playfully against her hair. "Besides, you love it when I'm in control." But he wanted to tease her, not frustrate her. On the next shift of her hips, he moved with her, thrusting up and in, joining them.

[drpalmer]

"You never do." He doesn't play fair. "I do"

It's sexy, when he takes the control, and he has the strength and power to do so easily.

He thrusts into her and she gasps.

Loki

[whose_son_am_i]

He all but purred in her ear, mind reaching out to caress hers as well. Gentle brushes and wisps of mental touch playing against her shields and senses. "My Christine..." Low-voiced and possessive, holding her there in stillness again with that casual strength.

[drpalmer]

love of my life.

Her mind brushes with his, twining their affections together, swirling and carressing one another.

[whose_son_am_i]

It is still a decidedly new and pleasant experience, to have this connection of the mind as well. Something Loki never would've thought he could enjoy--or trust. Except with her--she was proving the exception in so many ways.

My Sweetling. With his own adoration and fascination accompanying the words.

[drpalmer]

She can pick out the little string of love underlying his affection, and she holds it, wrapping herself in it.

There is quite a lot of trust that goes with their connection, she doesn't try to hide anything from him.

[whose_son_am_i]

Eventually, they move. Shifting together in an age-old dance. Soft words and murmurs of sound amidst affectionate kisses and touches. Actions speaking louder than any words, as they worked as a team for a pace that was steady and sweet and full.

[drpalmer]

It's a dance that they are well practiced in, moving together, making satisfied noises and wrapping one another in mental affection.

[whose_son_am_i]

It would be so easy to be lost in their own little world. And given how Loki had set up the vacation, and they had both put wards down--they could. As safe as they could've wished, the two could focus only on each other.

One hand moved, fingers seeking to twine in her hair, hold her steady as his mouth sought hers. Need in it, but a softer and sweeter one. Wanting the comfort and care of her, breathing with her.

[drpalmer]

She meets his kiss, their bodies and breaths are in unison. If she listens very carefully, even their heartbeats have synced up.

It's just the two of them and Christine feels more relaxed than she has in months.

[whose_son_am_i]

She had the ability to relax him--and calm him, more importantly. She was so giving and so accepting, and it made him want to be worthy of her love. Her kind of love and desire and acceptance and passion and playfulness all in one person was not something he'd ever found or had before.

My dearest sweetling-Christine Murmured aloud too, against her mouth, in Asgardian. Along with other sweet entreaties and praise. As relaxed and calm as they both might be, there was still need and each still sought to drive the other higher.

[drpalmer]

Christine has her own layers, they just lean towards light and kindness. And while Loki's mischief is rubbing off on her, she hopes a little bit of her is rubbing off in return.

She's getting at least some of the Asgardian now, having learned a decent bit of Norwegian. She even replies in kind, sweet mutterings in Norwegian to say how wonderful he was

[whose_son_am_i]

There are little sparkles of pleased surprise and amusement against her mind. Not just because of her words, but because of how she's murmuring them. It was one thing to know she'd been studying Norwegian, albeit haphazardly; another entirely to hear the fruits of that study.

"So now we should practice with Latin, yes?" Loki teased her, voice low and breathless.

[drpalmer]

She's got her face in the crook of his neck, kissing the skin as she moves with him.

"I'm better at Latin anyway." She studied it for years. "If you want to work on languages right now I'm not doing a very good job."

[whose_son_am_i]

His head is leaned against hers as much as he's able, turned to kiss where he can. "We're speaking the most important one, my Christine."

[drpalmer]

"This one?" She mutters against his lips as her hips move a bit quicker.

This might be her prefered language to share with him anyway.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Mmmyes..." It's sighed out, as he moves with her. Neither in a hurry to chase their climax, but working together. Loving together and savoring their pleasure.

[drpalmer]

She does enjoy when they are intimate like this, when they take their time and savor one another. It's always full of mental caresses and sweet sentiments.

She moves her face to rest her forehead to his so they can lock eyes as they work towards climaxing together.