whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

whose_son_am_i

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drpalmer

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From:

drpalmer

"That would be so not fair."

She's close to him, walking in stride with him.

"I was thinking you were looking for a tour of my bedroom."

From:

whose_son_am_i

"Who's to say I didn't already snoop in there? Or that I ever play fairly?" He does not mind the closeness at all. Modulating his stride as needed so that she could walk with him.

From:

drpalmer

"What sort of unfairness are you doing this time?"

The closeness is nice, it's a sweet, affectionate way to move through the city.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"Playing the perfect role." Loki replied smoothly, but did reach his hand to hers where it was tucked against his arm. "It's not one I find unenjoyable however." He was well aware of what he was doing.

From:

drpalmer

"I don't want perfect." She weaves her fingers between his.

She wants the authetic Loki, the moody, often dark reality of him.

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whose_son_am_i

His head tilted to regard her curiously. But he said nothing, just let his thumb brush her skin softly. Content to simply walk with her, and he had no fear of the night. Or the city at night.

From:

drpalmer

She finds she's especially calm about walking at night. She would almost dare someone to try to mug them when she's with Loki. She's seen how he can fight.

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whose_son_am_i

She actually hasn't--that was training, which was entirely different than a fight. But he had been trained properly as the second prince which included a warrior's training. And then he'd spent a year fighting for himself and surviving on his wits alone. It would take one of the super-heroes to give him a proper challenge.

Besides which, she was still slotted into that category of his in his mind. Which meant his to protect, as well.

From:

drpalmer

So she would probably be absolutely amazed by what he looks like properly fighting.

She's slowing her pace a little as they've made it a few blocks and her feet are getting a bit sore.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"Trouble?" Asked softly, moving to stop entirely. He suspected it was her shoes, honestly. While they could be attractive, he also wondered just why humans put themselves through the pain for style.

From:

drpalmer

"They just get sore." She frowns, "these aren't ones I wear very often."

She wonders if they ought to just take a cab the rest of the way.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"Would you like me to hail a cab?" Because he would. It wouldn't be any more trouble.

From:

drpalmer

"It might be the best idea. Though I'm willing to risk going barefoot."

She will probably step on glass.

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whose_son_am_i

A whim struck him, impulsive--but amusing. "How much further is it? I could carry you."

From:

drpalmer

That makes her laugh, but it's not the worst idea.

"Will you be my noble steed?"

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whose_son_am_i

"I was thinking more that it's the gentlemanly thing to do." A pause. "I'd probably attract more attention as a horse anyway." He was finding he didn't need more attention at the moment, than what he had. "Do you have a preference?"

From:

drpalmer

"I am so up for hopping on your back. And then you get to say I rode you."

And the connotations of that will probably please him. In the city a woman being carried piggyback won't even turn a head.

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whose_son_am_i

"If you'd like to ride me, I will happily oblige." That lazy grin was back, smug too. He did enjoy their teasing of each other; and knew exactly what he was implying.

Loki bent slightly, enough to make it easy for her to get her arms around his neck. Once she was secure, it was no trouble at all to pick her up. She was not heavy, and he was also abnormally strong.

"I admit, with your predilection for a love story, I thought you'd prefer to be carried princess style."

From:

drpalmer

She practically hops up onto him, arms around his neck, legs around his waist. She can't stop laughing, they must look absolutely ridiculous walking down the street.

"This is way more fun." She can whisper right into his ear.

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whose_son_am_i

"Is that a challenge, milady?" He can feel her speak as well as hear her, and does not mind at all. Arms keeping her legs secure, Loki goes back to walking. A reasonable pace, but she's kept steady where he's carrying her.

From:

drpalmer

"I do enjoy challenging you."

She's very tempted to kiss that little sliver of skin right behind his ear.

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whose_son_am_i

"The feeling is entirely mutual." Her breath against it is certainly pleasant. She hadn't understood--as he'd intended, but he had answered her question. About whether he wanted to woo her.

Maybe he did.

From:

drpalmer

"Are you still playing the perfect date?"

She wouldn't believe him if he did say he was trying to woo her. She's got little to offer besides kindness.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"About whether I enjoy challenging you? No." Loki chuckled, and she could feel it easily in his chest and back. "As I mentioned before, you actually treat me reasonably. You're also quick witted, playful, and intelligent." All things he responded well with and looked for in companionship, temporary or not. "I've played many social roles, but not all of them are as enjoyable as this one."