Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

[whose_son_am_i]

This post will be for Meme-continuations for drpalmer

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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.

[drpalmer]

"I do enjoy challenging you."

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

[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.

[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.

[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."

[drpalmer]

That's enough to motivate her and she does press her lips to the skin under his ear, just briefly.

"My building is just at the end of this block."

[whose_son_am_i]

Oh that sent a lovely little frisson of pleasure down his spine. He nodded to her words, but kept walking. "A cab would've been rather boring."

[drpalmer]

"Very boring."

He doesn't bristle at the kiss which she takes as a good sign. He seems very comfortable with her touching him.

"I can walk to the elevator. So we look a little less insane."

[whose_son_am_i]

Positive touch and affection was something Loki was practically starved for. It had only been recently that he'd been getting any form of it, before meeting her. It was one reason among a few that he responded well to her.

"Now where's the fun in that?" She is let down to the floor. Just enough to get her balance; before he's sliding an arm under her shoulder. Bending enough to get his other arm under her legs, and quite literally sweeping her up.

[drpalmer]

There's a little gasp as she's being scooped up.

"Now you're playing romantic." She's not been swept off her feet in ages.

[whose_son_am_i]

"Who said I ever stopped?" With an eyebrow raise. "This was a date, and needs to be convincing." But he's not letting her down; not on the walk, in the elevator, or the walk to her door.

[drpalmer]

"This is overly convincing." And still the way her arms are wrapped around him is very much playing right into his game.

[whose_son_am_i]

"And fun." With a wink. Once they're inside, Loki pauses; with a shimmer of magic changing his appearance back to his usual blue-green eyes and black hair. The nice suit remains, as he's in no hurry to change it back to its usual look. Also pausing to see what she'd like to do now...

[drpalmer]

She's brushing her fingers through his hair.

"Much better." The eyes are better too. "You really are dangerous."

With how quickly she wants to drag him to bed, it's alarm.

[whose_son_am_i]

"I've warned you repeatedly that I am." Eyes closing, he leans into the touch. Definitely enjoying. "I'm on several threat lists for good reason."

[drpalmer]

"Those aren't the theats I'm worried about."

Her hand moves to his cheek, caressing the angles of his face.

[whose_son_am_i]

His eyes remained closed, and she's shifted just that tiny bit closer. "You're worried I'll hurt you. That you're nothing more than a game." Said softly, sincerely. Opening his eyes to meet her own, Loki was quiet a moment.

Before making a decision. "...I don't trust easily. And I shouldn't be trusted. I can't see the future." Making sure she understood. "But I have no desire to hurt you. You are a rare being, Christine--in that you are genuinely kind. You open yourself to being hurt again and again, but you haven't let it sour you or taint you."

[drpalmer]

"Of course I'm worried." The silver-tongued trickster god in her living room.

She nods as he speaks and there is a little smile on her lips, she can tell he's being honest.

She stands a bit taller and leans in to press a tiny, light kiss to his lips.

[whose_son_am_i]

He shifted automatically as she stood taller, and there's a moment's pause. To be certain he's reading the action right. Before leaning into the kiss, returning it. Letting her lead, but also letting her know that he is interested.

Starved for it, if he's honest with himself.

[drpalmer]

Kissing him is absolutely electric in the forbiddeness of it. She shouldn't be doing this, but she hasn't wanted anything this bad in a long time.

Her arms drape around his neck even as she moves her lips a tiny bit away from his.

"That is as nice as I expected."

[whose_son_am_i]

"Would you like me to exceed expectations?" His hand is warm around her waist, the other moving up to her shoulder and rubbing soft circles.

[drpalmer]

"Mhm, sounds like you're just trying to get me to bed with you."

She rests her forehead against his. She is very tempted to take him up on his offer.

[whose_son_am_i]

Another low chuckle, and he leans in to kiss her quickly. Softly, but with a bit more fire than before. Just enough to tease, before pulling back. "It has been a while since I've had companionship that is this enjoyable. But you asked me not to manipulate you, and I agreed." Meaning it was her choice.

[drpalmer]

That fire is burning, she feels desire run down her spine when he kisses her.

She tips her head down to kiss a trail along his throat. She is in so much danger with this man.

[whose_son_am_i]

A sign of trust, baring his neck more for her. Sighing against her hair, hand moving from her shoulder. To cup her head softly, fingers tangling in her hair. This was water to a man dying of thirst...