whose_son_am_i | Meme Shenanigans for Dr. Palmer Overflow.

She was important, as all of Loki's lovers had been while he'd been with them. Certainly he'd use it more now, though likely still only in private. She's free to touch as she wants, he's busy kissing a trail along her collarbone, then lower. Teasing her breasts, playing with the tips, leaving small licks and kisses against her ribs and belly too.

Shifting his weight, moving his hands to her trousers and preparing to strip her fully.

She will stand out among those lovers, eventually she will wear a spot in his heart that is just for her.

"When I can control my magic, would you be able to feel it?"

She's ready to lift her hips to help him however he needs.

"I could probably feel it now, were you to try and use it." Murmured against her skin just above her hip. "Not simply because of the binding, although that does make me more aware of it." Given he was the failsafe to her binding, should she remove the bracelet.

Baring her skin, his mouth moved low--just below her belly button, with kisses before Loki pulled back fully. To both throw her trousers wherever, and to just look at her for a moment. Taking her all in, one hand moving to touch softly and trace aimless paths while blue-green eyes studied her.

"I wouldn't even know how to try to fight the binding." It would likely need to be a real emergency for her to well up enough energy to make a dent in the magic that's on her.

The way he looks at her is incredibly sexy, and a hint predatory in the very best way.

"Do I meet expectations?"

"Sweetling, I've called you beautiful a few times already. In a language you understand and one you don't." Reaching up to brush the back of his hand against her cheek, with a satisfied and soft smile. "It isn't about expectations. You are still beautiful, and I'm looking forward to making you shatter again."

She could just melt at how sweet that is. For his reluctance towards sentiment he has a decent bit of it towards her in bed.

"You're going to be very difficult to resist after tonight, aren't you?"

"Am I?" Loki asked, entirely genuine in his question. "Thank you for the compliment." Then he was leaning down again, kissing her softly. Before beginning to trace a path of fire down along her body with a very clear goal in mind.

"I think you will be, yeah." Christine is captivated by him, probably in part because she shouldn't be.

She brushes her fingers along his cheek as he kisses that line down her body.

He had warned her, that she would know when he was seducing her. Clearly Loki was also taking pleasure in doing so. Pleasure in her, making her shatter, enjoying this with her.

This time, his mouth didn't stop at her belly button or just below; but instead of heading where she might want, he shifted instead. Off the bed, and pulling her with him while kissing and caressing her legs teasingly. Finding all the spots once more that would make her squirm and teasing her to build her higher.

He was living up to the build up he had created. It was torment to have him so close to where she wanted him and to have him teasing her instead.

She watches him, memorizing the way he looks as he finds the little sensitive spot behind her knee, and the ticklish bit near her ankle.

Oh he would have FUN using what he learned on her. All for her, naturally--of course. He was a trickster, god of Mischief and all of that. If she thought this would be straight to the point and quick, she really didn't know or understand him.

Still, Loki trailed kisses closer and closer. Soft touches with his fingers as well, teasing her and usually where his fingers trailed, his mouth followed. Which would hopefully mean no less of a build as they stroked her carefully, before lips finally followed and pressed against the skin of her center.

Meme Shenanigans for Dr. Palmer Overflow.

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