Meme Shenanigans for Dr. Palmer Overflow.

[whose_son_am_i]

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[whose_son_am_i]

"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.

[drpalmer]

"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.

[whose_son_am_i]

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.

[drpalmer]

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.

[whose_son_am_i]

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.