glaived | irl w/loki ;

[Much better when they're sober, and he's not pushing her away. He too had wanted this, just not...like that. Now, however, he can savor the moment, the way she is touching him, kissing him back, the way they exist finally together, if even just for this moment.]

[ The not pushing her away is definitely a bonus in this entire situation. Sif's not quite she what she would have done if he had - something desperate probably. And violent, considering he would have persisted in leading her along - ammo to hang over her when she least wished it.

Eventually, of course, she has to pull away in order to breathe. ]

Better.

I would hope so.

[ oh please. even if she's running her fingers through his hair that's legit right. ]

You're insufferable.

[ but it's said fondly, to match his tone. ]

[oh he likes that]

Yet you are here anyway.

[ it looks endearing when it's all out of place what can she say ]

So I am.

[ and she's going to kiss him again, because nothing is stopping her from doing it.

feels good, man. feels good. ]

[yes it certainly does. he is fine with letting her do that all morning, really.

actually no he has to go deal with anything that might have happened in the last nine days, but she's welcome to say for a little while at least.]

[ well she'll stay as long as he lets her, so there. also until she realizes how bad it's going to look for her leaving in the same clothes she fell asleep in looking horrible pleased with herself.

shit. ]

Loki...

[ you know what she's just going to kiss him again she can have him send her back to her room somehow. later. ]

Yes...?

[but oh kissing again that's. nice.]

Nothing - I shall worry about it later.

[ a handwave. it's not really that important now that she actually has one hand in his hair and one on his bare chest.

which alright, is kind of a nice chest. ]

[yeah actually speaking of why did sif sleep in his body without a shirt on he doesn't understand.]

Alright.

[he kisses her again, and moves his hand from her shoulder to her hair.]

[ it was that or naked. he should be glad for what he got. clothes are the exception to Sif's sleeping habits.

but that's nice, even if there's a second's hesitation in kissing back - the hair, really. even if she's over it, it's still a thing.

also she's sitting in some weird position where it's very uncomfortable for making out for long periods of time. so she's just going to shift slightly and pull him towards her more.]

[At her hesitation, he hesitates as well, not just in the gesture, but also in the kiss. Strange, to remember how adamant he was in assuring her that he was sorry as a child, though he had not yet done it. It was a bizarre virus, because it didn't actually seem as though he'd been swapped for the younger version of himself (no, that would have changed things, wouldn't it?) but rather that he had just become younger mentally and physically, complete with reassurances that he couldn't imagine anything working out the way Sif was describing it.

Embarrassing, really.

But then she shifts and pulls him towards her and he goes willingly. Apparently she still wished for him in spite of it.

Perhaps he ought to apologize to her someday for it, if this was the way their relationship was going to go. Perhaps....

Gods this felt nice, even though she was doing the leading and he the following. It was nice that she wanted to kiss him, and amazing that it had taken the two of them so long to get around to this.

Finally, reluctantly, after letting her continue like this for a little while, he pulls away from her. Words. They need to use words. About this, about the virus. That's important. Even though what he really wants is for them to go back to making out.]

I should thank you, for all that you did for me during these last few days.

[gods it's going to be that much worse when she goes and betrays him because she took care of him [feelings] ]

[ Reluctantly, she lets him pull away from her though she wants nothing more to pull him back to her and follow this to its logical conclusion. Though Sif knows that will only needlessly complicate things - there is no logical reason why she should be so willing to do this to herself. But it's Loki, and she's held some sort of attraction to him for so long that she might as well indulge it.

But he's speaking and that deserves a response. ]

I could not abandon my king to flounder. But you are welcome, for what it is worth.

[ Y E P. ]

[he actually laughs at that.]

If you say so.

[ grinning, because she knows he can tell what she isn't saying in it. ]

Oh, I do.

[he can't help but smile at that. but then after a moment there is a very important question that needs to be asked]

Why am I not wearing a shirt?

I normally sleep naked. It seemed like a good compromise.

[ a shrug. ]

Really.

Yes.

I see.

Would you have preferred I slept naked in your body?

[it makes this throat tight and he can't believe she's making him feel this way with so simple a statement.]

N-no.

[ victory. and anyway if things go as planned he'll see her naked soon enough, so what does it matter? ]

I had thought so.

[ and then she grins. ]

You'd have found out about it soon enough regardless. My sleeping habits, that is.

[ oh look, an open invitation. ]

Really?

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