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[ His hands are cool on her skin - though she considers that might be the fact that she feels as if she is burning at his touch. Arching further up into him, her mouth opens in a gasp - opening up for him.

She'll let him lead in kissing, while her hands are busy running around the edge of the sleep pants she'd decided to wear when she was in his body. How fair would it be to rid him of them while she was mostly clothed? Not at all, really, which is why Sif moved her attention to undoing the ties on them. ]

So demanding.

[ Though this is mostly said into his mouth. ]

[At the opportunity, her deepens the kiss, using his tongue and his teeth to pull the same sorts of reactions from her. It drives him on to know that he can.

But there's a give and take, and it's obvious, for when she pulls on the ties of his pants, his hand tightens around her breast, though not so much that it would hurt. An indication of his want, of his desire for her.]

One of my many faults.

I shall do you the favor of not listing them all.

[ But her grin is wicked all the same, fingers no longer becoming rushed but rather lingering, roughly tracing over the fabric, drawing the sensation out as best she could. Make him lose that fine control, and relish in it.

After all, there was a time where she never though that this had a chance of occurring - why not enjoy it when she had the chance? ]

[His throat tightens and he pulls away from her mouth so he can catch that expression, eyes full of desire.]

How compassionate of you.

[For a moment his eyes flick from her face to her fingers, as if trying to figure out what was so much more important than just undoing the laces. He considers that it would be nice to pull her tunic off, but that would make her stop. For all that she was drawing it out, he still wanted it.

Instead, he moves his hand to her hip, pulling her towards him.]

[ His want for her does nothing but to spur her on, willingly going with his hands to press her hips against his. It requires abandoning her previous pursuit but worth it. ]

I have been known to be, yes.

[ As if she's reading his mind, however, her hands go to the hem of her tunic, pulling it off in one fluid motion and depositing it somewhere. Not that Sif knows where - but that was something to worry about later. ]

Edited 2012-05-03 21:08 (UTC)

[It didn't matter that he had seen her naked before, that was when he was in her body. It was an entirely different experience now, from this perspective, not to mention how close they were - half naked bodies touching.

Rather than replying to her, he kisses her where her neck meets her shoulder, biting the skin lightly. He lets his hand slide to the small of her back, feeling his way along her skin as if he could memorize the very feeling of her skin, memorize the curve of her spine as he touches it. It was sort of like magic, where you had to feel it at your fingertips before you understood it, have it close enough to cast without letting it go. It didn't seem that far off as a metaphor, really.]

[ A gasp, then, as she arches up into him. His fingers raise gooseflesh along her arms and her back, a shiver as she feels him trace her spine. She's almost surprised at the sudden care and attention to detail - almost, because she doesn't know what else she expected from him.

But her own hands are busy, running down the plains of his chest and committing everything to memory. It's one thing to see it herself than it is to see it belonging to her, and this is the much better option. While not as bulky as Thor, Loki is still strong and well muscled - like leather stretched tightly over a frame. To her, it is far more attractive than anything his brother could throw at her.

Eventually her hands reach the ties to his pants, and this time she'll not be satisfied until he has them off. ]

[Another kiss, each one to her neck with tongue and teeth to draw out the same reactions from her, because they only make him want her more, only make him want to explore and find all the ways that he can bring her to them.

When she finally gets the ties undone, he lets go of her for a moment to aid her in this process until they are discarded haphazardly on the floor, and then he turns his attention to ridding her of hers. He couldn't really imagine what they'd do if they were wearing as much clothing as they usually did, not when his desire feels like it will burn him from the inside out if they don't see this through. (A strange sensation now, all things considered.)]

I suppose all of my affairs will just have to keep.

[His fingers are deft at undoing the ties, and there is just a brief moment's hesitation before he helps her to pull them off.]

I doubt they will miss me terribly.

[ For a moment she wonders if they shall have the vulnerability that they talk about for new lovers - but quickly dismisses the thought out of hand. As far as Sif knows they are hardly new at the process and she wants him too much to put it off for longer than she absolutely must. ]

You are king and gifted with words - if they question your absence say you had a pressing matter to attend to.

[ Which is why she wraps her hand around him without preamble, using her other one to pull him down for another kiss. She may be beneath him, but she is more than willing to give as good as she's got - and intends on letting him know that much. ]

[That surprises him, and he gasps into her mouth as she kisses him, though all things considered it wasn't as if he should have expected anything else from her. She had always preferred things to be all actions, straight to the point. And this was. Well.

His hands go only to her hips, though, still feeling his way around her body as if he might never have the opportunity of again, and thus had to pay special attention to the detail. Hardly is the action meant as an objectifying one - his touch far too gentle for that, a reverent sort of carefulness with her.

Because even though this is happening, he can't believe that it is.]

[ Her grin widens at that, though it's hard when her tongue is busy with his own. Sif figures she'll like finding out different ways to shatter his control, but it's his touch that causes her to finally scoff. ]

I won't break, Loki.

[ There's no call for gentleness, not with this and between them when she's wanted it for so long. But there's a tenderness to her tone that suggests she doesn't mind - only that it's so unusual for her lovers to do such a thing. ]

I didn't -- I know that.

[Even so, there's the faintest bit of color in his cheeks, whoops.]

Would you prefer I touched you differently?

[ Sif can't help but laugh, reaching out to up his cheek and pull him to her for another kiss. ]

No.

[ His embarrassment is horribly endearing, really. ]

[He kisses her back and then finally moves his hand lower, where she no doubt wants it by now - after all, she had her hand around him.]

Then why did you protest?

[ A gasp then, and she shifts her hips up towards him - encouraging him on while she drags her own hand down. ]

None have been so gentle before.

[ It's a simple statement of fact. Not that she expects Loki to be similar to any of her lovers before - he is by nature different - but it still takes her by surprise. ]

I'm not - [he presses himself closer to her, following her, wanting her, voice full of desire even has he tries to regain some semblance of control over it.] not them.

No. You are not. [ She likes how his control can break, however, and smiles at it. Oh the famed king of Asgard - how she can bring him so low. And perhaps that's more arousing than it should be but it matters little. ] If you were, we wouldn't be here.

[He doesn't really know what to say to that other than something stupid like presumably not but that was illogical anyway, because obviously her other lovers shared her bed so if he were indeed like them they would probably be having sex, too. or something. Whatever he just kisses her instead that's legit.]

[ What she meant was that if he was like the rest of them she probably wouldn't want to be having sex with him because she likes that it's different. But yeah kissing is totally legit. ]

[and then they had awesome sex.]

[ well done all. ]

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oh god send help

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