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[ Loki had, once Sif had done whatever amounted to her version of tucking a kid in, expressed a great interest in having someone around to fight off the frost giants he was sure were under his bed. No matter how many time she checked or waved her glaive around he remained utterly convinced and, exhausted, she'd agreed to stay the night.

Which had ended up with her falling asleep next to him and, over the course of the night, spread out across the bed. If something or someone was in her way, she'd sleep over it. That's just how she worked. ]

[okay this is forward dated to the 29th obviously, but w/e.

It was true that Loki had never slept particularly well, but even those nightmares meant nothing in the face of being in the correct body again. Nine days he had gone in the wrong bodies - first a horse, then Sif's (with her terrible horrible bound breasts why she did that to herself he could not comprehend), and then as a child. And for the last he had even acted like a child, but the virus didn't have the good grace to let him forget all the things that had happened. Wonderful. But oh, gods, he was in the right body. That was all that really mattered anymore.

Well that and whatever it was that was on top of him.

Sif.

Oh.

Right.

He taps her shoulder gently, hooping she won't wake to punch him out of anger or frustration or LOKI HOW DARE YOU TRICK ME TO BEING IN YOUR BED.]

[ It doesn't wake her, only causes her to stir and bury her face in whatever is closest to it (probably Loki's chest). A morning person she is, but only when she doesn't spend half the night trying to convince a small prince that nothing is going to come get him the moment she leaves the room.

Groaning, her grip around his torso tightens. Whoever is poking her shoulder should knock it off and let her get more sleep. ]

[Well that was...oddly nice. Perhaps he could just continue to let her sleep, then. If she wanted to hold on to him, that was her doing and she could hardly blame him, right?

No, Loki.]

Sif. Sif it is long past time to wake.

[Please don't punch me.]

For you, Loki, perhaps.

[ Still muttering into him, as if she's not quite aware of where she is. But then it clicks, and she almost throws herself back from shock. Instead she manages a fair distance away, and doesn't fall off the bed. ]

Loki!

Edited 2012-04-27 05:32 (UTC)

[He moves away from her as well, a courtesy to her so that she may have all the distance she wanted.]

Good morning.

Good morning. You look-- like yourself.

[ Thank the gods. ]

Yes. It is a most welcome development.

[ a laugh, and she forgets the fact that she's in his bed.

if only for a second. ]

One can only imagine.

[oh he

he made her laugh o//o ]

It was far too long away from it.

Well it's set to rights.

[ oh now

what are they supposed to do. she remembers the super weird confession just the same as he probably. ]

Thank the Gods that it is.

[and he's just going to move really slowly towards her and try not to look threatening don't run away sif]

Indeed.

[ no she is going to stay very still. very, very, still. no threatening movements but okay, she's kind of tense. ]

[He stops when he is sitting close across from her.]

Are you nervous?

[A stupid question, and he says it before he means to, but she's tense and it's making him nervous.]

I... do not know?

[ a wave of her hand, like it's nothing. they've done this before - or rather she had, and aided by a rather large amount of alcohol as well. gods above, no wonder they spent centuries doing nothing.

so instead she just moves into his personal space - hands on his upper thighs. they can do this. ]

[Her action in spite of her words surprises him. His lips part as he watches her for a moment. Perhaps it is he who is nervous and he is just projecting.

Loki reaches over a puts a hand on her shoulder, and then leans in to kiss her.]

[ Sif brings up one of her hands to cup his cheek - meeting him halfway before kissing him back. It's much better this way, when they're both sober and she knows what she's doing.

Mostly, however, because she cannot shake the doubt that dwells in her thoughts whenever he occupies her mind. Is this honestly what she wants before ruining it all?

But his mouth is moving against her's at long last - and that is real and tangible enough for her to focus on, shoving all the rest to the side. This is what matters now. ]

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[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. ]

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