vexing-obsidian:

“Then I’m more than certain you could’ve dance your way out of falling on your arse.”

Her form of reassurance made him more curious than was probably deemed worthy, ignoring the pink tongue that poked out accusingly at him. “I shouldn’t ask this, but why not? And I wasn’t jealous,” Loki emphasized. “he simply was out too long and I need to preserve as much magic as I can.“ 

His eyes continued on examining her, expression clouded with innocence. "You’ve never asked. Asking is the polite thing to do, mortal, especially for royalty…” A hand extended to tap her button nose patronizingly. “But It’s entertaining for you to assume.”

The obsidian-haired God glanced down, as if the answer would present himself in his trousers. “How did you know? Your name Is quite the mouthful.”

_{her arms folded across her chest and she gave him her i’mma cut a bitch look. it then transformed into a sly smile and she mockingly narrowed her eyes at him. ‘ pshhhh. so jealous, lokes. ‘ her whole body then rocked with laughter before she turned back to him. ‘ because i’m not gonna have sex with him when you’re right there. why have him when i can have the real thing? ‘}

 _{her eyebrow raised at him as if asking him to supply a real answer. ‘ and there’s another reason. i could just ask you! ‘ her eyes then shot directly to his, her face formed in her thinking one. ‘ if i asked would you seriously get on your knees? ‘cause i feel like that’d be better than your lil’ guy. i mean, i’ve heard the nicknames they gave you. they were in the mythology book…silvertongue. ‘ she giggled. she actually giggled out loud.} 

_{‘ are my initials actually on…y’know? ‘ her brows rose and she looked down at his crotch.} 

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