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You think you know pain?
He chuckled and hummed as she walked to him, hands running through hair and lips against his. He smirked against her, and he nipped at her lip briefly before he stepped back. She was too distracting, honestly. If he stayed in the room with her much longer, he doubted they would make it to the interview on time. Since they’d first arrived, and first made love, he found it difficult to keep his hands to himself when around her. Several plans had been canceled because of that fact. These were ones that couldn’t just be cast aside, though. So he sighed, and he pulled her with him, towards the door that lead to the hallway. They would go downstairs, hail a cab, and make the interview on time.
She was half expecting him to lose himself to temptation again. Loki… was very “hands-on”, ever since their first time. It was almost like a small game they would play; Sigyn would see how long it would take with little touches or flirtations to coax Loki into making a move… and he would do the same sometimes. It kept things interesting.
Sigyn smiled and followed Loki out of their apartment and downstairs onto the sidewalk, being met with the unpleasant smell of the sewers beneath the street, the garbage of the roads, and the crowds of people…
Midgard had fallen so much. The very planet was falling apart… and did no one try to help or fix it? Again all Sigyn could do is agree with Loki; the Midgardians needed help to fix their broken realm, and the easiest would be if they were told what needed to be done.
Hailing a cab was extremely frustrating for Loki, how they would simply blow past him. The nerve of these people, these mortals! It took far too long for his liking for one to finally pull over, and oh he was already so frustrated with the realm they were on. He was tired of being passed by already. Getting a job and making a name for himself on the world would most definitely aid his mood.
They sat in tense silence the entire ride to the agency. Loki's frustration with the chaos of the world was growing every day. It was unruled, with people dying in battles every day. They needed a ruler. How could the All-Father and Thor just overlook this?!
They arrived after a while stuck in traffic, and Loki was about ready to scream at somebody with pent up tension and annoyance.
Can it be true?
Is to be L O K I
to be without
H O P E ?
Think of this in any way you like.
I wish i could trust you
Sociopath Sweet Serial killer On the warpath
Sigyn glanced away as Loki changed, but she couldn’t deny she stole a glance or two. He was every bit godly as a man of his stature would be… and knowing that she would be the one to see him like this when she wanted to was a very satisfying thing. When he was dressed she glanced him up and down with a soft hum.
"Very handsome." Sigyn stepped up to him and reached up, brushing her fingers through his hair a little and tilting her head up to brush her lips against his for a moment. "And very sexy. As always."
He chuckled and hummed as she walked to him, hands running through hair and lips against his. He smirked against her, and he nipped at her lip briefly before he stepped back. She was too distracting, honestly. If he stayed in the room with her much longer, he doubted they would make it to the interview on time. Since they'd first arrived, and first made love, he found it difficult to keep his hands to himself when around her. Several plans had been canceled because of that fact. These were ones that couldn't just be cast aside, though. So he sighed, and he pulled her with him, towards the door that lead to the hallway. They would go downstairs, hail a cab, and make the interview on time.
Sigyn waited for Loki to head into the bathroom before getting dressed and starting to work on her hair. Thankfully it seemed loose and tousled seemed to be “in” among the Midgardians… Out of the both of them, she had to do the least to disguise herself. If anything, she just had to change her wardrobe. Wearing pants was… new. It wasn’t as if it was frowned upon in Asgard or Vanaheim, it just wasn’t as common. Sigyn was more prone to dresses, but she had to admit pants were too bad.
When Loki came back out, Sigyn was just finishing up the final touches and turned to look over at him. Her eyes wandered over his bare skin as he went to the closet to look for some clothes for himself. Smiling she got up and rested her hand against his back, looking into the closet. “I think the black jeans, that green shirt that hugs you just the right way, and a black leather jacket will look very sexy on you.”
She pitched in her ideas for his wardrobe, and he nodded his head. That would do well enough, he supposed. He pulled the proposed outfit from the closet and dropped his towel without second thought to get dressed. Soon enough, jeans were pulled on, sans underwear, and the shirt and jacket were on as well. He walked to the mirror that hung in the room, fixing shorter hair and squinting a bit at his own reflection. He missed his longer hair, if he were being honest. He'd not had his hair so short since he was cast out of Asgard, since he fell to his supposed death. He swallowed, shook his head, turned to her, and leveled her with a smirk.
"How do I look, then, my dear?" he said, his low voice rolling through the air, smooth ad languid.
He turned as he heard her enter the room, and he swallowed harshly as he did. Gods, she was gorgeous, damp pale skin and long dark hair. His eyes traced a droplet of water as it rolled down, beneath the towel and between breasts. She was temptation in the flesh, he swore....
He nodded to her, and he started stripping down himself, before he walked to the bathroom for a shower, himself. He was still getting used to the shorter hair. It was-- odd. He'd not had it like this since he was an adolescent. He shook his head and then stepped into the shower and turned it on. He came out a half hour later with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, and he walked to the closet to look for clothes for himself.
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He nodded and then took her hand, heading for the bedroom and bathroom. He sighed. She would shower, and then he would, and they’d both get dressed. “I’ll pick the clothing out for us both, then,” he said. Their futures in New York pretty much depended on this audition, and it rode on their first impression.
Sigyn headed into the bathroom and showered up. It was different then having a nice bath to soak in, but it still did the job right. There were so many different things on Midgard, she was still learning… When she was clean she stepped out of the bathroom in a towel, smiling over to Loki. “All yours.”
He turned as he heard her enter the room, and he swallowed harshly as he did. Gods, she was gorgeous, damp pale skin and long dark hair. His eyes traced a droplet of water as it rolled down, beneath the towel and between breasts. She was temptation in the flesh, he swore. She spoke, and he smirked at her, a lustful spark in his eyes. "Don't tell me that when you're wearing so little, my dear. We would not leave the room for days if so," he said, chuckling lowly and then turning back to the bed where he had laid out clothing. "Jeans, a well fit shirt, and a coat for you," he said, nodding and then turning back to her. "Plus undergarments of course, but this will do well enough."
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Sigyn hummed softly as Loki kissed her, returning it sweetly before he pulled away to speak again. “I think it looks fine as is… But we’ll see.” Smiling at him softly she brushed her fingers against his cheek before standing up. “I’m going to go take a shower and get ready, alright?” She leaned down and kissed the top of his head affectionately. “Maybe you should take a look at the clothes we have, see what we should wear?” They did have to make a strong impression, especially in a job where looks were all that mattered.
He nodded and then took her hand, heading for the bedroom and bathroom. He sighed. She would shower, and then he would, and they'd both get dressed. "I'll pick the clothing out for us both, then," he said. Their futures in New York pretty much depended on this audition, and it rode on their first impression.
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Loki nodded again and wrapped his arms around her from behind him. It should be extremely easy, really. He shivered and then kissed her neck lightly. With both her and his own unearthly looks, it would be easy. He sighed and then sat beside her, raking his hands through his newly cropped down hair. “That sounds perfect. We’ll go, then.”
Sigyn smiled and turned to face Loki, reaching up and gently running her fingers through his now shorter hair. “Still getting used to the shorter hair, huh?” She still thought he was the most handsome man she’s ever met.
"It is strange, yes," he muttered, closing his eyes as she ran her hands through his hair. He sighed heavily and then lifted her chin to kiss her lightly. "I may have to take it even shorter, still..."