different.

"Ice ice baby."

#demoninabottle

Your middle name is Susan.

It was as though he constantly anticipated rejection — as though Loki was sure that he would, at some point or another, fail and only disappoint the brunette, regardless of what her expectations may have been for him. However, that was not the response he was met with. The mortal welcomed his touch, kissing him back just as tenderly.. and simply taking in her taste, her warmth, her careful touch—- it was all quite wonderful.

A moment later, the god pulled back, wishing to see her.. To remember how she looked now, features flushed, brown eyes staring into his own viridian gaze. He, himself, had been feeling quite sluggish the entire day, thanks to his petty illness.. However, it seemed that Jodie, at least, was capable of drawing the trickster forth from his tired state. At least to some degree.

Letting out a pleased hum, Loki then nuzzled her cheek. His mind may have been clouded by poor health, yet he was sure that this was what he wanted — as well as what Jodie wished for. Slipping to reach his arms around her, the Asgardian pulled her close, bodies pressed flushed against each other.. Yet that was also where he stopped. Keeping his face near her own, Loki found himself gradually relaxing, slipping into a more peaceful, eased state.

One leg shifting to wrap somewhat around her own, his coat remained partly draped over the both of them — and, in all honesty, the god was far too comfortable to move any further. Perhaps the medicine had gotten to his head.. nevertheless, he was quite pleased. More could always come later — he already knew what he wanted.

“Stay with me.”

Finally Loki pulled back, and while it left a terribly bitter taste in her mouth, the brunette made no comment, seeing how sluggish the other was-- which was strange. Didn't she get daytime medicine? The box was red and everything. Maybe it was just the cold getting the best of him, but either way it was kind of cute.

Feeling the other nuzzle her cheek, Jodie let the other embrace her, shifting around slightly so that they laid side by side together upon the bed. Lifting a hand Jodie felt Loki's forehead, and it was a bit warm-- which must have been pretty been since he was always slightly cold. With a small frown the brunette leaned up slightly, pressing her lips against his forehead-- yep, warm, this wasn't good, but it wasn't like a thermometer was going to help.

Closing her eyes Jodie stroked the others hair, shining black locks soft beneath her hand as she felt a leg upon her own. Looking down and seeing she was right, the brunette let out a soft chuckle before humming, pressing her lips against the others forehead once more before letting her eyes close, relaxing.

“Stay with me.”

"Of course."

#i m done hes getting a little army

ooc;; Jack & Jodie certified manipulated by Loki students

No child is a monster, Loki.

#reblogging because LOKI JUST GOT SHUT DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN #OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH

Did I frighten you

#oh jodie just got DEEP ON YO ASS #icegiant

No child is a monster, Loki.

((Loki and Jodie sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G~! First come love, then comes marriage-- [/sorrynotsorry] :D))

“Hopefully no monster children.”

#waht the frick frack

But he was far from finished. Hearing Jodie laugh before she became utterly flustered, Loki felt a rush of satisfaction.. simply knowing that he’d managed to please her so made him feel surprisingly happy. As though he’d done something good, for once, and, shockingly enough, the trickster found himself enjoying it, as well.. But then the mortal squirmed against him, earning a chuckle from the god, who lifted himself up just slightly.

“Hmm, I’m afraid I must be selfish, my liege.”

Ah, and her cheeks.. how they were flushed such a beautiful shade of red. Reaching his hand back up, Loki gently brushed his thumb against her skin, feeling its softness. How delicate she seemed to his touch. “I request more.” It was with that that he leaned close again, yet this time not to her neck. Noses brushing just slightly, the god’s viridian eyes became low-lidded, just for a moment.. before he pressed his lips to Jodie’s own. Yet the action, itself, was surprisingly chaste. Loki could have been far more forceful, far crueler, yet for some reason, he felt the need to be careful with her.

Pausing, his lips parted from her own, viridian eyes focused upon the brunette. Then he smiled. Without another word, the trickster crossed the remaining distance, this time kissing her with more relish, wishing to please the urges that continued to push him onwards.

His hand had moved from her cheek to her hair, pale fingers interlacing through Jodie’s soft, brown locks. Never before had he been so affectionate to a mere mortal, however.. Loki did not intend to dwell upon such thoughts for long. He’d lost himself to enjoyment.

Jodie was hardly surprised when the other chuckled, lukewarm breath ghosting upon her neck before he lifted himself slightly. At his words, the brunette simply rolled her eyes. Selfish? He acted as if this was the first time he had ever acted selfish before. What a load of crap. Letting out a small, breathy chuckle, the young woman ceased her squirming entirely. The goosebumps finally sunk back down, but a lingering shiver threatened to make its way down her spine. Perhaps the other was better than she thought.

"Don't you always?" Jodie retorted smugly as she felt her cheek being stroked with feather lightness. It tickled slightly, but she wouldn't tell, there was no use in feeding the fire, after all. Their noses brushed slightly before their lips connected with surprising gentility, sable eyes slowly closing. The chaste kiss didn't last long but it left her smiling, the blush deepened slightly upon her cheeks as the other leaned down once more.

However it was in the middle of it all, when their lips slid against each other as a hand delved itself into her hair that Jodie tasted the medicine upon the others lips-- and the brunette stopped kissing for a split second. It was a really gross taste in all honestly, children's cherry flavored cough suppressant... And Loki was sick, and this was all pretty gross if she thought about it-- ah but what the hell. Jodie wasn't sure when she'd ever see Loki so calm again.

So trying to block out the bitter cherry taste Jodie resumed kissing the raven haired male, her free hand gently reaching up, fingertips brushing against the others cheek with a feather lightness.

He chuckled against her hand, pressing against her palm once before pulling back just slightly, tossing his head slightly. Loki wanted to see her. “Nasty cherry medicine lips..?” He echoed, amusement audible as his emerald eyes gleamed. “And whose fault is that?” For a moment, he appeared to grow serious, smile fading..

One pale hand reached to skim by her cheek, thumb tracing her jawline before his palm continued to her neck. Her skin was so soft. So unmarred. He could change that easily. Smirk twitching back, Loki suddenly leaned even closer — yet he did not aim for her lips. Instead, the god nosed Jodie’s neck, feeling her comforting warmth as he kept her sufficiently pinned down. He was not entirely accustomed to the strength of a mere mortal, however it seemed that soon, he would adjust. Humming in thought, the god’s lips skimmed by her skin. “I’m afraid you must receive retribution for your crimes,” he breathed — before pressing a kiss to her neck. Loki was having far too much fun to stop now.

Tongue daringly running over her skin, he simply took in her warmth, nipping at Jodie’s skin with surprising care. An audible exhale then escaped the god as he simply.. enjoyed.

Yes, she would certainly satisfy him.

"You heard me cherry breath." Jodie replied, eyebrows raised as she spoke in a teasing tone. At the question of who's fault it was-- weeeell that was another story. Suddenly Loki appeared to be more serious, however, causing Jodie to become slightly concerned, moving her hand away.

The brunette, however, stayed completely quiet as she felt pale fingers just grazing the skin of her cheek, which was quickly becoming dusted with pink. He really needed to settle on what kind of mood he was going for. As Loki leaned close Jodie pressed her lips together stubbornly-- yet that seemed to be the complete opposite of what the other was going for. No, instead the cold skinned man nosed her neck, giving the young woman goose bumps as he did so. Jodie let out a soft sigh, not even bother to try and unpin herself. Fine, fine, if he wanted his reward then he could take it.

“I’m afraid you must receive retribution for your crimes,”

Jodie let out a soft laugh and closed her eyes, but before she could utter a sarcastic and witty response her neck was kissed. Eyes popping open the brunette froze completely as Loki continued, lips grazing and planting themselves wherever he saw fit, and making the former agent uncomfortable in all the right ways.

As soon as she felt the others tongue just slightly dart against her skin, the brunette squirmed and yearned for released, cheeks sufficiently dyed red.

"Okay! Okay you win! You got your reward!"

As soon as she began speaking, he knew he’d made a mistake. Grunt of frustration and disgust escaping the god, Loki futily swatted at the spoon, pulling away while swallowing the liquid as fast as possible. Already, a sneer of disgust was evident upon his features.

“It’ll take more than that to poison me, I’m afraid.”

Nevertheless, his mood was not to be ruined just yet. Once more grasping the brunette, he moved her to lay beside him, smoothly pinning her down. It was simply a matter of size, yet the god’s actions remained harmless. So far. Wince gone in place of a clear smirk, Loki chuckled, leaning close. One hand had already taken ahold of her wrist. His dark hair swept down, brushing by her cheek, and he could not help but feel most victorious.

“Now then.. about that reward.”

"Poison? Loki if I wanted to poison you I would be a lot more inconspi--!!" The brunette let out a yelp as suddenly the tables were turned, Jodie now had her back to the bed and a man with a cold hovering over her-- and she didn't want to get sick! Either way she probably would have by now due to their close proximity, the others coal black hair tickling her cheek. The young woman rolled her eyes as her wrist was taken, and she could practically taste Loki's smugness.

"I am not kissing your nasty cherry medicine lips." She said, eyebrows raised as she moved a hand to clamp over her mouth. Nope, it just wasn't happening, and big baby Loki simply had to except that. She didn't care how smitten she was, she absolutely hated cherry flavored cough syrup.

((loki loki loki :3))

Silently, a smirk comes to his features. Good.

“..Alright. Just let me..” Without another word, Loki reached to take the spoon from her — before promptly tossing it over the bed. Without further ado, he grasped her by the hips and hoisted her onto his lap, a chuckle of success escaping him.

“Gods don’t need such petty things.”

Oh don't think she didn't expect that to happen.

"Oh Loki you're so clever, I didn't see that coming, wow, I'm so taken aback by your endless wit."

Back up spoon. How could he not have noticed the hand behind her back? Thank god for no-drip medicine. As quickly as she could the brunette grabbed Loki's jaw, pressing her thumb and fingers into his cheeks and praying his mouth open. With one swift movement the bright red liquid was shoved into his mouth.

"Too slow."