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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 2:16:57 GMT -5
Loki was staring at the ceiling.
It wasn't a particularly interesting ceiling. Like most of the ones he'd seen in Midgard, it was low, flat, and painted the same solid color as the walls, which in this case were a kind of neutral dark teal that the place had come equipped with, with a ceiling fan mounted in the center. It had a few small irregularities in the plaster that he hadn't noticed before.
His breathing hadn't quite settled back to normal yet, and his forehead was still a bit damp. Would blotting it seem gauche under the circumstances, he wondered? All this simply rolling over and catching one's breath business was new to him.
One hand descended between his legs for just a moment, as though he were checking to make sure his wallet hadn't been stolen, to confirm what he already knew.
He grinned, a little dazedly, and turned his head toward Fandral. He then realized what the grin probably looked like given the current circumstances and subdued it a little.
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 3:48:54 GMT -5
Fandral was kissing one of his arms, but met his glance back mid-smooch, looking as mild as could be. A fair change from moments ago.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 3:51:26 GMT -5
"...I didn't change," he said finally.
It was an obvious response, yes, but it was also deeply encouraging.
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 4:05:19 GMT -5
"Mmm, yes, I noticed."
He sounded amused, but he was still a little out of breath.
"Though, for all I know it could have been another one of your daggers, how many have you got on you?"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 4:07:11 GMT -5
"I've nowhere else to keep them," he said, gesturing at his nude body, "regardless of whatever your imagination might produce."
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 4:10:50 GMT -5
Fandral sat up partially and leaned over to kiss his torso as it was gestured at.
"Ah, yes, quite."
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 4:15:57 GMT -5
Loki casually raised a hand to push through Fandral's hair while he was still accessible.
"Such fine hair," he commented. "The color's a pity, but you do wear it nicely."
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 4:18:07 GMT -5
That had earned a bite, Fandral thought lazily, and he supplied it.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 4:19:30 GMT -5
"Ack-"
He shoved at him, laughing.
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 4:22:04 GMT -5
Fandral made an annoyed noise and sucked gently at the bite area.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 4:26:52 GMT -5
"Man bites Jotun. There's a new one for you."
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 4:28:43 GMT -5
"I've never heard of jotnar biting beyond horror stories mothers tell. By the time you're grown everyone knows jotnar don't eat children."
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 4:31:08 GMT -5
Loki idly traced the scar in Fandral's abdomen with his fingertips, frowning slightly.
"This was my doing."
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Post by Fandral on Apr 4, 2014 4:36:36 GMT -5
"Hm?"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Apr 4, 2014 4:38:49 GMT -5
"We wouldn't've been there if not for me."
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