[ You are incredibly endearing yourself Loki, is what she wants to say, my favorite work of art. His hand is so hot through her clothing, and for a minute she just watches the way his lips part and move as he breathes through the pain.
Then he's looking out the window and talking and she probably should move- Lest she embarrass him socially somehow- and bites her bottom lip as she slides backwards across the bench back to her side. She almost sits on the bag of pastries, turning and tucking the back onto her lap instead. ]
So tell me, Mister full-of-questions, what is your favorite part of this world.
[ She reaches into the bag of pastries and pulls one at random, holding it out for him. ]
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[ You are incredibly endearing yourself Loki, is what she wants to say, my favorite work of art. His hand is so hot through her clothing, and for a minute she just watches the way his lips part and move as he breathes through the pain.
Then he's looking out the window and talking and she probably should move- Lest she embarrass him socially somehow- and bites her bottom lip as she slides backwards across the bench back to her side. She almost sits on the bag of pastries, turning and tucking the back onto her lap instead. ]
So tell me, Mister full-of-questions, what is your favorite part of this world.
[ She reaches into the bag of pastries and pulls one at random, holding it out for him. ]