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  1. itsAlana04/06/2018
  2. Honestly, if it weren't for one of Frigga's handmaids coming to collect her for a previous engagement, they might well have stayed until nightfall; but eventually the time must come for them to part, and Loki ushers his husband away, arm around his waist, after kissing his mother's cheek goodbye and her clasping Gwyndolin's hands in hers in farewell.
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  4. And then they're on their way back to Loki's rooms! And Loki murmurs, like the terrible flirt he is, "I really am very impressed by how sneaky that was, with the ivory branch in your flowers..."
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  6. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  7. Gwyndolin is practically glowing with good mood following their departure, and eagerly looking forward to many more tea-times with his absolutely delightful mother-in-law.
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  9. But Loki is ready to distract Gwyndolin from thoughts of familial bonding with flirting instead, complimenting his sneakiness, and Gwyndolin blushes gently and offers a sly smile. "I am not sure if thou hast been made aware yet, but such things are rather my forte." He says softly. "To act unseen, oft hidden in plain sight, or invisible to the naked eye. The Dark Sun acts in the shadows where the Sunlight cannot reach... Though my actions, thus far, are few, save to aid my Father in matters of illusion and enchantment."
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  11. itsAlana04/06/2018
  12. Loki says, "When you are called on for more, I have no doubt you'll be very good at helping from the shadows; and if you need a shadow beside you, I would love to help you, my husband, as long as it is not in conflict with my own interests." He catches Gwyndolin's hand up in his, and kisses the knuckles, and adds, sweetly, "I would love to see more of you being so clever. It makes me want to kiss you some more, in fact."
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  14. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  15. Lokis receives a warm smile for his offer, only to blush as it segues riiight back into flirting and complimenting Gwyndolin. "W-Well... flatterer thou art, I am sure there are many things I may do that thou might call clever in order to see me blush." He says, wiggling his fingers a little in Loki's grip. "Perhaps it would please thee to know I usually employ my skill in illusions to hide things from reality so that I do not need to carry them?"
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  17. Loki may recall how Gwyndolin summoned Loki's ring during their wedding from thin air with a flick of his finger.
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  19. itsAlana04/06/2018
  20. "I think it may just be that everything you do is dreadfully clever," Loki says, which means yes, he loves watching Gwyndolin blush under compliments. "I'm rather good at illusions myself, but I would love to try and learn how you would do something like that... and it does please me!" He is the WORST flirt, and leans close, to kiss Gwyndolin's hair, and murmur, "One might even say that you're a pleasure, how much you've pleased me in so short a time."
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  22. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  23. Gwyndolin *whines* at Loki smothering him with compliments and affection clearly just trying to make the moongod blush- and succeeding. "Oh, thou art a dreadful flatterer, my husband." He says with a non-serious huff. But then he softens, and says, voice warm, "Thou hast been quite a pleasure to me as well... Never had I thought I would have so wonderful a husband."
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  25. itsAlana04/06/2018
  26. SHIT who told gwyndolin he could make Loki blush back??? what a jerk!!!!
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  28. Loki hmmphs back, turning pink, and releases Gwyndolin's hand, to drape his arm around Gwyndolin's waist, careful not to tread on his snakes. "Wonderful and a dreadful flatterer, am I? Then you must be spectacular. A spectacular spouse." Another kiss for Gwyndolin's hair! And he says, sternly, "Take that, you *terrible* flatterer."
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  31. "I have hardly engaged in nearly as much flattery as thee, husband!" He huffs, tipping his head up haughtily, even as he gently lays a hand over Loki's above his hip. "Save, of course, to call thee my Lucky Loki... I am terribly lucky to have been wed to thee."
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  33. itsAlana04/06/2018
  34. He hums in agreement, and when he replies, his voice has gone soft and quiet. "Perhaps I am lucky, to have been married to someone I'm so well-matched to. Who could have guessed that our fathers trying to outsnub each other would bring us so much happiness so quickly?" They are nearing Loki's door already, and he lets Gwyndolin go with a kiss on the cheek, so he can open the door for his spouse.
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  37. Gwyndolin looks so pleased, smiling brightly, and gives a soft thanks when Loki holds the door open for him. But then his smile fades slightly once he's inside, and he fiddles his fingers together as he turns to face Loki as his husband joins him inside.
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  39. "I worry," He begins quietly, head tipped down as he looks up at Loki through his icy lashes, "That perhaps we are taking things too quickly. We are married, yes, I realize that requires a measure of intimacy, yet... we still only met just last evening."
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  41. itsAlana04/06/2018
  42. With the door closed, Loki returns to Gwyndolin's side, fully planning to flatter and kiss and nuzzle him some more-- but then he mentions that he thinks they're moving too quickly, and Loki blinks at him, eyebrows creasing.
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  44. "... I do know what you mean," Loki says. "I... I liked you immediately, even in that first hour of marriage, and perhaps the relief of knowing I would not be doomed to a wife, or to be married to someone I did not like or have anything in common with, has made me a little heady, a little hasty." He catches up Gwyndolin's hands in his, and says, softly, "But I do like everything I know about you so far, even if it's not near to all there is to know about you. Letting you know that surely isn't too much, is it?"
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  47. Gwyndolin makes a soft noise, his brow furrowed, biting his lip, all wound up in uncertainty and... and *want*, a longing, a craving, one he's rarely had to struggle with, that fills him with guilt he has a hard time pushing away despite logic. His vows are revoked! They're married! But old repression dies hard.
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  49. "... Kissing thee was rather nice." He admits, voice soft, "And I already like thee so very much. I simply worry I am being..." He pauses, and looks like the word is sour on his tongue as he says, "... loose?"
  50. gwyndolin: am i being too easy?? 8( 8( 8(
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  52. itsAlana04/06/2018
  53. Loki tries not to laugh, and even succeeds, but his eyes crinkle, and he tells Gwyndolin, with a hint of mirth in his voice, "No one will think you a trollop for kissing your husband, my Gwyndolin. When you kiss someone clearly handsome and clever and wonderful, people either understand and are happy for you, or are bitter that they're not getting to kiss that wonderful person." He kisses the tip of Gwyndolin's nose, and says, "Hopefully they'll be happy for me..."
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  55. Hey, did Gwyndolin notice he was called handsome and clever and wonderful?
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  58. Gwyndolin ABSOLUTELY noticed he has been called handsome and clever and wonderful! It's part of why he goes AWFULLY pink in his pretty pale face!
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  60. "I-I..!" He's breathless as he struggles to find his words, "I... I have known thee only a short while, and still we know only a few things about each other, and surely as we get to know each other, fissures may emerge, and yet... And yet already I feel so comfortable with you, dear Loki. I like you very much. I..."
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  62. He swallows dryly, and tips his head down further, now too shy to look Loki in the face. "It almost feels as though I have been thoroughly courted by thee for months, despite the short time of reality. Would that I could feel less easily wooed, as I find myself rather... smitten."
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  64. itsAlana04/06/2018
  65. Loki blushes a little-- smitten!! usually Loki is the smitten one, chasing handsome monsters!-- and says, "Well-- that should make it easier to like me even as you find all my many flaws, my husband, if you feel too romanced to be bothered by them." He doesn't kiss Gwyndolin again; instead, he creeps a hand up to curl around the back of Gwyndolin's neck, under his hair and veil, stroking his petal-soft, night-cool skin with his fingertips. "I like you very much, too," he adds, lowly, "more than I usually do someone I've just met."
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  68. Gwyndolin whimpers softly as he lifts his head slightly and his eyes more to look into Loki's, cheeks flushed and his moonlight eyes sparkling gently. "I have never like someone so much and so quickly that was not already my family or the Duke," He admits, lifting a hand to gently curl a hand around the forearm attached to the hand at his neck. "Thou hast been something quite... special."
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  70. itsAlana04/06/2018
  71. His blush darkening, Loki smiles at Gwyndolin, and says, "How lucky we are, to like each other. Imagine how awkward this would be if we couldn't stand being in the same room..."
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  74. Gwyndolin laughs a little, and says, "'Twas admittedly my fear, if my husband did not immediately cast me out by my nature."
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  76. But then, daringly, Gwyndolin sets his other hand on Loki's chest and leans close to... to lay the side of his head on his husband's shoulder, sighing happily. "Thou art a great comfort from my fears."
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  78. itsAlana04/06/2018
  79. Oh....
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  81. If Loki were a cat again, he'd purr. As it is, he makes a soft, almost contented noise at Gwyndolin leaning against him, fingers sliding up into the hair at the base of Gwyndolin's skull and rubbing gentle circles against his scalp. "And you are a blessing of delight when I thought I was to be cursed with suffering," he says, very quietly. "Thank you for being yourself, and not the wife I feared I was getting."
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  84. "I feel I should thank thee.. thank you for preferring the truer me." He replies, voice nearly a whisper. "I so rarely get to be what passes for 'myself'... And while I am still uneasy about being so far from home, I feel that, perhaps... perhaps, married to you, I could be myself more than I ever could in Anor Londo, even if only privately with thee or thy mother."
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  86. itsAlana04/06/2018
  87. Loki doesn't know how to reply to that, to the thankfulness that he's gay as hell, so he just wraps his other arm around Gwyndolin, and holds him close, their bodies pressed together...
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  89. "... May I ask you something?" he asks, head tilted downwards, breath stirring against Gwyndolin's hair through his veil.
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  92. "Mh," is Gwyndolin's initial reply, a soft hum of comfort, his eyes fluttering and threatening to fall shut as he relaxes in the arms of his husband. And then, realizing he should answer properly, he says, "Of course. What is on thy mind, my Lucky Loki?"
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  94. itsAlana04/06/2018
  95. "Nothing serious," he assures Gwyndolin, "just a curiosity-- what is that other ring you wear? You wore to the wedding, and even as you slept last night... is it a memento?"
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  98. "Oh." Gwyndolin's voice seems to have gone almost chilly, the mood crashing all around him. He gives a bit of a stressed-sounding sigh as he straightens up, taking his hands off Loki, to look down at his hands, touching at his other ring. "... It could be called that, in a way."
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  100. But judging by the frown on his face, it must be more."'Tis an enchanted ring, crafted especially for me in my youth. Its function is to... to aid in my passing as a daughter, to shape me better into the mold of a young woman. It keeps me from giving myself away with any mannish mannerisms, and, it seems, replicates the growth of a woman over time, though I am uncertain if that was the original intention..."
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  102. itsAlana04/06/2018
  103. Loki really was just curious-- it was the only thing Gwyndolin wore both days they've known each other-- but the mood shatters when he asks, and he blinks as Gwyndolin pulls back, looking surprised that his innocent question brought such stress onto his husband.
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  105. But then Gwyndolin explained, and Loki says, "What?" in a voice that doesn't sound too happy. "... Mannish mannerisms?" he echoes, in the kind of voice that implies that's the goddamn stupidest thing he's ever heard, and then changes topics to, "Replicate the growth of a woman? It shaped you as you grew, Gwyndolin?" in a much more pained voice. Gwyndolin had said he had been born with the feminine aura of the moon about him, that he was frail enough that his father wanted him to be a girl, and Loki had assumed that THAT was why Gwyndolin was shaped as he was-- not that he was... moulded by his father's will.
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  108. Gwyndolin pales- moreso than usual- and looks completely ashamed of himself. Of *himself*! "I... yes. I am almost certain it was the influence of the reversal ring that I developed as I did. I was born weak and sickly and burdened with the aura of moonlight, but I was still meant to be a man. The ring..." He makes a quietly frustrated noise. "I was told it would aid me in moving and acting like a Lady, as my father was worried that, as I grew, I would begin to behave or move in more masculine ways, and betray the sex of my birth. Perhaps my father had the ring enchanted to alter my development as well, if he were worried I would not grow with enough femininity."
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  110. Gwyndolin just looks awfully tired suddenly, running his fingertips over the enchanted ring on his finger. "It was a very long time ago that the purpose of the ring was explained to me, and even then 'twas in simple terms for a child. Thou wouldst have to ask my father for more. All I have is what I was told, and mine own speculation."
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  113. itsAlana04/06/2018
  114. Loki says, seriously, "We can have it destroyed."
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  117. "Wh- no!!" Gwyndolin actually raises his voice in- in offense?? He slithers back slightly from Loki, holding the hand bearing the ring protectively against his chest. "I need it! What if it all comes undone without it, I- it would risk everything!"
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  119. itsAlana04/06/2018
  120. He startles a little at Gwyndolin's offense, and his brow knits, mouth pulling into a frown. "What if you are able to move freely, and aren't forced into a body that didn't come naturally to you? And-- and I assumed your body had come naturally, was some part of your moon magic's influence on you-- but your father chose to force you into the shape of a woman with a ring he gave you when you were a child, when you had no choice but to obey him? Why would you wish to keep it, Gwyndolin?"
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  123. Gwyndolin looks shaken, like no one has ever said any of this to him before, like the mere thought of it all is foreign. All of which is true. "Thou... dost not understand." He says, voice hushed. "My father made this decisions for a reason- for his reputation but also mine own. I cannot be a son, and he knew that. He did what he must so that I could live a life with at least an inkling of respect!"
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  125. He is absolutely offended now, glaring hotly at Loki, "Though my heart disagrees, I will not throw away all that my father hast done! I will not defy him needlessly, and ruin my reputation and his- and risk our marriage!"
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  127. itsAlana04/06/2018
  128. Loki stares at him, and then says, softly, "No, I do not understand at all. Has what he has done made your life better, or easier, than if you had been a weak and magical boy in the eyes of all?" He steps closer, and-- does not try to catch Gwyndolin's hands, just touches his face. "And certainly our marriage would not be at risk, my Gwyndolin-- my mother already knows you are a man, and so do I, and my father could be brought around to see that the alliance should stand; what risk would there be if you were less changed by yours?"
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  131. "My father said it would be easier, that i would be more respected as a moonlit daughter than a son- that I would have been a laughingstock. I am already an abomination and a shame, I did not need to be worse." He says, going stiff as Loki comes close and touches his face. His lower lip quivers slightly, his voice wavers, and his eyes shine. "I have no reason to disbelieve him. I do not wish to defy him or hurt him, please..."
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  133. itsAlana04/06/2018
  134. His thumb touches Gwyndolin's lower lip, and he frowns, deep, concern in his eyes. "Oh, Gwyndolin..." he says, softly, then leans close, to touch their foreheads together. "Don't cry," he says, worried, a stab of pain reflecting into his own heart. "You are not an abomination. You're... you're lovely. I don't understand what makes you so certain of your father's choices being the right ones, but... but I will not force you to do anything you do not wish to do."
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  136. He's a little sorry he asked, and a lot mad at Gwyn, and a little glad he knows. But maybe...
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  138. "... If you wished to take it off when we are alone, though," he murmurs, "I'd like to see you how your body wants to be."
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  141. "Loki... my Lucky Loki..." He murmurs, his throat feeling tight, and he finally stops being so stiff so that he can nudge his nose against his husband's. "I appreciate that Asgardians find such things less abhorrent, and that thine own tastes find my deformities a positive, but... An abomination is exactly what I am. An abomination my husband finds pleasing, but one nonetheless."
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  143. He snuffles slightly, his voice strained, "An embarrassment of a god, a moonlit child of the family of Sunlight, and bearing a hideous form of serpents in place of feet- the snakes especially, how am I not an abomination?! I am lucky my father did not banish me to the Painted World for the heresy of my form! I-"
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  145. His breath hitches, and tears threaten to spill over, barely clinging to his eyelids and lashes. "I-I... I am... I am afraid to remove the ring."
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  147. itsAlana04/06/2018
  148. Loki says, with a soft, pained laugh, "I dread introducing you to my own children, my husband... if you think you are an abomination, what will you think of my son Jörmungandr, who is a serpent from nose to tailtip?" He kisses Gwyndolin's cheek, and asks, "Or Sleipnir, who has more feet than you? You are not so uncommon here, Gwyndolin... perhaps you were simply born to the wrong world." His voice is pained, and his hands are gentle, one on his face and the other finding his hip.
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  151. Gwyndolin is... rather uncomfortable with the topic of Loki's children being brought up, having been trying desperately to avoid thinking of it, especially when it confirms some strange beastly origin that he ESPECIALLY didn't want to think about, but... At the same time, it offers some measure of comfort, and he sighs, heavily, and lets his head flop back onto Loki's shoulder, nuzzling slightly against it.
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  153. "... Perhaps I was." He admits quietly, "Not even my father can explain why I was born as I was."
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  155. itsAlana04/06/2018
  156. "I would say that, perhaps, you were made in the image of the most perfect husband I could ever imagine," Loki starts, but then his voice drops a little, hushed, "but I like you too much to hope that I was the reason for you thinking you weren't handsome and wonderful from veil to fang." He drops his hand that was on Gwyndolin's face, wrapping his arms around his husband, and kisses his head, scattering kisses across his hair.
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  159. Gwyndolin whimpers softly against his husband's shoulder, and maybe some wetness escapes his eyes and he trembles slightly, but he does not sob, and only barely sniffles. After a long moment, he replies, softly, "I am so happy to have met you," and nuzzles into Loki's neck, "I am not sure there is anyone else in both our worlds who could like me quite like you, and who could be so likable to someone like me."
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  161. itsAlana04/06/2018
  162. Loki sighs, softly, and pets his husband's back. "Well," he breathes, "apparently my brother would like to try both things, but don't worry-- I'll stab him so I can be the only one you like this much." He is joking, maybe, and definitely probably not completely possessive, perhaps.
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  165. Gwyndolin giggles slightly, and says, "I am not sure if thy brother could *quite* like me as much as thee, nor be as likable to me as thou art," He says, nosing against his husband's terribly warm neck. "Unless he has a hidden passion for the sorcerous arts and books that I could speak with for hours and hours, and an appreciation for the male sex that I simply do not know about."
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  167. He's saying he suspects Thor is straight and dull.
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  169. itsAlana04/06/2018
  170. He's not wrong!!
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  172. Loki laughs, and says, quiet and delighted, "Ahhh, so you're all mine! How wonderful, to have a husband all my own-- I would pick you up and twirl you, but I'm not sure if the physics of your legs if I did, so I suppose I simply ought to..."
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  174. He pulls back, just a little, so he can catch Gwyndolin's lips in a kiss, and says, mouth to mouth, their breath shared between them, "I like that you're mine. I like that I won't have to share you, or give you up-- it's very nice." Then he snuggles right in again, letting Gwyndolin rest against his shoulder.
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  177. Gwyndolin is about to explain that as long as his snakes are, they can be a bit heavy, possibly all together heavier than the rest of him, but before he can even start, his lips are claimed in a kiss, and then his breath stolen as what's left of it mingles with Loki's so close, while his husband speaks so jealously of him, making Gwyndolin shiver...
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  179. "I never... thought someone could be so eager to have me all to themself." He murmurs, shivering again, "'Tis a strange feeling, I must admit, to be held so jealously!" He happily takes the opportunity to nuzzle right back into Loki's neck, bringing a hand up to cup the other side, cool palm and face both on Loki's warm skin, on either side. And maybe, perhaps, Gwyndolin will press his lips to that warm skin, if only for a moment, before returning to nuzzling with a delighted noise.
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  181. itsAlana04/06/2018
  182. Loki makes a pleased noise, and promises, "I can be very jealous. I can say every day that I want to be the one who holds you, and that I'm glad I'm the one you're married to, and-- ahhh, your lips are nice, Gwyndolin-- I want to be the one who gets to touch your lips, my husband, and feel them on my skin..."
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  185. "Thou art feeling them upon thy skin now, art thou not..?" He says softly, and brushes his lips against his husband's neck once more, while he gently rubs his thumb against Loki's skin on the other side. "I would be happy to have them upon thine own lips again, if 'tis thy wish..."
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  187. And then a giggle bubbles up, a couple of his snakes hissing. "I do rather think I like kissing you."
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  189. itsAlana04/06/2018
  190. "I am," he sighs, softly, and tips his head back a bit, baring his throat for Gwyndolin. "I like them there very much... but kissing you is something I also like..."
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  192. He hums, softly, then suggests, "Perhaps we could sit on the couch, and see how long we can kiss for? I think we can probably go until dinnertime..."
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  195. Another giggle bubbles up from Gwyndolin, and he nuzzles that exposed neck even more, peppering a few chaste kisses here and there, and it's entirely possible Gwyndolin doesn't quite Get how much more intimate neck-kisses may be considered. "Hmmm... I would rather like to sit." He says, humming gently against Loki's neck. "Standing too long makes me weary."
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  197. itsAlana04/06/2018
  198. Perhaps Loki could show him how intimate neck kisses are? eyes.png
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  200. "Here, let me try something," he says, and regretfully moves away from the VERY nice neck kisses, mmm-- they might have been even better if Gwyndolin had nibbled, but they have millenia to get to nibbling-- and surveys his husband, then, with care but enthusiasm, picks him up in a princess carry, an arm around his lower back and one under his knees. "Ahhh, those snakes are heavy," he says, sounding rather pleased, and suggests, "put your arms around my neck?"
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  203. The snakes are heavy and so very long, they most likely drag on the ground a bit as Loki carries Gwyndolin- which is fine, that's less weight for him to carry as they slither along helpfully behind. Gwyndolin, however, certainly squeaks in surprise at being hefted up, and probably would have swooned if he wasn't instead giggling an awful lot.
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  205. "Oh, dear! Finally carrying thy bride over the threshold, my husband?" He teases, cheeks pink, and happily curls his arms around Loki's neck. With giggles in his words, he says, "I must say, thou art playing into my childhood fantasies quite neatly, now!"
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  208. Loki grins, and pecks Gwyndolin on the lips, and asks, "And what of your adult fantasies? Or do we need to know each other better before I play into those~?"
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  210. (He is also carrying gwyndolin to the couch but this is nice tbh, he might just... keep gwyndolin in his arms for a minute.)
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  213. Gwyndolin flushes and gasps, looking awfully scandalized. "Wh-What makes thee think I would have such unseemly thoughts! I would remind thee, husband, my vows of chastity were revoked only for our wedding!" And he doesn't mean this as a joke, he really is so repressed as to almost never have had a dirty thought in his life! "I will have thee know, I hath been chaste in both body and mind!"
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  215. Huff huff, easily offended prude.
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  218. "Hmm," Loki says, and kisses his offended husband's forehead through his veil before sitting on the couch-- and keeping his husband in his lap, an arm behind him, his other arm extracting itself and stroking the nearest snake's chin, "you haven't come up with a single one since we got married last night? It's only childhood romances for you?"
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  221. Gwyndolin makes a funny noise when they sit, red in the face and maybe a bit shy about sitting on his husband's lap like this, looking bashfully up at Loki through his pale lashes. "Of... Of course not, one does not merely change a lifetime of chastity in a single night!" He insists, and it's quite true. Repression is hard to get over! Ha. Ha. "I'd hardly ever even dared to allow myself those childhood dreams of marrying a sweet and handsome prince..."
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  223. itsAlana04/06/2018
  224. Smiling, he kisses Gwyndolin, and fishes, "And have you married a sweet and handsome prince? Or at least a handsome one?"
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  227. Gwyndolin smiles again at that, and noses at Loki's handsome face. "I had thought I already informed thee of how much thou hast made such old dreams come true." He says, and kisses Loki's cheek. "Even at our wedding, before I knew thou couldst like me for what I am, my Lucky Loki indulged in my silly childish fantasies, as I danced with my handsome, sweet prince... And only made it truer later by liking me so much."
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  230. Loki is VERY pleased by this, and looks it, and kisses Gwyndolin at the tip of his chin, nose nudging back. "We can dance anytime you wish to, my husband. And next time you can know you don't have a secret hanging between us, and I can know that I really like the man I'm dancing with. Wouldn't that make it even better?" This cheek... this cheek looks like it needs kisses, and Loki distributes them, with soft, pleased sounds. "What other childish fantasies do you have? Maybe we can fill them with reality..."
  231.  
  232. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  233. Gwyndolin absolutely beams, his smile so much warmer than his entire body, his cheeks gently dusted with pink. "Oh, my dear Loki," He says, those pink-dusted cheeks being smooched, "I would adore that... to dance with my sweet, handsome husband prince, whom I like terribly much."
  234.  
  235. He turns his face, to catch Loki's lips briefly with his own. "Mm... I may have also dreamt of having a close friend, whom I could talk of anything with, of sorcery, of books, who I could be myself with..." He gives a slightly dramatized gasp, and says, "Goodness! It appears thou hast already made that one come true as well!"
  236.  
  237. itsAlana04/06/2018
  238. "After dinner, then, we should dance," he says, and smiles, ducking his head down to nuzzle Gwyndolin's shoulder, "and talk about sorcery, and perhaps I could find you some books I like, and you can lend me some books you like, and we can read together, while I tell you how wonderful your self is..."
  239.  
  240. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  241. Gwyndolin makes an utterly delighted noise and- and his legs and his snakes wriggle and it's apparent that he was doing his equivalent of kicking his feet in delight. "I would love to dance!" He says, "And I would love to share books! I saw that much of my books were brought to thy quarters, and my father said Duke Seath had send me several more as another wedding gift... I have plenty to share with thee, husband, and I would love to."
  242.  
  243. He giggles, and looks just so utterly pleased, nuzzling into Loki's temple and hair, and murmuring close to his ear, "Is there anything my husband would like to request of me, however? It cannot all be about mineself, of course..."
  244.  
  245. itsAlana04/06/2018
  246. "Wellllll," Loki says, drawing out the word, and kisses Gwyndolin's jaw, considering. "I wouldn't wish to scandalize you," he says, a little impishly, "so let's just call this my dream for now-- having you here in my lap, so handsome and kissable-- and the only thing that might improve it is if you allowed me the liberty of wandering hands, my husband."
  247.  
  248. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  249. Gwyndolin makes a funny little noise, and gets very bashful suddenly, turning his face away sheepishly. "W-Well! I am afraid to wonder what thou must have otherwise thought, if this was considered the less scandalous option!" He says, his voice tremoring just a bit out of nerves. Loki could've asked Gwyndolin to sing for him, but noooo, he has to be Naughty. "I-I must say that... that the very idea makes me quite nervous, thou must understand... And still I worry that I am being too loose, despite our marriage."
  250.  
  251. itsAlana04/06/2018
  252. Look! Loki does want to hear Gwyndolin sing again, but it's not quite as relevant as wanting to kiss and touch and adore Gwyndolin's body!! "I understand," he says, smiling, and kisses Gwyndolin's jaw, "but only you and I would know if you were being 'too' loose, if letting your husband stroke your thigh while kissing you is something that falls into that category." He chuckles, softly, and kisses down Gwyndolin's neck, the touch of his lips muffled by Gwyndolin's collar but each pressure still warm and lovely. "And I wouldn't think you were being too loose at all. I would think we were both having a wonderful time."
  253.  
  254. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  255. Gwyndolin gives a soft whine, his face growing redder and redder at the moment from Loki talking about it, and from Gwyndolin thinking about it, and... g-golly. But... ah, having his neck kissed is actually very, very nice. He was kissing Loki's earlier, but had no clue quite how nice it was, and he makes a little breathy noise, and tips his head back a bit, to allow Loki a little more neck to smooch. "Mh... I-I... I again must remind thee that my standards are quite colored by my life under vows of chastity," He murmurs (translation: im very repressed), "But, I... ah, p-perhaps... perhaps I could a-allow thee to..."
  256.  
  257. He whines, struggling to finish the sentence, hugging his arms a bit more securely around Loki's neck, "... I am quite nervous." He admits again, "'Tis a very new experience for me, but... I find myself growing curious, and I desire to trust thee..."
  258.  
  259. itsAlana04/06/2018
  260. "Perhaps I can start, and you can tell me if you wish for me to stop?" he says, lips brushing across the bit of bare neck he can touch them to, the hand that isn't behind Gwyndolin's back moving until its fingertips are resting lightly on Gwyndolin's thigh, just below his hips, on the less intimate outside of it-- it feels soft and cool already, and Loki yearns to pet and touch and stroke, but he waits for Gwyndolin's agreement.
  261.  
  262. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  263. Gwyndolin bites his lip in thought- ah, and Loki's hand is already tentatively wandering, to tease and tempt, sitting just at the edge of his thigh so lightly, goodness... It makes Gwyndolin flush and agonize and all his repression and chastity and prudence pound in his head and chest, and he shudders against the weight of it all. But this is his husband! And they are in the privacy of Loki's suite, if not necessarily in the bedroom, no one could ever judge him for a bit of intimacy with his husband, really...
  264.  
  265. "Perhaps I could... could allow thee this, unless I wish for it to stop after it starts," He confirms, and shivers at the mere thought that he is allowing this to happen. "Perhaps, then, we could, ah... F-Forgive me, 'tis terribly difficult for me to say, but I thought, perhaps... we could simply let things happen naturally? To our comfort, whatever that may mean, if it... if it would not make me too loose. Perhaps it could be easier to follow instinct, rather than to ask and deliberate..."
  266.  
  267. itsAlana04/06/2018
  268. Loki kisses Gwyndolin, and makes an agreeing noise, and murmurs, "Though I have a suspicion my instincts are rather more wild than yours, I'll try not to scandalize you too terribly, my dearest Gwyndolin," and strokes his fingers gently down Gwyndolin's thigh, light enough to almost tickle through Gwyndolin's clothes. Then he lifts his hand, and settles it back where it started, but this time-- this time the contact is his full hand, still light and gentle but unmistakably his entire hand, and it strokes a tender, slow path down the soft outside of Gwyndolin's thigh, possibly the least scandalous place to be stroked by your husband but also certainly more than Gwyndolin has ever been touched before.
  269.  
  270. Loki returns to kissing his throat and neck as he strokes Gwyndolin's thigh, leaving his mouth free for objections... or any other little noises he might make. Loki bets the latter will be incredibly cute, and he wants to hear them...
  271.  
  272. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  273. "I can always tell thee when 'tis too much for me, yes...?" He confirms softly, but then Loki is starting to touch, so gently brushing his fingers down Gwyndolin's thigh, making the moongod shiver... and then replacing the motion with his whole hand, so much warmer and so much more *there*, and it makes Gwyndolin shiver again. Loki will be pleased he left Gwyndolin's mouth free, because kissing at his husband's neck and giving such adoring, exploratory touches to his thigh makes Gwyndolin gasp softly, hugging firmly around Loki's neck again, followed by a very soft, shaky little noise. "Nh..!"
  274.  
  275. itsAlana04/06/2018
  276. Loki's hand lifts each time-- he is being properly unscandalous, not rucking Gwyndolin's skirt even an inch higher, though he would rather like to shove it up around Gwyndolin's hips and stroke his soft skin directly-- but no, he strokes down, then lifts his hand, so that Gwyndolin's skirt lays smooth and covering, even as Loki's hand pets and pets, and he listens to the beautiful gasps and shaking noises Gwyndolin makes. "You're wonderful," he murmurs, and changes how he's petting Gwyndolin's thigh, from full-hand strokes back to fingertips, but this time with the faintest touch of nail, wandering in loops and circles towards Gwyndolin's knee.
  277.  
  278. He also, very, very gently, parts his lips against Gwyndolin's throat, and lets the tip of his tongue just barely brush his husband's skin, finding it cool and sweet and just as wonderful as the rest of him.
  279.  
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  281. Gwyndolin starts to relax after a few moments of such sweet, gentle stroking, evidently deciding he likes it as he sighs sweetly into Loki's dark hair, no longer sitting so stiffly in his husbands lap, though he whines gently at the compliment... Though when nails are introduced, to tease at him through his gown (he wears a robe as well, but sitting like this, it has quite fallen open from his legs and the gown beneath), making him shiver and give a soft, surprised, and delighted noise in his throat-
  282.  
  283. Until he feels wet and warmth at his neck, the tip of his husband's tongue, and he gasps more sharply, a shiver rattling up his spine, causing it to arch just slightly. "O-Oh..!" He breathes in surprise, and dainty fingertips find the yoke of Loki's tunic, slipping as they struggle to find a grip against the leather, the tips of them pressing against Loki's upper back.
  284.  
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  286. Loki pauses for a moment, to let Gwyndolin recover (ahhh, he's so virginal, it's kind of... super hot... that he's so responsive to every touch, that every touch is new, that Loki gets to touch him and no one else--), then laps gently at the corner of his jaw, tongue warm and wet, the hand on Gwyndolin's thigh settling flat and warm and still while Loki explores this new territory of Gwyndolin shivers and arching and grasping at him.
  287.  
  288. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  289. Is *excessively* virginal, yes, every touch is so very new, and Loki gets to be so many firsts, and his only... The first and only person to stroke his thigh, the first and only person to kiss his neck, the first and only person to lap at said neck... He snakes slither over themselves, a couple of them hissing just before Gwyndolin lets out a slightly strained sounding, tremoring sigh as his husband licks at the corner of his jaw... His hand is so warm and so is his tongue, and it's so strange and foreign, and so very, very intimate...
  290.  
  291. And Gwyndolin finds himself liking it quite a lot, actually. It's scandalous and strange, new and nerve-wracking, but it's most certainly enjoyable, and he does not want it to stop. He shifts his legs a bit, snakes shifting with them, and makes a soft whimpering noise, before breathing out his husband's name, "Oh, Loki..."
  292.  
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  294. He hums, and kisses where he licked, and strokes Gwyndolin's leg, and murmurs, very softly, lips on the soft skin below Gwyndolin's ear and nose in his hair, "I like this... I like you, Gwyndolin... I could kiss you forever." And, if Gwyndolin doesn't mind, he could also slide his other hand up Gwyndolin's back, to relieve him of his shimmeringly beautiful veil and circlet, and deposit them on the arm of the couch, so he can bury his fingers in Gwyndolin's silky hair and kiss slowly to his mouth, the hand stroking his leg moving a scandalous inch inwards. Now the heel of Loki's hand is on the upper side of Gwyndolin's thigh, not the outside...!
  295.  
  296. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  297. "I like you terribly, my Loki..." He murmurs right back, and doesn't mind at all that the veil and circlet are removed, freeing his braided hair to have Loki's clever fingers buried within the silvery strands, fine as pure silk threads. "And I like this..." When Loki's lips kiss their way to Gwyndolin's, he will find them ready to receive his, Gwyndolin somewhat surprisingly eager to kiss Loki right back, pressing his lips firmly to his husbands as the exhilaration of their intimacy floods through him. This is exciting! He is excited! Curious and nervous but so exhilarated, and wanting to experiment further, his thigh shifting under Loki's brave hand as it starts to travel laterally across the moongod's fine, soft silk-covered thigh.
  298.  
  299. itsAlana04/06/2018
  300. Loki is very, very happy to kiss those eager lips, but-- let him see if Gwyndolin likes having them licked, too! Let him squeeze the softest thigh he's ever squeezed, and trace his tongue over Gwyndolin's lower lip, a slow, deliberate swipe , tasting Gwyndolin's sweet mouth and hopefully drawing a positive reaction. Please, Gwyndolin, let him in... he wants to taste his husband's tongue, wants to kiss him deep and wetly, wants to taste the mint of the tea they'd been drinking in Gwyndolin's mouth.
  301.  
  302. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  303. The squeeze to his thigh in tandem with that warmth at wet teasing at his lips both make Gwyndolin's lips part with a gasp- and a slight arch of his back,a squirming of his legs, and a hiss from some of his snakes. Loki is free to take that lip-parting gasp as his opportunity to dare to push his tongue into his husband's mouth, as Gwyndolin show's no sign of being displeased at the feeling of Loki's tongue at his lips...
  304.  
  305. itsAlana04/06/2018
  306. Hello, husbandtongue! It's nice to meet you! Loki is going to demonstrate why he is called silvertongue, slipping into Gwyndolin's mouth with ease and quickness, coaxing at Gwyndolin's tongue to move in reply, lips parted more than enough for Gwyndolin to return the favor and press his tongue into his husband's mouth... and if Loki's hand, after all this leg-squirming and arching and gasping, happens to land with the thumb just crossing the border between being atop Gwyndolin's leg and being on his inner thigh, well, there's nothing he can do about that but keep gently squeezing, thumb rubbing in its resting place.
  307.  
  308. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/06/2018
  309. Gwyndolin absolutely squeaks at the surprise of his husband's tongue in his mouth, against his own- he didn't expect that, actually! His face completely flushes and almost feels warm, even, but... he doesn't pull away, or urge Loki to stop, despite his alarm. He squirms a bit more in his husbands lap, and his tongue briefly pulls to the back of his mouth out of shyness- before equally shyly pressing slightly forward, to touch against his husband's... Loki might notice through his tongue that there's an odd ridge or dip or long dimple at the end of Gwyndolin's tongue, perfectly straight and is both on top and on bottom of the tip of his tongue, going around the tip entirely. Hm, wonder what that's about?
  310.  
  311. Meanwhile, Gwyndolin also definitely does not seem to mind that squeezing hand on his thigh with the thumb teasing at the dip of his down, rubbing so sweetly, but it does make Gwyndolin give a slightly low, soft noise into Loki's mouth... "Mmmh.."
  312.  
  313. itsAlana04/07/2018
  314. Gwyndolin is so perfect!! How is he so perfect!!!! He's as responsive as any man could ever dream, his mouth cool and sweet with mint, his tongue shy and-- slightly odd? Loki lets the tip of his own tongue explore the odd ridge in Gwyndolin's, curiously, as his hand slooowly slides inwards, thumb rubbing and palm warm and fingers gentle. God, Gwyndolin is lovely and wonderful and attractive and so very, very, very nice to make out with on a couch...
  315.  
  316. Gwyndolin may not notice the pressure against the back of his thigh quite yet, but there's definitely something developing there.
  317.  
  318. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  319. Pure of mind that Loki's sweet, chaste husband is, Gwyndolin most certainly doesn't notice the development under his thigh. After all, he is currently far too occupied by how nice it is to be touched and pet, and how much nicer it is to have his husband's tongue curiously exploring against his own...
  320.  
  321. His tongue continues to respond shyly and unsure, accidentally playing hard to get as it twitches away from contact, before Gwyndolin pushes it back into place against Loki's. His eyes have fluttered shut, and while one hand remains to scrabble slightly for purchase at the leather yoke of Loki's tunic, the other finds its way up his husband's neck, to bury his finger's in Loki's dark hair. "Hmmh...!"
  322.  
  323. itsAlana04/07/2018
  324. OH LOKI LIKES THAT TOO-- he moans, softly, in reply to Gwyndolin's sweet noise, and in reply to having his husband's hand in his hair, and sucks gently at Gwyndolin's wonderful tongue, encouraging it towards boldness, to come taste Loki's mouth in return. He loves this...
  325.  
  326. The hand on Gwyndolin's thigh lifts, for a moment, to do what it hadn't dared do before; tug up Gwyndolin's skirt, though not so high as to bare his thighs; just enough that Loki can rest his hand on the bare skin of Gwyndolin's knee, above where he goes all snakey, petting him lightly.
  327.  
  328. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  329. Gwyndolin has discovered something new! And that is that he... kinda likes when his tongue is sucked at... and he allows it to be coaxed forward, to delve bashfully into Loki's mouth now, between his husband's lips, shy and halting...
  330.  
  331. But then he's distracted by a hand sneaking up his gown- and sure, only to his knee, but with the length of his gown that's a lot of skirt to sneak up, and if the rucking up of the loose silk wasn't enough to alert him, the unobscured warmth of Loki's palm at his knee is. Gwyndolin gasps in mild alarm, pulling back a smidge from his husband's mouth (but their lips still in contact) and curls his legs up a bit, snakes hissing in surprise. "Ah!"
  332.  
  333. itsAlana04/07/2018
  334. Loki withdraws his hand, instantly, and murmurs, "Too much?" in concern, lips moving against his husband's. "Back to what I was doing?" He breaks the kiss, but only to nudge his nose against Gwyndolin's, green eyes dark under his lashes.
  335.  
  336. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  337. "S... Surprising," Gwyndolin murmurs a bit sheepishly, his face flooding with red. The hand that's been groping at Loki's shoulder blades slides over to Loki's front, to rest and, perhaps, pet gently at his chest. "I h-have never... a man's hand under my skirt, I... well, 'tis terribly unchaste..!"
  338.  
  339. He's yet to say it was unwanted, mostly alarming and strange. He makes a soft noise, nose nuzzling to Loki's. "'Tis strangely new, 'tis... curious." He whispers against his husband's lips, shifting his legs again, snakes slithering over themselves on the couch and floor. "But not... n-not unpleasant...?"
  340.  
  341. itsAlana04/07/2018
  342. "Not unwanted?" Loki asks, and kisses the corner of Gwyndolin's cheek, hand settling again on his knee, warm against his cool, soft skin, not wandering from its perch (yet) as Gwyndolin gets used to having it there. "It is terribly unchaste, I agree," he adds, softly, "but there's no reason for you to stay chaste when you are married, my Gwyndolin. My husband..."
  343.  
  344. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  345. "I know," He says, looking quite sheepish, "But it is difficult to shed the standards thou hast lived thy whole life. But, perhaps... 'tis not quite unwanted." He noses sweetly at Loki's face, fiddling with the cloth of Loki's tunic between his fingers against his chest. There's a slight tremble to Gwyndolin's form, though he seems to steadily be relaxing, even with the hand to his knee.
  346.  
  347. After a few moments, though he leans in slightly to brush his lips to Loki's before sighing sweetly against them, lashes fluttering shut as he murmurs, "Your hand is so warm..."
  348.  
  349. itsAlana04/07/2018
  350. Loki sighs happily at the kiss, and murmurs, "Your skin is so chilled... usually I'm the coldest man in any room. It's nice to be the warmer one for once..." He lays their cheeks together, nose brushing Gwyndolin's ear, and adds, sweet and soft, "I'm happy to warm you, my Gwyndolin. Anytime you're cold, I'd be honored to hold you in my arms, warm your skin with my hands and with kisses..."
  351.  
  352. He presses a kiss to the cute ear he's next to, and pets from Gwyndolin's knees down to the scales of his snakes, slowly, then back up.
  353.  
  354. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  355. Gwyndolin makes a delighted noise, wiggling his legs a little in that not-quite-feet-kicking way, happily nuzzling his cheek against Loki's. "I am certain it has to do with the influence of the serpents on my form, leaving me coldblooded..." He says, and giggles at the kiss to his ear. "It would certainly be foolish of me to refuse such offers from my kind and handsome husband, I do adore the warmth..."
  356.  
  357. The snakes seem pleased by the petting at the edges of their scales as they shift on the couch, and so does Gwyndolin with the petting to his knees and shins, making him hum and relax... Seems he's gotten over the surprise of his husband's hand up his skirt!
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  359. itsAlana04/07/2018
  360. "You'd think the snakes would make you partial to sunlight, not moonlight," Loki says, with a soft laugh, "sunbathing on nice rocks and such. But I cannot complain if it means you're close to me..." He kisses Gwyndolin's ear again, and then his cheekbone, and then the ridge of his eyebrow, sweetly. "I like being close to you already, sweet Gwyndolin. It's a very, very nice place to be..."
  361.  
  362. He strokes the scales on Gwyndolin's shin on one leg, and then the other, before sliding his hand back up, to the previously untouched knee. Hello, leg! Loki likes these legs!!
  363.  
  364. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  365. "Despite my attunement to the moon, I have always been fond of and, perhaps, envious of the light of the sun," He admits, tilting his head slightly as Loki smooches his way ti Gwyndolin's face. "I did oft like to rest in the shade, whike my snakes basked in the sunwarmed marble of Anor Londo..."
  366.  
  367. He shifts his legs just slightly as Loki feels up to his previously untouched knee, a snake or two hissing softly. "But I think I may prefer closeness with thee..."
  368.  
  369. itsAlana04/07/2018
  370. With a pleased noise, Loki finds Gwyndolin's lips to kiss again, and asks, voice flirtatious, "Well, if I am to warm you... is there any parts of you that are particularly cold at the moment?" It's not feeling Gwyndolin up, or asking to be felt up, if it's to warm his husband! Clearly! "I could put my lips or hands there, to make you warm and comfortable..."
  371.  
  372. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  373. Gwyndolin isn't falling for this 'it's not feeling up if it's for warming!' stuff! He's smarter than that! But that doesn't really mean he minds, his cheeks going quite red. "I-I... well!" He stammers, "I thought we were... going to follow what came naturally?"
  374.  
  375. itsAlana04/07/2018
  376. "We were, I suppose. Does that mean I have to look for them myself?" He kisses Gwyndolin's cheeks, mwah mwah, and pulls back a little, grinning. "Not there, I think... they seem warmer than usual. Perhaps you're cold here?" He gently leans Gwyndolin's head back with the hand in his hair and leans in, to kiss and lick at his throat, tongue hot against Gwyndolin's skin.
  377.  
  378. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  379. Loki's husband is just too shy to request intimate touches directly! For now, at least... that may change in the future. But right now, he giggles as his cheeks are smooched and Loki teases about his flush... But then his head is tipped back by his hair, prompting a soft, surprised gasp, and then- "Oh!" Oh, goodness, yes, Gwyndolin agrees, his neck was in dire need of warm lips and warmer tongue, making him gasp and whimper, squirming slightly in Loki's lap...
  380.  
  381. itsAlana04/07/2018
  382. Loki makes a slightly choked noise as Gwyndolin squirms against his half-risen cock, bringing it higher and more prominent, then moans, quietly, and sucks lightly at Gwyndolin's skin, too light to bruise even as peach-soft a person as his husband but still definitely noticeable. And, perhaps, Gwyndolin's thighs are cold again? Loki could certainly warm one of them, sliding his spread hand up under Gwyndolin's skirt a few inches, fingers giving his husband's soft, wonderful flesh a light squeeze. He can't wait until he can lick and suck and kiss where his fingers are...
  383.  
  384. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  385. Gwyndolin's thighs are always just a little too cold, so while Gwyndolin is whining and whimlering and squirming while Loki moans and sucks against his husband's neck, Gwyndolin's sweet thighs get to have a warm hand directly upon him... His unmarred, pearlescent flesh is so terribly soft and, not cold, but certainly devoid of warmth.
  386.  
  387. "Ah!" He gasps a little sharply at the squeeze- sure, Loki had squeezed here before, but that was through the fabric of his gown. Now there is only skin to skin... Gwyndolin's knees press together, his fingers curling in Loki's hair and the front of his tunic...
  388.  
  389. itsAlana04/07/2018
  390. With a reassuring hum, Loki nuzzles the damp spot where he'd been sucking Gwyndolin's skin, eyelashes fluttering against his husband's jaw, fingers relaxing and stroking him, long, slow, full-handed pets and wandering brushes of fingertips and spirals traced back and forth with the tip of a blunt nail. "I like you so much," he murmurs, affectionately, and kisses under his husband's chin. "You're so handsome..."
  391.  
  392. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  393. Gwyndolin whimpers breathlessly, tilting his head further back on his own, braid dangling behind him, end pooling on the couch. "Oh, L-Loki..." He breathes, his thighs trembling under Loki's touches, knees and thighs pressed tightly together, even as they squirm slightly here and there. "I like you..."
  394.  
  395. His hand has balled in Loki's tunic, the other clinging to strands of dark hair, both of them shaking slightly- and the rest of him, too, as he starts to gently shake all over while he makes soft, pleased noises to every touch and kiss.
  396.  
  397. itsAlana04/07/2018
  398. Oh, is Gwyndolin--? Hah, not so chaste now, squirming in pleasure at Loki's touch, squirming his legs together to give himself pleasure, and Loki smiles to himself and doesn't say anything, lest he draw attention to it. But oh, is it nice, having Gwyndolin squirming and trembling in his grasp, and he looses his fingers from Gwyndolin's hair to unbutton the back of his high collar, nuzzling down Gwyndolin's neck to push the cloth out of the way and kissing more of Gwyndolin's perfect snow-pale skin.
  399.  
  400. And his hand is wandering higher, too... it doesn't push between Gwyndolin's pressed-close thighs, but the higher it creeps, the more intimate its touch, light and warm and slowly making its way towards the edge of Gwyndolin's adorable bloomers.
  401.  
  402. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  403. So long as attention isn't drawn to it, and Loki acts slow and careful, let's everything happen organically like Gwyndolin wished, perhaps... Loki can go farther than he ever could by trying to ask and receive only fluster and blundering and self-consciousness in return. Gwyndolin, of course, can stop Loki should he need a moment or wish it to cease... And as of right now, Gwyndolin doesn't seem to mind the unbuttoning of the back of his dress to better expose his neck to Loki's lips and, possibly, his tongue..?
  404.  
  405. His cool thighs receive more and more of Loki's tender touches, meanwhile, Loki's hand groping up to the ruffled hem of his husband's bloomers, his palm and fingertips against Gwyndolin sweet, sensitive flesh and the lips to his neck only causing him further pleased gasps and sighs and whimpers, spurred on by the squeezing and pressing of his own knees and thighs... He's dimly aware of how pleasurable that feels, a foreign sensation between his legs, a dulled tingling with his pulse...
  406.  
  407. "A-Ah, Loki..." He breathes his husband's name again, holding tight to his tunic, the hand in his hair dropping slightly to instead wrap his thumb and fingers against the back of Loki's neck to hold on at the edge of his hairline. "Mh..! Oh, please..."
  408.  
  409. itsAlana04/07/2018
  410. Well, fuck, that sounds like Gwyndolin wouldn't mind more, doesn't it?
  411.  
  412. He licks his husband's neck, and kisses and sucks eagerly at his skin, still gentle but adoring the taste of him, and his fingers slide up under the bloomers, the silk of Gwyndolin's skirts bunched around his elbow as his fingers slide closer to Gwyndolin's most intimate areas-- will Gwyndolin stop him before he reaches his husband's cute little cock?
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  414. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  415. this almost sounds like the perfect time for someone to walk in jk jk
  416. Gwyndolin doesn't stop Loki, per se, but he does react similarly to the first touch to his bared knee- he jolts slightly as realization hits him of a hand in such an intimate place, his legs bending up a bit, back arching, and his snakes hissing as he takes in a sharp gasp. "Loki!" He squeaks in alarm, face flooded red- ahh, but then he shudders, clinging to his husband, limbs shaking and lashes fluttering- and he hasn't even had his dick touched yet!
  417.  
  418. itsAlana04/07/2018
  419. "If you don't want me to, ask me to stop," he says, soft and sweet, though his voice seems oddly rough-- god, he's got SUCH a boner, he loves how Gwyndolin fits in his arms and trembles at his touch, really really likes how Gwyndolin clings to him, and his hand finds Gwyndolin's cock, soft and small as it might be; he plants his palm against it, and murmurs, "Or you could rub against my hand-- for warmth, dear Gwyndolin--"
  420.  
  421. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  422. Gwyndolin doesn't ask Loki to stop. The thought crosses his mind- but only because it *should*, or he feels it *should*, and he swiftly realizes how little it has to do with his own desire, rather than his propriety and enforced chastity... So he pushes it aside, decides to be brave and daring and risque- he's married, he has every right in the world! He doesn't ask Loki to stop, and he receives warmth and touch of another's hand against his cock for the first time in his life, Loki's hand dipping between his trembling thighs, which briefly press more tightly together before, at last, they shakily part to allow his hand room...
  423.  
  424. Gwyndolin moans as his crotch is palmed by his husband, tipping his head down to nuzzle into Loki's hair with pleasured whimpers and gasps, his shaking hand clinging tight to Loki's tunic, while the other scrabbles at the base of Loki's hairline, unsure what to do with itself. He gives a whining moan as he gives in to a base desire and... presses his hips up into Loki's hand more firmly, ahh... "Ahh..!!"
  425.  
  426. Gwyndolin's cock, Loki surely notices, is really rather...small. Undeveloped in shape and size, and despite Gwyndolin's obvious arousal and pleasure, and even the slight twitch of his little cock here and there, it seems to refuse to grow stiff, remaining soft under Loki's palm... Clearly, another side effect of that enchanted ring, leaving Gwyndolin's genitals to have not developed any further since his youth, most likely.
  427.  
  428. itsAlana04/07/2018
  429. Not the usual kind of cock Loki gets to touch, but until he... he figures out some way to pry that cursed ring out of his husband's life, he's happy to treat it as nicely as it deserves, rubbing gently against it with the softest part of his hand, supporting his quaking husband with his other hand on his back and kissing him from just-exposed collarbones to chin. He can't help but press his own cock up a little, rub just a bit against the back of Gwyndolin's thighs, and dream of when he can press between them, feel his husband's silken skin on his cock...
  430.  
  431. "I like you," he mumbles, "I like you so much, Gwyndolin, I want you to feel wonderful--" and nibbles at Gwyndolin's collarbone, teeth catching on his skin.
  432.  
  433. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  434. Gwyndolin, though he is still a more chaste sort of individual, is now somewhat less so now that there's a hand cupping his cock, and he is more aware now of what that thing pressing up against his thighs is- especially when Loki starts to press his cock up a bit to rub himself against Gwyndolin's very, very nice thighs... It only serves to make Gwyndolin squirm and whimper further, burying his face against Loki's hair, trembling all over as he grinds inexpertly against his husband's hand...
  435.  
  436. "O-Oh, Loki...!" He whines in his husband's hair, "I am *feeling* wonderful, by the flame..!" He gasps sharply at the nibble of Loki's teeth, hips jerking slightly.
  437.  
  438. itsAlana04/07/2018
  439. Approving, Loki hums, and murmurs, "And when you're ready, I can make you feel even better than this, my husband-- " and licks his sweet husband's throat, pressing up with his hips and rubbing with his hand, so Gwyndolin can squirm between his husband's cock pressing against him and the gentle handjob he's getting. Ahhh, there's not a lot there, but he still-- still he wants to get on his knees for Gwyndolin, show him why his tongue is so popular a topic, suck him and lick him and make him quiver to pieces with his mouth-- nnngh, just thinking about it makes him moan. He wants to... he wants to be the one to show Gwyndolin how good he can feel...
  440.  
  441. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  442. There's very little to really stop Loki from, any moment now, laying his husband down upon the couch, to have both hands at his disposal, to have Gwyndolin laid out beneath him, cooing and eager... He's already cooing and eager, grinding and squirming against Loki's hand and clothed cock, whimpering so much between his pleased sighs and moans and coos that he almost sounds ready to cry from being overwhelmed.
  443.  
  444. He's shaking like a leaf in Loki's arms as it is, especially his legs as they squirm and struggle to stay apart, the urge to press his thighs together for the added pressure great, but that would just interfere with Loki's warm, wonderful hand... His snakes are writhing, hissing and agitated from all of Gwyndolin's shifting and squirming and overwhelmed emotional state. "Oh, L-Loki!" He gasps his husband's name yet again, "Please, Loki, I-I..!!"
  445.  
  446. itsAlana04/07/2018
  447. He doesn't want to press his luck, doesn't want to make Gwyndolin shrink away from too risqué a gesture, so he's been keeping Gwyndolin clothed, keeping HIMSELF clothed, keeping his mouth above Gwyndolin's collar and his hand only where it needs to go, but-- but he wants Gwyndolin to come, he wants his (his, his, his his his all his) husband to feel wonderful, to know what Loki can give him in just a few moments on the couch--
  448.  
  449. "Gwyndolin," he groans, and tips Gwyndolin back onto the couch, falling sideways with him, his hips still pressed to Gwyndolin's rump and their bodies side-by-side across the seat cushions, and he shifts his hands-- the one up Gwyndolin's bloomers curls its fingers carefully around Gwyndolin's cock, to stroke it actively instead of just rubbing and grinding, soft though it may be, and his other hand finds one of Gwyndolin's breasts. He's never been much of a man for breasts, but they're his husband's breasts, and he likes his husband, and he's heard that people who have breasts like having them touched-- and he certainly likes having his own nipples played with-- so his hand spreads warm across Gwyndolin's chest, trying to find something to make him squirm and come for Loki.
  450.  
  451. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  452. Gwyndolin gasps sweetly as he's laid back on the couch- it's slightly alarming, he's aware of what it entails, but he... he doesn't mind. He's shocked at himself, and a bit of guilt sits in his belly over it, one that he has to push aside and ignore because it's completely irrational aside from his worry that he's being too easy to seduce. He gasps again, more sharply, back arching, as Loki takes proper hold of his small, soft cock, to jerk him off adoringly and make Gwyndolin squirm and whine and moan. He doesn't know what to do with his hands, so he just lets them grab and clutch at whatever they can reach; Loki's tunic, hair, the couch cushions, his own dress and robe. His eyes are fluttering open and shut as he writhes against his husband, snakes winding and constricting around Loki's legs, hips jerking-
  453.  
  454. "L-Loki!! Ahh-!!" Well, it looks like if Gwyndolin weren't already going to be in need of a change of clothes, he is now... He just spunked right in his bloomers thanks to Loki's loving ministrations, his legs first crunching up, and then flexing out, snakes writhing and hissing loudly, spine arching and head tipping back as he cries out in alarmed pleasure.
  455.  
  456. itsAlana04/07/2018
  457. Loki get a doki, watching Gwyndolin squirm and clutch and come from Loki's touch, and he kisses the side of his husband's neck, breathing a little hard himself. His breathing is not the only thing hard! (The other hard thing is his cock, still pressed against Gwyndolin through their clothes.) "Gwyndolin," he breathes, and flattens his hand out against Gwyndolin's thigh, nuzzling affectionately. "You looked and sounded so lovely..."
  458.  
  459. Gwyndolin can tell he's telling the truth, because Loki is deep in bonertown, and he's maybe trying his best not to grind up against his husband right now and not doing a great job. He-- look, he's very gay, and there's this lovely plush rump right here. and he could maybe grind against his husband until he came...
  460.  
  461. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  462. Gwyndolin feels kinda gross and sweaty and especially kinda icky in his undies, but, right now... he doesn't really care. He's too busy nuzzling against Loki's temple and panting, gasping for breath as he comes down from what is most certainly the first orgasm of his life. He's left trembling against Loki, spent entirely as he steadily relaxes, melting into the couch, even his snakes all going limp, even as a few remain still tangled and wound around his husband's legs... And speaking of his husband, he can feel Loki grinding against his rear through both their clothes, and it's an extremely odd but certainly intimately exhilarating experience, and he starts to lay kisses wherever his lips can reach, a hand finally finding itself at Loki's neck, and sliding sweetly, tiredly, into his hair to pet through the strands...
  463.  
  464. "My dear Loki..." He purrs, voice barely above a whisper, "My sweet, Lucky Loki..."
  465.  
  466. itsAlana04/07/2018
  467. Loki makes a quiet noise at the hand in his hair, tipping hie head into it like a cat into pettings, and mumbles, "Did doing what came naturally suit you, my dear?" Heehee, came. "I didn't mean to go so far, but you seemed to be enjoying it...."
  468. did he do good? c:
  469.  
  470. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  471. Gwyndolin hums and smiles sweetly, nuzzling and smooching at Loki as he cards his fingers daintily through his husbands hair. "I believe it did..." He says with a soft sigh, all melty and relaxed now in his post-orgasm bliss. "You coaxed my nerves away, and made me feel wonderful... I am glad I trusted you."
  472.  
  473. Loki did VERY good! And as a reward, Gwyndolin shifts his hips a bit, to try and aid in Loki's grinding, thouhg not by much, tired as he is.
  474.  
  475. itsAlana04/07/2018
  476. Ohhh. Oh, good, thank you, Gwyndolin-- he was trying not to offend, but now he feels that, perhaps, Gwyndolin wouldn't mind if he rubbed and thrust up against him, making happy noises against Gwyndolin's neck, kissing and nuzzling--nnngh-- he's not going to last long, it's been too long and he's all wound up from having his husband coming in his arms, under his touch-- "I'm g-glad, too," he breathes, stuttering as he finds a rhythm, "like you, want you..."
  477.  
  478. Then Gwyndolin gets to feel to his husband's breathing on his neck, rough and fast, and feel his hand squeezing Gwyndolin's thigh, and hear each little moan and gasp of pleasure as his husband thrusts against his soft butt and thighs, apparently also being made to feel wonderful.
  479.  
  480. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  481. Gwyndolin would have felt quite rude to disallow it, after his husband had just lovingly jerked him off until he came! And in return, he gets to be told that someone likes him, *wants* him, ahhh, what a delightful show of thanks! He makes a delighted noise, happily petting Loki's hair as his husband finds himself a rhythm...
  482.  
  483. And then, ohhh, now it's Gwyndolin's turn to get to watch and listen to his husband squirm and pant and gasp and moan with pleasure, and he hadn't realized how... thrilling it would be! He coos, and starts to whisper sweet things to his husband, telling him he's handsome and wonderful, his Lucky Loki, telling him he's doing well, showering him in encouragement. His snakes squeeze gently around Loki's legs, and his hips shift and grind just a bit, trying to coax his husband into joining him in post-coital bliss.
  484.  
  485. itsAlana04/07/2018
  486. Loki couldn't say which of those things helped him the most-- they're ALL wonderful, so good, being told how good he is, feeling the snakes around him, seeing his husband happy, feeling him move to help-- all of them are so good, and Gwyndolin needs to do them for only a short while before Loki cried out, low and gasping, and comes in his pants, his cock twitching against Gwyndolin through all their layers of clothes. Ahhh, that was-- that was good-- that was so good, so excellent--
  487.  
  488. Loki murmurs something incomprehensible and buries his face in his husband's neck, clinging to him, one hand still under his skirt and the other curling in the fabric of Gwyndolin's dress over his belly.
  489.  
  490. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  491. Gwyndolin makes further sweet, cooing, doting noises and encouragements when his husband reaches climax and beyond, and though he lets his hips come to rest, he still keeps petting a hand through Loki's hair, and his snakes still gently squeeze and unsqueeze Loki's legs as they cuddle...
  492.  
  493. "Mmmh..." He hums in delight, smiling gently and looking so terribly satisfied. "I was already planning to ask if I could have a bath this evening, but I think I must move my request up to much sooner than that..."
  494.  
  495. itsAlana04/07/2018
  496. His husband makes an agreeing noise, but makes no move to start the bath, or get out from being tangled in Gwyndolin, or really do anything but breath in the smell of his husband and slowly melt into the couch cushions.
  497.  
  498. ".... like you," he says, after a while, and nuzzles at his husband's neck before adding, "Liked that almost as much..." Gwyndolin: Officially better than sex!
  499.  
  500. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/07/2018
  501. Gwyndolin makes a slightly overwhelmed noise, and shifts so that he can roll over to better face Loki, to curl his arms around him and snuggle him and make delighted noises at him... "I like you," He counters, "That was incredible, and I am so happy to have had you to show it to me... I am so happy to have met you, my Loki."
  502.  
  503. itsAlana04/09/2018
  504. Loki makes a noise like someone in love, and snuggles into his Gwyndolin's collarbones, hands settling on his back. "Could show you more, later," he says, voice soft and muffled against Gwyndolin's skin, and lays a couple kisses against its cool softness, "if it would please you..."
  505.  
  506. Ohhh, he already wants to show Gwyndolin more-- later-- and he makes a sweet, breathless noise of happiness against his husband, thinking of how wonderful that's going to be.
  507.  
  508. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  509. "I might..." He murmurs, nuzzling adoringly into Loki's soft, dark hair, carding a hand through it again. He's just a little nervous about it, despite what they'd just done, but he's certain it's his own sense of decorum getting to him. He's so very glad he decided to just trust Loki, to allow things to happen without having to think and deliberate, with the option to stop at any time on the table. When he doesn't have to think about it, it's so much easier. He's certain all his trepidation and unsureness otherwise has less to do with his own desires, and more to do with inhibitions that had been ingrained into him for his entire life. It's... possibly one of the few times he's realized how his own desires may skew from what is expected of him.
  510.  
  511. He lays a few kisses to Loki's hair, cooing softly, and then continues, "But I think, first, I would rather soak in the bath. I sorely need one, now... I feel a bit soiled."
  512.  
  513. itsAlana04/09/2018
  514. Loki laughs, softly, and slowly untangles his arms from around his handsome husband, leaving the rest of the untangling up to Gwyndolin's snakes. "Would you like me to join you, or should I wait my turn?" he asks, his cleaner fingers finding Gwyndolin's cheek and caressing it. Loki looks and feels sleepy and stated and happy, looking at his husband's lovely face, knowing that this is his... forever... what a treasure, what a lovely husband, what a lovely life he has ahead of him...
  515.  
  516. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  517. Gwyndolin flushes, and giggles a bit nervously, and turns his eyes away shyly... turning his face to nuzzle into Loki's fingers. "Perhaps... I think now would be the surest time to test such waters." He says, and then giggles a bit, "Rather literally, it seems!"
  518.  
  519. itsAlana04/09/2018
  520. Loki laughs, softly, and kisses his husband on the temple. "Then let the waters be tested-- once you move so I can get up, my sweet Gwyndolin... Then I'll draw the bath, and get you all sorts of soaps and oils and conditioners, and we can soak together." He nuzzles his husband's temple, then very, very gently pushes at him, not enough to actually move him, just to suggest he get out of the way.
  521.  
  522. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  523. Gwyndolin sighs, and gives such a cute little grunt as he shifts and slooowly pushes himself upright, snakes sliding onto the floor before him, and then another little noise as he shifts onto his snakes a bit awkwardly. "Oh... Ew." He grimaces, though his back is facing Loki. "... I pity the servants meant to wash my clothes. This feels gruesome."
  524.  
  525. Cum in your bloomers is a very new experience for him and it's slimy and gross. :(
  526.  
  527. itsAlana04/09/2018
  528. A low chuckle breaks out of Loki as he sits up, and he tells him, warmly and looking up at his back with sparkling green eyes, "Next time, I'll make sure to disrobe you completely, my handsome husband."
  529.  
  530. Then he levers himself to his feet, and passes Gwyndolin, with a touch to his uncovered hair (he's so lovely...) on his way through the bedroom and to the bath, a beckoning hand prompting Gwyndolin to follow him.
  531.  
  532. By the time Gwyndolin reaches the bathroom, Loki will have water running into the massive basin in the back of the bathroom, cascading in an arching crystal sheet from the wall and steaming gently as Loki shuffles through a cabinet of bathing supplies. "Would you rather smell of roses," Loki asks, over his shoulder, "or of herbs, my handsome husband?"
  533.  
  534. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  535. Gwyndolin flushes a bit dramatically at Loki being just so *considerate* (read: very flirtatious), and his fingertips find his lips as he goes all bashful, watching Loki retreat into the bedroom... After a moment, he follows, slithering after his husband to follow him to the bathroom, and then pauses near the sinks to watch a moment, smiling. "Rose scents sound delightful."
  536.  
  537. He looks so lovely, even like this, somehow simultaneously disheveled and elegant. His braid has been loosened slightly, a lock or two escaped, his veil and circlet left behind, his robe loose and slipping from his shoulders and uneven under his rigid belt, and his dress beneath that loose in the collar, buttons at his upper back left undone.
  538.  
  539. He starts to prepare to undress, removing the sleeve garters and the rings that bind his robe's sleeves at his wrists. "I would request thy assistance in undoing the clasps of my belt." He asks quietly, as the sleeves of the rob hang curtained and loose now.
  540.  
  541. itsAlana04/09/2018
  542. Especially like this, Loki might say-- he loves the signs of his touch on Gwyndolin, how he's all rucked up and loosened up and kissed-- and he smiles. saying, "Just a moment, dear husband," and tipping a bottle of something viscous and pearly, delicate pink over the filling tub until a good half-cup is in the water, which immediately begins to fill with the palest pink rose-scented fizz, tiny bubbles all across the surface like the water had become champagne. He returns the bottle to the cabinet, closes it, and goes to his husband, to unfasten the belt, and also maybe push aside his hair and kiss the back of his neck.
  543.  
  544. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  545. Gwyndolin looks utterly fascinated when the bathwater starts to foam, eyes widening slightly as he slithers just a bit closer, leaning forward slightly with an intrigued, "Ohh..!" as Loki approaches to undo the clasps at the back of his belt for him. Ah, but then he is distracted because there's lips at the back of his neck, and he shivers slightly, giggling softly before looking over his shoulder to smile at his husband.
  546.  
  547. "Thou art terribly affectionate." He says softly, and takes his belt to set it on the sink counter he stands near, before he starts to let his robe slip and fall from his shoulders and arms, nothing to stop it from falling to the floor and leaving him in his slightly rumpled gown with it's undone buttons.
  548.  
  549. itsAlana04/09/2018
  550. "You are terribly kissable," Loki says, eyes crinkling at the corners, and leans in to kiss Gwyndolin's cheek before setting about helping him out of his dress. This is maybe an excuse to brush his fingers over Gwyndolin's back and nuzzle his neck gently, but really, who can blame him when his husband is Gwyndolin?
  551.  
  552. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  553. "Well, good. Because I do not mind having a terribly affectionate husband." He purrs, and allows Loki to help him out of his dress, so that it can be left aside and leave Gwyndolin in his underwear, back mostly bare and certainly free for touchings. Ah, but he's still left in his simple laced up bra and bloomers, the latter of which he'd surely like to be out of when they're a bit icky from his earlier orgasm.
  554.  
  555. "Couldst thou assist with my brassiere once more...?" Gwyndolin does seem to struggle with things fastened behind him it seems.
  556.  
  557. itsAlana04/09/2018
  558. Loki hums, and strokes his fingers up and down Gwyndolin's spine, then steps back so he can see what he's doing as he unlaces the bra-- and while he's at it, once it's been freed from Gwyndolin's body, he helps with the bloomers, unlacing one side for Gwyndolin. Soon he'll have one entirely naked husband all to himself!! How wonderful!!!
  559.  
  560. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  561. Gwyndolin is starting to get a bit shy now, despite all that they've done so far, hesitantly pulling his undone bra from his chest to set it aside with his belt, head tipped down bashfully, and holding his arms loosely over his chest- not really hiding much but the idea is there.
  562.  
  563. As Loki starts to unlace his bloomers, though, Gwyndolin gently bites his lower lip... and scoots back a bit, his bare back to Loki's chest, leaning against him just a bit, so that Loki's arms rest against his sides while undoing the laces of his bloomers.
  564.  
  565.  
  566. Loki may have given him a handjob earlier, but he still has yet to actually see Gwyndolin's junk- last time Gwyndolin changed his bloomers, he was facing away from Loki. It will be the first time Loki can lay eyes on his husband's cock and balls, small and undeveloped as they might be...
  567.  
  568. itsAlana04/09/2018
  569. Sweet, shy Gwyndolin! Loki takes his lean easily, and ducks his head to kiss his shoulder, eyes closed, clever fingers working to unlace his bloomers and dropping them to one side, so that the come in them doesn't stain any other clothes. "Hello, my handsome husband," he says, nuzzling his neck, body warm and still full-clothed against Gwyndolin's back. "You should go get into the bath-- do you need help?" The water is near the rim of the basin, and doesn't seem to be getting any higher, despite the sheet still pouring in. Asgardian magic, or engineering, or just clever plumbing. The steps down are rather steep, especially for someone with snake feet, but Gwyndolin can probably just stretch his snakes out and step right in, then sink down into the warmth and the rose-scented fizz.
  570.  
  571. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  572. Gwyndolin makes little soft, shy noises as Loki kisses and nuzzles his shoulder and neck while finally getting his husband truly nude under his hands, said husband clearly very shy and bashful and, certainly, very nervous about it...
  573.  
  574. "I am sure I could handle myself... but," He finds one of Loki's hands with his own, delicately sliding his hand over it, to gently take hold. "My legs feel rather uneven. I would appreciate the assistance..."
  575.  
  576. itsAlana04/09/2018
  577. Loki nods, and moves to walk with Gwyndolin, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, so he can help his husband into the bath, glancing at his face and unable to keep a smile off his own.
  578.  
  579. Once Gwyndolin is settled, Loki kneels beside the bath, and kisses the top of his head, then stands and takes a step back, to strip out of his own clothes. And if Gwyndolin wants to watch him, well, LOKI has no shame about his body, not when he's with someone he likes....
  580.  
  581. Away goes the slippers and tunics, then the shirt, then the belt and the trousers, and then his own underwear, the last tossed to join Gwyndolin's... and then there is a very nude, very handsome Loki, pale-skinned and dark-haired, with sparse fuzz on his chest and a darker trail leading down to his own equipment... did Gwyndolin know that some guys have treasure trails? Now he does!
  582.  
  583. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  584. Gwyndolin appreciates Loki's help as he slithers into the bath, letting some of his weight go to the support of Loki's hand until he's safely in the water- and what a sight that must be, a beautiful Gwyndolin, his braid floating on the surface, bare breasts above the water, surrounding by swimming snakes keeping their heads above water, some basking on the floor surrounding the basin.
  585.  
  586. Gwyndolin smiles at the kiss, and pulls his braid in front of his shoulder so that he can begin to unravel it, as he... maybe glances shyly over at Loki. He watches a bit curiously as the layers come off, until the trousers come off, where he starts to repeatedly glance away with overwhelming shyness... but each time, after a second or two, those bashful moonlight eyes peer back through silvery lashes over pink cheeks, until he lays those eyes on his naked husband at last... and promptly looks away, hands at his cheeks, thoroughly overwhelmed with shyness and modesty, his braid left half unwoven.
  587.  
  588. Gwyndolin has never seen a treasure trail before! He did not, in fact, know about this fact! And now he does!
  589.  
  590. itsAlana04/09/2018
  591. Loki can't help his smile as he goes to the cabinet, gathering up some bottles, and comes to the bath, setting them on the rim and then stepping down in with Gwyndolin, carefully avoiding snakes as he goes. "I have hair products you can borrow, if you want them," he says, and settles down close enough to his husband to hold hands-- if Gwyndolin wishes to touch more, he certainly can, but Loki isn't going to push it. They have all the time in the universe to work up to snuggling nakedly in the water, after all... "Or we can just soak for a while," he says, hand seeking out Gwyndolin's under the water, eyes admiring his cute husband and his pink face.
  592.  
  593. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/09/2018
  594. Gwyndolin doesn't look at Loki again, busying himself once more with unraveling his hair as he blushes hard... until Loki is in the bath beside him, and seeking out a hand... Gwyndolin accepts that hand to hold, interlacing his fingers with Loki's, smiling sweetly over at his husband while carding his other hand through his finally loose hair. "Perhaps in a bit," He says softly as his long hair spreads out around him in the water, like floating strands of silver. "I would certainly prefer to soak first, if thou dost not mind. I am feeling quite... relaxed, following our, ah... earlier activities."
  595.  
  596. itsAlana04/23/2018
  597. Loki looks pleased as a cat with cream on its whiskers (which is perhaps a future goal for him, if you know what i mean), and says, very sweetly and with sparkling green eyes, "You should let me know anytime you need help relaxing." Please let Loki get Gwyndolin off anytime he wants!!
  598.  
  599. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/23/2018
  600. Gwyndolin blushes rather deeply at the offer, and looks away shyly. After a moment, he says, softly, still playing with his own hair, "... I did not know my body could do that."
  601.  
  602. itsAlana04/23/2018
  603. Loki... muffles some anger at Lord Gwyn, his smiling mouth flattening out for a moment in an unhappy expression, but flickering back to smiling as he lifts his husband's hand out of the water and kisses his damp knuckles. "I'm torn between being sad that you didn't get a chance to learn before now, my dear husband, and proud that I got to help you find out," he murmurs. "I'd... also be happy to help you figure out what else your body can do..."
  604.  
  605. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/23/2018
  606. Gwyndolin, thankfully, was still looking away from Loki's face, and didn't have to see the displeasure that crossed it. When he does look, it's when Loki is already back to smiling, and kissing his knuckles, making Gwyndolin smile, too. "I had thought, underdeveloped as I was, I would not... That... *it* would not... function?" He gets all sheepish, clearly feeling weird talking about his junk. "It was new and strange... but certainly enjoyable, if alarming."
  607.  
  608. itsAlana04/23/2018
  609. Loki kisses his fingers some more, thoughtfully. "It-- may I be frank?-- it, perhaps, didn't.. function as much as others I've known, but if I could bring you pleasure by touching it, then it's more than functional enough to count, in my opinion." Gently, he pulls himself closer to Gwyndolin, dropping his hand and instead curling an arm around his waist, nuzzling in to his husband's shoulder. "I want you to feel pleasure. I want you to feel wonderful. And I'd rather like to keep being the one who makes you feel those things, I think."
  610.  
  611. Loki that's pretty gay!
  612.  
  613. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/23/2018
  614. Gwyndolin bites his lip, being VERY blush and VERY gay, even as Loki points out that his dick still only half works. "I did not think... it would be, but, ah, 'tis still much more than I would have expected." Still, he's flattered by Loki's insistence, and leans closer, to nuzzle his nose against his husband's and press a kiss to his lips. "I think I would certainly like to allow thee to be the one who causes me to feel such things in the future, as well."
  615.  
  616. Gwyndolin, that's also pretty gay!
  617.  
  618. itsAlana04/23/2018
  619. Loki sighs, happily, and murmurs, "How wonderful, that our wishes are the same!" Also that their levels of gay are the same! Loki kisses back, cuddling even closer-- and now Gwyndolin has his skin pressed to Loki's, all along their sides, water the only thing between them and even that making way for Gwyndolin and Loki to make contact. It's the first time so much of their skin has touched, and it's definitely the first time Loki has put his bare hand on Gwyndolin's belly, and certainly the first time he's nudged their bare thighs together, his warm and surprisingly firmly muscled for how slender his build is.
  620.  
  621. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/23/2018
  622. Gwyndolin feels mighty shy the more and more of their skin touches, but... But he tells himself, when Loki literally had his hand on Gwyndolin's cock not so long ago, isn't nakedly cuddling in the bath actually slightly less high on the physical intimacy ladder? At least, that's what he tries to tell himself, as his face floods with warmth, and he nervously squeezes Loki's hand... The bathwater itself is warm, yet Gwyndolin can still feel the warmth of Loki's skin against his own.
  623.  
  624. "... Thou art still sure I am not behaving shamelessly?" He asks out of the blue, for the umpteenth time.
  625.  
  626. itsAlana04/23/2018
  627. Loki laughs, softly, and says, "I hope you are shameless! Why should you feel shame when your husband likes you and wants to touch you, wants to kiss you and make you feel wonderful?" He kisses Gwyndolin's cheek, and his chin, and his jaw, and his voice softens to sweetness. "I don't think you're behaving in a shameful way at all, dear Gwyndolin. I think you deserve some wonderful feelings for how long you've gone without them."
  628.  
  629. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/23/2018
  630. Ahhh, Gwyndolin can't help but melt under all that affection, the kisses to his face, the sweet sound of Loki's voice... He just has to nuzzle at his husband in return, plant some sweet little shy kisses of his own, hold Loki's hand in both of his own. "'Tis true I hath been chaste for a very, very long time," He says, slightly cool breath against Loki's skin, "And I find myself looking forwarding to more... more of *that*, with thee, Loki."
  631.  
  632. itsAlana04/23/2018
  633. With a very, very pleased sound, Loki nudges his nose alongside Gwyndolin's, and murmurs, "You may have more anytime you wish, my dear, handsome, wonderful husband. You may have more of anything you want, for I like you very, very, very much, and I treasure your happiness already."
  634.  
  635. Who knew the God of Lies was a big gay sap????
  636.  
  637. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/23/2018
  638. Apparently, the way to get the God of Lies to be honest is to get him to be sappy and gay! Who knew?
  639.  
  640. Regardless, it all makes Gwyndolin very flattered and quite flustered and he smiles quite a bit. "I think," He starts, tapping his delicate fingers on Loki's hand, "That I want for thee to, perhaps... wash my hair for me?"
  641.  
  642. itsAlana04/26/2018
  643. Loki would be absolutely DE LIGH TED to wash Gwyndolin's hair, and he says, "I would be absolutely delighted to wash your hair, my dear husband!" before kissing Gwyndolin's cute soft lips. "Does it need any special care, to keep it so silky and lovely? Or should any cleansing and conditioning potions I have on hand do the trick for you, my dear?"
  644.  
  645. Pardon him while he weaves his fingers in Gwyndolin's hair and strokes and pets and plays with it, having clearly wanted to do so since they got into the bath and waited only until he had an excuse to get handsy.
  646.  
  647. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  648. Gwyndolin makes a soft, pleased noise at the kiss, and then sits back, and smiles, and... there is very much a smugness to that smile for a moment, as he very clearly knew Loki would be so eager to answer his request, and then it fades to just a gentle smile.
  649.  
  650. "I am sure whatever soaps thy people make is plenty adequate." He says, comfortably watching his husband play with his long, silken wet hair.
  651.  
  652. itsAlana04/26/2018
  653. Gwyndolin is also going to get to watch his husband rub his face in Gwyndolin's hair, and murmur, "Maybe I'll clean it with my face, so that I can touch the second most lovely, soft, wonderful thing in the universe with kisses."
  654.  
  655. Loki is a little head over heels. Also, Gwyndolin might want to ask what the first most lovely-soft-wonderful thing is!
  656.  
  657. With a nuzzle to Gwyndolin's scalp, Loki pulls slightly away, smiling a little dreamily as he gathers up one of the bottles from the edge of the basin. "But I think soaps and potions might be more effective..."
  658.  
  659. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  660. Gwyndolin's pale cheeks go quite pink, and he giggles bashfully. "Thou may do that both before or after my hair is washed, but I do not think the act itself would adequately clean my hair." He says, with a gently teasing tone, his smile warm and delighted. "But, may I ask, if my hair is only the second most lovely, soft, and wonderful thing in the universe, what might be the first?"
  661.  
  662. itsAlana04/26/2018
  663. Laughing slightly, Loki nods in agreement, and says, "I think there's much to be adored about lathering a potion through your hair, too; so I might as well do that." He dollops a generous amount of gently lemon-scented, cream-like shampoo into his palm, and after setting the bottle back on the edge, he uses his undolloped hand to scoop some warm water up over Gwyndolin's hair, dampening it to the roots. "And the first most wonderful, soft, and lovely thing is your face, of course," he says, with a smile, green eyes bright as he waits for Gwyndolin to blush even pinker (as he surely will).
  664.  
  665. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  666. Loki's prediction is quite accurate, that clever mastermind, as Gwyndolin's absolutely blushes pinker! "Oh, I do hope I can grow used to thy terrible flattery, lest I burst before our honeymoon ends!" Poor Gwyndolin! Doomed to suffer from a husband that adores him and wants to compliment him bunches. He huffs and pouts a little dramatically as he tips his head back, to better allow Loki to lather the shampoo into his hair and scalp.
  667.  
  668. And he does have an awful lot of hair, with the length that it is... It's no wonder he may have wished to ask for help, for more reason than just wanting to see Loki eager to comply.
  669.  
  670. itsAlana04/26/2018
  671. Loki's eyes sparkle even brighter and greener, and he leans close, and murmurs, low and intimate, "Oh, I wouldn't mind if I made you burst again." His fingers are wound in Gwyndolin's hair, and his lips find the corner of his handsome husband's delicate jaw, and he makes a very low, eager noise.... then pulls back, and gets back to lathering, fingers warm and gentle. "But I'll let you have a little bit more rest first, dear, wonderful Gwyndolin!"
  672.  
  673. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  674. Gwyndolin GASPS, a hand shooting from the water to cover his mouth in scandal and shock, eyes gone wide as his face flushes horribly. "Oh, Loki!" He blurts, voice going a bit high. Goodness, his husband is awfully naughty! But the closeness, the lips at his jaw, the noise Loki makes, the way his fingers are tangled in Gwyndolin's hair... He shivers slightly, and murmurs, "Thou art terrible, to tease me so..!"
  675.  
  676. He doesn't really mean it, though, and he just pouts and sits in fluster, still with his fingers against his lips as Loki continues to work the shampoo into his hair, starting to melt into it... Ahhh, it's been a while since he last had someone help him with his hair, and he missed how soothing it could be, his eyelids drooping slightly.
  677.  
  678. itsAlana04/26/2018
  679. With a little chuckle, Loki asks, voice bright and easy and conversational, "Didn't they tell you your husband was a wicked man? One who might do terrible, terrible things to you? Or are you just finding out now, my poor, innocent husband?" He could work his hands through Gwyndolin's hair all day... but it's getting to be pretty well lathered, so he gently puts his fingers under Gwyndolin's chin, and mumurs, "Keep your head back, so none gets in your eyes, dear husband!" before gently scooping water over the beautiful moonlight strands, rinsing away the shampoo in a wave of fresh-smelling suds across the surface of the bath.
  680.  
  681. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  682. "All I heard is that thou wert a bit of a tramp." He says, casually repeating a sentiment from a day earlier. But it sounds like he is at least less upset by it than he was previously. Or, at least, isn't actively upset... "But I did not think that would have much to do with how thou art smothering me in thy wicked whims!"
  683.  
  684. That part, certainly, is teasing, a slight smirk on Gwyndolin's face as he dutifully tips his head back, nose up, certainly not wishing to have any suds in his pretty eyes. "That smells lovely, by the way..."
  685.  
  686. itsAlana04/26/2018
  687. "I cannot deny the truth," Loki says, with a smile, "but don't you think it's nice to have a husband who's shamelessly trying to seduce you with flattery~? I'd think it was nice, though, perhaps, not quite as nice as having a husband so handsome you can't help but flatter him..."
  688.  
  689. He presses a kiss to Gwyndolin's cheekbone, and rinses the last of the suds out of his hair, and says, "Only lovely-smelling things touch my hair, as it happens. You may not know this, but I can be terribly vain..."
  690.  
  691. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  692. Loki's further flattery receive a slightly petulant little whine in response, Gwyndolin's cheeks still clearly terribly pink, even as he crosses his arms in the water. Ahhh, but then his hair is sud-free, and Gwyndolin tips his head back down, and looks over his shoulder at Loki with a slightly sly smile. "I may have taken some notice, yes." He says, a teasing tone to his voice, "Although, I would say, 'tis not unearned..."
  693.  
  694. Gwyndolin thinks you're handsome!
  695.  
  696. itsAlana04/26/2018
  697. Loki turns a little pink himself, but he can't help but grin at Gwyndolin, and cup his smiling face in damp hands, and say, "But surely you've earned even more vanity than I have!" before kissing Gwyndolin, the touch of his lips gentle and adoring on the petal-softness of Gwyndolin's mouth, and murmurs, "For you're the most handsome, lovely, kissable man in all the realms of the universe, dear Gwyndolin... you should be bursting at the seams with how vain you deserve to be. Like a peacock, showing off his dazzling feathers..."
  698.  
  699. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/26/2018
  700. "I would have to say I disagree, but I am sure thou wilt eagerly argue with me on that point for the rest of the day if I do, so I will simply keep my mouth shut." He says, his cheeks growing redder and redder all over again, eyes looking bashfully down at the bathwater, lemony suds mingling with rosy foam. "I am much too tired at the moment to argue such things. But I would happily accept more kisses, or more of thy hands in my hair..."
  701.  
  702. itsAlana04/29/2018
  703. "Perhaps both?" Loki suggests, and grins at Gwyndolin, moving to straddle his lap and reaching past him to take another bottle, dumping something rose-scented into his hands and stroking them from Gwyndolin's hairline to his shoulders, coating his silken hair in conditioner. Then he kisses Gwyndolin, delightedly, nipping at his husband's lower lip, hands working through the length of Gwyndolin's hair, making all his husband's dreams come true.
  704.  
  705. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  706. "Ah!" Gwyndolin was expecting just... nuzzly kisses and clever hands winding in his hair, but instead he's quite surprised to suddenly have a Loki in his lap, straddling him, and stroking conditioner-coated hands through his hair- and, finally, kissing him. The nip is a further surprise, though, and Loki receives a muffled squeak in return, followed by a shiver as his eyes fall shut... Golly! He likes this, actually! "Mmhh..."
  707.  
  708. Dainty arms wrap loosely around Loki's middle, Gwyndolin happily relaxing as he receives these smooches and little nibbles and his husband working conditioner into his wet hair, and he sighs happily through his nose, gladly kissing back...
  709.  
  710. itsAlana04/29/2018
  711. Loki... well, he's not quite getting hard, he's a god but he's no Thor, but he thinks if he spent long enough doing this, being so close and kissing so much and hearing Gwyndolin's sweet little noises, he would be able to wield his hammer again, if you know what I mean.
  712.  
  713. (The hammer is, of course, his penis.)
  714.  
  715. And, ahh, seeing Gwyndolin blush is possibly one of his new favorite hobbies, so he murmurs, conditioner-slick hands rubbing Gwyndolin's scalp gently, "Oh, dear, if I spend too much time doing this, we'll need to take another bath after this one. How are you so handsome, dear husband?"
  716.  
  717. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  718. Completely on cue, Gwyndolin flushes deeply, lashes fluttering as he looks utterly embarrassed and slightly scandalized- but definitely with a thrilling rush of desire for more, whether he acknowledges it or not. "Goodness!!" He says, and turns his face away shyly, "Thou art insatiable, husband!"
  719.  
  720. itsAlana04/29/2018
  721. Loki laughs, softly, and says, "It's true. I could do wicked things with you all day, my handsome, handsome, blushing spouse, to see your cheeks turn red and hear your voice make those absolutely *addictive* sounds." Will Gwyndolin make one of those wonderful noises if Loki nibbles his earlobe?
  722.  
  723. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  724. He will! He'd opened his mouth to say something in response to Loki's flirtatious teasing, only to be surprised by lips and gentle teeth at his earlobe, replacing his words first with a short, sharp gasp, and then a whimper that sounds far too pleased to be one of upset...! "Ah...! L-Loki..." He whines his husbands name, and hugs his arms a bit tighter around Loki's waist. "... I fear if we proceed once again, I may become far too tired to last the rest of the day."
  725.  
  726. itsAlana04/29/2018
  727. "Ahh, so I should save it for after dinner?" he suggests, breath warm on Gwyndolin's ear, voice warm and a little wicked but-- but mostly warm, so warm, he's melting inside with warmth for his new husband. "Perhaps to help you sleep well tonight?" His hands wander down, under the water, skimming down his husband's back, to rest at his waist as Loki kisses his neck, thumbs rubbing his sides.
  728.  
  729. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  730. Gwyndolin whimpers again, and tips his head down so very bashfully, Loki's sweet, demure husband... "I... Perhaps." He murmurs, almost a whisper, his cheeks still so very pink, especially as Loki's touches and kisses give him shivers. "... You truly do desire me so?"
  731.  
  732. Yes, he still has to ask.
  733.  
  734. itsAlana04/29/2018
  735. "Yes," Loki breathes, and nuzzles into Gwyndolin's neck, arms tightening around his husband, pressing them close together--bare chest to bare chest, Loki's slender muscles firm against Gwyndolin's soft curves, Loki's just-stirring cock just, like, RIGHT THERE, TOUCHING GWYNDOLIN? Gwyndolin is free to die when he notices.
  736.  
  737. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  738. Gwyndolin takes a few moments to notice- mostly because he's a little busy feeling close to being overwhelmed that his husband would answer with such a heated confirmation, breathless and nuzzling and holding him tight, and Gwyndolin is still struggling to comprehend being so desired. But then he notices Loki's cock, mostly because it's poking him in the bellybutton with his husband straddling his lap like this, and it dawns on him what that is, and that it signifies just *how much* his husband evidently desires him. "Ah-!"
  739.  
  740. He flushes so deeply all over again, and just- promptly ducks his head in, to hide his face against Loki's shoulder as he holds his husband tight, both mortified and incredibly flattered and slightly turned on.
  741.  
  742. itsAlana04/29/2018
  743. Loki holds Gwyndolin, and is held by Gwyndolin, their bodies entwined in a closeness Loki had craved and needed and missed for a long, long time-- but he cannot stay there forever, and he murmurs, "I like you very, very much," mouth against Gwyndolin's skin, "but we should probably finish our bath before dinner." Pulling back, he gives Gwyndolin a smile that's teetering between wry and overwhelmed, and directs, "Tilt your head back so I can rinse your hair again, my dear?"
  744.  
  745. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  746. Gwyndolin whimpers against Loki's shoulder just before his husband pulls away, leaving Gwyndolin looking very red and a little bit awestruck, a slight tremble to his form, moonlight eyes sparkling gently as he looks up at Loki through his silver lashes. "A-Ah... Of course." It took him a moment to respond, perhaps a little slowed by a similar overwhelmed feeling, but he does as asked as the trembling subsides, tiling his head back, hair pooling further around him as it floats in the water, and his eyes shut tight.
  747.  
  748. itsAlana04/29/2018
  749. Loki scoops water over Gwyndolin's scalp, and follows the water's paths with his fingers in his husband's hair, and can't help but lean in and kiss his husband's lifted chin-- but he collects himself again, and scoops a little more water, and then pushes out of his husband's lap. "There you go," he murmurs, catching a hand and lifting it out of the water to kiss, "your hair is all cleaned and conditioned." Now Loki has two options-- to shampoo and condition his own hair, or...
  750.  
  751. "... Would you like to wash mine?" he asks, a little shyly.
  752.  
  753. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  754. Gwyndolin's tightly shut eyes relax slightly at the kiss, as the conditioner is rinsed from his hair, until it's left wet and sleek and clean, all his hair pushed back away from his face, leaving his forehead and ears bare, face bright as he tips his head back down to smile at his husband as his hand is kissed. "I look forward to seeing how Asgardian balms suit my hair and skin-" He starts to say, before he's met with Loki's surprisingly shy question, and Gwyndolin looks at him with mild surprise, before smiling with a soft eagerness and saying, "Yes, Yes I would."
  755.  
  756. Now it's his turn to reach for the very same shampoo that had just been used on his own hair, pouring into his palm a less generous amount than was needed for his own hair.
  757.  
  758. itsAlana04/29/2018
  759. Loki is inordinately pleased-- he... he hasn't always had lovers that had hands that could wash his hair at all, nor lovers that would wish to wash his hair, indulge in the vanity of potions and balms and oils and beauty routines, and Gwyndolin's smile is filling him with more warmth yet, pinking his cheeks and making his feel absolutely like he might float away on a breeze, his heart is inflating so much.
  760.  
  761. He dunks his head back, to wet his hair, and turns to let Gwyndolin shampoo him, back to his husband. "Thank you," he murmurs, softly, and warmly, and ready for the touch of Gwyndolin's hands.
  762.  
  763. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  764. Gwyndolin answers Loki's thanks with a very pleased noise, that bright, eager smile refusing to leave his sweet face, eyes shining with delight. The moment Loki is settled with his back to Gwyndolin, he's met with Gwyndolin's shampoo-slicked hands swiping over his hair first, coating the surface, and then working delicate, gentle fingers into it, combing it into the strands, fingertips against his scalp... And once he's satisfied that Loki's hair is thoroughly coated in the stuff, he starts to lather, curling his fingers as he scrubs the hair and into the scalp- he doesn't use his nails, but his first knuckles instead, leaving the scrubbing very gentle but certainly serviceable.
  765.  
  766. He starts to hum as he works, too, sweet and soft and a shadow of his proper singing voice but certainly still terribly pleasing to the ears.
  767.  
  768. itsAlana04/29/2018
  769. Loki could melt, honestly, just from the feel of Gwyndolin's incredible, perfect, gentle hands, treating him so kindly, even before Gwyndolin begins to hum-- and then he does melt, a little, sighing softly as his eyes flutter closed and head moving easily under Gwyndolin's touch. Gwyndolin could drown Loki and Loki wouldn't complain, not with that sweet voice and those gentle hands...
  770.  
  771. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  772. Gwyndolin hums and works the lather through Loki's hair a minute or too longer- longer than really needed, but he's very much enjoying the feel of the shampoo-slicked strands in his fingers and the way Loki is melting under them.
  773.  
  774. He definitely doesn't drown Loki, but after finally deciding this is enough, he coos a command with delicate fingers at the sides of Loki's head, directing him to lean back, to tip his head into the water directly, enough to dunk just his hair, so that Gwyndolin can comb his hands through the strands more, this time underwater, working the lather right back out.
  775.  
  776. He also maybe, once Loki's scalp is free of suds but he's still tipped back, leans down to peck a lil smooch to his husband's forehead before letting him go to sit back up.
  777.  
  778. itsAlana04/29/2018
  779. Pliable as room-temperature butter, Loki lets his hair be dunked, and his eyelashes flutter at the kiss, drawing out a little noise from him-- it's nearly as sweet as Gwyndolin's noises, and he lifts a hand to squeeze Gwyndolin's fingers, sharing a dazed smile with his husband before straightening back up.
  780.  
  781. "You're very good at this," he murmurs, "I'll fall asleep and drown in the bath if I relax much more."
  782.  
  783. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  784. "I washed thy hair as I usually wash mine own- only with a lot let hair to work with. Though I think thine is more novel, after a lifetime of mine own." He says simply, smiling happily. Loki's teasing complaint just makes Gwyndolin giggle, and he leans in to nuzzle and press a couple kisses to Loki's shoulder, before pulling away to reach for the conditioner next.
  785.  
  786. "Then wiggle thy toes to keep thee grounded in the world of the living." He says, pouring a bit of conditioner into his palm, "That is something people with toes can do, yes?"
  787.  
  788. itsAlana04/29/2018
  789. Loki shivers a little at the kisses, and wiggles his toes, and says, "Hmm, but my heart is so full of warmth-- if I wiggle too much, I might float away like a dandelion seed, never to be seen again." He glances over his shoulder, and smiles at Gwyndolin, surprisingly wide and sappy. "And then how will I tire you out after dinner? I'd doom you to a night of restless sleep if I wiggled too much..."
  790.  
  791. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  792. "Well, obviously, one would stop wiggling when not having his hair washed, and wiggle responsibly during." He says, between a few giggles, eyes sparkling. "To think my husband is so very silly."
  793.  
  794. He presses a kiss or three to Loki's cheek, before reaching out with his clean hand to nudge Loki into facing ahead, so that Gwyndolin can start to work the conditioner into his hair next, with much the same technique as before, minus the lathering. "... I quite like thy hair."
  795.  
  796. itsAlana04/29/2018
  797. "Ahhh, while your hands are in my hair to anchor me to this tub-- that makes sense," he says, with a truly silly amount of gravitas. "Feel free to tug me back down if I start drifting towards the ceiling, dear Gwyndolin."
  798.  
  799. And then there's more hair care, more soft, cool hands rubbing through Loki's hair, and Loki sighs, dreamily. "How lucky for me that you do! You may do this to it anytime the fancy takes you... though perhaps not in front of my father." Hmmmmm... "In front of my brother, so I might rub it in his face how much we like each other, that might be all right..."
  800.  
  801. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  802. "I am not terribly strong, but I promise to do my best to pull thee back down to the water should thee drift upwards." He says, voice full of stifled giggles at Loki's jokes. "After all, I could hardly rinse thy hair if thou art stuck up at the ceiling!"
  803.  
  804. It takes him just a minute longer to be satisfied with how thoroughly conditioned Loki's hair is, but he doesn't direct Loki to dunk just yet, waiting to let it set a bit. "Hm. In front of thy brother, but not thy father, then?" He asks, curious, "Might I ask why? Unless 'tis intrusive of me- I do not wish to be impudent."
  805.  
  806. itsAlana04/29/2018
  807. "You can be impudent at me," he says, softly, and turns, to wrap his arms around Gwyndolin and nuzzle their noses together, pressing close and affectionate. "And I don't... I don't wish for my father to see me all soft and in liking with you, dear Gwyndolin. He already... I'm already a disappointment, a non-warrior, magic-wielding son, but at least I am clever and loyal and vicious when he needs me to be." He tucks a wet strand of Gwyndolin's hair behind his ear, and cups his cheek. "My brother wouldn't think less of me for liking you very, very much, but it would be nice to make him see it, that I like you and you like me too."
  808.  
  809. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  810. Gwyndolin is at first all smiles and soft-eyed, happy to nuzzle right on back, and even press a little smooch or two to Loki's face... until he speaks of his father, of being a disappointment, and of not wanting to be seen getting on so well with Gwyndolin, and the moon god's face drops a bit. "I see... It seems we have yet more in common than I already knew." He says, quietly, "Dissappointing sorcerous sons."
  811.  
  812. He sighs, and frowns, his eyes turned away from his husband's face, his own tipped down. "Am I to assume, then, that thy father doth not care for me?" He asks, voice quiet, "Certainly I was aware I was to be a slight snub to thy house, deformed and unfavored that I am, but..."
  813.  
  814. itsAlana04/29/2018
  815. Loki blinks, and says, "I-- I haven't... I don't know. He might like you very much, my Gwyndolin, once he meets you. I certainly did." He kisses Gwyndolin's forehead, and says, "Perhaps that will be something we have in common, liking you very much." Loki really, really, really likes Gwyndolin, has he mentioned that? He frowns a little, though, and murmurs, "I'm sorry, I've brought down the mood, haven't I?" and cups his husband's face, turning it back towards him, to kiss Gwyndolin's nose and chin and lips. He's all soft and in liking, Gwyndolin, please don't be sad...
  816.  
  817. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  818. "And yet, thy wish is to hide just how much thou art fond of me from thy father." He says, and sighs. Gwyndolin is hardly sad, though, really. More... disappointed? A general sullenness about the whole thing, accepting the kisses with subdued enthusiasm. He nuzzles his nose to his husband's, and says, "'Tis fine. I am quite used to this, really. It is nothing spectacularly awful."
  819.  
  820. itsAlana04/29/2018
  821. "How much I am *fond*," he emphasizes, "even if I had married your brother, or one of my past lovers, or-- or just one of your very handsome snakes. 'Tis not you, 'tis... fear of my father seeing me weak-kneed for someone." He kisses Gwyndolin, soft and sweet, and murmurs, "Maybe dinner will be wonderful, and he'll be happy for us, and wouldn't think a thing of it if he saw me following you like a puppy in love, panting for a pat and kissing you every time our faces are close..."
  822.  
  823. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  824. Gwyndolin looks genuinely surprised at that- that, for once, the problem is not him. That it isn't that Loki would be embarrassed to be seen with him when it came to his father, but Loki's own fears of being weak before his father. A fear Gwyndolin can half-understand, although being weak before Gwyn was inescapable since his very birth. His heart hurts for Loki's fears, but the revelation lifts his spirits as well, knowing that the issue is, for once, not his own repulsiveness.
  825.  
  826. "I hope that he will be," He says, and finally smiles again, giving Loki some sweet little bunnykisses, "'Tis my wish for my husband to be happy..."
  827.  
  828. itsAlana04/29/2018
  829. Loki sighs, softly, and murmurs, voice softening, "Come to think of it, it would be very nice to be a puppydog, panting for your attention... being scratched behind the ears... having my belly rubbed... I don't think I've ever been a dog, but it might be nice to be one to wag my tail every time I looked at you." He hums! "Perhaps I could try it sometime, if you do not mind being kissed by a canine."
  830.  
  831. Potente Byrd Mæmes04/29/2018
  832. Gwyndolin giggles and presses a brief kiss to Loki's lips. "It sounds quite fun, but perhaps without the canine kisses." He says, and pulls back. "'Tis quite slobbery and... well, gross." He giggles more, and then brings his hands up to the sides of Loki's head, resting his knuckles at his husband's temples.
  833.  
  834. "But now, I think 'tis time to rinse thy hair out, wash away our remaining sweat and filth, and finish our bath." He commands softly, "Surely 'tis almost time for dinner."
  835.  
  836. itsAlana05/02/2018
  837. Loki melts, a little, under the command, and says, "Of course," smile lopsided and earnestly warm as he dunks his head back in the water, letting Gwyndolin rinse as much as he likes, and when he straightens again, his long, dark hair dripping, he just... smiles some more at Gwyndolin, face all soft and admiring for a few long moments before he collects himself. "Would you like a sponge? Or should I scrub you down myself, dear husband? Though I might linger terribly over every part of you I find lovely if you let me, and we'll be here until midnight..."
  838.  
  839. Potente Byrd Mæmes05/02/2018
  840. Gwyndolin's smile grows warmer as Loki obeys, and he earns another peck to his forehead as Gwyndolin rinses his hair out until he's just running his fingers through clean, smooth hair. Alas, he must take his hands away at some point and allow Loki to straighten up, only for his husband to just... smile at him. It makes Gwyndolin smile, too, warm and happy and his eyes sparkling gently, cheeks going slightly pink.
  841.  
  842. The moment passes, however, and Gwyndolin has to laugh softly, cheeks going pinker, shyly turning his eyes away. "For time's sake, I think it better that I wash myself, my husband." He says, and what goes unsaid is that he is very shy and just slightly overwhelmed by the suggestion of having his husband's hand roam all over his naked body, despite what they'd done earlier. "A sponge and soap would be nice, I am quite able to wash myself."
  843.  
  844. itsAlana05/02/2018
  845. Loki hums, and acquires a sponge and a beautiful bar of soap, creamy pink with flakes of rose petals and the faint smell of citrus and flowers, and offers them to his husband. "Perhaps later, I can find the time and an excuse to touch you all over," he murmurs, and kisses his husband's pink cheek.
  846.  
  847. Then he gets a sponge for himself, and another bar of soap, and sets about washing his body, which he is very unshy about and Gwyndolin is free to watch!
  848.  
  849. Potente Byrd Mæmes05/02/2018
  850. This is probably the most appropriate bar of soap for Gwyndolin, and could only have been made better with the rose petals replaced by lavender or something similar to Gwyndolin's favored aesthetic. But rose is also good. Loki's suggestion, though, leaves him quite flushed and very flattered and very very bashful, and he turns away just slightly as he starts to lather his sponge and wash himself...
  851.  
  852. And while he is shy, and too shy to watch Loki, he wouldn't stop his husband from, possibly, admiring Gwyndolin's form, soapy and soft and gently curved, watch the way soap slides across his pearly moonpale skin, down over his pretty, perky breasts... Or at least admire the fact that Gwyndolin gives every single one of his snakes a scrubbing to keep its scales shiny and clean.
  853.  
  854. itsAlana05/02/2018
  855. LOKI IS GAY AND THATS CUTE AND HE LOVES GWYNDOLIN AND HIS SNAKES
  856. itsAlana05/10/2018
  857. Loki is going to admire... he'd never really appreciated breasts before, but Gwyndolin's skin is so lovely, the soap bubbles iridescent over it, that it's hard not to appreciate all of him, even the parts that men don't commonly have. Other things might be trying to be hard, too, though Loki is trying to pay it no mind, and to not think of pulling his wet and soapy husband to him and rubbing against that very, very cute and very soft-looking rump.
  858.  
  859. "Ahhh, you're such a lovely sight," he sighs, as he finishes scrubbing himself, and hoists himself up to sit on the edge of the bath, body wet and exposed, his cock at half-mast as he regards Gwyndolin with adoring green eyes.
  860.  
  861. Potente Byrd Mæmes05/10/2018
  862. Gwyndolin starts to feel eyes on him, and starts to grow shier, but tries not to let him consume him, shutting his eyes and finishing his washing while he hears Loki moving about in the water. His eyes reopen when Loki's compliment comes, and turns his face ti his husband- only to blush deeply at the sight. The sight of Loki sitting there, pale asgardian skin wet and clean, beads of water glistening on lean muscle of a man built for cleverness more than brute strength, and no less powerful. The way his wet hair is stuck together, shining with water, plastered to his neck, the vibrancy of those stunning green eyes that seem to see only Gwyndolin... that flush of eager flesh peeking from his thighs, interest piqued. The air seems to vanish from Gwyndolin's lungs.
  863.  
  864. Gwyndolin shivers, and sinks swiftly down into the bathwater, for a multitude of reasons. Immense shyness and modesty at his bare body being so openly regarded. A need to rinse the soap from his skin. Seeking the warmth of the water as the flush of his blood at the surface of his skin affords him none. He fixes Loki with a bashful stare with just a touch of impetuousness, only half his face visible from the rose-scented foam that forms peaks and valleys over the water, before finally he rises again, body wet and clean and shimmering like the surface of the moon.
  865.  
  866. "No more a sight than thee." He breathes at last, and approaches the edge of the tub to climb out. "A towel, husband?"
  867.  
  868. itsAlana05/10/2018
  869. Loki can't help but smile at his husband's flush, and how he dips himself in the water, and emerges clean and lovely-- Loki offers his hands to help guide Gwyndolin out of the water, and says, "You flatter me, dear Gwyndolin, for surely I could not be as lovely as you are right now..."
  870.  
  871. Once Gwyndolin is safely out of the tub, Loki goes to gather up a towel for his husband (enjoy that cute godly butt, Gwyndolin!) and another for himself, the towels spun out of soft cotton, dyed the palest green and with white knots woven into their borders. Then he returns, and Gwyndolin can enjoy that cute godly full-frontal nudity before Loki unfurls a towel and drapes it around Gwyndolin's shoulders like a cloak, leans in and kisses his husband, and then steps back to start drying himself.
  872.  
  873. Potente Byrd Mæmes05/10/2018
  874. Gwyndolin's shyness shows itself in the way his shoulders stay close together like he's resisting the urge to hug himself tight, the way his chin stays down, the fleeting gentleness with how he places his hands in his husband's as though he were a doe lured by a treat but ready at any moment to bound away. But he doesn't bound away, only blushes and smiles sheepishly as he and his snakes are brought out of the water fully, his skin chilled by the air hitting the water.
  875.  
  876. He shivers while he waits, having found nothing to reply with in words, only letting his eyes follow (and trying NOT to look at that temptingly godly butt, thank you very much!) Loki as he fetches a towel. Gwyndolin's body is still curled about itself as he stands, as if trying to hide from view but with no way available without resorting to covering his sensitive places with his hands, which pride keeps him from doing now. Loki has already seen him, after all, and Loki is his husband.
  877.  
  878. The towel comes with a kiss, and all the brief tension melts away, silvery lashes fluttering, even as his hands reach for the towel to pull it about himself. He lingers a moment after Loki steps away... maybe just in case further kisses might come, but they don't for now, Loki busy drying off. Gwyndolin follows suit, finally taking that glistening wet sheen from his skin, and then wrapping the towel about himself like a gown in the making. "May I ask one last favor?"
  879.  
  880. itsAlana05/10/2018
  881. "One last? I'd rather not," Loki says, an impish smile on his face as he towels his hair dry, "I would rather like for there to be a million more favors you may ask of me, and that I might grant, than for this to be the last one." He winks, cheerfully, at Gwyndolin, and lets the towel fall around his shoulders, leaving his lean and clever body still almost entirely exposed. "But go ahead and ask!"
  882.  
  883. Potente Byrd Mæmes05/10/2018
  884. Gwyndolin makes a soft, embarrassed noise, huffing quietly at Loki's heartfelt teasing. "I am sure thou art aware of what I meant... I'd left the'for now' implied." He says, a bit coolly, but not truly offended. A bit of teasing back. "All I wish to ask is, perhaps, if thou couldst... Assist in drying my hair?"
  885.  
  886. His hair, the long, silver threads, the wetness shimmering on them making them look almost truly metallic, has been mostly untouched in his drying, sticking together in long, solid strands, the weight of it keeping it pulled back from his face, the part he usually keeps on his scalp currently missing. "It is so long- to dry it all can be an undertaking at times. I could brush and braid it on my own, but..."
  887.  
  888. itsAlana05/10/2018
  889. Loki laughs, softly, and moves towards Gwyndolin. "I could, and I would love to, dear Gwyndolin," he says, and-- hmm-- after but a momentary pause, pulls the towel off his shoulders, leaving Gwyndolin in his wrapping (and Gwyndolin's very handsome and attentive husband once again entirely nude). He steps carefully between the snakes and starts to dry Gwyndolin's hair, with care not to tangle it more than he must, squeezing out water with the towel from scalp to tips. There are definitely also strokes of his fingers over Gwyndolin's scalp and through his hair that have nothing to do with drying, and touches of his warm fingertips to the shell of Gwyndolin's ear, the corner of his jaw, the length of his neck and his silky-skinned shoulderblades... but mostly, Loki does as he was asked.
  890.  
  891. Potente Byrd Mæmes05/10/2018
  892. Gwyndolin gets more than he asked for, and yet exactly what he wanted. His adoring, attentive, handsome husband, behind him and drying his hair, while occasionally brushing his fingers to Gwyndolin's face or shoulders or neck or scalp... Gwyndolin is all at once completely certain that in the short time they've had together, he already likes Loki very, very much and craves his attention. The thought frightens him somewhat, but comfort comes from Loki's gentle touch, the man so eager to give Gwyndolin what he wishes for. Perhaps, he could dare to wish for more.
  893.  
  894. Gwyndolin turns his head as his hair comes dry, to peek over his shoulder and give a small smile to his husband- but his eyes speak more than his lips, twinkling sweetly in Loki's direction. "My thanks. I would not stop thee if thy wish is to do the rest for me, but I can handle a brush and a braid on my own."
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