"No laughing, dearling. I promise." Loki said around kisses of her hand. "The easiest way to start is simply by touching. Go at your own pace, and what do you want to know?"
Dani presses a kiss to the palm of his hand, then pulls her shirt up and over her head, leaving her naked from the waist up. Trying not to be self conscious about being mostly naked around an actual god.
"You really think I'm beautiful?" she asks, shyly, taking his hand to kiss his fingertips.
Loki tilted his head, blue-green eyes studying her before they flicked to meet her own. And he sat up, arm sliding around her waist and hip, keeping her close. Kissing her nose playfully, before smiling. "I will not lie and tell you that you are one of the great physical beauties for that is not why I think you're beautiful. I do think you're very physically attractive, as you might have been able to tell. You are pretty, aesthetically so. But I find you beautiful because of your prettiness, but also because of your compassion and the sparks I see inside you of spirit and fire. I don't want to change you, only to help you grow more into who you might want to be."
"I think that's the most honest compliment I've ever gotten." And even more appreciated for its honesty.
She stretches out on top of him again, gasping softly at the feeling of her bare chest pressed against his. Relishing in the skin on skin contact. "I find you incredibly handsome. Almost this -- delicate beauty. The angles of your cheekbones, the way your skin contrasts with the darkness of your hair. Very handsome."
"Delicate is...hardly the usual compliment." Loki said, with a sigh. But he tried to take it in the context she meant it. "Thank you though." He did know he was handsome, generally. But part of her phrasing had just brushed against old wounds without meaning to.
Not that he was going to let it ruin the mood.
He was quite enjoying the skin-on-skin contact too, keeping her pressed close and long fingers tracing aimless patterns against her back. Up and down her spine, dancing against her ribs. "As I said, it all starts just with touching. And you have carte blanche to touch me as you'd like." Still with that respect to her boundaries while trying to encourage her gently.
"I just meant your bone structure," she clarifies, tracing her finger down the bridge of his nose, brushing her thumb over his mouth. His own touches make her shiver, exhaling soft, pleased noises as she presses kisses to his cheek and jaw.
His head turned, to catch her mouth and return those soft kisses. Restrained fire and passion, but soft and tasting kind of kisses. Sweet, affectionate, enjoying the action and enjoying it with her.
One arm stayed around her, low on her hip and back where it traced aimless patterns. Dipping down to tease the line of her underwear, caress through cloth over her rear. The other moved from dancing along her ribs, to tracing patterns along her arms, then back to her chest. Teasing close to her bare breasts in silent query.
His touches are all so thorough, they have her gasping against his mouth, whimpering into his kisses and she can't help the way she moves against him. "I can't get enough of your hands -- yes. Please, yes."
She could feel him smile against her mouth, the kisses soft and encouraging against her cheek and jaw. "That's it, Dearling. Just feel and tell me what you want." Whispered against her skin.
Following her encouragement, the hand that had teased now moved to touch directly. Cupping her breast, savoring the weight and softness, fingers and thumb exploring. Teasing her now more directly, encouraging the peak, before moving to its twin. Thorough and following her lead, both spoken and unspoken.
"What if -- " She gasps and drops her forehead against his shoulder at the way his fingers expertly caress her. Teasing and exploring and making her shiver all over. "What if I don't know what I want, yet?"
"Well, that's what we're here to find out, isn't it?" Loki murmured against her ear, mischief clear in his voice. "You can dream, dearling, and you won't likely shock me."
"There is something I -- thought of. But I don't -- " She laughs, self conscious and blushing. "I'm not sure quite how to ask for it. Because no one's ever done it for me before."
"Ask me, dearling. I won't judge you. I'll be impressed if you actually manage to surprise me." There was amusement in his voice, as Loki nuzzled her ear encouragingly. Still touching her, dancing along her ribs and belly, teasing her breasts. Savoring the reactions he was drawing from her.
"It is -- very hard to think with you touching me like that," she laughs. Giddy and breathless. "Um, god, okay. I want -- I want your mouth. Where your fingers were."
"Oh? I hadn't realized I was being so distracting." He didn't bother with hiding his smugness or his amusement. "That is an easy request, and shall come in due time." Laughing softly, before nuzzling her more.
Shifting, arms moving around her and holding her close as they moved. To place her once more prone beneath him, as Loki grinned at her and took a moment to smooth her hair. "I think, for this, you'll want to be lying down for now."
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"You really think I'm beautiful?" she asks, shyly, taking his hand to kiss his fingertips.
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She stretches out on top of him again, gasping softly at the feeling of her bare chest pressed against his. Relishing in the skin on skin contact. "I find you incredibly handsome. Almost this -- delicate beauty. The angles of your cheekbones, the way your skin contrasts with the darkness of your hair. Very handsome."
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Not that he was going to let it ruin the mood.
He was quite enjoying the skin-on-skin contact too, keeping her pressed close and long fingers tracing aimless patterns against her back. Up and down her spine, dancing against her ribs. "As I said, it all starts just with touching. And you have carte blanche to touch me as you'd like." Still with that respect to her boundaries while trying to encourage her gently.
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One arm stayed around her, low on her hip and back where it traced aimless patterns. Dipping down to tease the line of her underwear, caress through cloth over her rear. The other moved from dancing along her ribs, to tracing patterns along her arms, then back to her chest. Teasing close to her bare breasts in silent query.
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Following her encouragement, the hand that had teased now moved to touch directly. Cupping her breast, savoring the weight and softness, fingers and thumb exploring. Teasing her now more directly, encouraging the peak, before moving to its twin. Thorough and following her lead, both spoken and unspoken.
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Shifting, arms moving around her and holding her close as they moved. To place her once more prone beneath him, as Loki grinned at her and took a moment to smooth her hair. "I think, for this, you'll want to be lying down for now."