Loki Laufeyson

He sits down when asked, leaning against her for support.

"I-I thought it was the other way around. I wanted to hate him for it. But me tricking you wasn't a punishment. It was just a prank."

Now he feels awful.

"We'll even put the wild jackrabbits to shame."

He chuckles as he eats faster. He needs to fan the flames of desire before they get out of hand. How he hasn't taken Stephen on the table is beyond him.

"I was good back up when it was needed."

He is proud of that.

"Because I thought you were into my oaf of a brother.... And I.... I wanted your attention."

He sounds so ashamed at admitting such a childish thing.

He thanks Stephen, then starts eating.

"I don't think it will. We have plenty of time, plus amazing stamina. We could go all night if we wished."

And that might have been the wrong thing to say at a time like this.

He takes the wine with thanks, taking a sip.

"Mm. Sounds good. Looking forward to it."

He can sense Stephen's control start to slip, and he smirks a little.

"Absolutely."

"I guess we rubbed each other the wrong way back then. But I always secretly admired you...."

He says quietly as they get closer.

"Plus, my brother always hogged you, and I guess I got jealous."

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"That... really wasn't needed."

He says back.

"Yea, that's perfect. Something tells me we are going to need all the food we can get."

He really is trying to distract himself.

All he wants to do is claim the other.

He looks at her, shame on his face.

"I thought it would be funny. A stupid joke. I didn't think of how it would make you feel. And I'm sorry..."

He says quietly as they walk to the palace.

"I was an asshole back then. I didn't care about people's feelings."

"She does. Probably because a stranger is in her territory, and she's trying to figure out if I'm a threat or not." He says quietly.

"Oh gods, you tease."

He whines softly as he goes into the kitchen.

He sits down, moving a little, as he is uncomfortable.

"What did you make for us?"

Anything to keep his mind off the huge distraction in his pants.

He gets up with her help, and he is shaky.

"Thank you. I'd like that."

He is very quiet on the way back. He concentrates on not collapsing. He is grateful that Sif was the one who found him.

"Sif? A-are you still mad at me?"

He's gone all submissive.

He stays stock still when the other kitten sniffs his boot, not wanting to scare it off. He understood the other one would need time to come round.

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He instantly flushes at Stephen's reply and has to suppress a moan, fighting with himself to stay in control.

"And what if I am? It's been forever..."

He then chuckles at the last thing said.

"There is nothing sweet about me, but you? Possibly."

Everything up till now is a blank, and it frustrates and upsets him that he can't remember.

"Sif? I think I need help. Please?"

His voice is barely there, and shaky.

Once he realises she isn't going to hurt him, he comes out of the stance but is still wary.

"I-I don't know. I ended up here. Wherever here is...." He looks around, seemingly confused.

"I don't even know where I came from.... I can't remember...."

He sinks down to his knees and is shaking.+

"I understand. I am a stranger in her territory, after all." He replies. He smiles at the kitten, trying to be as non-threatening as he can be. "I know I'm in your territory, but I hope we can come exist in peace." He murmurs softly.

"Thank you. I appreciate that." He says sincerely, then looks at the kitten. "I mean no harm, little one." He says softly.

He thinks for a few minutes. "No. I don't. I think I was on Asgard.... But I don't know." He hadn't realised he'd been cast out. "Nice to meet you regardless."

"I wasn't aware I was in the middle of the road, I fell out of the sky, for lack of a better way to explain how I got here." He says. "I am Loki of Asgard. The God of mischief."

He shakes his head, taking the can. "It wasn't you. I didn't feel safe being encased in something I'm not familiar with." He sits down and relaxes.

He follows the other inside, looking around. "I could use a drink. I did not like being in that death trap. Then maybe an explanation of where I am. Then I'll tell you who I am."

He gets out and is glad he is. He walks out of the garage and stretches a little. He waits for the other to be done with the car.

He is trying to stay calm. He does not like this one bit. Thankfully, it wasn't for long. He looks at the house as they drive in.

He eyes the vehicle with suspicion, then gets in, settling down, looking uneasy. He's never been in a car before.

He takes a deep breath and calms down. "Okay. Sorry I yelled at you. I got scared. That would be nice, thank you."

"No, I don't think so.... I.... Do you know who I am?" He yells, indignant. "How was I supposed to know this was a road?"

Loki found himself standing in the middle of a road, with no memory of how he got there. As he is about to move, he sees a blinding light and freezes. Thankfully, the driver hits the brakes before he gets hit himself.

He starts panicking a little. "Please don't hurt me..... I haven't done anything wrong..."

It's clear he is suffering from something that has affected him mentally.