[Steve's eyes shut, just enjoying someone so close and so gentle. It does more for him than the making out from before to cement the idea that they were now in a relationship. A real one.]
It...where I was from, we had...you know. Names you'd call people you were with. Sweetheart, baby, honey, sugar... I mean. Most of them were for girls but...
[ are mortal pet names so banal? loki's expression twists before it settles on something more contemplative. he strokes steve's neck with a hum, tilting his head up at him, dark hair falling over his shoulders. ]
[The air is pulled from his lungs. How does Loki manage that with three words?
He answers with a deep kiss, one hand stroking against Loki's cheek, tracing his cheekbone. He barely pulls back, blue eyes darkened but warm with affection.]
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I really do love your smile...
[He proves it by kissing it nice and firm.]
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You do?
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I do have the power to give anyone what they want. All they need to do is name it.
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[He takes Loki's hand and kisses his palm before just holding it.]
That would be enough.
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You're better at this than I thought.
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Yeah. Me either, I guess. But I'm not saying anything that isn't true.
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What do you think I would see, looking into your eyes, Steve Rogers?
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[Steve turns his face into the touch, starved for affection like this.]
A kind man. One who's honest and maybe a little overly blunt, but... One who has a good heart inside.
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No one has ever said such things about me. I couldn't even dream about it.
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I'll make it a habit, then.
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[ loki kisses the corner of steve's lips with a smile. ]
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You got it, sweetheart.
[He flinches a little, not sure how the petname would land.]
Er. Or, Lok. Whatever you prefer...
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"Sweetheart"?
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It...where I was from, we had...you know. Names you'd call people you were with. Sweetheart, baby, honey, sugar... I mean. Most of them were for girls but...
[He shrugs.]
I can stick with your name only.
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Be my shield.
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He answers with a deep kiss, one hand stroking against Loki's cheek, tracing his cheekbone. He barely pulls back, blue eyes darkened but warm with affection.]
And you? My prince?
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If you like. Though I'm not the prince of much these days.
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[Steve pecks Loki's nose, stroking his hair back.]
My prince... If you'll accept the downgrade.
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It will do.
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I...should probably get outta your hair. Start planning a date.
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Saps
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