Juniper leans into his touch as his hand threads itself through her icy blonde hair. “It’s much more enticing to be at the will of another as powerful as yourself.” Loki sure did have a way with words. His silver tongue has a tendency to entice others, wrapping them right around his finger, but she didn’t mind.
“You give me too much credit.” She hums, then feeling her head draw back from him tugging her hair slightly. Her gaze forced to meet his. She admires the glint in his eyes, feeling completely possessed, and loving every minute of it.
Loki hummed when she moved as he urged, knowing she was powerful enough to feel as he felt. “Oh, my little magician.” he purred, leaning to tug at her shirt slowly. “You have a great deal of power you don’t know about. Empathy can grow and be taught to do many things. But perhaps a lesson on magic later.” he mused, taking a step back to guide her closer to the bed. “But I will not take anything without your permission, my dearest.”
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