[ there's not much that could move Loki if she doesn't want to be moved, but when Dany asks, Loki obliges. she moves her toes inward, steady where Dany flutters. she breathes deeply, pulling back and kissing the first place that her lips rush to meet, which is the corner of her mouth. there's a small chuckle, amused at their secrecy, as well as pleased by it.
Dany doesn't care, and nor does she.
her lips glide up her cheek, her breath wispy and soft against her skin. ]
Have the doubts fled yet?
[ she knows they haven't, but there are enough heady giggles to replace them where the emptiness had once been. ]
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Dany doesn't care, and nor does she.
her lips glide up her cheek, her breath wispy and soft against her skin. ]
Have the doubts fled yet?
[ she knows they haven't, but there are enough heady giggles to replace them where the emptiness had once been. ]