[ Ahad's fallen back against the pillows, looking far more comfortable than sensual. Every time he glaces over at Loki the puffed ball, he laughs a little harder. ]
There's a certain charm to it.
[ He'll glace up at Loki again, mirth in his eyes but finally getting the laughter under control. ]
for the briefest of moments, Loki sheds his stubbornness. even when he's not deliberately making himself more captivating, Ahad certainly is attractive. he puffs out a little bit, shuffling under his furs and turning his head like he doesn't want to look, but his eyes go back to him. ]
You could attempt to say that with more conviction.
[ Ahad stretches a little, before shifting toward the edge of the bed and standing. He doesn't move far, but he does make a show of walking toward the table and choosing a bottle of wine. He has the angle down perfectly, flaunting his assets and promising more. ]
[ Loki may or may not be able to see it, but Ahad raises an eyebrow at Loki's change in tone. The bottle is quickly opened, a glass is poured...and then Ahad makes a bit of a show out of putting the stopper back in the bottle.
If nothing else, he seems to be enjoying his own intentionally terrible seduction methods. ]
Is it soft?
[ He doesn't bother to specify what he's speaking of, but it's fair enough to assume it's Loki's new cloak. ]
[ there's always small subtleties to what Loki does: in gesture, in change of tone, some easier to read than others, some he does deliberately to betray his mood. with some chagrin, he's realizing more and more that it's difficult to fool Ahad. ]
[ nonetheless he looks pleased with himself, watching Ahad approach and fondle the soft cloak. Loki fluffs up and preens like a bird who's dressed to impress. ]
[ Loki is absolutely and utterly impressive in this moment, tyvm!!! ]
Do you?
[ his lids lower and he takes a step forward to close some of the gap between them. it's rather comical, there's naked Ahad and then Loki dressed in an extra layer of fun. ]
[ well, isn't that a change of pace? surprised that the wine isn't for naked Ahad, he takes it between his hands and cups it in his palms, too caught off-guard to make a witty remark about it. ]
[ Ahad raises an eyebrow, amused by Loki's surprise. ]
There's always business afoot.
[ He'll use his suddenly free hands to lean in and tug Loki closer by the material near the neck of his furry cloak. Ahad's next words are spoken close to his ear. ]
I met someone, who asked me if I had heard of Asgard.
[ it doesn't take much to coax Loki closer. Ahad beckons, and Loki takes a few steps forward toward him. it's business, so he doesn't let his breath catch at the proximity. there's something more like a professional exchange, even if Ahad is ... well, nude.
[ If it looks like sex, anyone looking in on them might be less likely to listen in closely. Ahad's not quite that paranoid, but he never once forgets where they are. ]
Dark hair and bearded. He speaks volumes, but says very little.
[ This doesn't necessarily mean he didn't get a name. ]
No, he didn't know I was here, not until he made that banal network post about his stupid armor. [ does he sound like a child? he doesn't particularly care at the moment. ]
He's from the same corner of the multiverse as that version of my brother came from; he knows another me, and of course, believes me to be similar. [ he traces down Ahad's bare shoulder with the back of his knuckle. ] The Stark—Iron Man—I knew in my world wasn't so fond of me, either.
We spoke briefly, he insisted that I was the Loki he knew, and this was my fault.
There's another, not a man: Natasha, she calls herself Black Widow. We spoke during the festivities, she told me that Stark was here.
[ and she had mentioned something about Other Loki, too. ]
Where I come from, there are more, with my brother, calling themselves the Avengers. I'm not certain who or how many are in their realms, but they exist. [ a pause. ] A former incarnation was the reason for their assembly. It seems the sentiment echoes through the omniverse.
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I seem to have acquired the clothing that you've lost.
[ it's executed so flawlessly that it may not be a joke, but he seems to have a handle on his huffy drama. ]
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There's a certain charm to it.
[ He'll glace up at Loki again, mirth in his eyes but finally getting the laughter under control. ]
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If you wanted to seduce me you could have just said so.
[ not that he would have been adverse to that, of course. ]
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Do I need to seduce you?
[ It's phrased as an invitation, if Loki chooses to take it. ]
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for the briefest of moments, Loki sheds his stubbornness. even when he's not deliberately making himself more captivating, Ahad certainly is attractive. he puffs out a little bit, shuffling under his furs and turning his head like he doesn't want to look, but his eyes go back to him. ]
Yes.
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[ Ahad stretches a little, before shifting toward the edge of the bed and standing. He doesn't move far, but he does make a show of walking toward the table and choosing a bottle of wine. He has the angle down perfectly, flaunting his assets and promising more. ]
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Yes, you need to seduce me.
[ it's a little bit more passionate this time, the mock hurt replaced with a playfulness. ]
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If nothing else, he seems to be enjoying his own intentionally terrible seduction methods. ]
Is it soft?
[ He doesn't bother to specify what he's speaking of, but it's fair enough to assume it's Loki's new cloak. ]
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Hm? Why do you ask? Do you want to touch it?
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Oh, now that borders on crass.
[ But he does close the distance between them, reaching out his free hand to stroke the cloak. ]
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Yet it's rather hard to resist, isn't it?
[ hey likes it. also hello, naked Ahad. ]
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I have plans for it.
[ He'll rest his hand on Loki's chest, while he takes a sip from his wine. Loki has an excellent view of Ahad swallowing. ]
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Do you?
[ his lids lower and he takes a step forward to close some of the gap between them. it's rather comical, there's naked Ahad and then Loki dressed in an extra layer of fun. ]
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Keep it on, for now.
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Ah—that implies that there's business afoot.
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There's always business afoot.
[ He'll use his suddenly free hands to lean in and tug Loki closer by the material near the neck of his furry cloak. Ahad's next words are spoken close to his ear. ]
I met someone, who asked me if I had heard of Asgard.
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he takes a long drink of the wine.
long enough to drain it. ]
Did you get a name?
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Dark hair and bearded. He speaks volumes, but says very little.
[ This doesn't necessarily mean he didn't get a name. ]
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Tony Stark.
[ that one is easy.
he doesn't hide his wariness, but it's more than just Tony. ]
You remember Thor, don't you?
[ how could you forget Thor? ]
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[ He says it in such a way that you can feel the sarcasm coming off of him.
But he does kiss Loki right behind his ear, as if to make up for it. ]
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[ not exactly pleased, but not displeased, either. he cants his head, hair brushing against Ahad's lips. ]
He's of their world. Friends, comrades in arms—the me in that world was their enemy. You can probably catch the falling pieces of that catastrophe.
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Did he confront you? Ah, of course he did, and likely in the most obnoxious way possible.
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He's from the same corner of the multiverse as that version of my brother came from; he knows another me, and of course, believes me to be similar. [ he traces down Ahad's bare shoulder with the back of his knuckle. ] The Stark—Iron Man—I knew in my world wasn't so fond of me, either.
We spoke briefly, he insisted that I was the Loki he knew, and this was my fault.
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[ There's a certain finality to Ahad's words. One man is easy to ignore or deal with, depending on Loki's wishes.
He does lean back and reach out to pick up the wine glass again. It's newly filled. ]
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[ and she had mentioned something about Other Loki, too. ]
Where I come from, there are more, with my brother, calling themselves the Avengers. I'm not certain who or how many are in their realms, but they exist. [ a pause. ] A former incarnation was the reason for their assembly. It seems the sentiment echoes through the omniverse.
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