Juuuuust another Loki bragging about shit/being fuggin' Loki ;'(

[slaegr]

While I could relay several more effective ways to capture the Odinson's attention ...

[ What Loki has omitted with regards to being impressed by his mun he more than makes up for with his smirk of amusement: it's cool and calculating, much like the rest of him, with just a lick of self-satisfaction around upturned corners. ]

Bedding his human was by no means lacking.

[ He inclines his head with faux-politenes, no doubt some imitation of mocking gratitude. However, when all's said and done, we should probably keep in mind that we're dealing with the not entirely wrongly titled 'Liesmith' ... ]

A pity about the aftermath — and her reaction to it. A chained consort is of no use to me without at least some semblance of her mind, after all.

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[nomoresmashing]

You're a monster, you know that?

[A sex creepy monster]

[slaegr]

[ There are worse things to be than a sex creepy monster. Kind of ... ♥ ]

I've been called worse in my time, I assure you.

[nomoresmashing]

If I ever see your face again, I swear I'll do a lot worse then run you over with my jeep.

[slaegr]

An empty mortal threat. Touching, but unnecessary.

[ Pause for just a hint of a cruel smile. ]

I only needed you to spread your legs for me the once, after all. Rest assured that you served your purpose very nicely.

[nomoresmashing]

[You sick, twisted, evil bastard!]

You wouldn't dare tell him.

[It's not like he has any real proof that it happened, right?]

[slaegr]

You're right.

[ He narrows his eyes just a little. ]

I'd rather show him — I could reach in beneath that thick skull of his and plant a handful of choice memories ...

[ The smile turns indulgent. ]

Which do you suppose he'd prefer? Your begging, perhaps? Your desperation to undress me?

[nomoresmashing]

[He's rendered Jane speechless. Quite an accomplishment that renders all the way up there with making her breathless]

It was all a trick and you know it!

[Dear god don't show him anything]

Honestly, haven't you grown up at all? You're like a child wanting to take away whatever Thor has.

[slaegr]

And why shouldn't I?

[ It's less a question than it is a reflexive hiss, all humour swiftly melting from his tone. ]

He took everything that was mine, everything that I rightfully deserved — why should I be demonised for taking a little back?

[ But he composes himself quickly on a slow breath, not wanting to make too much of a scene given the circumstances. Mun is watching, after all: now isn't the time for one of his infamous flip-outs. ]

I would hardly expect a human to understand.

[nomoresmashing]

I don't think there's a single thing Thor possesses that he wouldn't give up to have his brother back.

[Save for Jane, but that's a very sore subject]

You just have to twist the knife a little deeper, don't you?

[slaegr]

He is not my brother.

[ Seriously Jane stop talking. B| ]

Have a care when speaking of that which you cannot fully comprehend, Miss Foster. It is a rare thing to end well.

[nomoresmashing]

[Jane presses her lips together and glares. Well, she can't play therapist to every fallen god that comes her way]

You don't get to tell me what to do.

[slaegr]

[ This stare. This stare deep into Jane's soul. Which he also banged with his own soul. ]

Don't I?

[nomoresmashing]

[Not backing down]

Having sex with me doesn't make me your possession or servant that you can just dismiss and toy with whenever you want.

[slaegr]

I would agree. The nature of your race is excuse enough for that.

[nomoresmashing]

Newsflash, you're not king of anything right now!

[slaegr]

... I had hoped you'd prove more intelligent than that.

[nomoresmashing]

You knew exactly who I was and I had no clue who you were.