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#;; love how loki is trying to be sincere here and she's like hmm i'm gonna mess with you
lamiaviridis Β· 9 months
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πŸ’š Β  Β  βΈΊ Β  Β  ​ @liecrafted 𝐑𝐚𝐬 π›πžπžπ§ 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐑𝐫𝐚π₯π₯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 π“π‘πž π„π§πœπ‘πšπ§π­π«πžπ¬π¬. ┆ Β "I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT YOU" PROMPTS
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you've consumed my thoughts.
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A hum of acknowledgement resonates across her larynx, an undertone of mischief beneath doll-like features as she purposefully refuses to meet Loki's pointed gaze. Such honesty from the God of Lies and Deceit would take anyone aback, though for a moment the seductress wonders how much she can childishly prod at his mental images of her with suggestive words and flirtatious gestures before she accidentally awakens more amorous instincts within the deity.
A projection of herself materialized beside Loki, sitting on the arm of the love chair in which he sat. Lithe arm reaches out towards the God's face and circles to the back of his head, silken-soft fingers gently stroking his onyx curls of hair in a repetitive motion as Amora herself sat back and picked up her wine glass. She knew he was telling the truth, sensing his love and lust for her like a sweet burning of the skin. She peered into his consciousness and observed all the hand holding, cuddling, embracing of her curvaceous frame, every desperate kiss and every soft exhale of her breath against him. Teasing him with a personification of these fantasies may have seemed cruel, though it offered her a sense of enjoyment.
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❛ Hm. It would appear so. ❜ Emerald gaze transfixed on Loki and voluptuous figure stirring as she shifts on the couch across from him, taking a long sip of wine whilst remaining eye contact, smirking against the cold glass.
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