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If he was anyone else, she might have reminded him that he had come over here to eat and who was she cooking for? HIM. But she really wasn't in a position to argue. Not... right now at least. She did want him and Loki had her exactly where he wanted her, as per usual. Except for him, everything else was a blur-- time, surroundings, even herself. She could only see him, feel his breath, hear his soft words. They coiled around her like a snake and she was under its spell.
"I want... you," Sigyn's face flamed even more at her bold words. he had wanted direct and she she had given it to him. She was his captive now and all she could do was acquiesce to any whim he had. It wasn't fair what he could do to her. This was one of the reasons why she could never forget him, even if she tried.
She would remember nights-- days-- whispers-- touches-- tears-- blood-- and everything else would seem so meaningless.
If he wanted to hurt her, she would let him in an instant. If he wanted to play gently, she would go along with it gladly. As his wife, Sigyn would do anything to make him happy.
And her, in the process. His mouth so close to her neck made her break out in a light sweat, heat pooling in her stomach and over her cheeks, wanting more but not wanting to cross the line of getting on his bad side. It was his move.