Re: Burn, baby! Burn!
Loki's index fingers swiftly and softly grazed the lovely slopes on the sides of Thea's neck as his hands fell to her upper arms. Once they were kissing again, she pulled herself to him (or him to her, as he'd allowed) and Loki smiled against her mouth, giving a small laugh through his nose. It was what he'd expect from the quietly fierce young goddess.
As Loki moved so their noses switched sides, his hands fell lower still and he embraced her easily. He might've allowed his arms to go around her more than once had a voice not disturbed their dim, quiet moment. His nostrils flared, but he quickly tucked the expression away as he withdrew from Thea.
"Your majesty?" a guard asked, then quickly gasped and looked to the floor. The smile he'd worn had been wiped away, momentarily. "Thea's presence is requested back in the throne room." He nodded to Thea, then, "My lady."
"Yes, thank you," Loki said, dismissively, then looked back to Thea. "Allow me to take you back," he offered, then gave his bent elbow a quick nod to signify it was hers to take.