[ his grin drifts into fond territory. ] I'm not even a little surprised. Don't worry, I don't think I have the confidence for something like that, anyway.
[ somehow, the bodysuit of his uniform is easier to handle than the idea of wearing something that's technically lingerie as fashion. ]
I like when you wear outfits that show how long your legs are. [ even as deeply and happily married as billy is, loki's still enjoyable to look at. ] You used to wear this coat I thought framed you really nicely.
[ Ah, timelines. He looks down and a moment later his comfy clothes are scoured away by green magic, back in all his armour with his fur-necked green duster spread around his hips, scalemaille glinting down the curve of his slouched chest and long legs encased in black leather. His hair is a bit of a mess around his hastily donned horns because if he's going to wear the coat, he's going to go the whole hog.
[ but loki changes into the whole thing right there, and in spite of himself, billy's mouth does go a little bit dry. it's mostly the magic, because he loves loki's magic, and he loves it even more when it's so seamless, but let's be honest.. it's an outfit that seems tailor-made to billy's specific tastes. ]
Yep, [ he agrees with an embarrassed little laugh. ] That's the one. [ very pretty. ]
[ Oh. With a jerk of his chin, the coat vanishes from Loki and is being worn by Billy instead, a little too big but very cosy. Shadowthread from Svartalfheim along with fox fur is a great insulating combo. ]
[ he laughs again as it appears on him instead, flustered as he adjusts the collar. ] It doesn't much suit me, though. [ he has a feeling he looks like a kid playing dress-up.
still, loki's coat is warm, and more importantly, it's loki's, and it smells like him, which is.. comforting. probably not appropriate, though. too much like something he'd do if teddy was here, stealing his t-shirts and wearing them to bed, or sliding into his basketball shorts and cinching them so they won't fall off his hips. ]
[ It's a pleasant blend of ozone and apples, a little woodsmoke in there. Loki's expression softens to see Billy in it, wrapped in green. ]
Don't go rooting in the pockets.
[ Permission to root: given. There are plenty of hidden pockets inside the coat on either side, each like a little pocket (haha) dimension housing something (a pouch of diamonds, a sus-looking ancient figurine, a wad of hundred dollar bills ... ]
[ he's charmed by the idea. he's sure tim's had experience with some interesting people if his home is anything like billy and loki's, but loki's a very particular experience.
he pushes the cash back in its pocket, then pulls the pocket open to peer down into it. ] I should start doing something like this with my cloak.
I'm letting him think he'll be the one catching me instead of vice-versa.
[ It takes work to be this duplicitous!
Deep in the pocket on the left side, beyond some car parking tickets (people have not paid those fines and drove home untouched by clamps) is a small polaroid photo dated 2013. ]
[ The snapshot on his insta from years ago has been transferred to the polaroid so if his account goes bust or phone upgrades lose data he still has that much, a bit scuffed and dirty from who knows what in the bowels of Loki's coat. ]
[ he peers at it for a few moments, expression as soft as it's ever been, before shifting to slide closer on the couch again, leaning into loki's side. ]
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[ somehow, the bodysuit of his uniform is easier to handle than the idea of wearing something that's technically lingerie as fashion. ]
I like when you wear outfits that show how long your legs are. [ even as deeply and happily married as billy is, loki's still enjoyable to look at. ] You used to wear this coat I thought framed you really nicely.
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[ Ah, timelines. He looks down and a moment later his comfy clothes are scoured away by green magic, back in all his armour with his fur-necked green duster spread around his hips, scalemaille glinting down the curve of his slouched chest and long legs encased in black leather. His hair is a bit of a mess around his hastily donned horns because if he's going to wear the coat, he's going to go the whole hog.
Loki swallows a mouthful of pizza crust. ]
This one?
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[ but loki changes into the whole thing right there, and in spite of himself, billy's mouth does go a little bit dry. it's mostly the magic, because he loves loki's magic, and he loves it even more when it's so seamless, but let's be honest.. it's an outfit that seems tailor-made to billy's specific tastes. ]
Yep, [ he agrees with an embarrassed little laugh. ] That's the one. [ very pretty. ]
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Better than a couch blanket.
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still, loki's coat is warm, and more importantly, it's loki's, and it smells like him, which is.. comforting. probably not appropriate, though. too much like something he'd do if teddy was here, stealing his t-shirts and wearing them to bed, or sliding into his basketball shorts and cinching them so they won't fall off his hips. ]
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Don't go rooting in the pockets.
[ Permission to root: given. There are plenty of hidden pockets inside the coat on either side, each like a little pocket (haha) dimension housing something (a pouch of diamonds, a sus-looking ancient figurine, a wad of hundred dollar bills ... ]
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he pulls out the hundreds with a quirked brow at loki. ] Crime date with Tim?
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[ It's just money. ]
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[ he's charmed by the idea. he's sure tim's had experience with some interesting people if his home is anything like billy and loki's, but loki's a very particular experience.
he pushes the cash back in its pocket, then pulls the pocket open to peer down into it. ] I should start doing something like this with my cloak.
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[ It takes work to be this duplicitous!
Deep in the pocket on the left side, beyond some car parking tickets (people have not paid those fines and drove home untouched by clamps) is a small polaroid photo dated 2013. ]
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Ahh, souvenir?
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You really are a big softy.
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Gotta burn all the evidence now.