[ That one last kiss is all he allows himself before hitching up a smile, just for Chris. It feels like parts of him are being woven into the man's story with every kind word, making it harder to leave him behind. ]
It's true, I am pretty great.
[ He steps back and his hands slip free, one rising to open a green portal on the wall to their left. After a moment's hesitation Loki flicks a gesture at the rumpled bed and it spruces itself up immediately as if no fluids ever touched it. Now that deepens his grin, shooting Chris a wink. ]
... Can't forget about that.
[ The tundra behind him blows through snow and ice which will likely melt on the carpet and confuse the owners when they return but that's nothing that can be traced back to either Loki or Chris. He stands in front of the portal with a hand on a hip. ]
[ The smile that creases his face is approving and appreciative when Loki fixes up the bedroom they thoroughly rumpled with little more than a flick of his fingers, Chris's nagging sense of propriety reassured by that little gesture, the guilt of breaking into someone else's house and defiling their property thoroughly assuaged.
Honestly, Chris has even more questions now than he did before, watching Loki flick open a doorway through to another world in the wall off to the side, a blast of freezing air blowing through the room and making the hairs on the back of Chris's neck stand up. Is that where he's from?
Vaguely, that comment about him freezing to the throne drifts back up from the recesses of his mind. He has a lot of considering to do at some point, though for right now, he's busy letting himself stare as much as he likes, imprinting this moment in his mind.
What he'd really like to do is go kiss him again, or just touch him, because the longing look that's being leveled his way feels almost physically painful, but he restrains himself and instead gives Loki as fond and affectionate a smile as he can. ]
Behave.
[ And, with a wink of his own, he can start to feel that strange little tug of the transporter activating, the golden shimmer of the beam coalescing around him until he's lost sight of everything in front of him and knows nothing but the brief vacuum of space. ]
[ Never going to admit the way his breath catches when Chris literally vanishes before his eyes in a shimmer of light, he breathes, Always with only a hint of wryness about it.
The bittersweet goodbye is ruined a moment later when he glances through the portal and has to double-take what he sees. ]
Drrf! What in the ten Hels are you doing napping on the throne?!
[ And he stomps through with a curse in Asgardian, already losing all the warmth he gained from Chris. ]
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It's true, I am pretty great.
[ He steps back and his hands slip free, one rising to open a green portal on the wall to their left. After a moment's hesitation Loki flicks a gesture at the rumpled bed and it spruces itself up immediately as if no fluids ever touched it. Now that deepens his grin, shooting Chris a wink. ]
... Can't forget about that.
[ The tundra behind him blows through snow and ice which will likely melt on the carpet and confuse the owners when they return but that's nothing that can be traced back to either Loki or Chris. He stands in front of the portal with a hand on a hip. ]
Fare thee well, for now.
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Honestly, Chris has even more questions now than he did before, watching Loki flick open a doorway through to another world in the wall off to the side, a blast of freezing air blowing through the room and making the hairs on the back of Chris's neck stand up. Is that where he's from?
Vaguely, that comment about him freezing to the throne drifts back up from the recesses of his mind. He has a lot of considering to do at some point, though for right now, he's busy letting himself stare as much as he likes, imprinting this moment in his mind.
What he'd really like to do is go kiss him again, or just touch him, because the longing look that's being leveled his way feels almost physically painful, but he restrains himself and instead gives Loki as fond and affectionate a smile as he can. ]
Behave.
[ And, with a wink of his own, he can start to feel that strange little tug of the transporter activating, the golden shimmer of the beam coalescing around him until he's lost sight of everything in front of him and knows nothing but the brief vacuum of space. ]
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The bittersweet goodbye is ruined a moment later when he glances through the portal and has to double-take what he sees. ]
Drrf! What in the ten Hels are you doing napping on the throne?!
[ And he stomps through with a curse in Asgardian, already losing all the warmth he gained from Chris. ]