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Buboes Pestis ([personal profile] apoxuponyou) wrote2009-09-07 05:08 pm

Playing with Fire. RP for [livejournal.com profile] raindownsulphur

Pestilence took advantage of the long weekend to go on holiday. She'd never really needed an excuse to do whatever she wanted, but she figured this gave her the opportunity to decorate her office and talk about something at work. It worried her how naturalised she was becoming to humanity.

If she distracted herself enough, she could ignore the strange feelings she was experiencing. The entirely unreasonable craving for the snow, for example. So she decided to banish it with scorching temperatures.

Lying on a private beach in Cuba, she was wearing her red string bikini - she thought the white pattern of ovals resembled a colony of bacilli - and sipping on a Pina Colada.

This was the perfect place to forget about Loki.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Loki raised his eyebrows as he watched one of the palm trees seperate away from the others and slowly fall down towards the beach hut, destroying it and starting a small fire.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Loki had the good grace to look slightly apologetic, and he shot her a sheepish look before he looked up into the sky again, commanding the rain to put out the fire. Except he only knew how to create epic rain, and it completely drenched the both of them.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Forking an eyebrow at her, Loki tried his best not to laugh. He was equally as wet, and was simply glad he hadn't had his wings fanned out.

"Looking good." He teased with a snigger and looked at the now steaming hut. He made a mental note to come back and fix it when he didn't have to leave.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, c'mon. I don't make mistakes. All part of the plan." He said, grinning down at her, unable to stop his eyes watch the mist rising off her body.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, apparently not. Can't get anything past you... can I, Pes?" He murmured, leaning down and brushing his lips against hers before adding pressure and turning it into a kiss.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-10 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Unable to help himself shudder, which had he not been so preoccupied would have annoyed him, Loki wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to himself as he returned the kiss.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Bodies pressed together tightly and skin-on-skin contact was loosening Loki's will, he melted into her kiss and offered up his own desire, the burnt, smoking hut now forgotten.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-14 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Groaning against her lips, Loki's hands slipped up her sides, fingertips gently tracing over her ribs. He was having one hell of a time too, until he felt he was needed.

Sighing he broke the kiss and let his head drop back into the sand in annoyance.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-14 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Sure. That'd be my ass up for a spanking." Loki replied, running his hands over his face before back through his hair.

"And not the good kind." He felt the need to point out before her smart mouth got their first.

[identity profile] believeinthis.livejournal.com 2009-09-14 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure I am." Loki replied, sitting up and back onto his elbows before rolling towards her and pressing a kiss to her lips before he was up, grabbing at his shirt and armour. He didn't have time to re-dress now.

"See you later." He mumbled, unsure if this was just someone's way of saying whatever they had was never going to happen.

Launching himself up into the sky, he dressed in the air, sliding his shirt and armour back on with less difficulty airborne than one would imagine.