( OPEN ) it's like i'm looking down

[ikols]

Who: loki ikols
What: those who contacted loki about wanting to figure out their universal designation via his new spell are undergoing it
When: [sliding timeline]
Where: central city park & other locations
Content Warnings: tba

[ Away from others in a pleasant little aesthetically cultivated grove, Loki has draped his coat over a boulder and has his sleeves rolled up as he awaits those with appointments to undergo his new spell. He warned them of the unpleasant side-effects (re-living the best and worst moments of their life) and he has a little bag stuffed with pain-killers, bottles of water, tissues, chocolate biscuits for sugar crashers??? He doesn't know how some may react but assumes that anyone who knows what they might experience feels it is a price worth paying to learn their universal designation.

When you arrive, he hitches up a smile and beckons you over under the dappled sunlight. ]

There you are!

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[kindofamazing]

[There are a lot of perks to having a certified Magical Boyfriend. One of them, seemingly, is the easy dismissal of clothes at any opportune moment--the sudden shift from wet, heavier cloth giving way to fully exposed, slick skin a very welcome one.

Even more so when its skin Peter's familiar with, missed in a strange way that reaches into his marrow which makes it easy to feel and feed into the energy Loki radiates--hands, mouth, lips, all meeting and searching for as much of Loki as he can.

The invitation to slide closer is also met in earnest, so much so that long leg that slides neatly across Peter's hip ends up in the perfect position for him to slip a hand into the soft skin in the crease of Loki's knee. His fingers trickle glacial up the underside of his boyfriend's leg, just appreciating the feel of him there before the other hand comes around to the underside of Loki's other leg to hoist him up against the damp wall and beneath the warm spray.

There's no rush here, none at all, and Peter clearly plans to make the most of that fact as he gently presses his teeth down against Loki's lowerlip to give a light tug and softly muttered 'hi' between their mouths, as if greetings aren't somewhere longer behind them, along with the pile of wet clothes Loki's vanished off somewhere.]