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…I never quite imagined you would be as old as you are when we must have this talk. Come, I shall explain some.. things to you.[Somewhat wary, but nods in agreement and completely and utterly blind obedience.]
Have I disssappointed you, father?
No, not at all. Do not think such a thing. Come, we shall speak of it in private, where we can be alone for an extended time. I’d prefer not to have others interrupt and interject.
As you wisssh, father. [He nods again in complete assent, inwardly pleased at the notion of spending some time with his father and hoarding his attention. Little does he know, he is in for quite the educational chat.]
midgardssserpent started following you
Jack nodded at the figure as Jack walked past him. Something about him intrigued him, like there was something more to him.
“hello”
The humanoid serpent came to halt as a voice addressed him from the shadows, the faint echo of his feather-light footsteps eerily waning in the air around them.
“Greetingsss.” he then slowly, cautiously turned to face the other, keen eyes scouring through the darkened pathway. “Who might you be?” he followed his greeting with a polite nod at the tall, slender figure, as tall as he was.
…I never quite imagined you would be as old as you are when we must have this talk. Come, I shall explain some.. things to you.
[Somewhat wary, but nods in agreement and completely and utterly blind obedience.]
Have I disssappointed you, father?
[He doesn’t even blink or move a single muscle in his body as his father slips the cumbersome helmet over his head, and his heart skips a beat before traitorously leaping in his throat; to be authorised to wear something of his, in fact, an object so precious and so personal is nothing short of a magnificent privilege.]Ah, father, I thank you for your kind wordssss but I sssincerely doubt it sssuitsss me. Thisss isss headgear fit for a princely head.
[He gives a small nod, trying to get used to the rather large appendage that stands so superbly tall over his head, framing his pale features, and fleetingly wonders if it ever becomes so impractical as to get stuck in inconvenient places.]Ah, but it is not yet finished. Since I allow you to wear it… [Loki places his hands upon his son’s shoulders, and his clothing shifts to a more appropriate color. It is not Loki’s green, but there is instead black, and gold, and the faintest hints of deep ocean blue in the shifted attire] Now you look a prince, Jormungandr. You should see what I do at this moment.
[He is almost startled as his rather plain garments begin to shift and morph, and dimly glowing light like dancing flames wraps around his slender body for a few moments, until the transformation is complete; his gaze immediately falls to his father’s staggeringly gorgeous work, jaw dropping in utter amazement at the sheer skill and beauty displayed in the outfit he so carefully crafted for him.]
I … ah, I … [he doesn’t know what to say, momentarily robbed of his speech by the splendour of his new attire, perfectly fitted around his lean, elegant frame; never before had he been lavished with such a luxurious gift, or made to look presentable in the eyes of others, let alone princely.]
In your true form, yes. But you have an appropriate form for such things, and I would not see my beloved son denied any pleasures he might wish to partake in.
I don’t know how to go about ssseeking thessse …. pleasssuresss.
Very soon. You’re how old now, son? And while we don’t mean to put any pressure on you… one of these days, it’d be nice having little Jormy grandbabies slithering around…
A few millennia. Are you sssuggesssting I copulate with and impregnate aunt Thor with my ssseed…….?
You really ought lose your virginity soon…
…. I never thought of it asss a necesssity, priority or even a possssibility, given that I am the only one of my sssize and kind in my true form.
ooc; You are perfect like seriously. I don’t think I could add anything else mainly for the fact that you play him so well, alright? Just don’t change anything. Asdfasfd-
ooc: /UNMANLY SQUEALS IN GLEE GIVE ME A MOMENT I CAN’T—-
Coming from you this undeserved praise is truly wonderful. I want it written in my epitaph. Thank you so much for the confidence boost, I always get like this with characters that I make my own. If you do happen to think of something to criticise constructively, don’t hesitate to let me know. <3 much love and praise to you, wonderful Sif writer!
coldxasxice said: ooc: I just wanted to see if it was the Helm.. she kept saying “horny for the horns”
… I don’t underssstand what that sssentence meansss.
silvertongued-magician said: You shall be thanking us once Thor is done with you. -he smirks, sly and slightly coy and so very, very amused- [[midgardssserpent and coldxasxice and thunderstomper: you are all amazing and I am still in tears. XDXD]]
…. I don’t underssstand. Done with what? [Stares at, unblinking and utterly expressionless.]
ooc; DFGGGFfhfg omagawd this is so amaze
[ She very abruptly pulls her hand free, and attempts to stifle a soft noise. All at once the goddess is awhirl, lacing up her breeches and sucking her fingers clean, as if that is enough to pretend this never happened, nevermind her flushed cheeks and the sweat-sticky strands of hair clinging to her forehead. The lust clears from her mind to be replaced with awkwardness as she sits on the bed’s edge.Jor’s arrival was essentially the most time-compressed cold shower in the history of the Nine Realms. ]
I ought be apologizing. In truth. Er. ‘Tis wonderful to be graced by the pleasure of your company! Though, might I ask - why are you wearing my brother’s helmet?
My father requesssted it of me, to come into your presssence donning thisss. [He makes a vague, explanatory gesture toward the helmet, then to the rather princely, gorgeous outfit Loki carefully dressed him in.] He sssaid he needed to asssesss ssssomething.
[And then, he can no longer contain his own curiosity, and the dreaded question slips past his lips, utterly inevitable.]
What were you doing exactly, if I may asssk?
