of course he was LYING; he always lied. he just wanted to ATTEMPT telling the truth for once. he was SORRY that he lied ( in his own way ), but he WOULDN’T stop doing it. not now – not a year from now and most certainly NOT ever. lies kept him ALIVE … even if he had to DEMOLISH relationships in the process. “ am i now? or is that just an ASSUMPTION?”
Loki’s brows simply lofted in response. It didn’t take him all that long to step forward and press a palm to the other’s forehead– mostly out of curiosity, the trickster forced his consciousness upon him. Unless the other bore the sheer mental strength to push him out, Loki dove straight through every ASPECT and MEMORY until he reached the very beginning of Ky’lar’s existence, then turned around and snaked all the way back to the present. Upon his return, however, the demigod didn’t IMMEDIATELY exit his mind and instead held it in his grasp, like a pebble in one’s palm, and his voice echoed throughout the wide expanse. “Mmm… and how about NOW; do you think it impossible? If one so finite as I could trespass here, bend your thoughts to my will… an INFINITY STONE would not be so MERCIFUL.”
if ky had actually paid any attention to his training ( or even went through with more than the basics ), he would have been able to resist this intrusion into his mind. of course, the reality of the matter was that he couldn’t even press himself to get the trickster out. all he could do was shiver – he didn’t like his members. nor could he remember half of what he’d been through. a reason to why he wrapped his arms around his own chest tightly. it was his only defense in this situation and while it was childish? he didn’t care. for once, ky was completely terrified of what the god ( or anyone else ) could quite possibly do. “get… out,” his words were low ( very low in-fact ) as his entire form shook. “– of… my… head.” the only problem was that he doubted that his own version of a plea would suffice. least of all to a god.
he wasn’t expecting this. then again, truth be told, he wasn’t expecting many things. loki was… complicated. more importantly, he was a challenge, and one he had hope that he’d crack. of course, the problem was that ( eventually ) he’d get bored and decide it wasn’t worth it. fortunately enough, ky let a grin spread across his features as he was dragged to the bed, not even saying a word the entire way there. nor, did he say anything was he was shoved harshly down either. no – all did was enjoy himself. loki may have been lonely but ky? he was feeling fantastic. he got what he wanted.
“I will give you a total of FIVE SECONDS to kindly explain as to why you are putting your hand on my bottom.”
ky couldn’t help the grin that spread across his features as he pulled his hand back. true, he didn’t get to have much of his fun, but no harm no foul? right. he thought as much. “to be quite fair? i was just trying to,” a roll of his eyes, “what’s the saying humans use these days? oh, yes – claim it.”
“Ah, well… exactly HOW MANY of them have taken hold of your mind after being touched?”
“i highly DOUBT it would take over my mind.” even if it did? well, it wouldn’t have been the WORST thing that had ever happened to him. nor would it honestly be the LAST.
“i SHOULDN’T touch many things. doesn’t mean i won’t.” least of all when he was being told NOT to do something. “it’s more like a GREAT neon sign telling me to TOUCH it.”
Hellfirebound 