The kiss eventually broke and you looked up into Loki's emerald eyes as you both worked to catch your breath. The kiss had been amazing and had taken your breath away. The taste and feel of him lingered on your lips and you felt drawn back to him, back to those lips, back to the taste of a crisp winter's day. You could still feel his soft skin on yours, the gentle strength of his touch, the difference in your body temperatures.

You knew, of course, that Loki was a frost giant. His body ran cooler than everyone else's, though his Aesir form kept you all from being hurt by accidentally (or purposely) touching him. Which meant your kisses were perfectly safe as long as he stayed in Aesir form. That wasn't a problem as he hated his Jotun form.

That was a problem to deal with later.

Right now, your mind was still focused on that amazing kiss.

"You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that, love," Loki purred, his voice full of seduction and desire that made your knees weak.

"You-" fuck, words were hard when you could barely think after finally kissing the handsome god's stupid handsome face. All you wanted to do was kiss him again.

And a whole lot more.

"You have?" You finally managed to ask when you had tried again.

Loki's smile only grew and only grew more seductive. "That, and much, much more, love," he purred. Damn Jotun being an overgrown cat and having the ability to actually purr.

"I have as well," you admitted softly. Your voice wasn't sexy or pretty, neither were you when compared to a literal god. You wondered why he had any interest in you at all.

Loki leaned down and stole another kiss, though this one softer, more gentle, and only lasted a breath. Still, it sent a jolt of pleasure through you. And you didn't think he was even using magic.

Damn handsome god just dripped sexuality and pleasure.

"I... wasn't sure you'd reciprocate the feelings," your voice was soft as you continued to admit your feelings. You weren't sure where this sudden bravery was coming from, but you couldn't lie to Loki, especially not while looking into his eyes. Not that you, or anyone, could lie to the god of lies.

"I understand, love," he said gently. "I felt the same. I was... concerned... about making the step from friendship to more,"

His words mirrored your own feelings and you couldn't help leaning up to kiss him softly. "We were on the same page, then," you told him gently. He smiled more brightly, more easily and joyfully and pulled you into another breathless kiss.

This was definitely going to be an enjoyable way to spend your time handcuffed together. His kisses were amazing, as was he. You couldn't even think about the handcuffs when your brain had turned off, overwhelmed by the kisses and the feel of him against you. Your free arm went around his neck and your fingers wound in his long raven locks as you kissed him, as your tongue danced with his, exploring and learning him and his silver tongue.

He pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you. When he did, your handcuffed wrist was pulled behind your back and you moaned softly, involuntarily. Loki smirked against your lips. "Like that, love?" He asked in that damn seductive purr. His grip shifted, trapping your wrist tighter against your back.

"Yes," you breathed softly. You couldn't help noticing how hard he was against you as he held you so close. And how well endowed he must be in order to feel that hardness. "Though I did have to wonder if you liked the chains on your or on your lady when you made that comment earlier," you added when you could think a little more clearly.

Loki's smirk only grew. "Both," he answered easily and without any shame. He was not only the god of tricks, mischief, lies, chaos, and stories, but he was also the god of certain sex acts. "Depending on my mood at that particular moment,"

You smirked up at him "And this particular moment?" You asked, teasing, baiting him.

He gave a predatory look and a noise you could only describe as a sexy growl. "Right now, I have you exactly where I want you," he said and kissed you again.

The kisses went on and on, his hands exploring your body, twisting in your hair, roaming over your ass, then under your shirt so one hand cupped your breast. Your free hand explored his body as well, getting to know him in this new, much more intimate way.

The kiss broke again and you smirked up at him while you caught your breath. "So, do you think Stark will come back sooner if we christen his lab?" You teased.

Loki gave you a smirk in return. "I think we will just have to find out," he purred and the kisses resumed.