You kiss him back, clutching the folds of his clothes between your fingers. Loki smiles against your mouth, and you return it. He flips you onto your back, and the two of you break contact for a moment as you chortle. You kiss him again, and he rests one of his hands beside your head, the other rests on your hip. Loki deepens the kiss, and you wrap your hands together at the base of the back of his head. You close your eyes finally, and relish the moment as your lips move together in unison. You hear yourself moan a little, and Loki takes the oportunity to let his tongue slide along your bottom lip. You shiver, and he breaks away for a moment.

"Hmm," he mutters. "You're a lot better at this than I suspected you would be." Rolling your eyes, you tell him to shut up. He smirks triumphantly and kisses you again. This time, it's softer and less rushed. Loki gently slides his hand down your leg, and pulls you closer to him. After a moment, he pulls away and you look up at him, perplexed.

"What is it?" You ask him. He just shakes his head. You gingerly rest a hand against his cheek, and he looks at you like he's seeing a ghost.

"I'm not quite sure," he whispers as he brushes a lock of your hair out of your face. "I think I'm finally grasping that you're here, before me, in the flesh. I think I'm finally realizing that I'm not dreaming you up." You smile a little bit.

"Loki, I'm glad you found me," you admit happily. You sit up on your elbows and look at him with your head tilted sideways. "I don't think things would have ended up this way if I had never been forced to leave."

Loki nods, his thoughts seem a million miles away. You watch him for a few moments, the two of you sitting in silence. "Loki," you finally whisper. "I want to go back. I don't care if mother isn't my mother by blood. You're all my real family." Loki nods, flipping off of you, and laying beside you. "We will, tomorrow." He says sitting up. "As for now, we need to eat dinner, and I know we've slept a lot, but you'll need the rest when you go through the portal tomorrow." You nod, before he gets up and helps you out of the bed. For once in your life, you truly feel as if you belong. That is, until you catch the troubled look on Loki's face.