Ignoring the flutter in her chest at his movement, the sorceress pressed up on her toes, hands lightly resting on his chest. Yes, it’s placed them almost face to face, but that’s her plan, smirk on her lips and voice low. “It’s such a shame we’ve yet to feel that spark.”

In truth, it was her way of testing the waters and seeing just how he felt. After her trip, after seeing another realm where the two of them were together, she /needed/ to know just how he saw their short excursions. She just hadn’t expected /that/ one, and staying +

+ quiet for a moment, she finally smiled slightly, shaking her head. “And here I thought you were fluent in sarcasm, Quill. It was a jest, I assure you.” And really, it /had/ been a joke to see what he said. After all, why else would she keep letting him close again and again?

Being the God of Lies, Loki was not only proficient in lying, but in telling when someone else was lying. Right now, Peter was lying, and while it caused that pull at her chest again (which she one again ignored), she raised an eyebrow, eyes flickering towards his lips before +

+ returning to his own, tone light and taunting . . . though not with her usual flirtation. “You’re lying, Peter Quill. Though I must say it’s a good look on you.” Slipping her hands behind his neck to interlock together, their bodies now pressed together, she lowered +

+ her voice once again, pressing herself back up on her toes as she all but whispered to him. “Lie to me again.”

While that was /far/ from the lie she had expected, it was still a lie, and it was enough to get a rare chuckle out of her. Ever since the Asgardian Army had chased her, she had found herself laughing less and less, and looking over her shoulder more. Here, she had him to look +

+ over her shoulder for her. And that was why she lowered herself to her feet again, though didn’t step away. She needed him to be able to see if anyone was after her, even if he wasn’t aware of it himself. “You’re truly something unique, Peter Quill.”

“Trust me, you’ve never /met/ anyone like me before.” She paused then, attempting to judge his reaction. Despite their time together, she had given him very little information about herself. That had been on purpose, however, and now that she knew the Asgardian Army was +

+ hot on her trail, she couldn’t afford to tell him much else. . . . Not that she /wanted/ to.

It was a push, but it wasn’t a /big/ push. Just enough to make her stiffen just slightly. For so long now, she had been able to keep people out, but if she truly wanted to be able to trust him, she needed to open up slightly, no matter how uncomfortable it made her. With +

+ a clear of her throat, she began to toy slightly with the chain around his neck, eyes flickering downwards slightly before returning to his own. “Well, I’m far older than you more than likely assume me to be.”

Despite how some women would have taken offense to such a comment, Loki was not most. She was /far/ from common, and his words caused a cruel twist of a smirk to pull at her lips. If only he knew . . . “Is that so? I take that as a compliment, Star-Lord.”

In truth, it was all too easy to string Peter along. But in the twisted reality she lived in, she didn’t really see any harm in her actions. It gained her an ally, and should he need it, gave her the opportunity to ‘help’ him by offering refuge. It was still beneficial to her, +

+ too, and so was her next action, though in a far more selfish way. Flickering her gaze downwards slightly, she began to twist one finger around the chain of his necklaces, green hues flashing back up to his as she whispered. “Well, I suppose there’s only one +

+ proper way to thank you for such a compliment, Star-Lord . . . “

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