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Loki!

[He reaches out to grab him by the shoulders when Loki reaches for him, holding tight.]

What is it? What's going on? What's coming out?

[He can't help if he has no idea what it is that's wrong.]

Let me see... take your hand away, Loki!

[ Without warning, his hands drag Billy in by either side of his head — for a kiss. Firm and fond, a little sloppy and fueled by adrenaline right before Loki leans back and their lips part with a wet smack. ]

Your birthday kiss, [ He says with perfect calm, looking immensely pleased with himself as he cups the back of Billy's head, ] it absolutely demanded to be delivered today as soon as I remembered.

[There's a dumb moment before those words sink in and make sense, especially after a kiss like that.]

I- what. [He watches him for a moment, relief flooding over him and it clicks. Birthday-- right.]

I thought you were hurt! [But he's grinning wide before he brings his hands up to cup Loki's head, drawing him in for a kiss of his own, deep and affectionate.]

That totally was a good one though.

I had to get you all to myself somehow, nothing else would pry you out of your boyfriend's big dreamy arms save an emergency of the highest order. Nicely prompt arrival, by the way, I'm touched.

[ The second kiss allows them both to enjoy it more thoroughly, and with a sweeping arm Loki hefts Billy up bridal-style, en route to the bedroom. He nips at soft lips, nibbling as he speaks. ]

I won't keep you long, don't worry. You can take your other gifts back home with you, but this one is special.

Please, Loki... I'd totally come if you ask.

[Because he did like the god's company too... and he's still relieved it was nothing more than a birthday surprise. The minute he's swept up, Billy's arms come up around Loki's shoulders and he lets out another chuckle.

Okay, so they haven't gotten a chance to do this since he'd come back and he's-- missed it honestly. Leaning in, he returns the kiss fondly.]

You didn't have to get me anything at all, you know... but now you've got me interested.

Yeah, but this way Teddy can't blame you for running off.

[ He'll take the graft for it, it's better that way. Using his foot to open the bedroom door he crosses the threshold with Billy still in his arms and lets the large cake in the middle of the bed speak for itself. It may be more mismatched candles than icing, especially after he blows a breath to ignite them and green sparks fizzle brightly on three large sparklers in the middle (probably not for indoor use, oops).

All those candles are also to disguise the fact it's a very fancy wedding cake, stolen this morning in extreme haste when Loki was in a rush. 'BILLY' has been painted on the top in chocolate spread, so that's something, although everything is sort of melting under all that heat.

Loki tried? ]

Tada! Happy Birthday in the Cuddle Dimension, Billy Kaplan.

[Billy smiles at the cake-- it looks like a wedding cake and it's sort of melty, but... that doesn't seem to matter to him really. Billy is too busy being touched that Loki would do this for him, surprise him with this.

Turning his head, he kisses Loki deeply, full of warmth and affection.]

Thank you, Loki... it's great! And- I think kind of melting. Do I try to blow it out?

[ Setting him on his feet for the kiss, he leans down to indulge in the affectionate warmth that Billy so readily offers up, a glutton for it and no mistake. He nods enthusiastically, eyeing the melting cake sideways. ]

Er, probably the best way forward. Make a wish or several, there are enough candles.

[He laughs and moves towards the cake to blow it out-- and it might take a touch of magic to do extinguish it all, but he does it.

And okay, he might make a wish or two, but you're not supposed to tell, right?

He looks back towards Loki and holds out a hand for him.]

Come here?

If you're planning on throwing me into your cake, I'm going to protest very strongly.

[ With a mock-wariness about him, he slips his hand into Billy's and steps over. ]

Why would I ruin an entirely good cake like that?

[Once Loki has given him his hand though, Billy does lean up for another slow kiss.

And if his hand darts out to dip into a little bit of frosting to smear on Loki's cheek when he pulls back? Oh, well...]

Because you're ... [ Oh, look at that. The kiss parts and Loki wrinkles his nose in mock-solemn displeasure, leaving the icing where it is. ] Sneaky.

[ Hooking his fingers in Billy's beltloops, he tugs him in flush all over again, this time tilting his head. ]

You'd better clean up the mess you've made, Kaplan.

[Oh, worth it. Billy laughs, a little too satisfied with himself even as Loki draws him in.

He grins still as he settles in against Loki, pressed as close as they can get at the moment.]

Oh, come on. You totally walked into that one.

[But he does lean up to do just that, tongue flicking out to clean the frosting off before he moves back to Loki's lips, giving him a more proper kiss this time.]

Eyes wide open.

[ He certainly did walk into it and would do so again. Billy tastes sweeter than usual when tongues gravitate toward one another, Loki's hands rising to cup a pretty face and stroke his thumbs over soft cheeks, the fingers of one hand slithering back through chocolate-dark locks to fist there briefly as the kiss deepens with a bold lick. Sometimes he thinks back to their days on the ship when his body was slimmer, lighter, not quite so much his as it has become in the two years since, and he supplants that memory of himself with the way he is now; locking the door of Billy's cabin and letting no one in, trying to stay quiet through heaving breaths and guttural groans ...

Capturing a lower lip, it gets tugged as he leans back to peer at Billy through glittering green eyes, pecking him with a sweeter kiss once the abused flesh is released. ]

You said before that you wanted this to be more real, as if it already had a place back home. [ The room has been prepped magically for this moment, of course. The walls shimmer and everything blurs out of focus for a split-second, leaving them in Billy's cabin aboard Noh-Varr's ship.

Loki grins, arching a brow to silently ask if this is okay. No reason they can't both have a little of what they want, right? ]

[It's easy to melt into this kisses, and it gets even easier every time they do this. The way their lips meet and their tongues mingle, Loki's taste mixed with sweet frosting... it has him leaning in closer, pressing his weight against Loki.

The bite really isn't helping the way want flares, neither is the way Loki looks at him. His hands tighten briefly around Loki where they've settled at his waist, reluctant to let go.]

I-- [Whatever he's about to say is left to trail off for the moment as his eyes roll up towards the ceiling and then around the room.]

My room when we were with Noh-Varr?

[He remembers this. It's so fresh in his mind thanks to the impromptu trip back home. He grins after a moment and laughs under his breath. More real. Billy will definitely take that. He doesn't bother answering with any verbal cues and instead leans back up to steal a deeper kiss, a hand sliding up to tangle through soft black locks of hair to keep Loki drawn in.]

Sneaking into their faithful student's cabin... is that what mentors do?

[ If a tenuous thread exists between them it's moment like these, with Billy reeling Loki in of his own volition, that strengthens their connection. As much as Loki doesn't deserve him, he's a selfish creature ruled by his wants and well aware of it. The best he hopes for is to steer his intentions surrounding Billy into a better place, this time.

So he lets him lead the slow, deep kiss and draw a soft noise out to muffle between their lips, the hand in Loki's hair more of a vice than Billy knows. ]

Well, I was going to make this, the illusion, your room back home ... but I thought that might be a bit weird.

[ Creepy. ]

This was the next best thing.

[When it comes down to it, Billy has always gone after what he wants, and he does want Loki. It's not all physical want and need either, even if that would make this so much easier to handle. He cares about him though- not as a god in a stories he was told or as something far greater than he ever thought he'd have in his world.

He likes spending time with him, talking and laughing and just sharing in each other's lives.

and he likes this too, the way Loki kisses him and feels pressed close. He lets out a soft laugh when he speaks again, smiling against his lips.]

Maybe a little bit. [Even if he wonders how much Loki remembers of it.]

Should we sit down?

I've no idea, it's your room. [ Waggling his brows for effect! ] We can do whatever you want in here, but we'll have to keep our voices down.

[ Thin spaceship walls, that sort of thing. ]

[He gives a laugh at that and slides his arms around Loki's shoulders, fingers playing against the hair at the nape of his neck lightly.]

So this is a lesson in self-control, huh? [Well, if they're roleplaying, might as well go all out.

He gives a grim, determined nod.]

No one will hear us... I can think of a lot of other uses for our mouths to keep quiet anyway.

[ He makes a show of tilting his head back into those tickling touches, scooping up Billy under his knees and shoulders to dump him on the bed. No fear! Loki follows him right after, crawling atop his lap while being mindful of the nearby cake. ]

Can the birthday boy think of anything in particular? Requests?

[ Perhaps for Loki to keep kissing softly along his jaw, or the hands roaming lower to do more than stroke at Billy through his pants once they find the line of his dick. ]

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