It’s a new thing really, realizing just how much feeling he’s truly capable of. He’d always been emotional, of course, but he’d also always done his best to try and hide it. Loki has always prided himself on being in control, even if that didn’t always jive with his need for chaos. The truth of it is, he has always wanted to have control, even if that is control over a chaotic situation he’s created.
But the truth of it is, part of why he’s always wanted control is because he always feels wildly out of control. When he was younger, much of the trouble he got into was due to loss of control over his emotions. He always felt hurt, left out, disrespected. Now that he knows better, or at least has had people around him that he knows care, he’s found it easier to sit in his own emotions and release them in a healthier way. As such, he can take their words for what they are, the truth. “I know you are correct. I am sure they will both forgive, and probably have already. I know they care and want me to be happy as much as I wish that for them. I just worry. They were my first real friends and losing them was very hard.”
He relaxes fully as they kiss. One thing he’s learning quite quickly is that she has that ability with him, to almost instantly calm him, making him feel better quickly. It’s a feat only she is able to accomplish and he could never thank her enough.
“My favourite thing?” His voice comes out low, rough and honestly thoughtful. He sighs softly, a little distracted by her mouth even as he tries to answer the question. It doesn’t take long for him to have an answer come to mind, but it’s not something he’s often (or ever) told anyone outright before. “Would you believe I like it when my partner takes control? Tied up and fucked to within an inch of my life. It’s one of the few ways I’ve found I can simply let go.”
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Date: 2024-09-08 07:07 pm (UTC)But the truth of it is, part of why he’s always wanted control is because he always feels wildly out of control. When he was younger, much of the trouble he got into was due to loss of control over his emotions. He always felt hurt, left out, disrespected. Now that he knows better, or at least has had people around him that he knows care, he’s found it easier to sit in his own emotions and release them in a healthier way. As such, he can take their words for what they are, the truth. “I know you are correct. I am sure they will both forgive, and probably have already. I know they care and want me to be happy as much as I wish that for them. I just worry. They were my first real friends and losing them was very hard.”
He relaxes fully as they kiss. One thing he’s learning quite quickly is that she has that ability with him, to almost instantly calm him, making him feel better quickly. It’s a feat only she is able to accomplish and he could never thank her enough.
“My favourite thing?” His voice comes out low, rough and honestly thoughtful. He sighs softly, a little distracted by her mouth even as he tries to answer the question. It doesn’t take long for him to have an answer come to mind, but it’s not something he’s often (or ever) told anyone outright before. “Would you believe I like it when my partner takes control? Tied up and fucked to within an inch of my life. It’s one of the few ways I’ve found I can simply let go.”