#adamwarlocking

𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔.

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The chatter between the pair had became a nuisance upon battered ears that had the poor grace to hear them bickering.  Their arguments went from the harassment of the Goddess’s finer looks and wandering hands of the troll to the direction they were going.  

“You decided to sleepover here with me, Adam, so don’t complain.” Loki answered joking in a rather lower voice, a little bit tired. The God wanted to head to the nearest sleeping oppotunity and the couch seemed rather comfortable to rest on. He didn’t expect though that Adam might follow him as well, keeping him company and perhaps sharing cuddles? Much to Loki’s touch starved self he couldn’t say no to such situation.

Since the golden man appears to be a bit larger than the Aesir it appears that both had trouble finding enough space, a part of it though it Loki purposely stealing free space.

“Alright, I know how to solve this.” he added smirking as the trickster began to turn around to face the other male, scooting closer towards him so the God is giving up his area to lay on so Adam can move a little further to the couch. Arms are wrapped around the Cosmic being, Loki’s whole body is literally clinging onto the man as his head nuzzled the crook of Adam’s neck.

“Be honoured. You are more comfortable than my actual bed.” The sorcerer murmured quitely as he found the ultimate comfort and bliss being so close to Adam.

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Gem moans as she struggles to sit up. Her head was pounding, and she knew it was going to be like that for a long time. After all, some douche came up behind her and rendered her unconscious. Come on, the guardians are the only one who were suppose to be uncaring of honor and the rules of combat. She shakes her head a few times before struggling up to her feet, moving as much as she could in her current situation. 

She knows that stubborn look all too well. But if all his magic up until now hasn’t changed the situation, she can’t imagine the last bit will do the trick; and he’s wearing himself out trying. Suppose it’s easier to notice when it’s someone else.