Written for: tonaathena1996. June 10th, 2018 Lokane, "candlelight kisses"
She called it a cupcake. It was green with yellow and black sprinkles, a single candle sticking out of the center. As a dessert, it fell short. He could eat the whole thing in one bite. The last time he partook in cake, it spanned the entire table and everyone got second, third, even fourth helpings. How Midgardians could subsist on such meager portions, he'd never know. He almost envied them. Almost.
"I don't understand," he said as Jane lit the candle. "How am I to eat it if you're burning it?"
Jane rolled her eyes. "Loki, come on. I've been to Asgard. I know you guys have candles."
"Yes, but we don't put them in our food."
"Then consider this your first lesson in Midgardian birthday customs." She held up the cupcake, the flame dancing but not going out. "Rule number one: if you want your birthday wish, you have to blow out your candles."
"The candle will grant my wish."
"Not really, but it's tradition, so go on."
Loki took the cupcake. He watched the flame flicker. A bead of wax dripped down the candle and he banished it before it hit the frosting. He turned it all around, examining it from each side. It smelled sweet and had a spongy texture. If he applied even the tiniest bit of pressure, it would fall apart in his hands.
"Interesting color," he remarked.
"I got them specially made just for you," she said proudly. "In the original recipe, they came out red."
"A truly deplorable color," he said, ignoring Jane's teasing grin. "Now then, onto my wish…"
He ran a finger down her cheek, her skin soft and supple and so perfectly warm. Her eyes fluttered closed as he lifted her face, just to meet his lips to hers. Their kiss was chaste and over far too quick. She sighed as he pulled away, but he blocked her searching mouth with the cupcake.
Drawing a breath, he blew out the candle. Wisps of smoke rose to the ceiling and vanished. Loki pulled out the candle, dropping it on the counter where it would soon be forgotten. He held Jane's gaze as he took a bite of the cupcake. It was a bit too dry for his taste, but the flavor was acceptable. He offered her the other half. She chewed slowly, moaning like the wanton temptress he always knew she was.
A moment later, they were upstairs. Laying on their bed, Loki traced circles over Jane's bare stomach. She blinked and looked around, bits of cupcake stuck her face.
"Would you look at that," Loki gasped, a hungry smile poking through his shocked facade. "My wish has come true!"
Jane gave him a flat look. "You know, you can't just-"
Except he very much could, as he definitively proved with his next, breath stealing kiss. This time, they wouldn't be stopping.