Kitri sat down on Loki's couch, removing her boots and moving her feet underneath her, while Loki went to pour them two more glasses of dark red wine. He handed her one as he sat down, lounging back with a sigh while putting an arm around her shoulders as he gazed at the fireplace. She gently placed her glass down on the coffee table in front of them. "Wish to see something interesting?"

He nodded eagerly, and she put one of her hands lightly on his thigh. He chuckled as he looked down at her hand with a devious smile. "I must admit, I quite enjoy where this is going."

She nudged him playfully while rolling her eyes. "Watch the fire."

Kitri began lightly tracing shapes with her fingers on his leather covered thigh, and he watched as the fire in the fireplace began to bend oddly. The flames would elongate and twist in mesmerizing unnatural patterns, and he watched with interest, quickly realizing that the shapes of the flames were the identical to the patterns she was caressing onto his thigh.

"Incredible..." He whispered.

He then looked down at her, seeing that she was no longer looking at the fireplace but up at him, deep into his eyes with a soft smile, looking over his handsome features and trying to gauge his reaction. Her eyes were dark with lust, and glowed a bit around the pupil like burning red embers.

Loki caressed her cheek and slowly pushed her down so she was laying on her back, looking up at him expectantly. He got so close to her face their lips were almost touching, hers trembling slightly with the need to feel his against her.

He kissed her jawline instead, moving down and placing hungry kisses along her neck, biting the skin lightly. She threw her head back with a hushed moan that made his hips buckle towards her. "So fast, and you have already found my weak spot." She murmured.

Loki pulled his head up to look at her. "Is that so? I believe it will be quite a bit of fun finding all of your weak spots..." He teased, his emerald green eyes glowing with excitement.

She touched his well fitted armor, unfortunately struggling to find a way to remove it. Loki chuckled as she felt it disappear, her hands suddenly feeling the warmth of his smooth chest, a drastic change from the metalic chill she just had her hands on.

Her eyes widened with surprise. "How?"

"An illusion, my sweet. I wish to appear as if I am armored and ready for battle at all times. Around Odin's halls I could really be wearing nothing at all as far as anyone else can tell."

Kitri grinned, tracing his chest. "Well I do not think you will need any illusions to make my clothes come off." She teased.

Loki growled, kissing her deeply while working to remove her robes and get her under the covers of his bed.

She complied and as they were both in his bed, he slowly crawled on top, propping himself over, as she traced her hands along his torso. He sighed at her touch, looking down at her flaming red hair that caused a pleasant view as it spread around her head onto his unbelievably soft covers. The way she looked up at him made him crave her even more.

She pulled him down to kiss her, his touch becoming less gentle.

She then suddenly seemed to hesitate, and he pulled back to look at her in question. When she spoke her voice had a hint of nervousness. "Not exactly experienced with men, remember?"

His grin grew, filthy thoughts flooding into his mind. "Oh that is quite right, you did mention this... Perhaps we should take this in a different direction then?" As he spoke his voice seemed to change, and he moved to prop himself right over her so all she could see was his face. She watched in awe and slight panic as his features began to shift and change.

His hair grew longer and longer, dropping around her face like curtains. She could feel him press against her, suddenly feeling pressure from the suddenly swelling that came from his flat chest against her own. Kitri gasped and Loki chuckled in a very melodic and feminine voice. "You were not aware I could do this, were you?"

Kitri was rendered speechless. After struggling to think of anything snappy to respond with, she decided to just go with her first impression of the change. "You are gorgeous." She breathed, cupping Loki's pale face. He smiled, and began to to run his thinner and much softer hands along her body.

"I... I want to have you as you usually are. At least for the first time." She admitted and Loki showed a flirty smile, enjoying the implication of having her more than once, while leaning in to kiss her neck.

His long jet black hair tickled lightly against her skin. "You do realize this is one of my main powers, do you not, kitten? Oh how quickly they have forgotten the legends that speak of my powers..." Loki murmured, and then placed gentle kisses from her collarbone to her ear as she buckled her hips and moaned under him.

He then paused. "But as you wish..." He said, and she watched his form recede into the version of him she recognized.

"My god..." She breathed, running her hands through his hair while admiring this handsome god that she was currently sharing a bed with.

Loki grinned at her words. "That I am, my sweet.."

Kitri's moans grew louder from his movements, and she tried to bite down hard onto the back of her hand to keep quiet. As Loki noticed this he quickly repositioned himself to grab a tight hold of the wrist she had near her face, pinning it above her head. "Oh no no no. You will not dare stifle those beautiful moans I am forcing out of you." He ordered with a breathless chuckle as he continued.

After those filthy words, it didn't take much longer for Kitri to lose herself to him completely.