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Oh, it was a bottle night indeed…

Siggy and Tony made it to the bar in record time, followed closely by the others. Thor happily asked for a brew, but Siggy held a hand up before Stark could get him a beer. "Wait, have you had a Moose Knuckle, Thor?"

"Moose…Knuckle." The god replied vacantly and the look she shot Stark said it all. With a flurry, the two moved in unison. They pointed at others who looked dubious, taking numbers, and then got to work.

"Jarvis, get some apple ale up here." Tony said and he pulled Guinness bottles up from the cooler beneath his bar. Siggy, in turn, pulled up glasses and popped tops of the beers while Tony got a pack of the ale he'd requested in record time.

"Shots!"

Everyone was offered one, even Loki who sitting in the corner with a book. When all looked upon Siggy to initiate the first toast of the night, she grinned easily and barked, "To shitty fun-runs and surprise haircuts!"

"To runs and haircuts!"

When glass hit surface, she and Tony got back to work. She whipped a couple of tumblers in her hands, and was instantly hooted at by Clint and Tasha. "What the hell? I didn't know you could do that!" Banner said with a laugh, as Tony started blasting music around them.

"Hey, I had to pay for graduate school somehow!" she shouted across the bar to him. "Who doesn't like a redheaded bartender?"

Natasha took another of her vodka shots and lifted a finger, to signal she had a point. She took a breath after she swallowed and ignored Barton's dubious look. "I second that one, Sig. Everybody likes a redhead bartender. I've played one many times, if you need the evidence." She said with a wink, "Fill that up, gingie."

Siggy smirked as she continued pouring the apple ale into glasses while snatching the bottle of vodka to refill Romanoff's shot glass. She completely upturned the bottle for a solid counted pour and offered the fresh drink with a wink in return.

Natasha gave her a genuinely warm smile and lifted her glass. "Na zdorovje!"

Siggy lifted her own whiskey glass in response so that they clinked, sipped, and she got back to work. Now was the fun part…

Siggy had the apple ales in the glasses, filled halfway, but she tilted them at such an angle that the beer threatened to spill. She slowly poured the stout Guinness into the sides so that the ales married a moment, threatening to mix just before they separated, with the heavier ale on the top.

Siggy set down one after another of the Moose Knuckles, in front of Clint, Thor, Bruce, Tony, and Maria Hill even. While the others clinked glasses, she stood at the end and poured one extra, which she leaned to set on the far end of the bar as best she could. Drawbacks of the curse of being short, she thought as she dug deep and prayed her tip-toes would keep her from smacking her chin on the bar.

Shed struggled so hard, but she needn't have had to in the end. A cool hand enclosed over the glass, fingers covering some of her own as their met gazes. She couldn't resist the smile that lit her face up.

"Loki…I made you one. They're really good." She said.

Loki lifted a brow and took a deep sip, to get the flavors of both levels of ale. His eyes widened and she was very much pleased by his reaction.

"Das gut?" she said in German, because she was slightly drunk and she was raised on the language.

Loki looked at her darkly and tried to pinpoint something. "You know, we all watched from here…you're what he called a pure Valkyrie. He said you needed to search for answers."

Siggy snorted at that. "Funny, it never helped me when I was a child with no one…I was damn lucky to find a family as it was." She hissed, and looked up at him with a question on her mouth, before she retracted it.

He noticed.

"Tell me." He said, no-nonsense.

"Shit, really?" she whined, and saw his serious gaze. "Fine…I was wondering how you felt…to know you were adopted."

Loki frowned at that and rubbed the condensation of his glass thoughtfully. "I knew I was different but…it was a surprise to know just how much so."

"I know it…you wanted to belong. But you never did." She said, as she looked at her glass. "I felt the same with my foster mother. I loved her, still love her, but it was hard to realize the life of hunting and fishing was not for me. The girls around me were married with children…I remained untouched and bitter, while my mother protected me…It was so hard to leave her behind, but it was for her own good."

Loki looked upon the woman before him and really took her in…

Her hair was limp, as if tired like herself, but it still held a residual heat that wafted to him from even with the distance of the bar. She's taken off her vest long ago, and he noticed markings, Tattoos, peeking out from both edges of her shoulders. Despite her over the top energy and presence, she was not a large female.

Siggy tossed a foot onto the edge of the bar as she leaned back into her tall chair, but he could see definition in both her calves and thighs. She was strong of leg verily, but she was weaker in her arms. She was toned all over, but her abdomen held no extra fat to protect her, so he wondered if she was fit there as well.

Loki knew the booze was affecting him, because he was wondering about her…he knew she wasn't the Valkyrie type he'd known for centuries. Yet here she was, petite and strong in all the right ways…a pure Valkyrie.

Before he could do something stupid like drag her by the foot over the bar to test her strength in person, music boomed from the sound system above and Siggy laughed out loud from her seat.

We'll go down in history!

Remember me for centuries!

The shorter of the bartenders smiled at the lyrics and she turned to see that Tasha was a fan of the same song. Together, by the booze in their systems, they pointed at one another across the bar and hopped from their seats to do battle.

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It was early morning when Loki felt Siggy shuffle up beside him on the roof. She must have felt she was gracefully sitting beside him, but she really crushed into his hip and squeezed his chest ruthlessly.

"Loki!" she said, breathlessly on his chin as she nuzzled his neck.

Despite the fact she was inebriated and likely had no idea what she was doing, Loki felt his pants tighten when her teeth met his skin for a quick nip.

"Psst! Loki!"

"What, Sigrün?" he snapped, as he heard her giggle just when her head fell back on to his legs. She lied over his lap with ease, head back and amber eyes glowing in the moonlight as they focused on his face.

"I love how you say that…" she practically hummed.

"Hm?" he barely muttered, as he watched her reach up to tug on the leather ties of his shirt, and it drew his eye to her cleavage.

She was oddly lethal to withhold, as her new claws gleamed in the light of the stars and moon. All of it aroused him…

"My name," she whispered, bringing him back to reality. "When you say my full name." She flung a leg over his shoulder while the other snatched him around the waist, dragging her hips to his abdomen. It was highly provocative, and it almost made him nervous. Ha, almost.

Loki ran a hand up her outer thigh, finding it pleasantly taunt with muscle, before he felt just how warm she was. She must have felt the opposite on her backside, due to her position, because she moaned and tried to grind down to get more of the feeling.

"Sigrün," he said, teasingly, and watched her writhe beneath his grip. It wouldn't take much, he knew, to have her pleased and panting…but he wanted her. He wanted to claim her, despite the repercussions. He wanted her moaning his name, so that she would be his.

Siggy practically rolled into his cool palms as he ran them over her abdomen, to brush between her breasts. When his skin touched her collarbone her breath escaped her. She didn't expect him to actually touch her; it had a sobering effect.

She squeezed his waist with her legs so that she heard a grunt and she felt herself being dragged up. He looked positively murderous.

"I see what you're doing now…"

She shook her head as best she could with his hand on her neck. "No, I just…I didn't know what I was thinking…coming up here. I don't want to do something to you."

"Like what?" he practically hissed as he grabbed a bundle of her hair and gripped. She yelped and her hair lit up in response to the pain. Flames licked down her neck, over his hands and although he did grimace by the sharpness of the heat, he didn't let go.

"Like that!" she snapped, tears of shame and anger clouding her vision as she forcefully contained the flame once more. "I've burned every person who got too close to me." She said, as Loki loosed his grip on her hair but not her neck.

Siggy took a breath and continued quietly. "I've never been with anyone...you know that! I've pecked someone on the lips in high school, but I really hurt a couple guys while I was in college. When they wanted more than a chaste little kiss."

At the look he gave her, she sighed audibly. "In other words I haven't had sex before, let alone a damn decent kiss…Loki, it was getting to be too serious a minute ago and I really didn't want to set your whole body on fire or something."

The trickster smirked at her then, and she thought she'd die of embarrassment. Siggy had refused to utter the word virgin, but she still felt ridiculous. Now that she felt stupid, she tried to push away from him.

Loki refused to let her up and instead pulled her closer. "Let us test this. Otherwise I might think you're just trying to get away from me."

Her brows shot up to her new bangs as he moved towards her lips with purpose. Before she could utter a word to stop him, he captured her mouth and her eyes fluttered close with pleasure.

Though it was a very basic kiss, it was utterly amazing. She felt his hand release her neck at the front, but he griped her at the base of her hairline from the back. He pulled her closer still and she felt him push for access to her mouth.

Shocked, she could do nothing to stop him as his cool tongue forced into her mouth and she moaned. Instantly her hair alighted and her body temperature skyrocketed.

Siggy wanted to pull away, frightened she was hurting him, but he continued with his exploration of her mouth and their tongues danced. He forced her to forget her past experiences with his wicked assault, and before she knew it, she was dragging him down for more.

Her claws dug into Loki's shirt and she lifted a scalding hand to his neck, which elicited a shiver from him. It was so strange, the dance they were creating.

When she needed air, she pulled away as far as he would allow, and their eyes met. Loki's was still quite pale, but she caught a fleeting glimpse of blue leaving his extremities. She would ask about that later, for now her brain was too high, flooding her body with too many goodies to inquire.

He cleared his throat and ran a hand through his mussed hair before giving her a fantastic grin. "Well," he said with a deepened voice, as he reached out ran his thumb over her warm lower lip. "If I may be so bold to say, you've just seemed to have gotten kissed. Would you call it satisfactory?"

Siggy snapped shut her gaping mouth and responded with a laugh. "Oh, um, well yes most satisfactory." She said, just as the sun hit the horizon and lit up the morning. "Opps…" She uttered and looked back to him. Well, its obviously morning now...so, I suppose that was an entirely satisfying kiss, Loki."

He smirked and let her stand up, then watched her lazily stretch in the sun before she offered a hand to him. "You know if Stark gets wind of this he'll never shut up about it."

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