"Oh, elskan mín, I was never insulted." She beams up at him; her height is the same in this as in her usual male form, but Megatron is still taller. "It is in my nature to take a word game and go running with it, when I'm in high spirits."
"It's true that I've never thought of myself as soft or delicate, though. And I was considered too thin and weak by Asgardian beauty standards for men, growing up, but I think that had I not been standing next to Thor most of the time it would not have bothered me at all. He's always been a golden-haired slab of muscle."
Still delicate by Cybertronian standards, though, which amuses Loki just a little.
"That is a sweet thing to say." She kisses his cheek. "I have only known my Jotun form for a few years. Less than a decade, and discovering it was a terrible shock. Had that not been the case, I would like it better. But you can thank the Winter Spirit, if you ever meet him, for making me open up to it as much as I have. Before, I could scarcely wear it without feeling panic, but now there is such a feeling of joy in it, to wander bare-chested and bare-footed in the snow like it's a part of me. I look forward to the season now."
She laughs a little at the talk of creativity, but there's a thoughtfulness there, too. "I would not be opposed, but perhaps more practice in these forms is in order first. I am not such a consummate shapeshifter that I can easily construct a form like your own, but it may be possible, with time and work."
"As for my own, I think we can set aside the possibility of lovemaking in my spider form, and the serpentine shape has possibilities, but they're quite pornographic. The Mare is dangerous, far more so than any other shape of mine save one. She has a mental and emotional state all her own, as if I've channeled my anger into that form. I do make a nice cuddly wolf, though, if I say so myself."
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"It's true that I've never thought of myself as soft or delicate, though. And I was considered too thin and weak by Asgardian beauty standards for men, growing up, but I think that had I not been standing next to Thor most of the time it would not have bothered me at all. He's always been a golden-haired slab of muscle."
Still delicate by Cybertronian standards, though, which amuses Loki just a little.
"That is a sweet thing to say." She kisses his cheek. "I have only known my Jotun form for a few years. Less than a decade, and discovering it was a terrible shock. Had that not been the case, I would like it better. But you can thank the Winter Spirit, if you ever meet him, for making me open up to it as much as I have. Before, I could scarcely wear it without feeling panic, but now there is such a feeling of joy in it, to wander bare-chested and bare-footed in the snow like it's a part of me. I look forward to the season now."
She laughs a little at the talk of creativity, but there's a thoughtfulness there, too. "I would not be opposed, but perhaps more practice in these forms is in order first. I am not such a consummate shapeshifter that I can easily construct a form like your own, but it may be possible, with time and work."
"As for my own, I think we can set aside the possibility of lovemaking in my spider form, and the serpentine shape has possibilities, but they're quite pornographic. The Mare is dangerous, far more so than any other shape of mine save one. She has a mental and emotional state all her own, as if I've channeled my anger into that form. I do make a nice cuddly wolf, though, if I say so myself."