Three Shades of Red

I lean back into his arms.

“Tell me the fantasies concerning you.”

“I can’t.”

“It’s alright. I won’t feel ashamed or judge you,” Loki says.

I feel his warmth as I show him the fantasies that creep into my head most.

“Nothing that unusual.”

“Really?” I ask, looking up at him.

He cocks an eyebrow. “Well, you know my mythos. I’m never surprised. Maybe that’s a good thing?”

I turn three shades of red and bury myself in his chest.