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Loki’s gaze travels slowly over the finely crafted coat, breeches and boots, followed by his fingers. He picks up the coat and strokes thoughtfully over the soft black leather and golden clasps, rubbing his cheek over the vibrant green lining. It looks striking against the dusky blue of his skin. Suddenly Thor cannot wait to see him wear it and he barely swallows his disappointment when Loki places the coat back on the chaise.
“Is it not Odin who wants me to wear these,” Loki asks, sitting down in the plush arm chair that stands perpendicular to the chaise. He settles down sideways in it, his legs dangling over the left arm of the chair and his cheek resting against the high back. “Is my attire and skin insulting his delicate senses? Reminding him of what he brought into his own home because he has grown too fat and weak to defend against Jotunheim should Laufey dare to attack?”
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- Part 2 of Wrap my flesh in ivory