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justabitoffun) wrote2011-09-25 05:36 pm
justabitoffun) wrote2011-09-25 05:36 pm
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dirtyenough4u
Request: Giggly!Loki
"It wasn't that funny."
Natasha angled a glare up at the Norse god but all it managed was to encourage him into laughing harder. Hell, it wasn't even really a laugh it was more like a giggle. She hadn't even known he was capable of such a ridiculous sound but for the life of her she couldn't get him to stop. She'd tried everything from punching him to giving him one of her (in)famous murderous glares all to no avail. It was beginning to get obnoxious but she refused to beg.
She punched him in the shoulder again even though she knew it wouldn't do any good. "Seriously!"
With a load of obvious effort, Loki tried to compose himself enough just so he could speak. But he had trouble getting around his heaving sides to take in enough air to actually make any sound other than the giggles. His sides hurt but it felt impossibly good at the same time.
"Y-you...didn't see y-your face!" He finally wheezed around the laughter.
For that he ended up on his back after a whirlwind of motion. All he saw was a flash of red and a black silhouette before he'd hit the ground. Despite the air having been knocked from his already desperate lungs he burst into a renewed fit of hard laughter. He was literally rolling on the floor in amusement.
Fed up, the Widow threw her hands into the air and stomped out of the room. Despite her best efforts though she sported just the tiniest hint of a smile from seeing him in such good cheer.
dirtyenough4uRequest: Giggly!Loki
Natasha angled a glare up at the Norse god but all it managed was to encourage him into laughing harder. Hell, it wasn't even really a laugh it was more like a giggle. She hadn't even known he was capable of such a ridiculous sound but for the life of her she couldn't get him to stop. She'd tried everything from punching him to giving him one of her (in)famous murderous glares all to no avail. It was beginning to get obnoxious but she refused to beg.
She punched him in the shoulder again even though she knew it wouldn't do any good. "Seriously!"
With a load of obvious effort, Loki tried to compose himself enough just so he could speak. But he had trouble getting around his heaving sides to take in enough air to actually make any sound other than the giggles. His sides hurt but it felt impossibly good at the same time.
"Y-you...didn't see y-your face!" He finally wheezed around the laughter.
For that he ended up on his back after a whirlwind of motion. All he saw was a flash of red and a black silhouette before he'd hit the ground. Despite the air having been knocked from his already desperate lungs he burst into a renewed fit of hard laughter. He was literally rolling on the floor in amusement.
Fed up, the Widow threw her hands into the air and stomped out of the room. Despite her best efforts though she sported just the tiniest hint of a smile from seeing him in such good cheer.