Slamming into the wall drew a smile across her face. While she was capable of being more intimate, there were a plethora of reasons why this was the best way with Loki. It felt especially right with the lingering primal urges she felt trying to claw their way to the surface.

Bo kissed him, hard and unrelenting with nips interspersed. The god of mischief was alluring with his power and hints of darkness to him.

She pulled back from his lips, breathless, and urged Loki's mouth to the nape of her neck and to her chest. "Don't want... To share you're -" she tugged at him, her body pressing against him wantonly. "Toy?"