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[If there's anything Jason hates is not knowing where he'll take his next step and this feels like jumping straight into that. But he's tried harsher, weirder. Magic is a new territory, yes, but so is having someone by his side he actually trusts. Loki held his hands in the catacombs when he wasn't sure if they would react to Jason's 'revival', Loki let him play with Sleip, Loki has teleported him plenty of times. He makes a mental list of every time he's been on Loki's hands when he used magic and he's surprised at how long it actually is.

He glances at the stones, then finally reaches for them. And the first thing he feels is exactly what Loki described, which is actually terrifying. It's like falling because he wasn't fast with the grapple gun, one of his nightmares when he was still new at being Robin and using the hook wasn't muscle memory. He closes his eyes, trying to focus on the feeling of the stones between his fingers. Of Loki, next to him.]

Now what?

Look at the pin. Think of what you look like with black hair, red hair, the style ... share that with the stones, then tell them to put it into the object you want. This is all about you, Jason, you're running the show here. I can't tell you how insistent to be.

[ It's about how much Jason wants this to work, his commitment will latch the glamour onto the pin if his will is strong enough. ]

I'm right behind you, I've got your back. Just lose yourself a little, Jay, feel them peel through you and duplicate what they need.

[ It's really much hotter than he thought it would be, watching Jason casting magic. He can't wait to lick his fingers after this. ]

[Jason has many flaws, and he tries to be aware of them. But not having a strong enough will isn't one of them. He's determined, tenacious, resolved. And yes, pretty stubborn as well. So he focuses his entire mind on the pin, on giving it the power he wants it to give.

Please, he thinks, because it seems appropriate. Just let this work, please. He imagines his red hair, his locks, his green eyes. He imagines himself with black hair and blue eyes behind the domino mask. He imagines subtle changes, enough so people won't put two and two together unless they already know. He'd try to do more, but he isn't sure how much is too much to ask to the stones. He doesn't want them to consider him selfish.

'Loose yourself', Loki says so he lets them know his body as he strokes the stones with his thumb. He lets them see what he sees in the mirror, lets them feel what he feels when someone's trailing his body with their finger tips. He tries to focus on that and give them the power to change what he needs to change. But it's actually hard to focus when he has so much power in his hands. Power he can already feel slipping away.

He lets it go. He doesn't intend to keep it. He just wants the glamour. Just a press of the pin, and it'd be so easy.]

How will I know it's done?

[ Seeing and feeling the ebb and flow of power comes easily to Loki as Jason focuses and gets his magical zen on. He paces around the table and holds a palm over the pin, reading the energy it gives off to the blank nothingness of before, and over the glow of the stones he nods.

To say he's a little impressed would be an understatement. ]

I think you've done it. Put the stones down, Jason, and step away. Try to forget about them.

[ Ah, inspiration. ]

Set them on the table and then think of me and you in bed to distract yourself, I'm going to separate their power from your touch.

[Jason does set them on the table. He'd have guessed they should be warm to the touch, holding all that power. But they actually feel like they simply match Jason's temperature instead.]

I'm always imagining you and I in bed when you're around. [He teases, but he gets it. He isn't sure if he has to think about letting go, but the way Loki puts it it's probably better if he doesn't think about them at all. So he glances up at Loki instead, and imagines slowly, slowly taking off every piece of clothing until he's staring back at that body he's seen many times by now.]

Even when we're around your mentor? Scandalous.

[ The stones are coaxed back into the bag from before, levitated inside where they cease their illuminative rainbows and grow silent as Loki severs their term of service with Jason. It's easily enough done; he lets them return to being his for a half-second and then relinquishes his ownership too. He can't trust himself with them at his personal beck and call any longer than that.

The room looks a lot dimmer as he rubs his eyes. The pin is scooped up, offered once he stands one more before Jason. ]

It feels different to me. Put it on and turn it black, let's see to what degree this worked.

Edited 2016-03-08 04:04 (UTC)

That's... not a theory I want to test.

[Not that it wouldn't be funny to make Bruce uncomfortable, but he's learning there are limits he cannot push and being with Loki is one of them. He's not pushing Loki away any time soon, so the best thing he's found is to keep those worlds separated. He's never needed Bruce's approval when it comes to this part of his anyway.

He reaches for the pin, stroking it with a thumb before he puts it on. Even if this doesn't work, even if Jason did something wrong at least he gets a good reminder. He's just wearing a sweater, so not the clothes he'll usually wear to hide the pin but this is just a test so he puts it on anyway. He closes his eyes.]

Well, there goes nothing. [And so he focuses on his black hair.]

I'll bet.

[ He looks delighted when Jason's appearance shifts within moments, a sleek Glamour charm doing exactly as it should with seamless ease from one face to another. It's still visibly Jason if you know he's there, but the little differences are clearly what he tried to recreate with the wig and everything else by hand.

This looks real.

He slides his hands around Jason's waist, reaching up to pluck a hair off his head ("Sorry!") and show it to him. ]

Black as night, even when pulled free. Bathroom mirror, come on! You need to see this!

[ Tug-tugging him like a child excited to play with his friend's newest toy. ]

[Jason laughs, finding Loki's eagerness already. He's so happy to help. Kinda really cute, indeed.]

I did that.

[And as soon as he says it out loud it hits him, what he just did. He held the power, he used it and now he has a nice little pin to prove for it. He doesn't have to worry about the wig, about all the paraphernalia because as long as he has that glamour with him (Glamour that he made he can change his appearance with a simple gesture with his hand.

His mind is still reeling when he sees himself in the mirror. And his mouth forms a perfect 'oh', because he looks exactly the same he did when he was still dying his hair. Still pretending. Before Bruce died and he just... gave up.]

It works. It really does. [And he glances back at Loki.] How do I- I can't just accept this. I need to give you something back.

[ Take me with you the next time you meet with your mentor, your father, he thinks, saying nothing as he slips in to nuzzle under a jaw-line. He understands with perfect clarity why he isn't wanted around and if he flips the situation in his head, with Jason wanting to be included even peripherally around Odin, the answer would be firmly in the negative ... albeit for very different reasons.

Either Jason's hands are tied or he just doesn't think of Loki as family. That's okay, it's to be expected. It's wise. ]

I already have everything I could want.

[ It isn't really a lie, not when a quiet thrum of feeling slips into the statement and his lips easily find Jason's for a devoted kiss. ]

Edited 2016-03-09 03:11 (UTC)

[Jason hums as he returns the kiss, his hair going back to red just because he can. He makes a mental note to check if the hair that got pulled (ouch, by the way) is still black or if it goes back to red when the rest of it does. Or he would, if he wasn't so focused on the kiss.

He tries to explain himself with the kiss, say words that he can't say out loud. Because he's hyperaware that he hasn't uttered a 'thanks' yet, even if he's made sure Loki knows he's thankful. He puts everything into the kiss: how grateful he is, how Loki doing this was unexpected and made his stomach twist in the best of ways. How he doesn't get anything for free, ever, and Loki makes him feel special just by doing that.

He does break the kiss for air, eventually.]

No, you gotta tell me. I'm not good with- with this shit, with being thankful. I can't just let you do this and not do anything in return but I have no idea where to even start. You deserve me doing something for you.

[ His hands slide up into Jason's thick red hair when it shifts back, unable to resist as Loki plants another kiss on him. So proud, his lover did this ... ]

Hah! Okay, okay, let me think. [ He nibbles on Jason's lip, finally humming as an idea strikes. ] Go into a sex shop and pick out any toy you want to try out, even if you don't know what it is. You think you're such a tough guy, Jason Todd, but the imagery of you surrounded by rubber dicks is almost adorable to me. And I want a selfie of you in there.

[Jason hums, pretending to be thinking about it. He'd walk through lava for Loki right now if he asked, and what he's asking is something that wouldn't need a lot of convincing in the first place. Eventually, after licking Loki's lower lip:]

On one condition, though. We have to use whatever toy I get.

[ Waiting patiently for the wistful decision of his boyfriend, he acts surprised when it comes. ]

I guess, since you'll have spent actual money on it. [ Nibbling kisses seek out Jason's lips all over again, not having tasted enough. He loves this, the closeness of two breaths spilling, warming their cheeks, the softness of Jason's hair wreathed around Loki's fingers. ] Make sure whatever it is, it's no bigger than you. You're more than enough to take, lover, and I am but a humble god.

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I don't reeeeally know how the stones work oops :|a

you got it!

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