Saber 「銀」 011

[fated_blade]

[Who] Saber fated_blade and Loki ragnalol
[Where] Just outside the Spa~
[Style] third
[Status] closed

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[ragnalol]

Loki...well, he was just being himself. When the opportunity arose, he took it and practically shoved it down Saber and Gil's throats. Never mind that he didn't think that Saber would, er, corner him into a Talk, and never mind that there were no plausible escape routes.

Never mind that he was screwed. All in the name of True Love, right?

"Because there is something, Saber!" Loki answered, pointing at Saber, and then jabbing his thumb back at the Spa. "It's called unresolved sexual tension."

[fated_blade]

"Unresolved what?" Saber was restraining her temper; years of locking her emotions away made that pretty easy, but he was certainly pushing her.

"There is nothing of the sort, Loki. He is the only one with such desires. I find him positively revolting."

That wasn't entirely true; even she had to confess that he was quite handsome, but the second he opened his mouth it all vanished.

[ragnalol]

This was called PUSHING THE ENVELOPE. He'd never had Saber pissed off at him to the point where even he himself considered that he had to shut up, but it was starting to sound like a good time to him.

"Oh really. Are you sure about that?"

[fated_blade]

He was pushing that envelope straight off a cliff.

"The King of Heroes is a disgusting, misogynistic barbarian. Why would I desire him? He does not respect me. As a Knight or a woman." Though she did not think of herself as a female, it was the principle of the matter.

"He wants a trophy to lock away in his vault."