"H-how you wanted…" She looked down at him, shifting a bit so that she could properly see him. "How you wanted to take me?"
Loki was always a swift one, and his comment had not gone unnoticed. Understanding it, even processing it was a different matter. She could scarcely believe what he had said, and it shocked her to the very core. Had he been harboring the same thoughts as she had?
"Brother…? What do you mean? How did you want to…take me?" She couldn’t let herself hope too much, but her heart was fluttering with delight, threading her fingers through his hair. "Thor. Look at me. Look at me, brother."
He didn’t look up at her. Thor just couldn’t yet. He only let his hands clench at her clothes. Of course she would act his slip. Loki was too clever not to. “I-” It was like a lump formed in his throat.
"In a way a brother should never wish to have his sister." Thor’s nose grazed over Loki’s shirt as he inhaled her scent. Almost unable to believe how close they were. "Gently. With love. Tender movements. Sober… Where in the morning I could remember."
Finally he looked up, his eyes meeting with his sisters. “Not like this Loki. Never like this.”
"Then show me, brother. Thor. Show me how you would have done it if you could do it again. Please. Take back time, show me how it should have been done."
She buried her face in his hair, threaded her fingers through it as she kissed the top of his head. Perhaps it was eager and bold of her to demand such a thing, but when had she not been bold? Finally, she drew back a bit, lifting his face so she could look at him. “Show me how you wanted to take me, Thor. Show me so that I can remember your warmth, the scent of you, the look on your face as you love me. Show me so that I can see you, so that you can see the pleasure you give me, so that you might remember the day that we became more than just brother and sister, show me what you look like on the day we become one.”
It was said with a breathy wonder, a slight hint of desire in her tone. How could she want this, how could he? How could this be the only thing that mattered right now? Yet it was, and she wanted only to remember it.