Definitely getting worse, and Loki could even feel it starting to affect him. He wanted her, couldn't imagine anything better than pinning her to a wall. Or being pinned himself, who cared? And that didn't happen often. He was more than old enough not to be shy about sex, but the fact that this was being done to him rather than something he did had his screens and shields up.

It was a relief, even if he could still feel the energy pushing on the defenses. He pulled his journal out of the pile of books where he'd buried it and offered it to her without a word.