{"id":35657,"date":"2012-07-26T06:27:48","date_gmt":"2012-07-26T06:27:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/26\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-12\/"},"modified":"2012-07-26T06:27:48","modified_gmt":"2012-07-26T06:27:48","slug":"drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/26\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-12\/","title":{"rendered":"Drinkin&#8217; with the God of Mischief"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/the-loki-laufeyson.tumblr.com\/post\/28039763441\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief\">the-loki-laufeyson<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/i-am-the-firechild.tumblr.com\/post\/28038903014\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief\">i-am-the-firechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/the-loki-laufeyson.tumblr.com\/post\/28038614285\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief\">the-loki-laufeyson<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/i-am-the-firechild.tumblr.com\/post\/28037761375\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief\">i-am-the-firechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>Her eyes were level. \u201cSuch things often leave behind \u2026 marks. Scars, where the hooks were set in. Places in your heart that ache, for reasons you cannot remember; things once you loved but cannot now. I can find them. Ease them.\u201d A quick smile flickered over her lips. \u201cOr I can just try to distract you.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>He leaned closer, studying the flecks of colour in her eyes. \u00a0\u201dAstonishingly,\u201d he purred, \u201cI am rather more interested in the latter.\u201d \u00a0And, he added to himself, he was certain there was no power, however strong, that could erase the burdens he carried. \u00a0Distraction, however, was one of his favourite pasttimes.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>She picked her glass back up, toying with it, running a finger around the rim. The smile returned, crinkling around her eyes, and deliberately she licked her lips. \u201cAnd how would you like to be distracted, darlin\u2019? I am absolutely at your service.\u201d She leaned forward, tucking her hair behind one ear. \u201cShow me some mischief, luv.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI believe that wine may be getting to you,\u201d he murmured, running slender fingers through her hair, making it fall over her face again. \u00a0\u201dIt almost seems as if you desire me.\u201d \u00a0He spoke into the side of her neck as he laid a feather-light kiss against her skin.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Only almost?&#8221; she murmured, tipping her head to the side. &#8220;I must be doin&#8217; it wrong, then. Tsk-tsk, all out of practise.&#8221; One hand came up to cup the back of his head, slipping her own fingers into his hair. A little shiver ran down her spine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the-loki-laufeyson: i-am-the-firechild: the-loki-laufeyson: i-am-the-firechild: Her eyes were level. \u201cSuch things often leave behind \u2026 marks. Scars, where the hooks were set in. Places in your heart that ache, for reasons you cannot remember; things once you loved but cannot now. I can find them. Ease them.\u201d A quick smile flickered over her lips. \u201cOr I &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/07\/26\/drinkin-with-the-god-of-mischief-12\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Drinkin&#8217; with the God of Mischief<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,4024,4496],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35657"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=35657"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35657\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35657"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35657"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35657"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}