God of Mischief fell for Goddess of Love

Proposition

After everyone had left, Aditi showed him to her courters which were going to be his as well if things went well.

"So this is where the dark goddess sleeps?" He says poking a little at how she mostly has always dressed in black.

"Do you really have room to talk God of Mischief?" She asks as she lights a lantern next to her bed.

"My favorite colors are green and gold."he says raising an eye brow.

"Fine, well....make yourself at home...im going to take a bath...get all this paint off my face..." she says as she looks into a mirror and widens her eyes. She wasnt the biggest fan of makeup.

"You have....so many books....wait are these the ones i sent you?" He asks as he turns around. Finding her already gone into the bathroom. The water turns on and he sighs. Sitting down on a small black loveseat by a knee high dark mahogany table. The balcony doors open and a warm breeze coming through. The moon and stars shining ever so brightly. Loki sits there and begins to read. Remembering their long talks they would have about their favorite books. Remembering how the innocent young womans face had now turned into a beautiful striking woman.  Loki getting lost in the book per usual. Aditi comes out qith her hai4 dripping wet and a satin towel wraped around her body. Loki hears something and looks over his shoulder. Seeing her in nothing more than a satin towel rummaging through her clothes finding a night dress. Sitting down in front of her vanity and using some oils that smelled of dragons blood, sage and lavender. The candle flame flickering and ligh5ing up her skin as she looked in the mirror putting lotion on her face and shoulders. Its almost as if she forgot Loki was there. Loki watched her. Watched her ring her hair out. She was a dark beauty from a gothic romance. The beautiful dark witchy woman that men feared but also found themselves completely smitten with her. There was a scar on her back. Seemed to be a cut from a sword. Loki had heard that Aditi had actually fought in a battle but never had the rumors confirmed or not. This may just be that confirmation. As he watched her, Aditi looked in the mirror at him. Seeing him stare at her. Lost for words. Aditi being the witchy woman she is, she stands up and drops her satin towel. Grabbing her satin night dress and sliding it over her body. Loki averted his eyes when the towel dropped.

"So goddess of love and Seduction....have you had any luck in the love department?" He asks.

"Ha love....ive read about it...studied it...i see my mother every day still in love with my fallen father....but experience love outside of paternal love? No...." she says as she now rubs lotion on her legs. Sitting at her vanity and propping her leg up on it. Loki finding his self gawking at her.

"What about you?" She asks looking over her shoulder to Loki. Her strap to her dress falling off her shoulder.

"No such luck either." He says clearing his throat.

"Oh come on, you had girls eating out of your palm before i left." she says as she chuckles.

"Too easy and honestly...i find it hard to keep interest in someone i cant have an actual conversation with." He says putting the book down.

"Hmm...fair...the men here are....lord...daft? Try to be very woman friendly but also say very offensive things about women? Its impossible for any man to see me as their equal here." She says sighing and rolling her eyes. Equality. Aditi was a woman who knew how to kill and be ready for a fancy dinner party an hour later. She talked of things she actually understood and could stimukate your mind. Her beauty and brains matched equally. Loki thinks it intimidates most men. Loki was not most men.

"Ahhh...i imagine thats quite annoying." Loki says adjusting on ghe love seat. Aditi grabs the candle from her vanity and walks over to the love seat. Sitting next to Loki.