Heart beating erratically, Loki continued to gaze at her. Her hands on his body felt all wrong to him, but this was his life now. He'd been cast aside and so he'd chosen this new path. Inhaling and pushing any and all trepidations aside, he let a smile grace his lips. "Of course," he murmured, words like honey. "It has been far too long since I've been forced to beg for mercy at your skilled hands... Mistress."