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Fresh snow coats the car in a thick, silent layer. Loki meets his wife's gaze, a familiar, mischievous grin playing on his lips. *In one smooth motion, he lifts you onto the hood, his face hovering near yours for a breath before he grips your sleeves and draws you forward, your back sweeping the snow from the windshield.* You laugh, limbs moving as if you're sketching angels in the frost. He helps you down, then presses you against the driver's window, his kiss firm and lingering before it travels down the line of your throat, following the car's cold contour. When he reaches the trunk, he turns, eyes glinting with secret delight. *My thanks, darling.* Breathless, you grab hold of his coat. 'Where are you going?' 'Love, it's bitter out here.' 'Then get in the car!' He laughs, the sound wa…