After some time of this, Rogue was starting to feel not only happy, but comfortable. She always admired the way that Loki moved, and now that she was so close and moving with him, she felt like she couldn't do anything wrong. There was something heady and empowering about moving like this to the music on a public dance floor and with all their talk about making each other hungry, she didn't want to fall behind.

Rogue teasingly arched into him before executing what was, for her, a bold move that also displayed her trust. She turned just enough in his arms to make it so her back aligned with his front, keeping in mind several of the things he'd recently told her he was partial toward, and continued to move with him, dancing. She gave him a smile over her shoulder, hopeful and inviting.