Violence, however minute, promised excitement. The harsh nails sent sparks up her spine and little spikes of adrenaline through her veins and the effects were only emboldened when Loki saw fit to strip her of a layer, leaving the quaint excercise bra she’d grown accustomed to. It clasped in the front, a feature she appreciated for any fuss.

“Not much for armor, this.” She tugged on one of the dark straps, letting it snap back.