[A soft noise leaves him, muffled into the kiss when Loki shifts against him, the line of his cock pressing up against him. His hands falter for a moment in their task. This is-- the opposite of what they should be doing, probably. What he should be doing.
But desire jolts through him in response all the same -- and so far, this hasn't been the worst way to fulfill their incentives.
He responds to that smile by leaning up for another kiss, this one a little more heated than the last, lingering.]
Well, it's kinda flattering, so. [He's not sure apologies are really necessary...] What do you want, Loki?
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But desire jolts through him in response all the same -- and so far, this hasn't been the worst way to fulfill their incentives.
He responds to that smile by leaning up for another kiss, this one a little more heated than the last, lingering.]
Well, it's kinda flattering, so. [He's not sure apologies are really necessary...] What do you want, Loki?