[ Billy will have his work cut out if he wants to grind like that, it's been long enough since Loki wanted to get laid by a beautiful man (a friend, so much rarer) that he gives himself over to it completely and bucks against him, encouraging him to move as he pleases, even to pin him down if needs be. A whine catches in his throat as the cotton of his boxers creates friction he isn't sure he loves or loathes and tilting his head back he pecks at a chin and jaw, spilling a rougher voice. ]
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