[They'll have more, one day. Each stroke of his fingers and the way they curl up just so to find that spot that had Loki crying out is a promise of that. Billy doesn't think he'll be satisfied with just hands and mouths forever when Loki falls apart under him like this. The tugs at his hair have him moving back up and his other hand plants against the back of Loki's knee to draw the leg over his shoulder to the god's chest as he kisses him fiercely. Hungry and demanding as he coaxes Loki's lips to part for him sot hat he can taste him, so that he can be inside of Loki in every way available to him at the moment.]
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