[ The salty tang pasting his palate isn't unwelcome, even if it's strong; Billy manages to come straight down Loki's working throat, every drop milked out of him by loving, rubbing lips until they drift back to the slick crown, laving a sticky slit. Loki rests his forehead against a hip, hands smoothing around Billy's thighs while catching his breath, and he nips a little as he waits for the other man's sanity to return in due course.
He won't forget the way Billy looked when falling apart, how his dick pulsed and entire body seized with it because of Loki, for Loki. Mineminemine. ]
You look incredible when you come, Billy Kaplan. For the record.
[ Nuzzling at a belly, Loki's messy dark hair drags around to veil his face. ]
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He won't forget the way Billy looked when falling apart, how his dick pulsed and entire body seized with it because of Loki, for Loki. Mineminemine. ]
You look incredible when you come, Billy Kaplan. For the record.
[ Nuzzling at a belly, Loki's messy dark hair drags around to veil his face. ]