[But not right now. Not when Loki kissed him like that, with shameless hunger and desire. Billy responds in kind though, lets himself get lost in the almost obscene kisses as he arches himself up, tries to press a little bit closer, to feel more of the solid weight above him. His arms settle around Loki's shoulders to keep him there -- and it's the palm against his stomach and a leg in between his that has him moaning out, low and hungry as muscles tighten beneath the touches. This got-- pretty hot and heavy fast.
But each brush of their lips, their tongues has desire sparking along his nerves, settling low in his stomach. It's a challenge to keep himself restrained, to keep himself from going too far. But wow, the way Loki says his name... It's a battle kind of already lost when the kiss breaks. Billy's mouth moves to graze over the line of his jaw, pressing hot kisses over skin in hopes he can coax out more of those moans.
Much as he'd like to deny it, there's something-- a little too tempting in making Loki want him, seeing the proof of it in the way he looks, hearing it in every harsh breath. Between each heated kiss and nip peppered over Loki's skin, his hands make their way down in favor of moving down his sides in favor of brushing just beneath the hem of his shirt. Doesn't really feel fair that he doesn't get to touch a little when Loki's already been shameless enough.]
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[But not right now. Not when Loki kissed him like that, with shameless hunger and desire. Billy responds in kind though, lets himself get lost in the almost obscene kisses as he arches himself up, tries to press a little bit closer, to feel more of the solid weight above him. His arms settle around Loki's shoulders to keep him there -- and it's the palm against his stomach and a leg in between his that has him moaning out, low and hungry as muscles tighten beneath the touches. This got-- pretty hot and heavy fast.
But each brush of their lips, their tongues has desire sparking along his nerves, settling low in his stomach. It's a challenge to keep himself restrained, to keep himself from going too far. But wow, the way Loki says his name... It's a battle kind of already lost when the kiss breaks. Billy's mouth moves to graze over the line of his jaw, pressing hot kisses over skin in hopes he can coax out more of those moans.
Much as he'd like to deny it, there's something-- a little too tempting in making Loki want him, seeing the proof of it in the way he looks, hearing it in every harsh breath. Between each heated kiss and nip peppered over Loki's skin, his hands make their way down in favor of moving down his sides in favor of brushing just beneath the hem of his shirt. Doesn't really feel fair that he doesn't get to touch a little when Loki's already been shameless enough.]