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[ikols]

[ If a tenuous thread exists between them it's moment like these, with Billy reeling Loki in of his own volition, that strengthens their connection. As much as Loki doesn't deserve him, he's a selfish creature ruled by his wants and well aware of it. The best he hopes for is to steer his intentions surrounding Billy into a better place, this time.

So he lets him lead the slow, deep kiss and draw a soft noise out to muffle between their lips, the hand in Loki's hair more of a vice than Billy knows. ]

Well, I was going to make this, the illusion, your room back home ... but I thought that might be a bit weird.

[ Creepy. ]

This was the next best thing.

[noassgardian]

[When it comes down to it, Billy has always gone after what he wants, and he does want Loki. It's not all physical want and need either, even if that would make this so much easier to handle. He cares about him though- not as a god in a stories he was told or as something far greater than he ever thought he'd have in his world.

He likes spending time with him, talking and laughing and just sharing in each other's lives.

and he likes this too, the way Loki kisses him and feels pressed close. He lets out a soft laugh when he speaks again, smiling against his lips.]

Maybe a little bit. [Even if he wonders how much Loki remembers of it.]

Should we sit down?

[ikols]

I've no idea, it's your room. [ Waggling his brows for effect! ] We can do whatever you want in here, but we'll have to keep our voices down.

[ Thin spaceship walls, that sort of thing. ]

[noassgardian]

[He gives a laugh at that and slides his arms around Loki's shoulders, fingers playing against the hair at the nape of his neck lightly.]

So this is a lesson in self-control, huh? [Well, if they're roleplaying, might as well go all out.

He gives a grim, determined nod.]

No one will hear us... I can think of a lot of other uses for our mouths to keep quiet anyway.

[ikols]

[ He makes a show of tilting his head back into those tickling touches, scooping up Billy under his knees and shoulders to dump him on the bed. No fear! Loki follows him right after, crawling atop his lap while being mindful of the nearby cake. ]

Can the birthday boy think of anything in particular? Requests?

[ Perhaps for Loki to keep kissing softly along his jaw, or the hands roaming lower to do more than stroke at Billy through his pants once they find the line of his dick. ]