[ Loki grins, eyes crinkling, and pokes his tongue out with his jaw held firm. I win, is the sentiment there, delighted and brimming with mischief. He would push his luck as far as it could go, but he settles for the trophy of seeing desire in those blue eyes. ]
Make me another drink to keep my mouth busy, then.
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Make me another drink to keep my mouth busy, then.