[ The kiss has him holding back a moan and exerting some truly spectacular self-restraint in not following Chris down to the bed, no matter his own demands. Loki gives a satisfied wriggle on that lap, looking like the fox that got the fieldmouse, before shimmying his way down between Chris's legs and draping over Chris's hips to push up his shirt and get comfy. A kiss seals on a navel as nimble fingers undo those pants, and for every inch he lowers them Chris gets mouthed at like he tastes of Alfheim candy-blossoms. Black hair tickles over exposed hips, shortly joined by the cool press of metal as Loki's horns shimmer back into place seemingly of their own accord. ]
How long has it been since you last took a lover? Out of curiosity.
[ Easing down a few more inches of clothes, Loki takes Chris's cock in-hand as his new bracelet glints periwinkle on his wrist. He glances up Chris's body just as he parts his lips to give him a long lick from base to tip, pink lips cushioning the crown. ]
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How long has it been since you last took a lover? Out of curiosity.
[ Easing down a few more inches of clothes, Loki takes Chris's cock in-hand as his new bracelet glints periwinkle on his wrist. He glances up Chris's body just as he parts his lips to give him a long lick from base to tip, pink lips cushioning the crown. ]