[ Mission: Make Chris Come Twice, it's a go. After Loki has finished squeaking when his thigh is slapped and doing the exact opposite to stopping, instead writhing down to "help" with a hunger barely banked. He turns his head on the pillows and arches to luxuriate in the feel of Chris fingering him open, gasping his name, heels trying to pull him closer. That denseness of muscle is going to make it a tight fit even with prep, and he's looking forward to it immensely.
Loki kneads Chris's shoulder with the hand not currently busy clutching the pillow to his mouth to muffle his groans. He wishes he hadn't been called beautiful, how distracting. ]
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[ Mission: Make Chris Come Twice, it's a go. After Loki has finished squeaking when his thigh is slapped and doing the exact opposite to stopping, instead writhing down to "help" with a hunger barely banked. He turns his head on the pillows and arches to luxuriate in the feel of Chris fingering him open, gasping his name, heels trying to pull him closer. That denseness of muscle is going to make it a tight fit even with prep, and he's looking forward to it immensely.
Loki kneads Chris's shoulder with the hand not currently busy clutching the pillow to his mouth to muffle his groans. He wishes he hadn't been called beautiful, how distracting. ]