[ The easy way Loki twists his body to send Chris tumbling onto his back really only serves to underscore that, up until this point, he'd let Chris pin him down, allowed himself to be held with his thighs spread and his shoulders digging into the mattress, that he'd made a conscious choice to hand the reins over to Chris.
It's pretty damn hot. Like everything else isn't hot enough already.
Scrambling to get his pants as far down his legs as possible, Chris barely manages to kick them all the way off before Loki's got his cock in his hand again, holding him in place so he can rub himself against the crown, catching on every stroke in a way that makes Chris desperately want to buck his hips up.
He's glad he restrained himself when Loki starts to push himself down, holding Chris steady and leaving him able to do little more than just clutch at the hairless spread of Loki's thighs, his skin so pale against Chris's fingers as they dig into that muscle. ]
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It's pretty damn hot. Like everything else isn't hot enough already.
Scrambling to get his pants as far down his legs as possible, Chris barely manages to kick them all the way off before Loki's got his cock in his hand again, holding him in place so he can rub himself against the crown, catching on every stroke in a way that makes Chris desperately want to buck his hips up.
He's glad he restrained himself when Loki starts to push himself down, holding Chris steady and leaving him able to do little more than just clutch at the hairless spread of Loki's thighs, his skin so pale against Chris's fingers as they dig into that muscle. ]
Oh, fuck — ah, Loki...