[ Chris has always been a good student, more than capable of following instructions, and he's only too happy to comply when the instructions he's given are ones he wants to follow.
Bracing himself as best he can, he drives up into Loki's body as he uses the grip he has on his hip to pull him down, the slap of their skin meeting sounding deafening even though the roar of blood in his ears. Loki draped over his chest so he can fist both hands in Chris's hair while they kiss means he doesn't get very good range of motion for his other hand, so he settles for what little movement he can, rubbing at the underside of Loki's cock with his thumb with jerky, uncoordinated movements.
This is just a fun little escape, neither of them have made it out to be any different, but Chris can't lie and say the thought of Loki still feeling that well-fucked twinge long after Chris is back on the Enterprise isn't wildly appealing. ]
Fuck, I — unh, Loki, I'm —!
[ Grinding up as close as he can get, the hand on Loki's hip tightening its grip until it's just this side of painful, Chris grits his teeth and gives in to the pleasure coiling at the base of his spine, lets it go roaring through his blood like wildfire, straining up under the weight of the body spread out across his as his mind whites out. ]
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Bracing himself as best he can, he drives up into Loki's body as he uses the grip he has on his hip to pull him down, the slap of their skin meeting sounding deafening even though the roar of blood in his ears. Loki draped over his chest so he can fist both hands in Chris's hair while they kiss means he doesn't get very good range of motion for his other hand, so he settles for what little movement he can, rubbing at the underside of Loki's cock with his thumb with jerky, uncoordinated movements.
This is just a fun little escape, neither of them have made it out to be any different, but Chris can't lie and say the thought of Loki still feeling that well-fucked twinge long after Chris is back on the Enterprise isn't wildly appealing. ]
Fuck, I — unh, Loki, I'm —!
[ Grinding up as close as he can get, the hand on Loki's hip tightening its grip until it's just this side of painful, Chris grits his teeth and gives in to the pleasure coiling at the base of his spine, lets it go roaring through his blood like wildfire, straining up under the weight of the body spread out across his as his mind whites out. ]