ikols: & voices (you were raised by wolves)
— ᴄᴏᴠᴇᴛᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɢᴘɪᴇ. ([personal profile] ikols) wrote 2022-06-17 03:56 pm (UTC)

[ All but fucked-out he moans and gives a nod, cupping Chris's jaw to guide him into a deep, lazy kiss to match the canting of Loki's needy cock. He looks half-sleepy with pleasure, no longer the sharp, witty, well-put-together man from the market who brightly lit up the street and got away with a freebie for his troubles. The blue bracelet glints on his wrist like a collar or a ribbon from an exclusive event (the very best kind) and he doesn't bother hiding his moans as he cleaves to Chris in their bed, hair a nest and eyes dilated. ]

Yes, yes, touch me ...

[ No nails rake across Chris's shoulders this time, the petting of a hand down his slick chest is all Loki has the energy for, whimpering in his thrall. That's how it feels, needing him so desperately. ]

I can't last, Chris, kiss me.

[ In case it wasn't clear that he likes that best. ]

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