[ Loki has been slowly getting hard since they started walking to the bed and at first he gives an upward squirm at the imagery to let Chris know how it's affecting him, then he grows still and can only play with his hair as the guy gets his emotional hooks right behind Loki's ribs to ensnare him for good. Acting like he doesn't need romance is a defence mechanism but being persistently offered it takes his breath away and he hasn't developed any resistance, so when he kisses Chris softly he doesn't think man nor god nor pasta could stop him giving Chris everything he wants and more.
When he finds his voice it sounds less sarcastic than he intends. It's fond. ]
I suppose I can accommodate all of that.
[ He slips a cool hand past the flies on Chris's uniform pants with a deftness only a master thief could exact and bypasses his underwear too, soft fingers gliding lightly along the length of him. ]
I haven't slept with anyone else since I bedded you.
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When he finds his voice it sounds less sarcastic than he intends. It's fond. ]
I suppose I can accommodate all of that.
[ He slips a cool hand past the flies on Chris's uniform pants with a deftness only a master thief could exact and bypasses his underwear too, soft fingers gliding lightly along the length of him. ]
I haven't slept with anyone else since I bedded you.
[ Throwing that out there. ]