[ Laughter shakes his chest as his hands roam all over the man he's missed, settling around his waist to scratch lines up the shifting dip of a spine. He squeezes him between his thighs and trails his mouth along Chris's jaw, feathering kisses and the flick of his tongue to the pulse at the side where he sinks in a playful bite. Precome already smears between them, his body reacting quickly to the promise of having Chris again, which would be embarrassing but he hasn't had an ounce of shame since he was wooed in a dusty market. ]

Mmm, I agree. [ Nips make their way up to an earlobe as Loki purrs. ] What was that about fucking me just like this so you can see how much I need you, then on my front with my ass up for you to wear out with that big fat cock?

[ Such sweet nothings. ]

Spread me, Chris, any way you want. I don't care how many times or ways, I want it. I want you.