[ Laughing as he gets flipped, Chris obligingly trails his fingers down to where Loki so desperately wants them, stroking and petting for a moment before giving in and dipping the tip of one finger past that tight clench of muscle. ]
You really are a prince, aren't you?
[ No one else can be that demanding, he's sure of it. Luckily, Chris finds it incredibly charming, as evidenced by the look on his face as he watches Loki shift above him, the light of the Bifrost reflecting in shards across his face making his eyes look painfully blue and painfully fond.
Tangling his free hand in that silky black hair, he pulls Loki down to acquiesce to his demands of a kiss. ]
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You really are a prince, aren't you?
[ No one else can be that demanding, he's sure of it. Luckily, Chris finds it incredibly charming, as evidenced by the look on his face as he watches Loki shift above him, the light of the Bifrost reflecting in shards across his face making his eyes look painfully blue and painfully fond.
Tangling his free hand in that silky black hair, he pulls Loki down to acquiesce to his demands of a kiss. ]