[ His laughter turns into mock-grumbles against Chris's lips for moments before Loki melts into him, sucking in a sharp breath when breached. He rolls his hips to afford the best angle and shuffles his knees in the plush bedding for a better brace, kisses losing their focus as his lashes flutter with the sway of his concentration. Chris looks very fine beneath him, blue skies in his gaze and warm skin that could bear the sun of Asgard. He's a warrior, in simpler terms, and Loki wants to make his prized, perfect partner sing. ]
That's right, ah. Right there, oh ...
[ Gods help him when he has all of the man buried in his backside. ]
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[ His laughter turns into mock-grumbles against Chris's lips for moments before Loki melts into him, sucking in a sharp breath when breached. He rolls his hips to afford the best angle and shuffles his knees in the plush bedding for a better brace, kisses losing their focus as his lashes flutter with the sway of his concentration. Chris looks very fine beneath him, blue skies in his gaze and warm skin that could bear the sun of Asgard. He's a warrior, in simpler terms, and Loki wants to make his prized, perfect partner sing. ]
That's right, ah. Right there, oh ...
[ Gods help him when he has all of the man buried in his backside. ]