[ He can't help himself; when Loki accidentally pushes himself just that little bit farther, the head of his cock sliding deep enough that Loki feels compelled to groan around it, Chris grunts deep in his chest and twitches his hips forward.
Rubbing his fingers apologetically through his hair, Chris murmurs something nonsensical that even he can't keep track of and tries to ease himself back to give Loki more breathing room, though he gives that impulse up quickly enough when Loki makes it clear he doesn't mind even if he did wince. Deciding to trust what it is he's been told, Chris lets himself relax into the rhythm Loki's been setting, using the grip he has in his hair to assist the inexorable rock back and forth of his hips, watching avidly as his cock disappears past those sweet lips. ]
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Rubbing his fingers apologetically through his hair, Chris murmurs something nonsensical that even he can't keep track of and tries to ease himself back to give Loki more breathing room, though he gives that impulse up quickly enough when Loki makes it clear he doesn't mind even if he did wince. Deciding to trust what it is he's been told, Chris lets himself relax into the rhythm Loki's been setting, using the grip he has in his hair to assist the inexorable rock back and forth of his hips, watching avidly as his cock disappears past those sweet lips. ]