[ It's really not fair that Chris is going to leave for the bridge soon, that's Loki's last thought before he comes bucking wildly into that hand, gasping hard as he ruins the vest Chris is wearing. His high-pitched whine turns into a sob against Chris's neck with a full-bodied shudder to follow, Loki looping his arm around him to stay nestled close.
This is where he wants to be all day, duty and Starfleet be damned. He's overheated and sticky, only okay with it because of who did it to him.
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This is where he wants to be all day, duty and Starfleet be damned. He's overheated and sticky, only okay with it because of who did it to him.
Home, Chris says, and Loki nods in exhaustion. ]