[ Thankfully, Chris has other shirts. He's not really thinking much about that right now, thought, preoccupied by the way Loki cuddles up against him, the arm flung around his shoulders, the head nestled in against his shoulder. ]
I know, baby. I know.
[ Next to no time left. He still doesn't pull away. ]
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I know, baby. I know.
[ Next to no time left. He still doesn't pull away. ]
I have to.