[ Chris widens his stance both to steady himself and to make it harder for Loki to find purchase with those squirming hips of his, and he latches on to the tender skin beneath his jaw where his pulse thrums to suck a determined mark there as his hands continue to skate over Loki's skin beneath his shirt. ]
You. [ Another nip. ] Are so. [ He pinches a nipple between his thumb and the knuckle of his forefinger. ] Pretty.
You know what the prettiest thing of all about you is?
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You. [ Another nip. ] Are so. [ He pinches a nipple between his thumb and the knuckle of his forefinger. ] Pretty.
You know what the prettiest thing of all about you is?