[ Chris hasn't come in his pants since he was a teenager and he'd get hard when the wind changed direction, and he certainly doesn't intend to relive that experience right now, but he can't deny that Loki doesn't present a very, very tempting image regardless.
With his head thrown back and his throat bared, it's very easy to watch the flush rise up to the surface, pink splotches that have nothing to do with Chris's mouth making themselves known under that pale, creamy skin.
He swats Loki's ass again, a little harder this time. ]
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With his head thrown back and his throat bared, it's very easy to watch the flush rise up to the surface, pink splotches that have nothing to do with Chris's mouth making themselves known under that pale, creamy skin.
He swats Loki's ass again, a little harder this time. ]
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