[ Growling, only partially for show, he stretches up and bites a kiss against Loki's smirking mouth, licking past his teeth like he's making a point as he squeezes his ass hard. ]
No. You're mine, Loki. [ They have not had this conversation, but... At this stage it kind of seems like a moot point. He did tell that shark he was dating someone, after all. ] My god. My prince. My sweet baby boy.
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No. You're mine, Loki. [ They have not had this conversation, but... At this stage it kind of seems like a moot point. He did tell that shark he was dating someone, after all. ] My god. My prince. My sweet baby boy.