[ Loki is raptly invested in Chris learning how to take his pleasure without shame, kissing down his neck to graze his teeth over a pulse and the rise of a shoulder. It's an addiction, the way Chris tastes on his tongue, although he couldn't put words to the deep satisfaction if he tried and it translates instead to the flick of a wrist ensuring the cock in his hand is always being stimulated just a little differently to before. Chris gives so much to Loki, making him feel safe and loved, and Loki wants to give him a universe in return as the noises he drags out of him fill up his ribcage with emotions.
A universe may be out of the question but he can give him more of himself than any regular one-night-stand might get. ]
Oh, does that seem unfair?
[ Kissing Chris to cut off his view, Loki's centre of gravity shifts every so slightly and when it does she leans back with a smile, naked in her female form (definitely not leaving Chris the only one wet on the couch, so to speak). She grins, smoky eyes glittering and red lips shining as though painted, voice a lighter timbre. ]
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A universe may be out of the question but he can give him more of himself than any regular one-night-stand might get. ]
Oh, does that seem unfair?
[ Kissing Chris to cut off his view, Loki's centre of gravity shifts every so slightly and when it does she leans back with a smile, naked in her female form (definitely not leaving Chris the only one wet on the couch, so to speak). She grins, smoky eyes glittering and red lips shining as though painted, voice a lighter timbre. ]
We can't have that.