[ Chris has always liked strong women, both in a metaphorical sense and also in a very real, very physical sense.
When Loki holds his face in her hands to give him a fond, almost chaste kiss on the nose before twisting herself and shoving him down to the couch, he can't help the noise he makes, or the way his stomach clenches, or how he has to grit his teeth to keep himself under control until she settles herself how she likes.
Her breasts are perfect, filling his hands in a way that would inspire a lot more attention if he were less close to orgasm and a little more coherent.
As it stands (or lies, in this case), all he can manage to do is lie where he's been shoved, one heel braced on the arm of the couch and the other still trying to find purchase on the floor, staring up at her with a worshipful expression on his face as she looms over him and continues to move her hips in a steady rhythm. ]
I'm, ah! [ Reluctantly letting go of her breast, he slides one hand up to tangle it in her long hair, pulling her closer so he can steal a kiss from her painted mouth, messy and panting as his control frays. ] Oh, fuck. Loki...
[ Grinding his hips against hers as hard as he can, trying to get as deep inside her as possible, Chris lets himself go, shuddering as his climax roars through him like a wildfire. ]
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When Loki holds his face in her hands to give him a fond, almost chaste kiss on the nose before twisting herself and shoving him down to the couch, he can't help the noise he makes, or the way his stomach clenches, or how he has to grit his teeth to keep himself under control until she settles herself how she likes.
Her breasts are perfect, filling his hands in a way that would inspire a lot more attention if he were less close to orgasm and a little more coherent.
As it stands (or lies, in this case), all he can manage to do is lie where he's been shoved, one heel braced on the arm of the couch and the other still trying to find purchase on the floor, staring up at her with a worshipful expression on his face as she looms over him and continues to move her hips in a steady rhythm. ]
I'm, ah! [ Reluctantly letting go of her breast, he slides one hand up to tangle it in her long hair, pulling her closer so he can steal a kiss from her painted mouth, messy and panting as his control frays. ] Oh, fuck. Loki...
[ Grinding his hips against hers as hard as he can, trying to get as deep inside her as possible, Chris lets himself go, shuddering as his climax roars through him like a wildfire. ]