[ Being the one to break apart all of Chris's mental and physical boundaries is a privilege Loki covets jealously, drinking down his come with a flexing throat that milks Chris for everything he has got, muffled moans complimenting the burn. He rubs hard against Chris's prostate as he comes, wanting him wrecked and eager for the night he needs Loki's cock inside instead. That won't be happening now, which isn't a shame. Chris has done so well, he's precious in the way he raggedly falls to pieces and gives that gift to Loki so whole-heartedly. The heat of his ass clamping down on Loki's finger is going to be memorable until Chris wants to be fucked again, to say the least.
He draws his lips to the tip of a waning erection and plants feathery kisses all over the slit, the finger curling inside Chris moving in shallow thrusts to keep the pleasure coming even though Chris is spent, massaging that bundle of nerves. Until he can't stand it, that is.
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He draws his lips to the tip of a waning erection and plants feathery kisses all over the slit, the finger curling inside Chris moving in shallow thrusts to keep the pleasure coming even though Chris is spent, massaging that bundle of nerves. Until he can't stand it, that is.
Loki could worship him for hours. ]