ikols: i'm a wanted man (you should never ever trust my kind)
— ᴄᴏᴠᴇᴛᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɢᴘɪᴇ. ([personal profile] ikols) wrote 2022-07-02 08:13 am (UTC)

[ One last kiss meets Chris's cockhead and Loki slips his hand free, whispering a spell to clean them both off. He grunts as it ripples over his own erection and he thinks intently of Odin's dirty beard after a feast to make it go down; it works with pique efficiency. ]

I've got you, dear, you did so well. Come here.

[ Loki drapes an arm around Chris's waist and settles up behind him, knees curled behind his and his chin nuzzling Chris's hair. He pets along an abdomen, up a chest and back down in a slow, soothing glide. The blankets curl around them of their own accord from Loki's telekinesis, soft and snuggly. ]

Relax, sleep now.

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