ikols: just let me die (i've run out of my words my song)
— ᴄᴏᴠᴇᴛᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɢᴘɪᴇ. ([personal profile] ikols) wrote 2022-07-04 05:33 am (UTC)

Oh, yes.

[ Hearing Chris sound as needy as he is has Loki laughing, breathless though it is. He is absolutely no use when shoved against a wall and simply uses it as an excuse to grind down over the burgeoning erection in Chris's pants, hips flicking back and forth so that his words hitch when he talks.

He adds a little flair by a kissed ear, leaning into the dirty talk that gets Chris so reactive. ]


The amount of times I wanted to drag you on top of me and have you fuck me until I was crying for you to stop ... I never really wanted you to stop though, Chris. I always want my Daddy's big cock filling me up with his come, it makes me feel like such a [ warmth ripples through Loki, the truth of the way praise affects him making him shudder and gasp, ] good boy.

[ When their little game stopped being just that, he doesn't know. ]

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