[ He could go blind from watching Chris pleasure himself, holy shit. A gasp leaves him as he's tugged forward, legs falling open to welcome Chris as Loki grins up far more devilishly with his teasing blown, laughing into the lascivious kiss.
How is he supposed to do anything but wind himself around Chris and let the world know with his moans how good it feels to be skin-on-skin close again? He paws at Chris's shoulders and back, dragging him in by the dip of his spine with hands and clenching thighs, unable to stop touching for a single moment because if he does their cocks won't be rutting so delicously and he might die. Loki is a needy mess, demanding without any sense and all hedonism, easily distracted by the way Chris's body covers his. ]
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How is he supposed to do anything but wind himself around Chris and let the world know with his moans how good it feels to be skin-on-skin close again? He paws at Chris's shoulders and back, dragging him in by the dip of his spine with hands and clenching thighs, unable to stop touching for a single moment because if he does their cocks won't be rutting so delicously and he might die. Loki is a needy mess, demanding without any sense and all hedonism, easily distracted by the way Chris's body covers his. ]