[ Chris is a little alarmed to feel moisture on his collarbone, but Loki doesn't pull away and his shoulders don't hitch, so he contents himself with murmuring nonsensically into Loki's hair and petting his hand up and down his spine until he feels him settle down and relax in his arms.
He dozes for a little while, soothed by the warmth of the body plastered to his front and the slow ebb of endorphins in his system, but he never quite falls fully asleep, lingering in that half-aware fog as he cups the thigh Loki has flung over his with one hand, his thumb slowly brushing back and forth against its perfectly smooth skin. ]
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He dozes for a little while, soothed by the warmth of the body plastered to his front and the slow ebb of endorphins in his system, but he never quite falls fully asleep, lingering in that half-aware fog as he cups the thigh Loki has flung over his with one hand, his thumb slowly brushing back and forth against its perfectly smooth skin. ]