[ Could his eyebrows fly right off his face? They may be trying to. He clears his throat and forces himself to breathe, mesmerised by each caress so that's a little longer than usual until Loki is touching Billy back, hands sliding up his arms to knead at his shoulders. Letting him have the run of Loki's twitching, sensitive body. ]
We bruise. [ This suddenly seems very important to share. ] Try pressing for as long as you can. I volunteer as tribute.
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We bruise. [ This suddenly seems very important to share. ] Try pressing for as long as you can. I volunteer as tribute.