[ A hrmph doubts Billy is sorry at all but otherwise Loki is fully engaged in licking behind teeth and tasting the roof of a hot mouth, every moan pouring into it. With one hand ensconced in Billy's hair, the other runs down his side to brush under his tshirt in return and palm up his side, finding the softest indent at a skinny waist and kneading there absently, seeking out a hip now and then.
This is nice. This is ... normal, their new state of it, and Loki is in no hurry to stop kissing Billy like he's addicted, each sigh rising under the hand on his chest. He promised not to lie to him, after all. ]
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This is nice. This is ... normal, their new state of it, and Loki is in no hurry to stop kissing Billy like he's addicted, each sigh rising under the hand on his chest. He promised not to lie to him, after all. ]
Mmmm ...