All the NOT WORK SAFE

[ The patient, teasing circles are maddening. Steve breathes heavily around his fist, trying not to groan, trying to hold back the all too telling sounds that catch in his throat. He feels his stomach muscles tighten involuntarily as his underwear is pulled down, brushing over his cock, and he can't help lifting his hips, inviting Loki to pull away the cloth and touch him, hoping for it. Then he manages to gather some of his thoughts and drops back down, his head spinning in an intoxicated rush. Impulsively, he laughs. It's a startled noise, one he doesn't quite have control of. ]

You smug bastard. I- I want you.

[ Giving up control is a foreign concept to him, but the velvety invitation makes his entire body feel too warm. Steve looks down at Loki with desperate, dazed eyes, surprised to see his own naked flesh. ]