[ When Loki takes him down, Steve is too overwhelmed to be ashamed. He makes a choked, hungry noise of desperation and pleasure, his head falling back against the pillow as he grasps tightly to Loki's hair with both hands, fingers clenching and unclenching rhythmically to the thrum under his skin. He says Loki's name again, a harsh whisper of a prayer that cuts short as he finds release, an abrupt, deep pleasure that seems to shock his whole body and make Steve shudder and lose his breath. He clings to Loki for support and sanity, lost for that moment, until he gradually manages to recover from his orgasm with a slow, dazed rock of his body. ]
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