[ His curved smile is fond as Loki reaches to kiss Steve on the cheek, his fingers brushing over his neck in comfort. ]

And yet, you are full of merits.

[ His eyes turn to the displays. ]

As for me, my pleasures are many. I like the idea of blindfolds, letting my senses honed onto skin and touch. Strength turned on me. Being pushed and having someone I . . . can trust be in control of my pleasure, my absolution. A strong grip on my hair, fingers around my throat.

[ He slides Steve a sly grin. ]

And plenty of ways to shut me up. I could beg. I could fight. What is shown here is just ideas. It'll happen when you want to. You do not leave me lacking.