[ Jason has him laughing under his breath as Loki crawls on top of him on the lush bed of furs, tangling their legs instead of straddling him when he feels touches dipping for his zipper. He'll return to those sensitive nipples shortly, but first, since Jason is so eager to learn ... ]
Wrap your hand around me, stroke slow and even. Don't hurry.
[ Part of his craving is an almost slow-burn denial of what he wants more, the sweet torture sending shivers down his spine even before Jason unfastens those pants (at least Loki doesn't have to worry about underwear, that was never an issue tonight). He braces his weight on a bent arm besides Jason's head and idly traces the marks on a scarred chest as he lets him explore in return, lashes hooding heavily with arousal. Behind denim lies the bulge of a stiff, seven-inch slender erection, ready to spring into warm hands, wet at the tip with precome and hotter than any other part of the godling's body. Except his mouth. ]
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Wrap your hand around me, stroke slow and even. Don't hurry.
[ Part of his craving is an almost slow-burn denial of what he wants more, the sweet torture sending shivers down his spine even before Jason unfastens those pants (at least Loki doesn't have to worry about underwear, that was never an issue tonight). He braces his weight on a bent arm besides Jason's head and idly traces the marks on a scarred chest as he lets him explore in return, lashes hooding heavily with arousal. Behind denim lies the bulge of a stiff, seven-inch slender erection, ready to spring into warm hands, wet at the tip with precome and hotter than any other part of the godling's body. Except his mouth. ]