[ Loki huffs, a breathless laugh. He lets himself be nudged forward as his hands wander over Steve's chest and pecs with a reverence Loki rarely shows. ]
I want you.
[ Kissing the corner of Steve's lips. ]
I want your hands all over me. I want you to hold me so tight I cannot breathe.
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I want you.
[ Kissing the corner of Steve's lips. ]
I want your hands all over me. I want you to hold me so tight I cannot breathe.