[ Those three simple words out of Loki feel like he's getting handed a key to a brand new world. He breathes in deeply, admiring the way Loki seems to shimmer as he laughs. And then he turns his body, flipping Loki to the side and rolling so he can pin the god beneath him, holding him down like he might try to escape. ]
I'm not letting you go. I hope you know that.
[ He obliges Loki's words by running his hands down his sides, fingers bouncing lightly off of his skin as Steve counts his ribs and traces the edge of his hips. Once they reach that point, they hold him, kneading the tension lying in his frame as Steve perches over him. ]
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I'm not letting you go. I hope you know that.
[ He obliges Loki's words by running his hands down his sides, fingers bouncing lightly off of his skin as Steve counts his ribs and traces the edge of his hips. Once they reach that point, they hold him, kneading the tension lying in his frame as Steve perches over him. ]
I've never gotten to hold a star.