ikols: i'll tear your city up (tie him up)
— ᴄᴏᴠᴇᴛᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɢᴘɪᴇ. ([personal profile] ikols) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2015-08-21 03:09 am (UTC)

[ All the noises Tommy makes go straight to a hard-on, arousal spiking higher from a mere simmer with the biting kisses. He yanks back on Tommy's hair for that, palming his way up a thigh to hoist him closer, hold him right there as Loki grinds against an answering bulge with unerring insistence, again and again just to see if he can't eke free even more delicious sounds. Those lust-lidded eyes are beautiful, yet the rest is currently a mystery. ]

I can fix that.

[ His own gaze glimmers with a ripple of magic that washes over him, scouring all but their underwear from existence in limning green lights. There's a whumph nearby at the same time the apartment's warm air hits their skin, the source of it their clothing dropping in a heap by the coffee table. Loki cocks his head and rises up just enough for Tommy to regroup, pecking him on the cheek. Long fingers card through soft white bangs, soothing. ]

Keeping up?

[ He can't be faulted for drinking in the sight of a lean runner's body, his own smooth and pale right down to his legs, save for a scrap of black curls leading beneath an elastic waistband. Godly, for sure, but the complete opposite of Thor and every other Asgardian's rugged approach.

Midgardian waxing is amazing, okay, and you should try wearing scalemaille that pinches your chesthair sometime. ]

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