[ well. that's a thing that happened. leave it to a bratty god to use magic to take their clothes off instead of the frantic normal people way of ripping it off. he feels a little remiss—just a tiny bit, negligible. that thought is startled aside as he does a quick mental catalogue of what actual underwear he put on this morning. there's a slight twitch of his lips, as if he can't decide to laugh or wince at his choice.
whatever.
he tsks instead, shifting his gaze to the side as if noting where his clothes meandered off to, though he doesn't really care all that much. ]
Show off.
[ magic users. eyeroll.gif tbh.
resettling underneath loki again, tommy lets his hands roam where they want. all this skin has been presented to him, so why not? his palms skim up over loki's arms, halfway down his sides before sweeping in between them to skim over his chest. if he's appreciative of the waxing, he doesn't say. but the fact he keeps touching and rakes his teeth over his bottom lip, well... ]
Me keeping up is never an issue. [ don't give him that crap. ] It's fine, yeah?
no subject
whatever.
he tsks instead, shifting his gaze to the side as if noting where his clothes meandered off to, though he doesn't really care all that much. ]
Show off.
[ magic users. eyeroll.gif tbh.
resettling underneath loki again, tommy lets his hands roam where they want. all this skin has been presented to him, so why not? his palms skim up over loki's arms, halfway down his sides before sweeping in between them to skim over his chest. if he's appreciative of the waxing, he doesn't say. but the fact he keeps touching and rakes his teeth over his bottom lip, well... ]
Me keeping up is never an issue. [ don't give him that crap. ] It's fine, yeah?