[ the further loki goes down, the shallower tommy's breath becomes. not enough air to his brain makes him dizzy, makes him feel a little floaty and that only makes everything all that much better. he wants to close his eyes, but he also doesn't because... well, it's really very pleasing to see someone between his legs—let alone someone like loki. his mouth feels too dry and no amount of swallowing or wetting his lips seems to help the problem.

god it's not fair. loki's so close to what tommy wants, teasing around the area and he shifts, pushing his hips up for more. ]

I don't really think I like hearing trick while you've got my dick in your—

[ the words are cut off with a drawn moan, the heat sending a tingle through his veins, the leg nearest the edge of the couch slips off. his fingers flex before one hand moves to slip through his hair, tugging a little harder, a little more insistent now. ]

Yeah. It's the belle of the balls. You gonna tease me all night?