Sebastian's desperation seems to become almost...calculated in response to Loki's remark, and surprisingly, it works. His hands relax and clench over Sebastian's beautifully shaped ass in mindless eagerness, enraptured by his companion's plea, breaths coming out in sharp inhale and rough exhales.

Yeah, Loki could get used to the begging thing.

Once that hot wave of arousal has properly settled into his lap, Loki's hands find the front of Sebastian's jeans, plucking the button open easily before ripping the zipper down. Despite never having had sex with a male before, it is more comfortable for him if only because of the similar anatomy. Feeling through Sebastian's underwear at his trapped hard-on is just as exciting as a wet clit against his fingers would be, if not moreso when he knows exactly what Sebastian is experiencing, and it's remarkably similar to what Loki himself is feeling in his own lap.

"Please...what?" Loki coaxes, trailing a fingertip along the bulge fighting its way against stubborn cloth. "What do you want of me?" There's no right or wrong answer, nothing Loki is expecting to hear. As he teases Sebastian through a thin layer of cotton, Loki wants to know what is at the forefront of his mind.