[ Loki dozes as Billy overthinks himself, squirrelling around (and away from those wet spots) to drape an arm around Billy's waist and stuff his face into the curve of a shoulder. Yawning, his breathing evens out and Loki becomes as docile as a snake in the sun, lazy in his unnaturally warm state and entirely pleased with it.
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Much cuddlier than usual, too. ]