She'd managed to dislodge the collar (and partly untuck his shirt), which meant she had more skin than he usually bared. Loki shifted a bit, sliding one arm underneath her and taking his weight on it. Balanced between that and his knees. Once more murmuring to her in Asgardian, as his free hand moved again. Tracing paths down her skin, past her collarbone and breasts, down her stomach. Heading lower, sneaking under trousers and underwear to find skin and play there with clever fingers.
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Date: 2022-01-20 08:34 pm (UTC)