Loki let out a low chuckle at that moan, well-pleased and nuzzling her own throat encouragingly. "Beautiful, my Sweetling." His voice low and silken. She was drawing a few soft sighs of pleasure herself, leaving faint marks against pale skin. Long fingers explored her teasingly, learning her shape most intimately, circling sensitive spots to find just how to make her shudder again.
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Date: 2022-01-20 09:29 pm (UTC)