[An attempted display of affection had turned into this. Not that Tony minded, of course, because this was one of the primary factors that kept them together in the first place. Not sex, but the intimacy of being together physically and mentally that came with it. That was all Tony ever longed for and he got it in earnest with Loki.
Maybe Loki wasn’t good for him but he was definitely the most important thing in his life at the moment. He would never hesitate to admit it, though not aloud.]
Impatient are we?
[That witty remark was cut off by Loki’s lips on his own. He marveled at that for a moment, hands coming to cup Loki’s face. Coarse palms caressed smooth, prominent cheekbones while the billionaire scooted himself further on Loki’s lap, determinedly deepening the kiss with a bit of a more firm press of his lips against Loki’s.
Nimble fingers moved into Loki’s hair, tugging lightly at those raven locks. At this point in their relationship, he didn’t concern himself with moral debates anymore. He was beyond that, too far gone for redemption, but he didn’t want redemption. Redemption was ,as far as he was concerned, this.]
[When given, Loki is always accepting of affection. He often believes that, being such an important, powerful being, he deserved it; that a God with such magnitude as he, deserved all the attention he got; and it was vain, yes, but he was a very vain God.]
Be quiet.
[It’s playful, and muttered as skin comes into contact with skin; hands dropping to grip at the billionaire’s waist tightly. More often than not, it would seem, that Loki’s finger tips would dig into the skin of his lover, and, of course; now, wasn’t any different. His head tilted just so to the side, jaw parting to make it more possible to drown him in growing-to-be passionate affection. There was no way of telling whether Loki truly enjoyed something or not; but, it seemed; he certainly enjoyed this.
He could do nothing but reel Tony in further, so their chests were just pressed as one; a contented sigh easing from the cavities of his chest. Even Loki could find it difficult to pull away; but, he managed it.]
I ought to let you eat.
[There was a wry smirk on his slightly redder lips.]
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