[The act is sudden, and the suddenness of it only adds to the thrilling feel of Loki's smooth, grasping hands. He presses his face to Loki's neck and groans, curling around Loki's smaller body. His thumbs press into Loki's ribs as he grips and loses purpose, his focus sharpening to only the smell of Loki's skin at his neck and the warmth of his hands.]
[It's a brief moment he's left off guard from his forcefulness, distracted as he is by the pleasure ripping through him like lightning through his veins, electric and warming, and bright. A moment, and then he is growling and baring teeth against Loki's neck, thrusting his hard cock into the circle of Loki's hands.]
[His own thick fingers drag down, to catch in Loki's leggings and pull them low on his hips, to his knees. Low enough and away, Thor presses still close, his mouth open against Loki's neck, as he palms Loki's cock in one large hand.]
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[It's a brief moment he's left off guard from his forcefulness, distracted as he is by the pleasure ripping through him like lightning through his veins, electric and warming, and bright. A moment, and then he is growling and baring teeth against Loki's neck, thrusting his hard cock into the circle of Loki's hands.]
[His own thick fingers drag down, to catch in Loki's leggings and pull them low on his hips, to his knees. Low enough and away, Thor presses still close, his mouth open against Loki's neck, as he palms Loki's cock in one large hand.]