[Ah, he remembered the praise. David almost moans over the praise, but the noise actually escapes him when he feels Loki's own cock against him. Fuck, he's aroused a god. He's making out with a god. He's... Marveling at the quickness of those fingers opening his belt. David's got quick fingers, but even he would need a whole hand to manage that. To follow it up with such flirtation of fingers over skin, it's maddening. He wants those fingers further down, he wants gripped in even that cool hand, he wants to feel and he wants to give feeling.
Maybe he isn't praying, but he can't help the way his unconscious was practically radiating a quiet sort of praise and desire for the god. His conscious mind was thinking they were wearing way too much. And one was definitely moving between them to try and get at Loki's pants. Those needed out of the way, no matter what came next.
Only to be frozen by the comment. That was frustrating to hear. Despite being admonished for silence, he had to respond, which he did after nipping at Loki's lips.]
Maybe I'm just scared of being wanted. Right now I just want you to shut up and fuck me.
[Well, or to fuck the guy. He doesn't care which.]
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Maybe he isn't praying, but he can't help the way his unconscious was practically radiating a quiet sort of praise and desire for the god. His conscious mind was thinking they were wearing way too much. And one was definitely moving between them to try and get at Loki's pants. Those needed out of the way, no matter what came next.
Only to be frozen by the comment. That was frustrating to hear. Despite being admonished for silence, he had to respond, which he did after nipping at Loki's lips.]
Maybe I'm just scared of being wanted. Right now I just want you to shut up and fuck me.
[Well, or to fuck the guy. He doesn't care which.]