[He teases, his voice affectionate. He kisses back when Loki kisses him, and he doesn't feel overwhelmed; not yet. Right now this is sweet and gentle and he feels good, feels warm, cherished, and loved.
Still, he knows from past experience just what Loki's talking about. How those clever fingers can drive him to the brink; how magic can be used to enhance the experience tenfold; how Loki can sound sweet while saying the filthiest things, sending his desires into overdrive. Promising to worship him, make him scream, fuck him for hours and make him forget everything else...
Forgetting everything else sounds nice right about now. His heart still hurts from Jun's departure, and from having to say goodbye to all his friends. He doubts he'll be allowed to keep his memories when his soul leaves the resort.
But if there's one thing he wants to remember above all else, it's this warmth: the feeling of being held and gazed at adoringly by someone dear to him. His eyes go soft, warmth blooming in his chest and tingling on his lips where Loki kissed him, and he confides:]
I get that a lot, too, you know. Some say I'm just "too much."
[Too loud, too bright, too chatty... too everything.]
But what's so wrong about that? Maybe I want to be overwhelmed. And if I can also overwhelm Loki-kun, that sounds like the happiest ending of all...♪
[He speaks sweetly, then arches off the bed so that Loki can unbutton his shirt. He did indeed wear a button-down; he wore it specifically because he thought it'd make taking off his clothes more fun. For the same reason he's wearing cute underwear today, too, but that reveal will have to wait another minute.
He feels up Loki's abdomen underneath his shirt, warm skin and hard muscle. For a god who's lived so long, done so much, his skin is smooth, and he looks pristine. Ageless, and handsome, as Hiyori called him. He does have to shift his hands as Loki lowers himself to kiss at his skin, every touch and brush of his lips eliciting shivers. Hiyori leans back on the pillow and sighs happily, hands now trailing up the back of Loki's shirt instead, where they smooth up his spine and then pull him in closer. Will he leave marks this time? Dig his nails in? It might be nice to give Loki something to remember him. But for now, it's all warm and gentle caresses.
His pants are tented, his nipples harden at the slightest attention, and his body throbs with growing need. But it's all unhurried so far, which is nice. He wants to savor this.]
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[He teases, his voice affectionate. He kisses back when Loki kisses him, and he doesn't feel overwhelmed; not yet. Right now this is sweet and gentle and he feels good, feels warm, cherished, and loved.
Still, he knows from past experience just what Loki's talking about. How those clever fingers can drive him to the brink; how magic can be used to enhance the experience tenfold; how Loki can sound sweet while saying the filthiest things, sending his desires into overdrive. Promising to worship him, make him scream, fuck him for hours and make him forget everything else...
Forgetting everything else sounds nice right about now. His heart still hurts from Jun's departure, and from having to say goodbye to all his friends. He doubts he'll be allowed to keep his memories when his soul leaves the resort.
But if there's one thing he wants to remember above all else, it's this warmth: the feeling of being held and gazed at adoringly by someone dear to him. His eyes go soft, warmth blooming in his chest and tingling on his lips where Loki kissed him, and he confides:]
I get that a lot, too, you know. Some say I'm just "too much."
[Too loud, too bright, too chatty... too everything.]
But what's so wrong about that? Maybe I want to be overwhelmed. And if I can also overwhelm Loki-kun, that sounds like the happiest ending of all...♪
[He speaks sweetly, then arches off the bed so that Loki can unbutton his shirt. He did indeed wear a button-down; he wore it specifically because he thought it'd make taking off his clothes more fun. For the same reason he's wearing cute underwear today, too, but that reveal will have to wait another minute.
He feels up Loki's abdomen underneath his shirt, warm skin and hard muscle. For a god who's lived so long, done so much, his skin is smooth, and he looks pristine. Ageless, and handsome, as Hiyori called him. He does have to shift his hands as Loki lowers himself to kiss at his skin, every touch and brush of his lips eliciting shivers. Hiyori leans back on the pillow and sighs happily, hands now trailing up the back of Loki's shirt instead, where they smooth up his spine and then pull him in closer. Will he leave marks this time? Dig his nails in? It might be nice to give Loki something to remember him. But for now, it's all warm and gentle caresses.
His pants are tented, his nipples harden at the slightest attention, and his body throbs with growing need. But it's all unhurried so far, which is nice. He wants to savor this.]