[ It's not a provocation so much as an invitation, but Loki can take it any way he wants to, especially if it gets him what he wants. And what he wants right now is just this, the closeness between them. A kiss is only bound to bring them closer still.
His eyes close and his head tilts when he feels Loki's tongue drag over his lip, letting out a low purr. He chases after it when Loki pulls away, a need for contact all the stronger when suddenly there are fingertips tracing along bare skin underneath his shirt.
The touch might've felt colder, any other day. In the warmth of the party, it feels incredibly comfortable, and particularly intense too, making him shiver from head to toe, body arching closer still. He fists Loki's shirt then and pulls him in, planting his lips on the god's in search of a proper kiss. ]
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His eyes close and his head tilts when he feels Loki's tongue drag over his lip, letting out a low purr. He chases after it when Loki pulls away, a need for contact all the stronger when suddenly there are fingertips tracing along bare skin underneath his shirt.
The touch might've felt colder, any other day. In the warmth of the party, it feels incredibly comfortable, and particularly intense too, making him shiver from head to toe, body arching closer still. He fists Loki's shirt then and pulls him in, planting his lips on the god's in search of a proper kiss. ]