[ Jim laughs softly, tipping his head slightly to meet Loki's lips, brushing their noses together. The hand on his side tickles a little but far be it from him to stop it, in fact one of his own mirrors Loki's touch, playing around with the hem of Loki's shirt so he can brush his fingertips across the exposed sliver of skin. ]
Not like that, not like you're teasing me. [ He tips his head in then, lips trailing along Loki's jaw and down his neck. ]
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Not like that, not like you're teasing me. [ He tips his head in then, lips trailing along Loki's jaw and down his neck. ]