[ Jim always enjoys it when he can feel someone melting against him, even with something as simple as the touch of lips on skin. Right now, it further urges him to keep going, a low purr spilled against skin, warm against the dampness left behind by his mouth. ]
That's better... [ His voice is a low purr, his hand snaking higher underneath Loki's shirt, hiking a little higher. Fingertips trace over his spine as though counting the vertebrae, and he uses the fact that Loki's all soft in his arm to pull him closer to him, until they're pressed flush. ]
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That's better... [ His voice is a low purr, his hand snaking higher underneath Loki's shirt, hiking a little higher. Fingertips trace over his spine as though counting the vertebrae, and he uses the fact that Loki's all soft in his arm to pull him closer to him, until they're pressed flush. ]