[ nipping now at loki's adam's apple while trying to stay pressed flush against him, nico manages a brief nod. does he care that percy might hear? for some reason, he can't find any reason to. so as loki bucks against them, making their hips collide in a way that makes him croon, he growls softly and grips loki's waist with deceptively strong hands. fingers dig in, and were loki mortal, they'd surely bruise, but he doubts loki cares if they would because the godling is asking him to do it hard and suddenly that's all nico wants. ]
Of course. [ purred against his skin as he licks his way up to that flush. his fingers shift, dragging down loki's waistband. ] Who do you think I am? Lube is in the drawer over there, next to the bed.
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Of course. [ purred against his skin as he licks his way up to that flush. his fingers shift, dragging down loki's waistband. ] Who do you think I am? Lube is in the drawer over there, next to the bed.