Loki searched her eyes desperately when she dragged his face towards hers. His breathing was already loud, and every reason to say no that he could think of flew out of his mind at once at her command. He often enjoyed the fun process of removing clothing, but his need for her was strong enough that he simply let theirs vanish all at once, leaving them bare on the couch. He immediately wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her against him and forcefully seizing her lips, moaning in relief as soon as he felt them against his.
I hardly have time to gasp at my bare skin, before my lips are captured in a mind-numbing kiss, my hands falling helplessly to his shoulders; all in all, this is only the more heated for me, knowing the struggle it’d taken for me to give in, and feeling the relief and satisfaction of actually doing so. It makes my kiss in return hungry, groaning right back and grinding my hips in his lap, wanton and totally uncaring toward the fact at the moment. One arm hooks around his neck, my hand tugging at his hair lightly to get his head back, and worrying his lower lip between my teeth; all a distraction, as my hand slips between us, and once met with his sex, I break away to smile breathlessly. “I’ve missed this…” pointedly, as I trail fingers feather-light over the object of my desire.