[ He knows that Loki knows--despite holding his gaze Paul can see the way he swallows, how he's more than happy to obey and sidle closer. It gives Paul a thrill the way Loki looks at him, and he doesn't hesitate.
He slides a leather glove up the other's face, brushing against that neck tattoo before fingers curl along that strong, admirable jaw, forcing Loki to look at him even though he's already doing a beautiful job of doing just that. It's not a hard enough grip to hurt but there's pressure there, a reminder wrapped in soft, supple leather. He doesn't break eye contact. ]
You going to be a good boy for me?
[ The word choice is purposeful, his voice barely above a whisper. His thumb brushes against the darker hair man's smooth, stubble free chin before gripping just a little tighter. ]
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Date: 2023-09-03 07:18 pm (UTC)He slides a leather glove up the other's face, brushing against that neck tattoo before fingers curl along that strong, admirable jaw, forcing Loki to look at him even though he's already doing a beautiful job of doing just that. It's not a hard enough grip to hurt but there's pressure there, a reminder wrapped in soft, supple leather. He doesn't break eye contact. ]
You going to be a good boy for me?
[ The word choice is purposeful, his voice barely above a whisper. His thumb brushes against the darker hair man's smooth, stubble free chin before gripping just a little tighter. ]