[There's an involuntary shudder at the scrape of Paul's teeth and a faint exhale of disappointment as Paul pulls back. There was something in Paul's tone now that made Loki's gut twist delightfully as he stares almost adoringly with his faintly mismatched eyes. It felt like a rhetorical question, a feeling that was immediately questioned at the firm hand in his hair, earning a sharp inhale and a half let groan as Paul forces him to arch.
The touch around his cock makes him gasp again, half in surprise, half in pure relief and pleasure, hips struggling in their press forward under the arch of his back. Loki's hands scramble on the counter to help him feel like he's keeping his balance, though he knew that all of that was under Paul's control.]
Fuck-[he breathes out, twitching and writhing oh so softly.] - yeah. Yes, yes sir, that's what I want- [He almost swore again, biting his lip before he's forced to open his mouth again due to the angle he was put in.]
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The touch around his cock makes him gasp again, half in surprise, half in pure relief and pleasure, hips struggling in their press forward under the arch of his back. Loki's hands scramble on the counter to help him feel like he's keeping his balance, though he knew that all of that was under Paul's control.]
Fuck-[he breathes out, twitching and writhing oh so softly.] - yeah. Yes, yes sir, that's what I want- [He almost swore again, biting his lip before he's forced to open his mouth again due to the angle he was put in.]