The strokes were soothing in a sharp way that Loki hadn't realized he missed as much as he does, and Paul's assurance helps the detective scoot down a fraction so that he could lay properly and snuggle in closer, entangling their legs like setting a tripwire to a bell of alarm. His arm stays locked around Paul's waist as he tucks himself under Paul's chin, the place where he'd always felt most comfortable and secure.
"You fuckin' better," Loki rumbles with a sigh. The funny thing about it was that as soon as the words were out, as soon as he'd exhaled, Detective Loki was actually falling asleep. He'd been awake for more than 24 hours at this point and the much needed fucking and the hot shower was working against him staying awake in the warm and exceptionally secure embrace of his soulmate. Paul had always kept him safe, from bullies, from abuse, from his childhood nightmares that had only morphed and mutated in his adulthood. Spurred to the darker pits of humanity's depravity, his nightmares were part of the reason he slept like shit when he did sleep. Loki's brain was rarely ever quiet or still.
But the scent and feeling of Paul around him again, under all the shampoo and soap, Loki's brain finally settled and sent the man into a deep sleep. Normally reliant on his reliable internal clock, Loki's clock was set to snooze and instead of four, it was more like six.
When he finally did wake, it was with a deep breath and a questioning squeeze of his limbs to make sure Paul was still there like his everything expected.
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Date: 2023-11-18 01:59 am (UTC)"You fuckin' better," Loki rumbles with a sigh. The funny thing about it was that as soon as the words were out, as soon as he'd exhaled, Detective Loki was actually falling asleep. He'd been awake for more than 24 hours at this point and the much needed fucking and the hot shower was working against him staying awake in the warm and exceptionally secure embrace of his soulmate. Paul had always kept him safe, from bullies, from abuse, from his childhood nightmares that had only morphed and mutated in his adulthood. Spurred to the darker pits of humanity's depravity, his nightmares were part of the reason he slept like shit when he did sleep. Loki's brain was rarely ever quiet or still.
But the scent and feeling of Paul around him again, under all the shampoo and soap, Loki's brain finally settled and sent the man into a deep sleep. Normally reliant on his reliable internal clock, Loki's clock was set to snooze and instead of four, it was more like six.
When he finally did wake, it was with a deep breath and a questioning squeeze of his limbs to make sure Paul was still there like his everything expected.