The Tracing of Yggdrasil: —iamthorofasgard
Arching a brow as he is told that in time he may be able to see whatever it is Loki will be up to, Thor smiled, “Aye, that is good. I would hate to be unable to see your face during this.” Snuggling into sheets beneath him, he sighed. Cool flesh traveled across his abdomen and chest, biting his lower lip as he felt Loki move closer, his breath then caught as he heard their native tongue being spoken into his ear. The rush of words combined with the kisses brought out an arch of his spine and a slow growl from his mouth.
It felt like the beginnings of a fire as his neck tingled beneath his beloved’s lips.
