when unannounced visitors come to call
—and there was something so utterly delectable about seeing Aidan so undone by pleasure.
The purr returned as the blind man cursed, and Loki found himself intrigued by the shape that the other man’s lips took as he ground out that ‘fuck,’ tongue and teeth (lightly, for the latter) idly teasing as the god’s head withdrew until just sealing around the head of Aidan’s erection.
Loki let things linger there, just for a moment too long, before a barely-audible chuckle slipped past his slightly parted lips and, abruptly, the trickster god took all of Aidan’s erection within the wet heat of his mouth as his throat relaxed so that his mouth might once more seal around the hilt of his flushed cock.
Here, too, was something so stunning: watching as Aidan struggled against the magic that fettered him, holding his arms above his head—keeping the blind man from touching, from clutching, at Loki in turn. It was the control that tightened the interest within his gut, but…
It was just how utterly stunning Aidan looked that flared it hotter.