[ Loki pets Nico's hair as he goes, half-watching and half-napping in a zen state of subdued arousal. He scratches at Nico's side when those wandering hands drift south, trying to get his attention. ]
Nico, really, what do you want?
[ Before he gives Loki bluer balls than his Jotun form. ]
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Nico, really, what do you want?
[ Before he gives Loki bluer balls than his Jotun form. ]