Feb 26, 2022
Sneak Peak #2 -
@crimson25
But you couldn’t turn away. Each time he drew his soap-frothed hands along his forearm, up to his shoulder, across his chest, you swore you pooled between your legs. Loki leaned his head back to sigh contently, the low grunt sparking a cascade of lewd fantasies in your mind. The soft gurgling of the water from his mesmerizing movements drowned out all other sound. His skin glistened, the ligaments of his neck meeting his protruding collarbone that welcomed his heaving chest and defined abdomen, lower and lower until your eyes conquered the conquest of his drenched body.
You were the filthy, worthless moth drawn to his striking, searing flame, a fire that scorched everything beneath it.