The True State of Perfection

"My thoughts are of you, and the satisfaction our bodies will give each other. What more need I desire?" The thunder god rubbed his palms down the back of Loki's thighs, rasping silk over skin, the taste of gold in his mouth as he peppered more kisses over Loki's stomach and hips. "I want to pleasure you, Loki. I need only a chance to prove it."