Loki lies on top of your body, panting, sweating, out of breath. He slowly lowers his head on your chest.

You laugh, happy feelings from your last orgasm buzzing through you. "Actually, I would like another round. How about you?"

Loki lifts his head and looks at me in disbelief. "Another? We already had three. I ... uh, it was fun, but ..." He takes a moment and chuckles. "I think I need a break."

You laugh poke him playfully. "You, god of mischief, allmighty everything, need a break? But it's okay. I get it, it's kind of exhausting."

"It's absolutely great", Loki tells you honestly. "I love it, I would happily do this for the rest of my life. But ... darling. You are so hot, I can't process it anymore." He smiles and kisses your chest. "I still crave you", he growles, "and I will take you again, but just a little break, please."

You snicker and brush your fingers through his hair. "It's okay. I love you. Take your time."

Loki smiles while closing his eyes. "Love you too."