Above him
You stand above Loki sitting on a chair in front of you, his hands behind his back. You smile as you let your fingers run through his hair.
Loki smirks. "Would you ... take me now?"
You laugh quietly. You crouch down and open his pants. "I will, love. Now shut that mouth and moan."
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