"You make it sound like I have a choice," he says with a laugh. Of course, if Clint's uneasy about the position Loki likes it even more. He wiggles up closer and tries to slip a leg between his thigh. Purely for warmth.

"An inconvenience," he answers. Now don't mind him as he lets his hands run over his chest. It's purely coincidence that ice cold fingers run over Clint's nipples