He twists Loki's wrist, to break his grip on Clint's arm.
"Relax," admonishes Clint. "Stop fighting me." Pushes his fingers all the way in, to the root, even though Loki's body struggles around him. But he goes still, then, leaving them buried inside. His breath is rapid between his teeth.
Half of him wants to break Loki in half. The other half wants to fuck him slow until he can't remember his own name.
Clint is pretty sure that the rough side is him. But not 100%. His mind's inside out, because that feels like the more foreign desire.
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"Relax," admonishes Clint. "Stop fighting me." Pushes his fingers all the way in, to the root, even though Loki's body struggles around him. But he goes still, then, leaving them buried inside. His breath is rapid between his teeth.
Half of him wants to break Loki in half. The other half wants to fuck him slow until he can't remember his own name.
Clint is pretty sure that the rough side is him. But not 100%. His mind's inside out, because that feels like the more foreign desire.