We'll Meet Again.. {P} Someday

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    "You'll submit yourself completely. It's punishment for betraying me." He growled gently and bit at the shell of his ear. "You aren't allowed to move a muscle during it. If you do, you'll be left to finish yourself." He whispered and smirked.

    Loki basically purred at those words, yep he definitely liked the possessive side of Findley. "I'd like to see you try making me submit." He hissed out, fondling the remaining tail with a sinister smirk.

    Findley growled at the challenge he was given, and bent down to bite onto Loki's neck, humming gently at the touch to his tail, shifting himself to rub his leg into Loki's crotch, slowly, before pulling away and pretending it had never happened. He released Loki's neck, running his tongue up the main artery of his throat, stopping to examine Loki's lips before locking up and kissing him, biting possesively into his Lower lip.

    Loki held back a moan when he felt the other bite inside his neck, the familiar feel of adrenaline that he craved so much finally filling up his veins. The redhead dropped the tail, determined not to do anything to show Findley he was curious to see what the other would do. Thank god he doesn't know what the collar is, it would spell trouble.

    Findley rumbled, a deep sound the vibrated through his chest. He pulled from Loki's lips and grinned. "Good. You learn quick?" He teased, fingers slipping up and under Loki's shirt. His tail swished in enjoyment.

    Loki tilted his head to the side a small blush finding his way onto his cheeks when he realised where the hand was going. "No. Your just easy to please." He said, turning his head to stare into the kitsunes multicoloured eyes with his cold ones.

    Loki placed a hand over his mouth to hide a gasp of surprise at the others action. "Your taking too long." He carefully grabbed the others head forcing him into a heated lip lock. Tongue fighting for dominance as he flipped them over practically wrestling with the kitsune at this point, he trailed his bites down the neck sinking his teeth into the flesh and happily licking away any blood.

    Findley moaned and arched his back. Nails digging into Loki's back. "I thought this was supposed to be the other way around..." He panted, groaning as he felt Loki bite, tail curling. "You minx...." He panted, toes curling. He drug his hands up Loki's sides and chest, tweaking his nipples. "I was supposed to be dominant today.... I'm not complaining though...." He teased, biting his lip.

    "Then take back control, it shouldn't be to hard." Loki scoffed attacking the collarbone with licks and nibbles while trailing a hand down to the crotch. He paused at the last moment giving the collarbone one last kiss. "Findley, I missed you." He whispered inside the ear.

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    "I missed you too My Loki..." He whispered, reaching and pulling Loki to his face, peppering his face with happy kisses, wrapping his legs around Loki's waist, and with a jolt, he had flipped them over again. "Well.... Wasn't that easy." He teased gently. Grinding himself down on Loki. Humming. (Pm? Fade?)

    (Whatever is fine with me.)

    Loki's eyes were wide in surprise at how easily Findley switched there positions, he reached a cold hand to the warm cheek with a loving expression on his face. "Please punish me until I forget everything but you." He basically begged, sun coloured eyes filled with lust as he looked into the fox demons multicoloured ones.

    Loki visibly flinched away from Findley, still jumpy from there activities. "Sorry, I won't do it again." He mumbled out, reaching a shaky hand to pat the black hair. "I'm going to sleep."

    Loki sighed through his nose, unable to move away thanks to the burning pain. "Good night." His eyes fluttered closed, scrunching his nose at the feeling of blood dried on his neck.
    (So just timeskip to when he wakes up?)

    Loki woke up with a groan, pushing Findley away from him and about to clean himself up, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't move. "Findley! Something's wrong with my body! It won't move." He hissed shaking the demon, clearly confused at why he couldn't move. Did i sleep in a bad position? No, that wouldn't cause so much pain. Maybe I fell and Fin picked me back up? The alarmed looking Loki rolled on his back, placing a arm over his forehead to check if there was some kind of fever.

    Findlay jolted at the panic he felt through the bond, shooting into an upright position. He rubbed his eyes and made a face, turning to Loki. "Can't move?" He tilted his head, slipping out of the bed, pulling on some underwear as he went around the bed to approach Loki, sitting him up carefully. "Like, you seriously can't move?" He muttered and shifted to his left side to try and lessen the pulsing feelin in his side.

    Loki looked at Findley with a annoyed expression. "Findley, when I say I can't move. It means I can't fucking move." He deadpanned, poking at his aching hips curiously. "How hard did you go?" He asked, horrified as he remembered last night. But with a devilish smirk he led the kitsune's face to his, lips almost touching. "You got what you wanted didn't you? You had me submit. How do you feel?" He questioned, kissing the corner of the mouth with a hum.