[It's been...months? He can't think straight enough to do the math. It's not the most comfortable memory to begin with, after all. Regardless, he broke off his arrangement with the Grandmaster quite a while ago, and at the moment that seems like a horrible mistake. He needs that distraction. Needs any distraction, frankly.
When the Grandmaster finally answers his door (after a lot of arrhythmic knocking), Loki's leaning so heavily against the door frame it's not really a mystery just how intoxicated he is. Nor is the reason for his visit a mystery when he shifts his languid body from the door frame to the flat of the Grandmaster's chest, arms looping lazily around his shoulders.]
'sbeen a while, hm? Changed my mind. Fuck me however you like. [He's too far gone to particularly care what they do, so long as the do something and soon.]
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When the Grandmaster finally answers his door (after a lot of arrhythmic knocking), Loki's leaning so heavily against the door frame it's not really a mystery just how intoxicated he is. Nor is the reason for his visit a mystery when he shifts his languid body from the door frame to the flat of the Grandmaster's chest, arms looping lazily around his shoulders.]
'sbeen a while, hm? Changed my mind. Fuck me however you like. [He's too far gone to particularly care what they do, so long as the do something and soon.]