[playing with the little bird: highly satisfactory]

[Continuation from here.]

Loki pushed the archer backwards till the mortal's back was pressed up against the wall, then he pushed a little harder. He pressed his whole body against the shorter man and rubbed appreciatively against his captive. He was moving slow and steady for the moment. Now, while he still had half the mind to control himself.

He was still debating on how to proceed. He wanted to enjoy this night.