[playing with the little bird: highly satisfactory]

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[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.

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"Déjà vu," he muttered to himself. Loki wasn't trying to kill him yet, but Clint had no pleasant memories of bring pinned to walls by the god. At least his odds of walking away this time were pretty good. He kept his eyes on the ceiling anyway, and idly drummed his fingers on Loki's shoulders as he tried to figure out what the SHIELD equivalent of 'lie back and think of England' would be.