The reminders of his red blood made her own thrum in satisfaction, easily tossing Loki onto his back and climbing atop him. Yes, she could and often did simply act, but there was a deep release in getting the man to actually say what he wanted out loud. So often, it seemed he didn’t even know.

Taking care of his dark bottoms in a harsh yank, they were soon glittering into the distance for Valkyrie warm her hands along his hips, his thighs, and soon his cock that she wasted no time in closing her lips around. Teasing, indulging, delaying it all just a little more.