(Warning: Even More Mature Content Ahead)
Maybe it was the absurdity of everything happening the past few minutes that was finally weighing on his chest. Or maybe it was because the last time he ever had his dick in someone was in his past life as Benji Foster.
But whatever the reason, Ambrose couldn't think, breathe or move the second Loki positioned their entrance over his dick. They grabbed the shaft, stroking gently while pushing the head against their entrance.
Ambrose's mouth trembled around Valentine's cock, his head arching off the bed. The chaos lord's hair flowed down their shoulders in wild pink waves, the colour still unchanged since the parade.
Yet somehow, it managed to make them seem even more alluring, every subtle movement making Ambrose feel as though he was gazing upon an actual deity.
