( That does it, the riot of sensation coalescing into a white-hot, toe-curling release, tearing a low growl from his throat. Tony shudders as he spends himself in Thor's mouth, watching him, stroking the nape of his neck until he finishes and, exhausted, drops back onto the bed with a breathless pant.
Words are... hard, so, let him just keep going with those affectionate touches while he catches his breath. )
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Words are... hard, so, let him just keep going with those affectionate touches while he catches his breath. )