There wasn't a line to cross anymore. At least not when it came to the physical relationship between the two of them. They'd obliterated it the moment they'd kissed. Now that they had, it was hard to believe a line had existed in the first place. There was no awkward fumbling, no asking each other if things were okay. They were both being pretty commanding and demanding of what they wanted, as though they'd been doing this for years. In a way they had, but never quite like this.
Everywhere Loki's fingers wandered felt like they were blazing trails of fire in their path. For a brief moment Thor wondered if he was, indeed, setting him on fire. This was Loki, after all. But no, it wasn't actual fire. It was desire that was burning hot within him and amplified anywhere Loki touched him.
Loki's words, they sent a whole knew rush of desire through his body straight down to the pit of his belly and even further to resonate in his steadily hardening erection. He wasn't embarrassed by it; not even with Loki who could easily tease him about it. Thor was plenty confident and wanted him to know how much he wanted him. "Show me," he growled.