Stephen grins at Loki's response but with his mouth full, he did nothing but moan against his flesh.

His head moves as he takes him impossibly deep, his hands palming his sack to stimulate him.

Stephen growls then in a flash of searing red magic, their clothing disappears.

His hands roam Loki's body, hungrily.

"Gods, I've waited so long for this moment."

His hand finds Loki's throbbing length, wanting to taste him. He kneels down, taking him in his mouth.

"The jackrabbits have nothing on us."

As he finished his meal, he waited until he was sure Loki was done. He leans over, catching his lips before pulling back to smack everything from the table.

"I can't wait any longer—"

Stephen takes a few bites of food then freezes at Loki's words before giving a frustrated grunt.

"Correction. We will go all night. Like wild jackrabbits."

He is now shoveling his food as fast as he can.

Stephen pulls the lasagna from the open and plates the food, setting one before Loki and sitting.

"Let's just hope this food doesn't interfere with our making up of time missed."

He says in a low voice then begins to eat.

Stephen pours two glasses of wine, placing one in front of Loki before drawing a sip.

"I'm glad you approve. Food should be warm in a few."

His eyes scan Loki, grunting softly as h feels his every thread of constraint begin to unravel.

"We'll definitely need the energy."

"Hey, one has to build up the anticipation."

He goes to the fridge and pulls out a pan of lasagna.

"My famous lasagna, and salad with bread. Will that do?"

He tosses the pan in the oven to heat real quick, then sets out the salad.

He too was struggling to focus on the food.

Even though Loki suppressed his moan, Stephen could see he was ready.

"Hey, I'm not judging. It's been a very long time."

He bites his lip and hurriedly made them something to eat. He chuckles at Loki's last words.

"I guarantee you that I'll find the sweetness in you. Guess we'll find out."

Stephen leads them through the massive foyer of the Sanctum, headed towards the kitchen.

The sorcerer stops in his tracks at Loki's words, a sly grin raising his lips.

"Dessert, huh? Someone is excited for more than just food."

He chuckles and nods. "I think you'd be quite sweet."

Stephen couldn't express enough how joyous he was to have Loki back.

They walk arm in arm to the Sanctum, Stephen pausing once they reach the entrance.

"I will whip up something worthy of a god such as yourself."

He winks and leads them inside.

Stephen knew Loki had changed. He had no issues taking him to the Sanctum. He nods and steps back, holding out his arm.

"That's exactly what I was planning. I'll fix you a good meal, we'll have some wine and catch up."

Stephen did his best to linger into the kiss. Loki's lips were soft, pleasing, and he smelled, well—divine.

Reluctantly, he pulls back as Loki did, noticing his flushed cheeks.

"Come on. Let's get you off the street and somewhere comfortable where we talk about our future."

Stephen purses his lips, trying to contain his own giddy smile.

"Well then—let's start with this."

His fingers cup Loki's chin as he leans in for a kiss. Hopefully, he didn't overstep, but he couldn't help himself.

"No need to thank me, Loki."

Stephen held Loki tightly. He could sense the gods need for it. When he finally loosens his hold and pulls back, he takes a deep breath and chuckles.

"I believe we were. The question is, what do we do about it?

Stephen let's out a low chuckle.

"I'm more than happy to continue with our little lessons."

He furrows his brow slightly as Loki gives a small smile, though Stephen wasn't sure Loki was really okay. He steps closer and pulls him in for a hug.

"I've missed you too, truly."

A smile curls up the Sorcerer's lips as Loki turns to face him.

"It has been some time. If memory serves me correct, I was assisting you with your magic?"

He walks a little closer.

"How's that been going, and how are you?"

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