Loki smiled at Johnny, looking so very content, giggling faintly at the kisses on her belly. She was ticklish, not that she’d ever admit that. She hated to be tickled but the soft kisses where pleasant and enjoyable so she didn’t protest. “mmm.” she moaned softly, rolling her hips to try and get him to speed up a little but was also too lazy to be anymore demanding. She was enjoying this, it was just like being pampered. She’d have to get him to do this more often.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Bucky blinked at Clint for a moment, panting softly as he struggled to think about the correct answer. “the ring… please. Can’t.” Bucky begged, hips still moving. He wouldn’t stop unless Clint told him to stop or if Bucky needed to tap out which didn’t happen very often. Only once since they’d gotten together and that was because Bucky had gotten a pretty nasty cramp. He whined, loud and pathetic as his hips faltered in their motions as Clint pointed out how pliant Steph was. “please. Please. Can’t. Please. Sir…”