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"Loki?"
Loki was leaning against the kitchen counter and with a scowl on his face he pretended to ignore Mobius.
"I'm sorry sweetheart," Mobius pleaded, "You know I didn't mean it, it was in the heat of the moment, she was watching me so I just didn't want her to feel left out."
Finally, Loki looked at him and Mobius was relieved to see that his gaze softened a bit after Mobius' words.
He sighed and said, "Okay, I forgive you."
Mobius sighed with relief and moved closer to Loki to kiss him, but was surprised to see that Loki made no move towards him and remained leaning against the kitchen counter, silently watching Mobius.
Seeing Mobius' confused look he said to him, with a half smile on his lips, "I said I forgive you, but you still have your penance to fulfill."
Mobius harrumphed but nevertheless approached, put his hands on Loki's shoulders and raised himself on his toes to kiss him.
He looked so adorable that Loki couldn't resist and leaned in halfway to meet Mobius' lips, who moaned with pleasure as their tongues mingled.
Suddenly, Loki put his hands under Mobius' butt, lifted him up and sat him on the counter to deepen the kiss. Mobius moaned again with pleasure as he tied his arms around Loki's neck, because he was at the perfect height to appreciate the depth of the kiss. For a few minutes the kitchen resounded with their moans and grunts of pleasure. When they finally broke apart to catch their breath, Loki made a pouty face, "I still can't believe you said Sylvie was your favorite."
Mobius chuckled softly and whispered against Loki's lips, "My sweet love, you will always be my favorite."
He continued to kiss Loki until he was completely convinced.