Alikia Tsuki
Tony let out a breathy moan at the feel of the nails on his skin, fingers reflexively curling against Loki’s skin, scratching at the markings he’d been tracing. Eyes staying closed as Loki moved to nuzzle his mark, he bit his lip, pleasure sparking across the bond. The god’s words took a moment to sink in but when they did, Tony let out a slow breath. He knew why Loki was saying it, and his head spun slightly. He wasn’t sure that he was ready to be intimate, but he wanted Loki as well, needed him as much as Loki seemed to need him. “Maybe….maybe we can go slow.” He offered, trying sort his mind out.