Loki smirked right back. “I enjoyed last night quite abit more than I expressed. However I am a very hard god to be possessive over since I go where I please.” He said, purring.
Steve would lie to anyone who said the sound of that purr made a shiver down his spine. “Does that mean you’d leave and never come back to me, then?” he asked, tilting his head. “It would certainly be a shame to enjoy so much and never return for more.” He really couldn’t explain why he had this strange, possessive feeling over the green eyed god, but he did. He reached up to brush dark hair behind Loki’s ear, watching the other as he did so.