Loki flinched when he sat, huffing and laying back as he held his middle with a quiet sound of pain, turning over onto his side. Not wanting to face the man of iron as he ran his hands over his large, full middle and closing his eyes tightly with an arch of his back. Moving to push down the waistband of his pants slightly with a soft moan of pain.
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