One (1) trickster god wordlessly grabs Ky by the arm and drags him to the closest bed or couch large nough to fit them both. He shoves the half-demon down, then curls up along his side. Seems the asgardian asshole is lonely.

_{he wasn’t expecting this. then again, truth be told, he wasn’t expecting many things. loki was… complicated. more importantly, he was a challenge, and one he had hope that he’d crack. of course, the problem was that ( eventually ) he’d get bored and decide it wasn’t worth it. fortunately enough, ky let a grin spread across his features as he was dragged to the bed, not even saying a word the entire way there. nor, did he say anything was he was shoved harshly down either. no – all did was enjoy himself. loki may have been lonely but ky? he was feeling fantastic. he got what he wanted.}