Kio pounced into Loki’s lap, tail thumping wildly. A lick to the cheek, a playful nip to the arm—typical. Loki sighed as Kio grinned up at him, eyes bright.
“Hey, you’re slacking. If you don’t pet me right now, I’m officially biting your ankle.”
Loki smirked, resting a hand on Kio’s head. “You do realize my lap isn’t public property, right?” Still, he kept petting.
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