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Tears buckled from his eyes, puffy and swollen from crying. The sensation of ecstasy, shuddering current every time the feather touched his body.
Black feather coursing on his rose body, and with each flick of it, Loki moaned. He closed his eyes, heavy gasp as the circling feather hovers on his nipple, play with the slightest concern of tease. His breath heavied, body jumping from the bed only to be strained by the bondings, shivers of pleasure seeping from his chest to his feet.
Further, as the feather traveled down to his stomach, caressing the slight dip to his abdomen, Loki jolted and shuddered as it reached his genitals. Loki breathed, eye-popping wide when there was a tug on his cock, awakening his body as the tickling feeling swept into his nerves. His cock throbbed, body writhing in ticklish. The feather moved lower to stroke his balls and his cock twitched, giving goosebumps.
He begged the person to stop the feather, to remove the bindings as precum dribbled from his cock. The feather was brushed over his ass pussy, the deep crevice where his fluids poured down from, moving down to his lean thighs. Under his thighs, as Loki gasped, swiftly moved to his feet, and Loki tenses.
Feeling his chest tight, "Please..not ther—"
Loki was cut by a moan, his body shivering with his orgasm when the feather nuzzled over his toes, bolts of pleasure flowing all over. That does not stop the person's hands though, the feather is moved without a moment's hesitation after his dry orgasm.
"Well done, son. You came once again." Frigga smiled, kissing her sobbing son before picking up the feather to continue tickling his toe as Loki kept begging her to stop.