[ Loki swallows and nods along with Mobius staying he'll stay. That he'll share a bed with him. Really that's the bare minimum he could hope for, but.

Well.

Mobius is standing very close and the desire to touch or kiss or just be held is very strong and he would hate how needy that makes him seem or feel with so many others but not this man. ]

I feel like there's no way I can explain why I don't that wouldn't lead you to worry overmuch about me, or my coping mechanisms when I fall into... ruts like this one. [ He opens his hands at his sides, expression doing something pained and complicated. ] I find sex pleasant and distracting in a way that I am very interested in right now, because very little else feels pleasant or sufficiently distracting.

So there is... that aspect. And I realize how it sounds, and I know it is not considered the best behavior, most likely, but I have been... so lonely, and struggling so much with being alone, that part of me is desperate for something that is not that. That is never that, at least not in the moments it's happening.

[ It's Loki's turn to shut his eyes because he can't imagine that these things he's saying will convince Mobius at all and yet. He's saying them anyway. ]

And I miss... desire, and the physical completion, which I cannot do on my own as sad as I've been, and the feeling of connectedness that happens during and after intimacy.

If it were just that it would be simple enough. Find someone willing to take coin for the exchange of being held and holding in return.

I want it. Is it a bad idea? It feels like one of the least destructive things I could want right now, to be fucked by someone I trust.