[Oh. Oh, this is all such a bad idea. Of course he worries, but also, Loki's not even originally human. Why should Mobius always understand where he comes from, what he considers normal? But also, why should Mobius understand when his own lived experience is so, so small? He's never had anything complicated like Loki's had. But he absolutely understands fucking around with someone you like and still being friends in the morning and there not being some kind of obligation to be romantically involved.

Not that he knows what being romantically involved with anyone personally feels like, either.]

You don't have to take a vow of celibacy or chastity when you join the Order. Some people do, on a personal level. Relationships are discouraged. That mostly applies to marriage and children. Thinking is, if you're already dedicated to the Maker in what can be a dangerous line of work, having the distraction and the financial responsibility is gonna do no one any favors. And you definitely don't marry each other.

So sex technically wasn't against the rules. But you did it quietly, quickly, sneak away somewhere nobody's gonna catch you. The last thing you want is one of the Sisters or a senior enchanter to catch you clanking armor with your pants down.

[He reaches for Loki. Slides a few fingers under his chin before continuing on along his sharp jawline, cradles the hinge of it in the palm of his hand while he teases locks of dark hair. All that to say:] I haven't had much opportunity to take my time with someone before.

[He coaxes Loki down at the same time he leans in for a kiss that he knows is a terrible idea.]