Clint was quiet for the time being, still trying to get any sort of read on what Loki might want. The noise of approval was helpful, but only a little, there was still so much that could go wrong, especially if he ended up doing something that Loki didn't like, even by accident.

Which was why, fingers curling and uncurling against Loki's hips, kneading there for the time being, he asked: "Hands or mouth?" he'd been reprimanded for trying one when Loki had wanted the other, or both, or for using both when Loki had only wanted one, and at a time when he was already uncertain, he wanted things to be as clear as possible.