Darcy giggles but Loki looks about the room rather timidly
Loki: I don’t believe “conjugal” visits are allowed here love
Darcy: You aren’t in jail. Nobody’s around.
Loki bites his lip as Darcy slowly begins to walk towards him
Loki: True. But I suspect my new… team mates will return at any moment
Darcy straddles the nervous God who now seems to be uncertain where to place his hands, though she guides them directly to her breasts, she can feel the hitch in his throat as she gentle grinds herself forward and into a more comfortable position
Darcy: You need to relax more
Yes, he was in Stark tower. Yes, he was now on… the good side. (Ugh) better than being eternally banished by Thanos or his adoptive father to some damned corner of space. And lastly, Yes, his fellow comrades were not in the building (or close vicinity) at this moment in time.
But being caught with his “pants down” – quite literally – wasn’t a situation the trickster wanted faced with. At least not when he was the one being dominated.