That little slip could have become something bigger but Loki remembered the rules really quickly. Phil smiles, pleased with the choice Loki decided to make. He brushes his fingers almost tenderly against Loki's cheek.

"Good boy." He slowly withdraws his thumb from Loki's mouth and steps forward around inch to offer him his cock. "You can't put your hands on me yet but you've earned this."

Phil didn't wait for Loki to take his offering. He pushes the head through Loki's lips into his warm and willing mouth. He groans softly as he grips Loki's hair tightly in his fist.

"Keep being good and I'll let you undress me."