Huaisang blushes happily at the compliment, chin ducking but not quite as far or for as long as before. His eyes skim hungrily over Loki's body in return, hands having brushed frequently over skin while he helped to undress him.

He reaches out for Loki's cock, fingertips caressing lightly over the skin. Gasping and then laughing with bright, breathy laughter as Loki's mouth closes on his collarbone, Huaisang grips a little tighter. His touch is still careful and reverent, but clearly more distracted now. "I'm also--ah--ticklish. Did I mention that?"