The absolute last thing Loki thinks about Peter is that he’s a child. He wouldn’t have done any of this if he had thought that. It is also pretty clear that Peter isn’t delicate and really, anyone willing to submit, especially to a stranger, is a lot stronger than that.

If he ever finds out who Peter is, and all his talents and then discovers that no one tells him things, possibly important things, simply because he is a bit younger, Loki would likely be annoyed for him. It would remind him of how he was left out of things when he still lived on Asgard because he wasn’t the chosen one. He wasn’t important enough. It’s not a pleasant feeling and it’s something he could definitely commiserate about.

Domination is not for everyone, nor is submission. Mostly Loki has found himself in a more dominant role, and he enjoys it, but most of that came around because he felt he had a reputation to uphold. Submission, in his mind, takes much more trust, and more strength and Peter does it beautifully.

Perhaps one day Peter will tell him of his past experiences, but for the moment, he’s happy to have him crawl into his lap. He’s impressed with how well he has taken him, even if some was missed. Loki reaches up and drags a thumb across Peter’s lip, cleaning him almost gently. He loves how swollen Peter’s lips are and he can’t help but pull him down into a kiss, immediately pressing his tongue into his mouth to taste his own remnants.

“You are quite wonderful, aren’t you?” He asks once he’s pulled back from the kiss again. As much as he’d called Peter up to show him off, the sight of him on his lap has made him forget the others around them. “I think maybe you deserve a reward for such an outstanding performance.”