Loki bristles as Clint lays his desires out so plainly. He almost lashes out, demands to know who this human thinks he is insinuating that Loki would bring himself beneth anyone.

But he catches himself. This isn't Asgard, and the smell of sex still lingers in the room despite both of their efforts to scrub it away. He has no reason to hide anything from the human. Especially if this is just going to happen again.

"I can't pretend our history has nothing to do with it, but being 'on the bottom', as you put it, is something I...enjoy." The admission seems like it has to force it's way out of his mouth and now it's Loki who can't look at Clint.