Liars’ lips are laced with sugar. On such occasions it is shiny, cylindrical, and decidedly festive.
Loki licks the first bright fuchsia stripe on a candy cane until it is a faded pink before slipping the head into his mouth and doing the same to the rest. His cheeks are deliciously hollowed as he sucks away, and more than a little flushed. This is likely due to the nature of the seat he occupies; to the undeniable hardness pressing between his legs.