After a feast one night, when most of Asgaard has gone to bed, Loki has...imbibed rather more than he perhaps should have. Spying Thor as he stumbles back to his room, he grins, throwing a wiry arm around his fellow god's shoulder.
"Loki." Thor chuckled, seeing the other's state. "Has it been a good night?"
"Yessss..." the shorter man purrs, breathing meady breath onto Thor's beard. "It always is...for me..."
The larger god laughed. "And what are you celebrating?"
Loki shrugs bonelessly. "Oh, n'thing. Always. But you...well..." he chuckles, turning his most innocent, wide-eyed look Thor's way. "...Sif came to see me last night."
"Did she now?" Thor said, starting to walk, letting Loki lean on him.
The trickster happily curls against Thor, pressing himself against the larger god's side like wet rawhide. "She said...says...she s'not satisfied. With you. As a man. With your penis." He grins in a satisfied sort of way.
Thor frowned down at Loki. "You're very drunk, trickster. I'd rather not beat you when you're in this condition."
"Woul'n feel anything," the dark-haired god grins amorously. "Go 'head."
Thor used a single finger, pushing on Loki's forehead until he started to tip over.
"Noo! There s'an earthquake!" Loki shouts, much more loudly than strictly necessary, flailing his arms wildly and trying to grab onto any available part of Thor.
Thor pushed him back until he fell, then put a foot on the god's chest. "Sleep it off. I'll beat you tomorrow." he smirked.
Loki moans, staring up at Thor with wide eyes, his mouth slightly parted, and...visibly interested. "...why beat me tomorrow...when you can beat me off now...?"
Thor just laughed. "I'll remind you of what you've said tomorrow." he turned and walked off, grinning to himself.
The trickster flops on the floor for a bit before managing to stand, apologizing to the wall as he uses it to stumble after Thor.
Thor retired to his own room, undressing to his loincloth - not sure if Loki would try to sneak into bed with him or not. He rolled so that his back was to the door, closing his eyes.
Loki jiggles the door latch for quite some time, before realizing it's not locked and simply letting himself in. He nearly trips over the pile of clothes, which apparently prompts him to undress as well.
Thor groans, rolling over and sitting up. "Loki." he sighed.
"Mm-hmm?" The completely naked Loki insinuates himself onto Thor's lap, trying to make eye contact until his head flops forward onto the other's shoulder.
Thor growls a little, trying to grab Loki without *grabbing* him. "Your room is down the hall."
"Mm-hmmm..." he repeats, with slightly different inflection.
Thor stood, picking Loki up with him and walking to the door.
Loki is very, very hard to hold onto when he doesn't want to be held, and is soon in a liquid heap in front of Thor's feet. He reaches up to squeeze Thor's bits through the loincloth, grinning. "Mmm, I s'pose you're a man... a little..."
"Just a little? I'm twice the man you are just in weight alone." he chuckled, nudging the puddle on the floor with a bare foot.
The dark god kneels, hands behind his back as though he's bound, and plants a (rather sloppy) kiss on the loincloth bulge, wrapping one arm around Thor's waist to make dislodging more difficult. The other hand absently strokes the foot.
Thor's lips part as he gives a soft groan, eyes closing. He puts a hand on the back of Loki's head, curling his fingers in Loki's wild hair.
Loki gasps, and the loincloth is on the floor before either of them realize what's happening. Loki's neck is beautifully stretched to keep Thor from pulling -too- hard. His mouth is now firmly on Thor's cock.
"Loki.." Thor growled, grabbing him more tightly, gaining control over the god's motions.
Loki gasps in reply, his cock becoming fully erect, loving the feeling of Thor's very impressive manhood in his mouth, and his deadly strength on his hair.
Thor's cock swelled impressively in the other god's mouth and he curled two fingers under Loki's jaw, pulling him closer, forcing his cock deeper.
Loki's eyes widen--as impressive as Thor is soft, it's nothing compared to his full erect size--and he tries to adjust his jaw, only to be thwarted by the fingers. He shudders with rapture, wrapping his hand around the shaft to keep it from fully penetrating him.
Thor's fingers tightened, thumbs pressing into the side of Loki's neck, cutting off his air.
The trickster gasps, looking a little panicked, wondering if he's actually pushed the other god too far this time.
Thor looks down at him with heated eyes, smiling dangerously.
Loki tries to pull back, pushing at the other's massive hips with both hands, mouth trapped on the cock by the hands around his neck.
Thor slowly releases him, letting him know that he didn't have to.
Loki falls onto his back as soon as he's released, glaring up at Thor, eyes blazing.
Thor lifts him up by his hair, pulling him roughly to his feet.
Almost immediately, Loki's eyes go unfocused and half-close, his body relaxing at the rough treatment, staring dreamily up at Thor.
Thor tosses him onto the bed, following him and kneeling over him, pinning the other god's arms.
Loki gasps, smiling wickedly and delightedly up at his captor, trying to flip over.
Thor just smirks and lifts Loki's hips, nudging his cock against Loki's anus.
"Nnnn--ahhh!!!" Loki gasps, delicately writhing his hips, trying to squirm free of the powerful arms pinioning him.
Thor found the right angle and slid all the way into Loki all at once.
Loki screams as though he's birthing a foal, trying to scrabble away. He closes his eyes tightly, and his ass is no longer completely dry, but pleasantly lubricated. He shivers, cursing fluently. "...you've never done that before have you?" he asks in a rush. His drunkeness is coveniently absent.
Thor hesitated before another thrust. "Is this wrong?"
"...no..." Loki answers, sighing. Then, realizing that someday, somehow, the great lummox might try this with another man, he quickly ammends his statement--"yes. Fuck now. Explain later."
Thor frowns at him, but finishes his thrust, cock punching against Loki's prostate.
"Aahhhhhhhyeahhhhh...." Loki gasps eloquently, eyes closed in rapture, long fingers curling back to claw at Thor's hands on his forearms.
The larger god growls, pinning Loki's hands, entwining their fingers. He slid in and out, not realizing that the slipperiness of Loki's anus was unnatural.
Loki has to spread his fingers quite wide to accomodate his lover's, but--he doesn't mind. He goes completely loose, enjoying the relative luxory of just being fucked without having to do anything.
Thor bit Loki's chest as he started to cum, groaning into the other god's skin as he filled him.
Loki screams again, biting his lip at the delicious pain, cumming frantically at the combination of the bite and feeling Thor finish in him--he's been thinking about this for...a while.
Thor sighed, rolling off Loki after a moment, chuckling.
Loki shivers violently, then lies still, panting a little, frowning at the sticky mess on his chest until it politely disappears.
Thor smiled, pinching the dark bruise he'd left on Loki. As he pinched it, it rearranged its shape into Mjolnir.
Loki, eyes closed, snuggles up against Thor, grinning a little at the pinch. "What're you chuckling about?" he asks, yawning.
"You can't claim to have stolen that." he poked the bruise with a giant finger.
"Ow!" Loki opens his eyes, staring in speechless amazement at the bruise.
Thor wrapped Loki in his big arms, crushing the other god to his chest. "You're mine now. We'll see if you regret it tomorrow."
