When you're a theatre major, you end up talking about very...odd things...and odder things are born of it. We cannot help it, we all practically live in this backroom behind the stage! Part of the cast, part of the stage! Late last night, while playing Catan, myself and two of my companions were discussing couples (fiction and non) that we would ship. And my dear friend Alex, a mind that no one could possibly comprehend, handed this to me today...and I HAD to share it with the world...
Sensual smutty crack pairings written hilariously by a rough and tumble asexual man...
I'm hoping to goad him into writing more.
Loki gave a little smile, leaning closer to nip at the skin of Cap's throat, "Leave your body to me," he murmured, caressing the hard muscles of Cap's chest. A low moan mingled with the sultry air as Loki's hand quested under the waistline of the jumper; fingers playing a sensual tune on the sensitive flesh.
While the left hand continued its gentle ministrations, Loki began to pull back the flaps of the jumper to expose the taut skin with the right. Slowly the receding material ceased to hide the pulsing, beating heart of America's Greatest Hero. Another low moan split the still air, as Loki bent down pressing his lips to Cap's prominent nape. His smooth, moist tongue caressed the warm flesh, moving down and leaving a glistening trail that shimmered in the candlelight.
Cap writhed and squirmed as Loki rained feathery kisses down to where the god's left hand continued its carnal work.