Hey guys! Jasmine here! I just wanted to say, that this story is not mine. A friend from Twitter as me if I could post this, because she didn't want to go through the trouble of making an account. Her name is Yoselin, and she RPs on Twitter as Byakuya, Gin, and Clint Barton; she's really good! She has this ThorKi muse, and wanted to get it out and create a story about it. So here it is! I'm just posting it. Not an original story of mine, though, I am a fan of ThorKi myself. :D
I'm off on vacation, but this ThorKi muse has been eating me inside and out, I just had to write about it. It's going to be a short one, but it will get my feels off of my chest. Loki for king! Mwah! I love you, baby!
Forbidden
It is forbidden…
Thor felt his throat go dry as he casually took a swing from his ale. Nothing, however, could relieve him of his discomfort. His comrades joked at the table, clashing cups, tearing through the banquet, recounting battles, and bragging about spoils. Everyone except one, and he was sitting on the other side of the long table.
Loki.
He sat, idly paying more attention to his cup than the rest of the group. Thor has never seen a more perfect creature. His skin was flawless, utterly beautiful, exquisite. Due to accidental brushes, brotherly hugs, and an occasional shove, Thor was able to experience the bliss of touching Loki's wonderful skin, and relishing the fact that it was incredibly soft…
His eyes were sharp, analytical, but warm and inviting when they were alone. They twinkled with mischief, and his smirk that came afterwards tugged at Thor's heartstrings.
"Now give us a kiss."
He had been jesting, but Loki did not have the faintest idea…
Thor was all the willing to take him up on that offer. His slender index finger slipped into the cup, Loki's expression of obvious boredom. He would offer a slight smile every now and then, when someone would boast or compliment his array of magic skills.
Loki ran a hand through his fine, black locks, before standing up. "Excuse me, but I will be retiring for the night…" He gave a slight nod to everyone, and momentarily locked eyes with Thor; glaring at him coolly.
"My gods…" Thor growled as he watched Loki retreat from the table. He was angry.
Thor was hesitant. Any other night, he would have gladly stormed to his bed chamber and demand what his problem was. However, that has come to prove quite difficult. It has come to be difficult indeed, for months now. He could easily go against an army, rage war everyday, but this was something he's never dealt before. In all honesty, he would gladly wrestle with a giant than face Loki with his sudden feelings.
It is forbidden…
Thor closed his eyes, pressing his cup against his forehead.
But it's Loki.
Loki…
Thor wordlessly tossed his cup aside as he rose from his chair. His friends tried to convince him to stay for another round of ale, but Thor merely slapped their backs and forearms, bidding them a good night. He made his way down the halls, towards his bed chamber.
He was tempted to enter his room and sleep his wanton thoughts away, but the mere feeling of knowing that Loki was across from him, beat against his chest, as if his hammer was pounding him mercilessly.
His jaw locked and he whirled around, pushing against his brother's door. Thor was surprised that it swung easily open, but he was even more surprised when his eyes came in contact with Loki's exposed back. He had been standing at his bed, back to the door. It wasn't the first time seeing Loki half exposed, but for some reason, tonight his heart was pounding like mad.
The candles of the room touched his moonlight kissed skin, making it glow beautifully. His shoulders were slender, his muscles were not as broad and large as Thor, yet, his body was attractive indeed. Thor was too busy admiring his brother's flesh, that he didn't notice Loki hastily put on his night shirt.
"All these years, and you still strut around like a beast." Loki snapped slightly. "Learn to knock, Thor."
Thor swallowed hard before regaining his composure. "Right…"
"Right? Is that the reason for your intrusion? 'Right?'" Loki scoffed, pulling away the sheets of his bed. "Really now, Thor, what do you need? Can't you see I'm about to retire?"
Thor clenched his fists and placed them behind his back. "I've noticed your annoyance with me, Brother."
Loki raised an eyebrow. "Did you? I'm surprised you did, your brashness usually blinds you to reason."
Thor moved his arms and crossed him across his chest. "Ah, I see now. You're upset about today, are you not?" He tried to ignore the feeling in his gut as he watched Loki slip under the covers, turning to face Thor; a nonchalant expression on his face.
"You could have gotten yourself killed today, you oaf, and as always, I had to be the one to save your backside. Spare me the trouble of looking after you, you foolish child." Loki said, a bit of distaste leaking from his voice.
Thor allowed himself a laugh, and was elated when Loki's mouth twitched slightly. Seeing the way Loki gazed at him fondly brought Thor into the horrifying reality. Loki saw him as his brother…
My brother…
A sudden jolt ran through Thor's body, making him reach for the door in seconds. "I will see you in the morning, good night…" He abruptly said, shutting the door behind him, but not before catching a glimpse of Loki's bemused look at having had their conversation cut short. The door slammed with a resounding echo. Thor entered his room, placing his back against the wall. He had no right…it was wrong…his feelings…
It is forbidden…
It was just an experiment. Hope you liked it. :D
