Hush Little brother

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Summary: Thor shows Loki how 'much' he is truly loved. Loki feels completely helpless against these affections. smut, Thorki,warning malexmale

"Hush, Hush Loki! Little Brother!" –Thor whispered with such caring that the trickster was almost deceived. But he knew better now. It was all just some sick form of pleasure to the thunder god. Trying to soothe his involuntary whimpers and mewls. He felt ashamed. Allowing his older brother to see, and hear him in this state. And the worst is that he was causing these feels inside him which made him squirm, and writhe in his bed. Thor was spooning him like lovers do, so close, and though they both had their clothes on, Loki's pants were open and a hand was stroking steadily under his garments. He was frozen. Helpless against the older, and Thor knew it.

"Ah..hah, please Brother, stop! no…ngh…"-he was already stiff and wet with precum, and getting closer to orgasm. It could've been great if he didn't know it was forced, and that his own brother made him feel so vulnerable.

"Hush, let it go, Loki! Come for me, now!" - It was too much, unbearable, he tried to keep himself from it but he had to endure the forced orgasm that tore through him, his legs flailing lightly as his hips thrust forwards into the warm calloused hand that was wrapped around his member. And then the white liquid burst out from within, and coated his black sheets in white.

He couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything for a few minutes. But Thor was satisfied by hearing what Loki couldn't. Soft shuddering, and moaning, Loki was very delicate indeed. Thought Thor and although his hand stilled on the softening organ, it was still holding onto it, and when he only heard panting, he started again, stroking slowly, but firmly. Loki's eyes widened and his body jerked, he whimpered, still too sensitive down there. Thor knew this, but pretended he didn't.

"What's wrong, Loki? Are you hurting Little Brother?... Poor Loki, how can I help you?…"-he cooed concerned, but even though he seemed honest, like he usually was, the God of Mischief knew it when he heard lies. He didn't know Thor could play a role this good. He was held in a comforting manner, with such strong arms his brother possessed, the right one draped over his stomach, to stroke him down there. There was a huge contrast between Thor's intention and action. Loki tried to hide his face in the pillows, didn't want Thor to see his scarlet cheeks, heated from embarrassment of being so helpless and allowing his brother to witness how he comes undone, and also because it was continuing and he couldn't stifle all the noises coming from his mouth. It was next to impossible while being stroked so intimately by one's sibling. He felt tears gather in the corners of his eyes and grit his teeth. "Ah…hah…b-brother, pl-please…uhh…"- he cried desperately, it was getting hard to form coherent thoughts, how had it come to this? Everything happened at a lightning speed.

One minute he was arguing with Thor about how Loki was always the second in everything and that he wasn't loved by anyone but their mother, Frigga. And then Thor got angry and told him that it wasn't true, it was nonsense. Then Loki pointed out some examples and felt triumph that he won the argument although there also was something bitter in it, but his victory was short lived. His brother's attitude changed and he told him deliberately he would show him love. When he touched him intimately for the first time slipping his hand over the spot between his legs as Loki was cornered, his breath hitched and he was so confused. His cheeks got extra hot in a second, and he averted his gaze from Thor's. He didn't understand his brother, he thought he only had eyes for women, but that's not the strangest part, they were brothers! For God's sake! Thor can't do this to him! He won't humiliate him again! He wants to arouse him surely so he can use it against Loki, that he lusts for him, and of course everyone will believe him, he's the first born!

All these thoughts crossed the young god's mind, but they were dimmed by the huge warm hand over his leather clad member. His hands went down to pry the rubbing hand off himself, but Thor was always stronger than him. It was futile, and after his hands were slapped away he was spun around to face away and both his arms were pinned between a muscular chest and his own back. He was glad then that neither of them wore their armor. His arms would have been crushed by the force. But now he couldn't make Thor stop, at least not with physical strength. So he tried reasoning with him by words! "Thor, w-what are you doing, stop! Have you forgotten who I am? Ah…I'm your brother! This is wrong!" Thor only 'hm'ed and 'mhm'ed at the end of the sentences as if Loki was just blabbering without sense.

This frustrated Loki and he tried to move away in exasperation, but he couldn't get away. He squirmed and gasped when he started to feel the effect of the constant rubbing of his breeches.

And then it all got out of hand quickly, and now he was squirming under his big oaf of a brother Thor, and tears ran down his cheeks, because it was already too much. It hurt him where his brother tugged on him. He was oversensitive from his orgasm. He couldn't take anymore, he needed time to recover. But Thor was relentless. Loki struggled futilely, but he got tired after a while, and just let the older do what he pleased. He occasionally whimpered, but luckily the pillows stifled some of the pitiful noises he made. Loki didn't know when the pain changed back to pleasure, but his hips were bucking against Thor's hand again instead of jerking away.

"Yes, that's it Brother! It's good, isn't it?" – chuckled Thor into his ear.

"Ngh…no, no,plea…ah…please, hah!" – his body felt simply too hot, sweat forming all over to cool him down. And the pressure was building again. He gasped and moaned and let himself enjoy the situation momentarily forgetting who stroked him so passionately. He came again shuddering violently and was shivering afterwards. When Thor continued pleasuring him with his hand, Loki sniffed and cried out: "No more!" – but after two orgasms he became tired and it was impossible to get out of the strong hold of his brother. He groaned and cried, struggling like a fish in a net. He heard and felt Thor's chest rumble with his laughter. He calmed down after a minute and whispered into Loki's ear:

"Hush, hush brother! Hush now, everything's gonna be alright! I'm taking care of you! Let me help." – he soothed, almost deceiving the trickster god's tired mind. And then Loki felt relief. He was let go. Thor moved his hand away from his abused member, and Loki sighed in contempt. But, he should have known better than to relax so quickly. His brother moved both hands to his face, used one to force his mouth open, and the other to pour something down Loki's throat. The younger was so surprised he almost choked on it. To not let a drop slip out, Thor put a hand over Loki's mouth and tilted his head up with it, while pinching his nose with the other hand, to make sure his little brother swallowed every drop of the unknown liquid. Loki felt nauseous after holding his breath for more than a minute, and was glad to breathe again without an obstruction.

The price for oxygen was high though. He realized this when his vision started to blur and he slipped out of consciousness leaving himself completely vulnerable to his cruel brother, Thor. The last thing he heard, before darkness took over his body was the older prince's seemingly kind and caring words.

"It's gonna be alright, hush. Loki, I'm here, don't worry, just relax. You'll be alright now, hush." – Thor caressed his hair gently. It felt nice? And then nothing…

It was quiet. Too silent when he came to. He opened his eyes and he couldn't see anything. It was only darkness. He started to reach for his eyes in concern but something on his wrists prevented him from lifting his arms. They were fastened by a strap to his bed at his side. He was listening for any sound and turning his head from left to right in confusion and when he heard no noise, he let out a sigh, relaxed. But his whole body tensed when he felt large hands on his shoulders and heard his brother's silent whisper in his ear. "Finally, you're awake." - he shivered knowing well what promises this held for him.

To be continued...

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