Notes: Fill for the tumblr prompt "who drives when they're going somewhere", from the marriage meme :)
Original post on my tumblr. As always, feel free to point out any mistakes and typos.

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Reckless (and loving it)

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They don't use human modes of transport very often, even if those have vastly improved after Stark came in contact with Asgardian 'technology'.

It's not a matter of snubbing them, as some like to believe; just practicality. Most of the time their feet, Mjölnir and Loki's seiðr are faster means to reach the mark, be it an emergency site or the mall.

Then, if they use a human transport, they're usually passengers. When the Avengers are on the move, if Loki feels like joining, they both board either a SHIELD aircraft or a land vehicle driven by trained, efficient people. That way they can spend the journey trading information and building a strategy with their ("Your–") brothers-in-arms. It's sensible and convenient, since they need to save their strenght as well. Even if Thor would rather have more control on the situation.

He's used to be in control. He likes to be, after all the life lessons he received, except–

Except when his consort sits behind the wheel.

Sometimes it's required by the circumstances, sometimes they just want to go somewhere by different means. Loki gets that glint in his eyes and Thor knows he's in for a treat (and a few scares).

In fact, as much as his brother has rejected what he was in the darkest hours of his life, at least this one thing remains: he's still a wild pilot. It seems that controlling a Chitauri ship can't be forgotten.

It's something that speaks to Thor's inner storm. Nothing awakens his fighting instincts and his desire like Loki racing through cities and deserts at a breakneck speed, with him as a willing, helpless passenger. His not-brother has made driving Stark's shining cars an art form, all muscle and brain (and magic too, thank the Norns). And this after a life of loathing all the savage rides Asgard could provide, Mjolnir included. It would be funny, if Thor weren't always busy clutching at the car's frame with a good deal of his might.

"You put me to sleep when you drive", Loki says, grinning, and floors the gas pedal.

It's rare for Thor to get a hand on the wheel. He's not complaining, though: sometimes it's good to live just for the thrill.

Flying a plane with him is even better, because Loki was born a magpie with a raptor's heart. In this, Thor of the Thunder is right beside him. It's savage and primordial.

Just like the sex they have when they touch down.

Thor feasts his eyes on the vision of Loki sprawled on top of a hood, of a wing, and Loki draws him near with clawed hands.

"What are you waiting for?"

Thor won't tell him, but these moments make their domestic life even more precious, and a little bewildering as well.

He'd never have pegged the both of them as cuddlers, especially with each other.

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