Warning: There is mention of Hitler and Racism. Please don't take this the wrong way. It was only a joke. If this offends anyone, i'm truly sorry. It isn't meant to be offensive at all. I apologize if it seems insensitive. I'm not a neo-nazi or anything. I also realize that the world war, the nazi's, everything that occured, because of the war, was terrible. Please don't take this in offense. READ ON~!
"T-Thor…? What do you think you're doing?"Shouted Loki, His eyes wide in shock as he suddenly found himself, pinned against the forest green wall of his own bedroom, by none other than; Thor. "Loki? How is it, you draw me in so? I've never felt like this, not with anyone… Why you? I can't comprehend why, I find you so inviting!" Thor shouted, Loki flinched, and knowing there would be no way for him to slip out of the taller man's tight grasp. One of Thor's hands; had Loki's wrists against the cool surface of the wall, the other gripping his waist tightly."You are hurting me. Let go, now."Loki whispered, trying to sound fierce, but truthfully he was shaking, he hadn't seen Thor like this. Not since their fight on the rainbow bridge, before he fell.
"Am I hurting you? I'm sorry, I just... Don't know what to do."Thor said; relaxing his grip on Loki, but not letting go of him, Loki sighed softly, his pale emerald eyes darting around the room, before finally settling on Thor's face, which was inches from his own. His sleek black hair was tousled, not slicked back in its usual manner; his cheeks were flushed in the slightest. "Kiss me."Loki whispered, gently; his voice almost seductive, his eyes half-closed. Thor leaned in, his eyes closing as his lips ghosted over Loki's, who in turn, kissed him back, ever so softly.
The kiss would have been innocent, had Loki not moaned breathlessly into it. He pulled away, his eyes meeting Thor's, Loki's faced was flushed a bright red and filled with repulsion, at himself."Oh, I'm so sorry. D-did I do something wrong? I didn't mean to make that awful sound-"Loki was interrupted by Thor's lips on his own, again. Thor traced his tongue over the curvature of Loki's bottom lip, Loki gasped softly, and Thor seizing the opportunity, his tongue sliding into Loki's wet, warm, cavern. Then, their tongues began to tangle, fighting for dominance, in which Thor won.
Finally, they broke apart, both gasping for air. Thor's lips laid soft kisses across Loki's jaw and throat, causing Loki to moan softly, and tilt his head back; "Oh…T-Thor..."He moaned, before shuddering as Thor's tongue gently traced over his collarbone; yelping, when he nipped at it, playfully. His rough hands rough and calloused from battle, relinquished Loki's waist and hands, before skimming over Loki's chest, stomach, and hips, before dipping lower.
Loki's eyes snapped open, his chest heaving with every breath, his lips parted. He glanced around the room, but found not a single trace of Thor. Sighing, he glanced downward and found himself with a 'problem'.
"Guess it's time for a bathroom break." He muttered to himself.
When Loki strolled out of the bathroom, his hair wet and tangled from showering. Wearing a simple green v-neck, a pair of black jeans, that was low on his hips, and a pair of black combat boots with neon green stitches, laces, and bronze buckles. "Hey, sexy, you were in the bathroom a long time. Did you drag point break in there with you?"Tony said; smirking as he passed Loki in the halls, Loki in turn, promptly rolled his eyes. "Exactly, He was wearing nothing, nothing but the cape!"Loki said back in joking manner, before bumping into someone.
"What was that about my cape, Loki?"
"T-Thor, I-I… Where did you go this morning, hmm? I awoke to find myself, alone!"Loki exclaimed. His eyes narrowing as Thor shrugged. "I wanted some pop tarts. I tried to wake you, to ask if you wanted one, but you told me to shut up, and let you continue to dream, so I left." Thor replied with a small smile, Loki simply rolled his eyes. "What did you dream of, Loki?"Thor asked, curiously; Loki shook his head, and tried side-step Thor, only to have Thor grab his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.
"I dreamt of you and I…"
"Yes…? What happened in the dream?"
"…Eating pop tarts and um, causing mischief."Loki said, attempting to keep from bursting into a fit of laughter. However, the corner of his mouth kept twitching upward, and as soon Thor left, bewilderment evident on his face. Loki began laughing."Ehehehe. Oh Mischief. Ehehehe." He muttered to himself, wiping a tear from his eye. Natasha arched an eyebrow, as she passed by, a zipped lock bag in her hands. "Why do you have a bag of grasses?"Loki asked, frowning in bafflement. "This is Clint's. And he's in the dog house."
"Grasses are the reason, he's in the doghouse?"
"No. But they are going to be his undoing."
"YOU WERE ON DUGS? THAT'S TERRIBLE. HOW COULD YOU? Look at this, you're tearing us apart!" Shouted Steve, Bruce sat in a green bean bag chair, awkwardly running his fingers through his own hair. Tony was reading a playboy magazine, sat in a red one; Natasha sat next to Clint, on the biege couch, her expression down right murderous. Loki was eating a muffin, sitting next to Thor on the bar; Whilst Thor was watching the others, curiously, his crystal cerulean eyes were fixed upon the entire situation. Rarely did all the Avengers come together in the room with the large widows and bar, which overlooked most of New York.
"Look, I-I needed to cope, somehow. Between the stresses of being a hero, saving people, trying to fit in among these legends, you know, you guys and being that other guy, who doesn't even have a cool power. It's stressful, you know? I mean Tony's always drinking, Bruce is extremely anti-social, and Natasha sits in her room, just training. Loki's having mental break downs, Thor barely leaves the building, Steve's got a stick up his ass, and it isn't Coulson's, either!" Clint shouted, his voice echoing through out the dead silent room. Suddenly a dart appeared on Clint's forearm, he stared at it in shock, before nearly collapsing onto the floor, Natasha catching him at the last minute.
"W-What's happening? Where'd it come from?"She shouted, pulling it out quickly.
"Me."
They all turned to see Loki, his face grim. "Don't worry, it's a sedative, I took from the hospital room, When Tony took that unauthorized nap."He said, with the slightest hint of remorse.
"I thought he changed, Thor. I'm sorry, but I have to do this."
"NO! Don't-"
Loki was in his room, with a muzzle and a shock collar. Rather harsh, for only knocking someone out for a mere ten minutes. He hated them, he had them on for the better half of the day. Just when he grew fond in the very least, of them, the Avengers, they did this. If his mouth hadn't been covered, he would've screamed in frustration.
Knock. Knock.
The door opened and Tony Stark walked in, immediately closing the door. "Hey, man. Look, we're going to take you out of this shit… In my opinion, I think bird brain needed that. How the hell did you make it into a dart, though?" Tony asked, as he pressed the button at the back of the muzzle, causing it to fall off and then the collar. "Magic, Asshole." Loki replied, seething, rubbing his neck and jaw, which were now sore.
"Oh, Feisty! Well, that was pretty bad ass. You know what. You just gave me an idea! Thanks, Sailor Asgard!"Tony shouted, before leaving the room, practically skipping.
"...Sailor Asgard?"
"A vacation."
"Yes, Steve, a vacation…. Why not? We all need one, right?"Tony said, All the Avengers sat in the very same room, where Clint had been sedated by Loki. Clint rolled his eyes, while Natasha face palmed. "I don't see how that'll work out. Good. For any of us." She said, frowning.
"Come on, we'll go somewhere tropical. With beaches, get a nice tan, 'Cause Loki definitely needs one-"
"Why does it matter to you...whether not I am tanned, as you say, or not?" Loki said, with malice. He was still upset about being muzzled like a disobedient dog.
"He's a racist. He's not going to get a tan."Clint said, with a smirk. "What? Are you saying he's like Hitler or something?"Steve said, frowning.
"Exactly, except Hitler was kind of tan. He even has the same dark hair, twisted fantasies of destroying and ruling entire races, The same crazy way of yelling at people-"
"That's enough!" Steve interrupted."You're going to hurt his feelings!" he continued.
Everyone in the room burst out laughing, Including Loki and excluding Steve. "Oh, hey… We should, um, call Agent Coulson! He could go too and keep stars and stripes occupied." Tony suggested, with a smirk. "And we should invite Thor's friends, you know? Jane, Darcy, Selvig…" Bruce said, sarcastically. "Want me to get my purple swim trunks, while I'm at it?"He continued, sighing.
"I'd prefer you in your birthday suit, to be honest."Tony said, with a wink. Bruce flipped him off, running his other hand through his own hair, nervously. "So… what time, Bruce? You're making me horny, and you wouldn't like me horny."Tony replied, seductively, grabbing Bruce's hand, who then jerked it out of his grasp, glaring. Steve coughed awkwardly, blushing so furiously, even the tips of his ears were red. "If you two are done with your love scene? Where would even go to, for this so-called vacation?" Hawkeye interrupted, Tony turned away from Bruce, who sighed in relief.
"I'm not done with you, yet, big guy. Anyways, how 'bout paris? No? Hawaii? Florida-"
"No way am I dealing with any zombies."
"Clint? Yeah, shut up." Tony said."I've got it! We'll do like a road trip type-thing! We'll start in America and then go to Europe! What do you guys say?" He said, gleefully.
"Sure, why not. Nat?"
"I guess, it would be nice to go somewhere."
"Can Coulson really go?"
"Yes, Steve."
"Sounds like fun, what do you think brother?"
"First, I am not your brother. Second of all, Why would I go any where with this morons-"Loki began, but then stopped when he the desperation in Thor's eyes. "Please, Loki? For me, I would do the same for you." Thor said, softly, brushing a strand of hair from Loki's groaned out of frustration."Fine, I will go. But only for you."He said, begrudgingly. Thor's smiled widely and took Loki in his arms, picking him up and spinning him around the room. Loki's face flushed and gripped Thor, tightly out of fear.
"P-Put me d-down."He whispered, his voice strained with fear as he was set down upon the ground. Everyone one's eyes were upon them, Thor's face filled with worry. "Loki, are you alright?" Thor asked, quietly, his hands gently gripping Loki's forearms. Loki stared at him, his lips parted.
"Guys, let's give them some privacy."Steve whispered, leading everyone out of the room, leaving Thor and Loki alone.
"I-I hate heights. Father- I mean, Odin used to make me fall, and then use magic to pull me back, or transport me, right before I should've hit the floor and then do it over and over again."Loki confessed, quietly, his eyes closing as a sob escaped him, tears flowing freely down his pale cheeks. Thor gently wiped them away, kissing his forehead and embracing him. Loki's face flushed and he wrapped his arms around Thor's torso, as Thor stroked his hair. When they finally pulled away, Thor's eyes filled with adoration, as he leaned closely. Loki's eyes fluttered shut as he felt Thor lips ghost over his own.
It was only a peck… But it was electrifying. When they pulled away, Loki was breathless. He stared Thor in awe and murmured three words, which he thought he'd never be able to say to him, except in this moment.
"I love you."
TO BE CONTINUED.
Wow. Can you spell cliffhanger~?
I'll get to writing the next chapter, soon, my peeps. I hope you enjoyed. Don't worry, I'm keeping as fluffy as possible right now, because you'll wind up probably pissed off with the soon to be angst in this story. Just Kidding~ or am I?
I think we may have to go up a rating, too. While we're at it~ ;)
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