A/N: Thanks once again for all your reviews, alerts and faves. (: Updating early for all of you as I don't think I will be able to be online at all tomorrow night, when I usually update. Plus I'm not doing anything currently. So, well, this chapter is very .. M-tastic. Haha. I promise the story will go back to legit plot in the next chapter. Ah, also, the wedding was researched, but it was a bit hard to find information so apologies on that, but it should still be pretty good. c8 At any rate, hope you enjoy. Half-credit goes to my former roleplay partner.

Heavy In Your Arms

Chapter Nine

Loki fidgeted in his wedding garb, trying to get the thin, plated shoulder pieces to sit right, griping slightly before realizing he might be succumbing to his tendency to overjudge every detail. He finally turned to his son and asked him the question he was technically here for, to make sure he didn't do exactly what he probably was, "Àsleikr, do these look alright?"

Àsleikr thought for a moment, walking around Loki to take a look from another angle. He adjusted something just slightly and nodded. "Yeah, it seems fine to me." He returned to the chair he was sitting in before. "And I thought weddings on earth were complicated." He rested his chin on his hand, sighing slightly.

"Thank you," Loki said offhandedly, always unsure how to feel when Àsleikr mentioned his life on earth. It wasn't some grave tightening in any right, but he wasn't sure which way the scale would tip if he dwelled on it. Still, he'd always been curious to the way his son had grown up. "Perhaps you'll have to tell me about them sometime - if you've ever actually been to one. Secondhand knowledge can get quite convoluted the more filter it goes through," he teased cheekily with a smile, trying to keep calm about the wedding although in reality the vast amount of (somewhat conflicting) emotions beneath the surface were threatening to destroy the carefully built normalcy.

"Mmhm, well, believe me, I know enough to know how complicated they are." Àsleikr murmured in reply. He wasn't actually bored, he was interested in everything that was happening because it was definitely a new experience for him and he was more then excited about his parents finally marrying, but he was still attempting to keep his emotions in check.

Thor frowned at the closed door, hesitating but knowing he needed help and not wanting to ask anyone else. He knocked before calling through the door. "Loki, I know I'm not really supposed to be here and see you and all, I'm sorry .. but," he sounded annoyed. "My hair won't stay tied back no matter what I do."

Immediately feeling his forehead connect with his palm, Loki couldn't help but laugh, a combination of adoration, genuine amusement, and slight pity. He shook his head, Thor's voice on the other side of the door reminding him that even if every detail didn't go according to plan, it didn't necessarily have to mean anything was ruined. Trying to hide the laughter in his voice, he called back, "Come in, love, I'll fix it for you."

Entering the room, Thor was still frowning. He walked up to his brother and dropped the hair tie in his hand. "They did not invent these things for people like me to use." he mumbled. He was trying not to look at his fiancé too much but he couldn't help it really. He refused to say anything about it but Loki already looked, well, there were no other words for it. His brother looked gorgeous. He turned so Loki could get at his hair, grateful that the small smile on his face was hidden.

Sitting backwards on the chair now, Àsleikr held onto the back of it, laughing softly. "Good excuse."

"Honestly," Loki said in fake exasperation as he gathered Thor's hair together, "nothing ever changes with you. I always have to do everything." He turned to look at his son and said with a lilt in his voice to further illustrate his point, "It was the same when we were younger too - I'd even have to make up all of his excuses." Giving Àsleikr a smirk, Loki turned back to finish tying the ribbon and patted his fiancé's shoulders when he was finished, unable to help himself from stealing a quick kiss to the back of his neck. "There."

Turning around, Thor held Loki gently by the shoulders. "You always have to do everything because you never let me do anything." he leaned down to kiss his brother on the forehead. "I'll see you soon." he said softly. "And you, make sure nothing goes wrong." he teased Àsleikr before he left the room with a short wave.

"Ah, my family," Àsleikr said shortly, with a shake of his head, though the content smile on his face gave away what he was really thinking.

"Too bad anyone can tell you love us anyway," Loki said as he reached over and flicked Àsleikr's nose. In a way, this all seemed surreal to him - there was a point in his life that felt farther away than it actually was where he'd never be able to even conceptualize this moment as a potential reality. His son here with them, alive and well, on the day Loki was preparing to marry the father? Wouldn't have even been a possibility. In a way it was hard to connect the two as the same life, but it was, and it was his, and there was something almost victorious in the simple fact that this was how things came to pass.

Rubbing his nose, Àsleikr mock-glared at Loki but soon a smile settled back on his face. "Yeah, yeah. How much time do you have left to get ready anyway? Not that I want to stress you out, but I know you don't want to be late after all that planning you did."

Feeling a flutter of anticipation finding its way from his stomach to his heart as he realized how close the moment was drawing, Loki scratched the back of his neck and murmured, "Not long, actually. Valhalla, I almost can't believe I'm getting married today."

"Getting cold feet?" Àsleikr teased, although for a moment he worried it might be true. He laid his head against his arm and tacked on, ".. because I think you're ready." After all he'd seen his parents go through even just since he met them, it had been alot. They had both changed .. and they were both happy now. They had to be ready.

Loki gave his son a small smile of gratitude. "Thank you," he murmured before reassuring him honestly, "Although no, actually. You'll be pleased to hear I don't have cold feet - when you're ready, you know. It's simply hard to believe it's real, is all." Reaching out to cup Àsleikr's cheek, he leaned down to press a soft kiss to the top of his son's head, murmuring with quiet sentimentality, "And I'm so grateful you're here for it."

"I'm glad I'm here too, mom." Àsleikr replied softly, smiling up at Loki. That did put his worries to rest once and for all. "Erm, but if you don't hurry up, then we really are going to be late." He was luckily already dressed and ready to go.

"Agh, of course, you're right. And really, my biggest concern with not being late is that I've already made such a big deal out of this wedding that your father would never ever let me live it down," Loki admitted before returning to the details left in getting himself ready.


Thor held his brother's hands tightly in his own, unconsciously running his thumb across Loki's every so often. He knew his father and mother were speaking currently, but he wasn't catching a word of it, and he wasn't so sure Loki was either. He was only vaguely aware of the other people watching even; he'd been waiting for this day ever since he had formed the first small idea in his mind. He found himself smiling at his brother again, both of them looking only at each other. In the previous years that had passed, he had not even remotely thought this would be possible for so, so many reasons. He squeezed the younger man's hands tightly, knowing Loki looked nervous and attempting to encourage him.

Smiling at the gentle squeezes to his hands, Loki only half heard the beginning words of the ceremony, certain he'd remember them later. He ran his thumbs along Thor's hands as he tried to read those eyes, feeling his anxiousness about the ceremony melt away the more he looked at him, as if they were sharing encouragement. He knew he was ready for this.

Shutting his eyes for a moment, Thor let out a breath. He opened them and met his brother's familiar green ones again, knowing it was his turn to speak now. "Loki," he began, giving the younger man a small smile before continuing. "I don't quite remember when I fell for you because I only knew I had the feeling, I didn't know what it was. It changed as I grew older, but I'm sure I've loved you since we were children. Despite being different in many ways, we were still inseparable. And despite all the years that have passed, all the many things we've been through," here he paused to squeeze his brother's hand again tightly. "I believe it has all only made us stronger in the end. I will continue loving you for the rest of my existence ... and after that, probably." he smiled again gently, breathing the next part out softly. "I promise to always be here with you. I love you."

Loki further interlocked their fingers at Thor's vows, the smile really reaching his eyes and thankful that he was only allowing the blonde to see it. He cleared his throat and let out a somewhat embarrassed breath, dropping his gaze to their joined hands before beginning his own. "Thor, I've noticed...that regardless of the surrounding circumstances all being different reasons, whenever life has forced us to be apart, we are at our unhappiest. It's probably because that is not the state we are meant to be in, in any right. I - know that you get me, and I'm incredibly grateful that I can call you an idiot and you know that I really mean that I love you," he said with a small laugh before continuing, raising his eyes to Thor's, "but I don't say it often enough, truly. And today of all days I want you to know I have no desire for anything besides us and I am committed to you wholly, and I promise to remain that way without fail. Know this to be true, if nothing else, ever."

Knowing Loki had to have struggled to say all that not to just him but in front of the others listening, Thor held his brother's gaze, knowing he could read the emotions in them of what that meant to him. When the time came, he had to untangle his fingers from Loki's, and slide another silver ring on the younger man's finger. It was similar to the one already there but this one had an intricate braided design on it. He ran his thumb over it gently when it was in place, liking the sight of it on his brother's hand.

Just barely biting his lower lip at seeing both rings now on his finger, Loki took a similar ring and slid it onto Thor's hand, his heart skipping a beat in his chest as he did so, flicking his gaze up into those big, smiling eyes, before returning his own to the rings now joining them together. He faintly listened to the traditional reading at the end of ceremonies, not missing a beat at the permission to kiss one another, and he let his hands rest on his betrothed's chest and gratefully pieced their lips together, hearing the applause from the audience and trying so hard not to laugh at the fact that their son's voice was distinctly louder than the others.


Thor found himself having to prevent himself from pacing the room to try to ease some of the frustration he felt. He knew they were obligated to come to this reception but it was the last place he wanted to be. He crossed his arms and crushed his nails into his palm. It didn't help that his brother was very close to him, still looking as gorgeous as he had earlier. He groaned under his breath.

"I know," Loki said almost immediately through gritted teeth, not even needing to read Thor's mind because it was plain as day how desperate they were. "But we have to grin and bear it - maybe people will get bored and we'll be allowed to leave faster," he prayed out loud in vain before taking a long drink from his goblet, even though he doubted anyone would be bored quickly especially with some of the attendees. He could still hope - he'd just been married, it was far too early to lose out on hope.

Attempting to wait patiently, Thor was silent for a little while longer but that quickly ran out. He was going to have to convince his brother to leave .. or try anyway. Coming up behind the younger man, he put his arms around him in what would look to anyone else like a regular embrace, but he made sure their bodies were touching. "Loki," he murmured in his brother's ear, positive he was the only one who could hear him. "I want you."

Inhaling sharply at the contact and at the words, Loki let out the breath in a shuddery almost-moan, clutching his goblet so hard just to keep his composure that his knuckles were starting to turn white. "Oh, you cannot do this to me now, you bastard," he breathed in a husky whisper in return, the want thick in his voice and behavior as well - it was so hard to go even another moment, but they had made it this far, they could make it to the end of the reception. Even though they really probably couldn't.

"I can and I am. I know you want to leave too." Thor kept speaking in a low voice, not letting his brother move away from him. His finger rubbed in soft circles on Loki's chest and he again said the younger man's name seductively.

Squirming in Thor's embrace, feeling his words go straight to his core and attempt to ignite him from the inside, Loki whimpered slightly and turned around to drape his arms around Thor's neck, his drink now hanging loosely in his hand, "Alright, alright," he murmured lowly. "Can we be courteous and at least stay a little longer? I want to at least try to make it to the site before we absolutely can't handle it anymore - plus, that's the perfect excuse," he shrugged with a devilish grin, "we can't get there too late after all."

"Fine," Thor agreed reluctantly. "That is the perfect excuse. Ah, though, please don't kiss me right now." he tacked on, a teasing smirk on his face. "I assure you, I won't let you go if you do that." Slightly contrary to his words, he kissed Loki lightly on the forehead, needing to exert a good amount of control to pull away after that.

"You say and then immediately try to kill me in return," Loki said with a slightly miffed pout, reluctantly pulling away from Thor just in time to catch one of the guests congratulating him. He offered a flashing smile and a sincere thank you although it faded quickly once they turned away, and he downed the rest of his drink, trying to convince himself he could make it.

Àsleikr was very happy for his parents but that moment he was doing his best to avoid looking at them. He currently was staring across the room at the wall, pretending to find it extremely interesting.

Sif, having been talking to the warriors for a few minutes, spotted Àsleikr in a sort of daze, clearly intent on the wall and she'd seen Thor and Loki's behavior long enough to know why. She came up behind him and rested her hands on his shoulders, leaning up to somewhat subtly nip his earlobe, "Found you," she purred before settling her chin on his shoulder. She debated being nice for a mere moment, but chancing a glance at Thor and Loki's fidgety attempts to not touch one another was just too good of an opportunity, and she murmured, "So, I guess that whole holding out thing is really getting to Thor and Loki, huh?"

Taking in a sharp breath at Sif's teasing actions, anything nice Àsleikr had to say immediately left his mind with his girlfriend's question to him. He frowned deeply at her. "You really have to remind me of that, don't you?"

Letting out a hot breath against Àsleikr's neck, knowing she was terribly mean by being appealing with her actions and horrifying with her words all at once, Sif murmured lowly, "You can't tell me it doesn't turn you on a little bit," clearly trying to keep the laughter out of her voice at the absurdity of her words. She was contradicting the emotions and senses of her poor boy, thankfully she knew he'd put up with her anyway. Plus, she'd make it up to him later.

Àsleikr shuddered for multiple reasons at once; it was a very strange feeling. "Sif, stop it, that's seriously creepy." Pausing, he looked thoughtful. "I mean the talking about my parents like that thing. The other thing is not creepy."

Letting out an evil giggle as she bit the tip of her tongue, Sif finally moved from behind Àsleikr to stand in front of him. She patted his cheek and smiled evilly, "Oh, it isn't? I couldn't tell. On the other subject, you know I just like seeing you squirm."

"I noticed." Àsleikr replied, dryly, but leaned in to kiss Sif anyway.

Sif smiled against Àsleikr's lips as he kissed her, letting her hands rest gently on his arms when they pulled away. "In all seriousness, even though I know no one else will do this, I want to congratulate you as well...as a part of their family," she murmured with a slight smile. "I know how much it means to you that they've finally made this commitment."

"Thank you," Àsleikr smiled back at her, his voice soft as well. "It means alot to me to hear you say that."

"Of course, love," Sif said gingerly, leaning in to give Àsleikr a gentle kiss on the cheek, squeezing his arms slightly as she did so.

Àsleikr was about to say something else to Sif but became distracted by everyone seemingly looking over to where his parents were standing.

"Sorry to interrupt you all; we wanted to thank you for coming but unfortunately, Loki and I have to leave now so we're not late." Thor was telling everyone, his arm just barely around his brother's shoulder.

"We are so very grateful to you all for your support," Loki conceded as an add-on to agreeing with Thor, trying not to shiver at the bare touch because now even close proximity was absolutely killing him. "I would say be certain to finish the food, but I'm positive Volstagg will eat it all anyway." He gave everyone a wave, hoping he and his brother were sounding even remotely legitimate right now.

Putting his other hand on Loki's other shoulder, Thor pushed him lightly in the direction of the door. "We'll let you get back to your dinner now. Farewell." The blonde attempted to leave the room with his brother as fast as propriety would allow, but he still wondered how obvious it was.

"That was so ungraceful," Loki said in a laughter when they were finally alone in the hallway, "I'm certain everyone knows and is just trying not to laugh at us now." He lightly touched his brother's chest but otherwise refrained from contact - it would be ridiculous if they cracked now that they were so close to their destination. "Let's make this trip fast," he breathed.

"Very fast." Thor agreed, taking Loki's hand and entwining their fingers. "And as for everyone else, they can think what they want." He gave his brother a small smile, only just refraining from kissing him before leading him down the hall.


Not even waiting to get the door open, Thor had Loki pressed against it, kissing him hard. He'd had to wait far too long to touch his brother again and he was half-crazy from the want of it. He hadn't bothered much to pay attention to where they were at, though it was beautiful and the temperature was very warm. Currently he only could think of his husband. Somehow he managed to reach the door handle and twist it open without breaking the kiss, practically pushing Loki into the room.

Moaning deeply as those lips met his, Loki pulled Thor into the room with him, fumbling to kick the door closed behind them without breaking the desperate kiss. His entire system was on fire for this man, and they were going to make the most of this night because it had been far too long. He was absolutely ready to throw care to the wind.

Thor's hands already moved to undo his brother's top, rushing to pull it off of him so he could press his hands to Loki's skin again. Connecting their lips again, he moved the younger man back towards the bed, not even quite sure himself if they'd make it that far. He made a contented noise as his fingers ran over his brother's chest.

"Oh, oh..." Loki moaned and rolled into Thor's hands, undoing his husband's top as well before sliding his hands up the muscles of that chest and pulling the ribbon out of the blonde hair, letting it fall as he threaded his fingers through it desperately, surprised that they'd managed to make it to the bed.

Pushing his brother down on the bed, Thor tried not to shiver already at the sounds he made. He kissed down Loki's chest, his lips and fingers quickly making their way down to the younger man's pants. He hastily undid them and pulled them off before removing his own. Climbing on the bed as well, he straddled Loki and kissed him, moaning against his husband's mouth at the feeling of their skin finally touching.

Loki felt his entire frame shake as he finally felt Thor's skin on his again and he arched his hips into the ones straddling his own, shuddering hands dancing gingerly at the jawline on either side of his husband's face, gasping desperately into the kiss when it resumed.

Thor pressed back down against his brother, again unable to keep from moaning. He broke the kiss, forcing himself to pull away. His patience was already short as it was. Sliding down Loki's body, he quickly made his fingers slick, moving to push one inside the younger man. He couldn't hide the short moan he made at finding out how much his husband's body was resisting him.

Inhaling sharply through his teeth, feeling the resistance really put in perspective how much time had lapsed, although Loki couldn't help but shudder at the way it made Thor give a short moan. The younger man took a few deep breaths, bending his knees slightly more and relaxing his muscles to allow his brother to prepare him.

Despite his intense impatience, Thor didn't want to hurt Loki, so he carefully slid in the next finger. He let out a shaky breath when he pressed in the third finger, pushing them all in deeper. Gently removing them when he felt his brother was ready, he shifted to press inside his husband. He took in a breath as he did so, his need to be slow not matching up well with the urge running through him to go faster.

As he felt Thor enter him, Loki arched his back and didn't even hold back the intense moan that easily slid off of his lips - the tension was still prevalent but the older man was being careful and he had so missed the feeling of having Thor inside of him that it didn't even matter. His breath hitched and became quick, shifting the position of his hips slightly to take his husband in further and easier, his hands clenching the bedsheets beneath them.

Literally shuddering as he felt Loki take him in deeper, Thor pressed completely into his brother. He connected their lips again in rough kisses, his moans somewhat lost against the younger man's mouth. He tried to wait a moment so his husband could adjust, but Loki was so hot inside, so tight, that he found himself hardly pausing before repeating the motion.

Loki's frame visibly shook at the repeated motion, another dark moan eliciting in-between their desperately rough kisses. He scratched eagerly up Thor's chest before wrapping his arms around his neck, pulling him ever closer, wanting to truly move with him, feel the way their bodies melded together.

"A-ah .." Thor gasped out, partially at the scratches on his skin. He could feel his brother's body finally start to adjust to him, his pace smooth and still not very fast yet. His lips drifted down the younger man's neck, nipping at the skin on the curve of it.

"Oh, yes," Loki breathed, letting his head drop back further against the bed and expose more skin of his neck for his brother, slowly rocking his hips as he tried to match Thor's smooth rhythm, each rotation inside of him coaxing out a gasp or a small moan, any discomfort already fading.

Still leaving small bites along his brother's neck, Thor felt Loki move with him and he began to pick up the pace as well. The feeling was so intense because they hadn't been together in so long. "I've missed this," he groaned out against the younger man's skin.

Nodding and further clenching his fingers in Thor's hair, knowing they'd both be a complete mess by the time this was over, Loki let out a heavy moan and barely managed to shakily breathe a response as the pace inside him heightened, "Y-yes, me too - ahh, Thor..."

The way Loki said his name only made Thor press into his brother faster. He knew they weren't going to last too much longer at this rate but he didn't much care. They had the rest of their stay to take their time. Right now, he just wanted to keep pushing hard into the younger man, to keep hearing Loki's voice moan in his ear.

Arching his frame into Thor and latching his legs around his husband's waist, Loki let out more desperate moans, a few of them with discernible words like "there" and "yes," just taking in the pleasure of the pace inside of him and at the way they slid against one another. He knew they were both pushing their limits just by lasting this long even though it hadn't been at all, and the thought of how needy they'd been for each other only served to turn him on further.

"L-Loki," Thor gasped out, making his motions shorter and faster still. He rocked hard into his brother repeatedly, unable to stop although he knew there was no way he could hold on for even a moment longer. "Ahn, Loki .. I-" Shaking, he pressed into the younger man a few more times before shifting to hold Loki's hips tightly against his own as he came, another shuddering moan escaping his lips.

Feeling Thor come into him certainly broke whatever resolve Loki had, although he was certain there hadn't been much resolve left in the first place, and he came soon afterwards with a jagged moan of his own, his hands shaking against his brother's arms, head swimming with the intensity of the aftermath as he tried to catch his breath.

Still trembling, Thor managed to pull away from Loki and lie next to him instead. He put his arm around his husband as he shut his eyes, trying to stop feeling light-headed. That had been far more intense than anything he remembered for a long time. Eventually he managed to place a kiss against his brother's shoulder, holding him a bit closer.

Shaking and trying to wipe some of the sweat off of his brow, Loki let out a laugh through his still heavy breathing, smiling at the kiss to his shoulder. He shifted to his side eventually and pressed a soft kiss to Thor's lips, really reveling in the moment. When he finally found his voice again, he breathed somewhat devilishly, "Completely worth it, so far..."

Thor let out a quiet laugh, his breathing still uneven. "You just like being right." he murmured back, pressing his lips lightly to Loki's. He brushed some of the other man's dark hair out of his face and tucked it behind his ear.

"While this is true," Loki began with an exhausted laugh, faintly leaning into the fingers tucking hair behind his ear, and leaning in close again so his lips were just a mere breath away from Thor's, he continued, "But you can't tell me it wasn't fantastic."

"Mm, that was more than fantastic," Thor admitted, kissing Loki again. He entwined their fingers, resting his forehead against his brother's when he pulled away.

Loki squeezed the fingers entwined with his own and slowly tangled their legs, murmuring, "Good," as he pressed close to Thor, keeping their foreheads resting comfortably together. He was quiet for a long moment, taking in the comfortable silence, before saying in a voice almost too soft to be heard, "I love you."

Thor's chest tightened in the pleasurable way that only Loki could evoke in him and he squeezed the younger man's hand tightly. "I love you, too." he replied, smiling gratefully at his husband for saying it to him. Knowing Loki was his husband now still sent a little thrill through him, that he was lucky enough to literally have his brother be his for always. He sighed contently, kissing Loki again.


Having eventually settled under the covers with Thor, which were incredibly soft but also felt like they were filled with air, Loki shifted to rest his arm on Thor's chest, his hand stroking the opposite side of his face as he moved to nip gingerly at his betrothed's neck and earlobe.

Curling his arm around Loki, Thor let out a soft murmur at the attention but kept his eyes closed. He wasn't exactly tired but he was comfortable.

"I'm sorry, I can't translate murmur," Loki said somewhat evilly, wiggling into Thor's embrace with a chuckle, fingers dancing down his brother's jaw as he kissed just behind the older man's ear.

"It translates to how are you not tired?" Thor teased in return, opening his eyes. "Are you not going to let me sleep at all? Because, actually, I might not mind that so much." He shifted to his side to kiss his brother softly.

Humming low laughter into the kiss, Loki pressed even closer to Thor now that the other man was on his side, and when he pulled away it was only enough to speak, still feeling those lips just barely against his own. "Of course I'm not letting you sleep - it isn't a matter of being tired, it's a matter of making up for lost time..."

Thor smiled against his brother's lips, kissing him again before holding him even closer. "We have alot of time to make up, don't we?"

Loki let his hands rest in the slight space between them as he was pulled closer, using them to push Thor onto his back and shifting under the covers to straddle his husband, letting his lithe body lie across the blonde's. "Indeed we do," he practically purred, licking at Thor's lower lip.

"You're a tease," Thor almost growled, closing the distance to kiss Loki. He ran his hands down his husband's chest, lingering on the more sensitive places. He bit the younger man's lip lightly before resuming his rough kisses.

"Mmmn," Loki purred, shifting slightly in encouragement at the touches to his chest, accepting the kiss gratefully as he purposefully pressed his hips harder against Thor's, feeling he might as well truly live up to his brother's accusations of him being a tease. Especially if it got the older man going.

Moaning against Loki's lips, Thor pressed himself against his brother in response. He broke the kiss, his breath already uneven, and trailed kisses down the younger man's neck. He pressed their hips together again before Loki could, biting down into the curve of his husband's neck. "You want more than this though, don't you?" he said thickly.

Letting out a soft but needy moan, Loki stretched his neck to expose more skin, his hands gripping Thor's shoulders as their naked hips teased one another. "Don't pretend like you don't," he murmured in return, his voice just as lusty.

Running a finger along his brother's bottom lip, Thor didn't stop leaving bruises along Loki's neck and shoulder. "Mm, of course I want you," he murmured in reply, his fingers now running over the small mark he'd left when he bit his husband's lip.

His entire frame shook at the tone in Thor's voice and the strange erotic sensations of the finger running along his lower lip, and it only served to further turn Loki on when he realized that his husband felt every single movement of the shudder. "Good," he breathed.

Thor could literally feel Loki tremble against him and he let out his own shaky breath, shifting to kiss his brother again. "Are you ready now," he asked, their lips still almost touching. "Or do you need my fingers first?"

Smiling slightly at the sentiment but also shivering again at the tone in which the words were spoken, Loki wiggled his hips slightly and breathed heatedly against Thor's lips, still not quite kissing him, "I'm ready now."

Pressing his lips to Loki's again, Thor moaned into the kiss. "You like being a tease," he accused his brother as he shifted them both up a little more. The sheets pooled around their legs and the younger man's waist. Sliding his hands down Loki's body again, the blonde held his husband's hips. Slowly, he began to move his brother down over him, pressing in only a little despite what Loki had told him.

A quick moan forced its way past Loki's lips, his hands curling into fists on Thor's stomach. He tried to push himself down further but the hands holding his hips wouldn't let him be reckless, knowing it was partially to gauge his readiness but he was certain there was at least a little bit of devilishness in his brother as well.

Still carefully, Thor slid his brother down a little more. Even though they had just been together, Loki was still tighter than usual. He refused to let the younger man take the pace, knowing he was too impatient. And he was a little amused by the frustrated noises Loki made. When he was finally completely inside his husband, he let out a shuddering breath and shook his hair out of his face, looking up at the other man.

Loki lowered his gaze to Thor's, his fingers gingerly kneading at the muscles of his husband's stomach, frame shaking ever-so-slightly at the position of being completely lowered over the older man but not moving yet due to the strong hands holding his hips in place. "Come on, Thor..." he breathed huskily, hoping to persuade him.

Loosening his grip on his brother, Thor looked up at him in an almost challenging way, his breathing still harsh. "Move then, Loki."

With his hips released slightly, Loki gave an experimental circular motion, letting out a small moan at the shift he felt inside of him. He carefully repeated the motion, his sounds encouraging his brother to move with him, his hands moving from Thor's stomach to thread through his own hair, almost as if teasingly displaying himself for the blonde as they fell into a pace.

Thor could only stand to let Loki move alone a few times before he shifted up a little more again and grasped his brother's hips. He pressed the younger man down against him hard, holding him there a moment to kiss his chest lightly before repeating the motion. Pleased moans escaped his lips in the short pauses where he let his tongue run over his husband's skin.

Allowing himself genuine pleasure sounds, especially with the combination of moving with Thor and the skilled tongue along his skin that he'd so missed, Loki's hands dropped to his husband's hair, tangling in it and keeping him there as they continued moving together, his breath quickening substantially.

Gasping against the younger man's skin as they continued the movements, Thor still teased Loki with small bites and kisses to his chest. He loved the way his brother's fingers were pulling slightly at his hair as the pace increased, both of them not holding back any of the sounds they made.

"Ahhn," Loki moaned lowly, continuing the motions of his hips with Thor's own movements, already reveling in the unique sensations this position allowed, although the moment they both guided themselves to the younger brother's pleasure center, he felt his frame shake and let out a jagged moan, encouraging a repeat performance.

Leaning back just a little, Thor held his husband's hips even tighter. He moved Loki against him harder and faster, knowing he'd be able to hit that spot inside his brother more. The way the younger man was wrapped around his body, the way he trembled now, the way he couldn't hold back his voice even if he wanted to - the blonde shuddered himself, unsure how he hadn't fallen apart yet.

Hearing Thor's moans, not held back, only further increased the sensations coursing through Loki. He scratched down his husband's neck with shuddering fingers as their motions were becoming deliberate now. "I - oh, so close - "

The burning feeling of his brother's nails against his skin only made Thor continue the speed of the motions, although he was trembling himself. He had to be leaving bruises on his husband's perfect skin by this point. "Ahn," his voice shook as he forced out words. "You first, Loki." Even though he had to stop the motions, he moved a hand off the younger man's hip, taking his brother's length in his hand and brushing just the tip with his thumb, hoping it would push him over the edge.

If Thor's words hadn't done it, just that brief touch was enough to throw Loki over the edge and he came with a heavy, shaking groan, his hands gripping his brother's shoulders in his aftermath until his knuckles were white, his frame shuddering with the intensity of the breaths his had to take to calm his body down.

Thor kept Loki's hips against his and the way his brother shook against him was just enough to make him come finally as well. He was left gasping, moaning his husband's name softly with his head against the younger man's chest. The blonde held Loki close, not moving while he caught his own breath.

As Loki caught his breath, he dropped his head to rest against the blonde locks of his new spouse, both of them clinging to each other and just breathing together as they came down from the high - and yet somehow he knew that part of him was still craving for Thor despite how exhausted they'd already made each other.

Eventually, Thor pulled back a little so he could kiss his husband softly. "I'm supposing .. you're tired now, brother?" he said, an amused smile on his face.

Laughing slightly into the kiss, Loki let his lips rest almost teasingly against his husband's in order to keep the kiss soft. "Oh, I concede you do exhaust me...but you of all people know I won't give up for long," he said with a devilish lilt to his tone.

"You missed being with me that much then?" Thor replied, his voice low, his lips still almost touching Loki's. He slid a finger teasingly down his brother's spine.

Shifting slightly at the teasing touch, Loki breathed purposefully, a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips, "Don't even pull that with me, pretending you didn't know I missed it."

Thor laughed lightly. "After all that, believe me, I know." He kissed his brother again and his fingers rubbed comforting circles in the small of the younger man's back.

Loki hummed into Thor's lips, especially at the touches to his back, sliding his hands up to rest gingerly on either side of his husband's jaw, the pads of his fingers dancing against the blonde's cheeks. "I don't want to move," he murmured quietly against the kiss.

"I don't want you to move," Thor answered in the same tone, pressing more kisses to the younger man's lips. His fingers continued running over Loki's back. "I like having you this close."

Letting out a heavy sigh, Loki smirked through the kisses, leaning his back slightly into the fingers. "It is incredibly close," he said in a hazy tone as he ran his fingers down Thor's neck and over his collarbone before adding, "we're so bad..."

"You mean like how we haven't even paid any remote attention to where we're at because we've been too busy with each other?" Thor laughed softly.

"Exactly what I mean, actually," Loki said, his smirk growing even wider. "And to be honest, I can't entirely say I feel anything close to regret for how we've spent our time thus far," he continued, trailing his hands down his husband's chest before abruptly removing them from Thor's skin to drape his arms lazily around the older man's neck. He leaned in for another kiss.


Thor approached the window of the room, opening it easily to look out. The air was warm and smelled salty, but the breeze coming off the sea was nice. He leaned against the frame, finally taking in their surroundings. It was a rather nice place, even if himself and Loki had not really been paying any attention to it at all since they arrived. There was literally no one around. They were pretty much alone, which is exactly what they wanted. His eyes glanced over the landscape, taking in the long blades of grass and short expanse of sand that led to the sea. Although he probably could have gone almost anywhere with his brother and been happy really, he was still glad they were there.

Loki was loosely pulling on a robe, keeping it pulled around him with very little care and running his fingers through his hair which he knew was still a mess despite Thor's previous protests that it was nothing of the sort. He knew the blonde just liked to see him not look perfect. The younger brother carefully padded his way to the frame behind Thor and let his chin rest on his new husband's shoulder. "It's quiet," he mused in a voice that was clearly more soothed than he'd been in awhile. "I like it."

Laughing a little, Thor turned his head and kissed his brother on the cheek before returning his eyes to the window. "You were definitely always someone who liked quiet." He leaned his head against Loki's and remained silent for a moment, honestly letting the fact sink in that he was here with his husband, something that he would have considered completely impossible not that long ago. He pulled the younger man into his arms, Loki's back against his chest. "I love you." he murmured.

Easily relaxing back into the embrace, Loki interlocked his fingers with the hands around him, nestling his head against Thor's jawline. He remained quiet for awhile, really taking in the serenity of the moment, clarity rising and helping him realize that he truly was ready to put aside the pride that had kept him from completely letting the other man in - there really was nothing barring them now and he certainly wasn't about to let himself stay a barrier. Along with the sound of a swelling wave, Loki said quietly in return, "I love you, too."

Holding his brother tightly against him for a moment, Thor honestly couldn't reply. Loki used the word 'love' so rarely that he was very grateful every time he was permitted to hear it. It meant even more to him to hear it in that moment. Spoken softly yes, but he felt the sincerity of it so much more strongly. He squeezed his husband's hands in return.

Smiling slightly at the volumes spoken by Thor's silence in just squeezing his hands, Loki craned his neck to be able to kiss the blonde on the cheek. "Hm, I rendered you speechless," he began, trying to resist the impulse to say something devious but finding he failed at doing so in the end before adding with a slight chuckle, "it's relatively rare for me to do that with clothes on."

Letting out a genuine laugh at Loki's comment, Thor remained holding his brother so the lines of their bodies fit together perfectly, as they usually did. "When you say things like that to me, I start to wonder if you ever get tired." He kissed his brother shortly, affectionately, but didn't continue it, pulling away with an amused smile and drawing his eyes back out over the sand.

Letting out a small laugh at the short kiss, Loki swayed slightly in Thor's arms. "Of course I get tired," he stated, his voice still soft despite the subject matter, "you exhaust me quite often, actually. It doesn't change the truth of my statement."

"Mm, that's nice to know." Thor said, acknowledging the first statement. "And how can I help being speechless when your clothes are off? It's not a fair comparison really." His tone was light, still simply teasing his husband.

"Ooh, you flatter me. See why I'm so committed to this marriage?" Loki joked, turning in Thor's arms to gingerly run the backs of his fingers along his husband's cheek. He searched the familiar gaze, seeming particularly alive as they reflected the waves, before sneaking a quick kiss.

"Oh, yes, I know how much you crave compliments," Thor replied, returning the quick kiss with one of his own. Rubbing his hand along Loki's back comfortingly, he stared out the window again. "It might be nice if we do try to get outside sometime while we're here though."

"Obviously, what's the point in going to a quiet place by the ocean if we take in neither of those things?" There was a lilt in his voice as Loki said this, stealing another kiss, but slower this time, before pulling gently away from the embrace, catching Thor's hands in his own.

"So says my very distracting husband." Thor rested his forehead against Loki's, for once just enjoying the peace he could attain by being with his brother. He closed his eyes momentarily, reflecting that they didn't actually do this often because they both always seemed to be busy with something at home. When he opened his eyes again, he pressed a soft kiss to the younger man's lips.

Loki tilted his head as he watched Thor, making a slightly surprised sound as those lips found his again although he didn't protest in the slightest. He found himself once again leaning into his husband, responding to the kiss but not forcing it to be anything other than what it was, keeping it soft.

Thor reached up this time to cradle his husband's face in his hands gently, his thumb tracing along Loki's cheek. He let out a content sigh before dropping his hands to his brother's shoulders. "Maybe if you put a bit more on, we could go out." he teased with a small smile.

Rolling his eyes and letting out an overdramatic sigh, Loki conceded with a breathy, "Fine," letting his robe loosen slightly as he stepped away from his husband. "Force me into something less comfortable, I see what you're doing." Regardless of his performance he treaded over to the other side of the bed to look through the clothes he did bring, trying to find something decent enough.

Walking over to the bed, Thor laid back on it and stretched out to wait. "I just didn't think you were the type to wear revealing things in public." he laughed to himself.

"Thor," Loki began in a clear 'I'm about to correct you on your blatant disregard for your own personal history' tone, still sifting through his clothing, "I've had sex with you in public."

"That doesn't count." Thor insisted. "And the one time you still had most of your clothes on." He rolled over on his stomach to watch his brother look for something to wear.

"We're mostly alone out here anyway," the younger brother managed in a huskier voice than intended, realizing that Thor's face was right at his level when he was on his stomach on the bed. Loki playfully slapped his husband's cheek, "Now stop being attractive so we can actually do something productive and not tempt me," he said as he pulled on a snug pair of trousers, dropping his robe and grabbing a loose-fitting tunic. He carefully folded the robe and set it with the rest of his clothing.

"Mostly alone." Thor echoed in reply, sliding off the bed. "And if the mostly becomes a not, I'd rather have you dressed." As for himself though, he didn't bother with any clothing other than what he was already wearing, which was simply a pair of pants.

"Looks like someone has their double standards," Loki quipped as he smoothed out the wrinkles in his tunic once it was on.

"I doubt you'll object too much." Thor grinned back, crossing his arms.

"Until someone looks at you the wrong way," the younger newlywed purred, approaching Thor and trailing his fingers along the muscles of the stomach beneath those crossed arms. "Then they will learn the dangers of being on Loki's bad side."

As much as Thor liked the feeling of his brother's fingers against his skin, he caught up Loki's hand with his own. "I can put something on if you really want, but your jealousy is kind of cute."

"You're horrible," Loki said and interlocked their fingers, but didn't say anything more on the subject as if wordlessly giving his permission for Thor to remain the way he was. "Shall we head out, then?"

"Only a little," Thor murmured in reply, squeezing his husband's hand. "Before either of us changes our mind, yes, let's leave." He laughed again, leading Loki towards the door.


The days had flown by so fast. Loki couldn't quite believe their stay was almost over, although he had indeed reveled in so many individual moments with Thor that had seemed like they lasted longer than a mere few days. He smiled as he pulled his husband into their room again, pushing Thor back against the door to close it, resting his hands on the blond's chest and murmuring in a serene tone, "Quite an interesting trip we've had..."

Wrapping his arms around Loki's back, Thor leaned down to kiss his brother's forehead. "Very interesting," the blonde agreed, kissing the younger man's lips this time. "I'm going to miss being here."

"Mmm, me too," Loki hummed into the kiss, tracing his thumbs in circles and moving his hands up to rest on either side of Thor's neck. "Although I do think our son has been without supervision long enough," he joked as they pulled away.

Thor laughed lightly. "Yes, who knows what he might be getting up to?" His tone was teasing, not wanting the conversation to get too serious. "We do, however, have a little bit of time left before we have to leave."

"And let's not waste such time, shall we?" The younger brother purred, running his thumbs along Thor's jawline. "It's so quiet here. And as relaxing as that is...I love ransacking the silence," Loki continued with a wink.

"I rather like that as well," Thor replied with a smirk, pressing his lips to Loki's again. His fingers slipped under his husband's top, tracing along his back. His lips moved to kiss along the younger man's neck. "Maybe we should see just how much we can ruin it."

Letting his head drop back with a soft moan to expose more skin for those lips, Loki arched attractively as guided by the hands trailing along his back. "I certainly will not argue with that plan," he managed in a dark, already lusty tone.

Without much warning, Thor easily picked his brother up, locking Loki's legs around his waist. He set his husband down on the smooth top of the dresser that was nearby, resuming his kisses along the younger man's neck. "Thought you might like this," the blonde murmured, sinking his teeth lightly into Loki's skin.

Loki gasped shakily at the chosen location, tugging eagerly at Thor's tunic and tightening his legs around his husband's waist, just to torture him back as much as those teeth and lips on his skin were torturing him. "Proving once again, you know me so well..." he breathily murmured.

Twisting his fingers into Loki's clothes, Thor kissed his brother again. "I do try." he said softly against the younger man's lips. He pulled back to slip off his husband's top, then removed his own tunic as well. His hands slid down Loki's chest.

Thankful to begin being free of his clothing, Loki shifted attractively underneath Thor, rolling into the hands against his bare skin, his own gripping and dancing down his husband's biceps. He let out a small, purposeful moan to both encourage the older man and hopefully turn him on further.

Thor's hands moved to begin to undo and pull off his brother's pants. He felt so much more impatient when he heard Loki's voice. He pressed a finger to the younger man's lips. "A little help?"

Rolling his eyes in mock annoyance, Loki gingerly slid his hand down Thor's arms to grip his wrist, sliding the first finger into his mouth with a well-placed hum, letting his eyes close as he continued and lathered all three of his husband's fingers to his liking.

Waiting a moment for Loki to move his legs up into the right position, Thor carefully slid a finger inside his brother. The younger man's body easily accepted it in this time and he didn't have to wait too long to press in another. After he pushed the third one in, he slid them all in deeper, watching Loki's face.

Easily accepting the preparatory fingers, enough to take pleasure out of it, Loki wondered for a moment if he should be more surprised by his lack of resistance - a thought that was quickly dashed by the intensely erotic memories of how they'd mostly been spending their time here, which only served to help the situation further. His mouth opened in a silent moan, a few puffs of husky exhale falling past his lips, ready as ever to feel the blonde inside of him.

Trying not to visibly shudder at his brother's reactions, Thor gently pulled his fingers out and removed the rest of his own clothes. He moved to press inside of his husband slowly, letting Loki's legs wrap around him again.

A dark moan easily slid its way out of Loki the more Thor pushed in, squeezing his legs as they wrapped around his husband's waist, hands shakily moving to cling to the blonde's arms. "Mmngh - "

Once he was completely inside Loki, Thor kissed his brother a little roughly, his breathing already uneven. He repeated the motion again, moaning at the way the younger man's body took him in. He braced his hands on the sides of the dresser, picking up the pace more.

Loki let out a low moan as he felt the repeated motion inside of him, which shook in time with his frame, easily taking in the other man. His hands slid up to grip Thor's face and bring him in for another kiss, especially to have his husband not only hear but feel the sounds that were coming from him.

The rough kisses they shared were unable to completely muffle both of their voices as they moved together. Loki's back eventually hit the mirror behind him as their motions grew a bit faster; Thor dug his nails into the wood on the sides of the dresser.

"Ah-aahh -" Loki moaned deeply, the cool surface of the mirror on his back combined with a pick up in pace intensified every sensation. He quickly found a counter-rhythm to Thor's movements, letting out a short and hard exhale as he did so at the further heightened feelings.

Thor's lips drifted along his brother's jaw, kissing up it to nip at the younger man's ear. He kept himself braced on one side of the dresser but his other hand slid along Loki's leg, keeping it hitched up against his body. It was enough so the angle was just a little different as he moved inside his husband again.

The shift of the position and pace inside of him was enough to hit the familiar bundle of nerves dead on and Loki let out a loud and shuddering pleasure cry, his fingers scratching down Thor's chest desperately. "Y-Yes -"

"Ahn .. L-Loki .." Thor moaned into his brother's ear, his own nails scratching along the younger man's leg where he held it. He kept the pace steady, each one of his husband's replying moans making him tremble.

Every aspect of this felt so good Loki wasn't sure how they'd managed to hold on this long, shuddering once again at the sensations inside of him as well as the nails against his skin. He was desperate for the blond to push his boundaries and found his voice enough to moan, "Nngh, don't stop, Thor -"

Thor felt a shiver run through him at the plea. "Oh .. I won't," he managed to say back, his own voice shaking. His motions became shorter; he wanted to hear more of his brother's gasps and moans when he hit the right spot inside of him.

"Oh! Oh, yes -" Loki moaned deeply, shifting his own movements to meet with the short purposeful movements of his husband, each one pushing an eager 'ahn!' sound out of him, his nails now digging into Thor's shoulders.

Knowing how close both himself and Loki were, Thor made sure the pace remained the same. He nipped at his brother's ear again, his breath uneven; his moans matching the younger man's. He could feel his husband's legs trembling against him. "Hold on to me .. tighter, Loki .."

Not needing to be told twice, Loki tightened his grip, digging in further and arching more into Thor, a dark and desperate moan falling past his lips. Those lips on his ear did nothing to help the fact that he was already being driven wild, knowing he couldn't hold on for much longer and gasped attractively, "I can't - ahh - so close..."

Holding Loki as close as he possibly could as they moved together, their bodies sliding against each other, Thor groaned in an almost frustrated way. He gripped his brother's leg tightly, making sure he was still pressing into the younger man at just the right angle. "Come then," he urged Loki with a moan, extremely close to letting go himself.

Managing to take a few more thrusts, but just barely, Loki came with a vocal and shaking moan, his entire frame shuddering as the orgasm overtook him, tightening around Thor before practically collapsing against the dresser and mirror, unable to hold himself up afterwards.

With the way Loki wrapped around him and the way he sounded, Thor came almost directly after his brother, shuddering against him. Even though he was barely able to register anything except the fact he needed to slow his breathing down somehow, Thor wrapped his arms around Loki to support him, holding him close as they both felt their hearts still racing.

Loki let out a tired laugh through his heavy breathing in his aftermath, both of them still tangled together, perfectly comfortable with the feeling of them both so entwined. And even if he wasn't, there was absolutely no way he'd be able to stand up now.

Thor left a light kiss on his brother's neck, his chest still rising and falling a little quickly against Loki's as he caught his breath. "That was interesting after all," he managed to say after a bit, a tired smile on his face.

Once Loki found his voice again, he found himself genuinely laughing at Thor's statement before managing a tired, "Oh, indeed it was," in return. He pressed his cheek against his brother's, taking a moment for himself, before murmuring, clearly a little embarrassed, "I don't know if I can move...?"

Letting out a breathless laugh at his husband's confession, Thor pulled back enough to kiss him softly. "I'm sure I can help you." He paused for just another moment before rearranging their positions slightly so he could carefully take his brother in his arms. He easily shifted away from the dresser and took the few steps to the bed to gently set Loki down again. The blonde shifted to the other side of the bed and climbed in next to him, collapsing in a tired way. "Better?"

Tensing for a moment as he was picked up, but relaxed once he was settled into the bed, especially as he felt Thor climb in next to him, Loki said with a purposeful overly dramatic sigh as he pressed close to the blonde, "I suppose it will do."

Putting an arm around Loki, Thor shook his head. "Never satisfied, are you?" he murmured teasingly.

"On the contrary," Loki joked, resting his hands on the arm around him, a small smirk playing across his face and wondering if Thor would even pick up that he just complimented him.

Lifting his head up, Thor looked at Loki for a second before laughing again. "Nice to know." he got comfortable again, curling up against his husband.