9.
"Did you hear them?" Loki asks again as they stumble through the door to the flat – "So many people cheering us, and those girls all wanting a piece of me! Can you believe it?!"
Thor smiles tolerantly. This theme is all he has heard all the way home;
"Yes Loki," he says for the millionth time – "Yes I can believe it. You were wonderful. They'd have to be mad not to want a piece of you – but Loki?"
"Hmmm?"
"They can't have you," Thor growls, taking hold of him by the waist and holding him firmly in one place for once – "You're mine." Loki sinks into the kiss like he is a drink to be consumed, slow luxury and fierce hunger all in one movement.
"Are you proud?" he whispers.
"Loki –" Thor groans, heart racing, cock aching – "So much, Loki, so much more than I can say –"
"Fuck –" Loki groans – "Thor – bedroom now – I want to do more than can be done right here on the floor. Plus it's not comfortable. Go!"
Thor does not need telling twice, though he is no sooner in the bedroom than Loki pounces like a wild cat, pushing him back onto the bed and straddling him, in a fluid, almost dance-like movement as though he is still on the stage. He leans back just to enjoy Thor gazing up with those wild, blown - out eyes. Thor cannot help but notice that Loki is undeniably posing, smug in the knowledge of how wanted he is.
"Loki you can stop that, you are not on the stage now."
"Aww don't say that, you'll spoil it."
"Do you want to be always on the stage?"
"Of course – and I always am – even if you are all my audience. You're my favourite –" Loki purrs lowly, pushing his palm, fingers splayed, up Thor's chest, wrapping those fingers lightly – to begin- with around his throat. He smiles to see Thor's eyes become just a little untrusting, as though he is not sure – and rightly so – that Loki will not just squeeze. Loki does squeeze, and the arousal pooling in Thor's belly feels like a sudden flood as his throat constricts and Loki, his fingers kneading with playful cruelty at his throat, leans in to kiss him at the same time. Thor arches into it, pitifully desperate for more than Loki will give him and is still leaning in when Loki pulls away, a faint whimper escaping the lips that so need to still be kissed. Loki grins and let's go of Thor's throat, watching him gasp, smirking as he feels Thor's hips jerk impulsively up to him, stroking his hardness through his clothes just to hear him whine.
"Loki –" Thor groans, close to begging already, but still not as close as Loki would like as he leans back, pulling his shirt off languorously, stretching the action out for as long as will last; his eyes drinking in the way Thor looks at him, basking in how beautiful it makes him feel. He graciously allows Thor to take his own shirt off, waiting until he has done so to start on his own trousers as slow as though it were a strip tease.
Thor looks up at Loki, rising naked above him as though he is something entirely out of this world. His heart and cock ache for him and he knows he has never known worship before now and knows too that this must indeed be it. He can barely control his breathing and reaches for that pale perfection as though his hands and then the rest of him will die if he cannot touch. Too late he sees that wicked flash in Loki's eye before his wrists are grasped and pushed back beside his head on the pillow. It still surprises him every time he realises that Loki really is this strong. Surprises and makes him feel as though his cock is going to explode. But Loki is not even ready to let him off yet –
"Tell me –" he hisses – "Tell me you want me." He rolls his head back, showing off that perfect pale throat that Thor would half like to wring by now. He transfers one of Thor's wrists to beneath one hand, again rubbing at Thor's cock until Thor wants to cry, Loki's name babbling from his tongue as Loki's nimble fingers wrench at his belt and free his cock, stroking its whole aching length to torture him –
"Tell me." Loki arches above him, reaching for the lube by the bed and trickling it over his fingers. He has no sooner curled those fingers around and into himself wantonly before Thor is crying out for need -
"I want you Loki –" he could curse himself for breaking so easy but really, what else could he do?
"I've wanted you all day. Please Loki –"
"Tell me you love me," Thor's eyes move half way to a frown – for all the imperious dominance in Loki's tone he can hear that burn in his heart, the terrible need for this and he would not deny him or let him doubt it for a second even in the face of this torture –
"I love you Loki, I love you –"
Loki frees his wrists with a smile that says this is enough and his hands slide, oily and sinuously up his chest as he leans up and slowly, far too slowly, sinks back down, impaling himself on Thor's cock. Thor feels as though all the breath in his body escapes him in one gasp. It takes all his control not to come instantly into that tight engulfing heat and Loki – his beautiful Loki, riding him torturously slowly with his eyes half closed in bliss and his fingers wrapped around his own cock. Even with all the willpower in the world, neither of them can draw it out for too long, when he feels himself close Loki cannot stay slow or controlled and he rides Thor furiously all the way through his orgasm, no longer able to control even his own noises and crying out the most beautiful series of moans as he spills his seed across Thor's chest and finally sinks down onto Thor's cock, shaking as Thor thrusts up into him and follows him in ecstasy, Loki shuddering in pleasure as Thor roars his heat and his lust into his body, his fingers digging into Loki's thighs enough to leave bruises.
Loki sinks bonelessly onto Thor's chest with his brother's cock still twitching gently inside him. Thor marvels at how small he suddenly seems, curled upon him like this, his head against his chest; and he wraps his arms around Loki to gather him to him and wonder at how his whole world can fit so easily into his arms. Loki, for his part, listens to Thor's heartbeat, smiling against that smooth chest to hear it pound so wildly within.
"Loki" Thor says, after it seems like Loki never plans to move again – "Loki are you going to –"
"Oh I'm sorry –" Loki sits up slowly, yawning, and that glint is back in his eye that tells Thor he is sorry for nothing including whatever he now intends to do – "Did you think I was finished with you? Dear brother, that was just the rehearsal -"
He swings a leg around to kneel beside Thor's slumped form, taking advantage of his prone and pliant state to manhandle him round onto his knees –
"This is the main performance".
_x_
"I'm sorry," Loki says, as they lie cooling off in the early light of morning – and this time he sounds as though he might half way mean it – "It didn't occur to me that that would be your first time. Did I hurt you?"
Thor waves it away with a sleepy hand –
"Loki stop it, this concern suits you ill – or not at all."
"Well I forgot what an innocent little thing you are."
"Oh yes," Thor rolls his eyes – "so innocent – brother."
"I think," Loki says slowly and only a little over half way sarcastically – "I might be honoured."
"You should be," Thor replies, lazily – "I do not do that for anyone else."
"I'm so special."
"Yes Loki," Thor looks at him, entirely serious now, his hand searching for Loki's in the bed and, finding it, squeezing it tightly – "You are."
Loki rolls over and curls himself into Thor's chest, Thor kissing him on the forehead in a gesture that is becoming a last thing at night tradition and something Loki is no longer sure he could get to sleep without.
That night, for the first time in weeks, he sleeps soundly and does not dream.
_x_
I sort of wish that was the end! It would be such a lovely ending. But it's not, sadly – there will be a happy ending just not until there's been a little more trouble for our heroes.
Sorry this was a short one. Sometimes I think about bulking out a chapter just to make it longer but I don't really want to ruin what feels right as it is! Also I know I could have written Loki fucking Thor but I don't like to do graphic descriptions of two rounds in succession in one chapter – I think it could get repetitive. This is totally something I will write at some point though. :-)
