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They continued their late night rendezvous for the next week, Thor always careful to sneak back to his own room before dawn. Though some nights he considered just staying. He suddenly felt so much lighter, like some great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He did his best to either avoid Loki during the day or at least act as though nothing was going on between them if they happened to both be up. Which was rare, Thor secretly thanked his day job for helping with that. But at night, it was all he could do to contain his new desires when he heard the familiar bike signaling Loki's arrival home. He daydreamed of once again touching that ivory skin and the taste of those hot moist lips. Then of course there was the other activities that he tried his best not to daydream about as they always led to an uncomfortable weight in his pants.
Everything was going so great that he was completely caught off guard when he left for work one morning to find the Ducati missing from the garage. It was even odder because he knew from the welts still fresh on his chest from Loki's eager teeth that he had in fact come home the night before. He stepped back inside to check his room and indeed found it empty. He must have been up before dawn to sneak out of here before anyone else was up. He tried not to think about it, but that night, couldn't avoid the narcistic train of thought as it grew later and it became obvious that Loki wasn't coming home.
This wasn't new behavior, Loki had always disappeared like this a few times over the months previous to now. But it was still a huge blow to Thor and it washed over him like cold water to sit in his stomach like a lead weight. It was the crushing proof that what they had wasn't a relationship, it wasn't really anything at all. They were apparently just roommates with benefits. And what did he expect? He couldn't even bare to tell their closest friend Steve what was going on. While Loki was open in his sexuality, Thor kept him tucked away like a dirty little secret.
Loki didn't return that night and Thor couldn't help but think back to the other man at the diner. Tony was his name. Tony leaning over the counter towards Loki with all the smugness and blatant desires of a hormonal schoolgirl. Was Loki with him now? Or was there someone else? Someone Thor had not met yet. Loki obviously wasn't new to all this, despite his ever patient demeaner with Thor in the sheets, he was well versed himself in the pleasures of the male flesh. Thor stared up at the dark ceiling, trying to will his thoughts to stop and sleep to find him. Trying to tell his heart not to get attached, it would only lead to pain and sorrow. Shame hearts don't listen as well as one would hope.
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When Thor got off work the next day, feeling as though a rain cloud had been poised over his head all day, he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer and headed straight for Aretha's. If Loki was back, he'd be at work by now. Sure enough, he spotted the familiar sable motorcycle parked outside. His heart leapt at the sight and he didn't even realize how much he had convinced himself it wouldn't be there until he saw it. Upon entering though, he saw only Jane and Darcy, no sign of the lean, snarky waiter anywhere. Jane however, spotted him immediately and seemed to be waiting far too eagerly for him to approach the counter.
"Hey Jane," He greeted, hoping he looked more collected than what he felt. "Is Loki here?"
"Oh yeah," She supplied, a bit putt off that he wasn't there to see her. "He's on his break, out back." She motioned towards a door to the back and Thor promptly thanked her and ducked out the door.
Thor took a breath and steeled himself, mentally preparing himself to appear nonchalant. To appear as though the last 24 hours hadn't riddled his mind with torture and made his gut wrench and turn. He couldn't risk chasing the leaner man off with his own neediness, he couldn't even begin to bear the thought of yet another night of feeling empty, staring at the shadows in his room. And he had an idea that Loki wouldn't stand for such sentiment.
There was Loki, standing with his back and one leg propped up against the building's aging brick wall, cell phone in hand as he thumbed through a text. He looked up briefly as Thor popped through the door, but his phone chimed, drawing his attention back to the screen.
"Oh, hey, Thor," He greeted nonchalantly "What's up?"
"I missed you last night," Thor began unable to stop the admission though he tried to make it sound as nonchalant as possible, despite being disheartened that he was suffering all these emotions and Loki acted as though nothing was amiss. Even now, he couldn't even be bothered to tear his eyes away from that damned text.
"Did you now?" Loki chuckled at the larger man's antics. "After one night? I am sure you are more than well equipped to handle any situations that arose on your own."
"Don't be like that," Thor scowled, closing the distance between them, he placed one hand on the wall beside Loki's head, finally drawing the other man's full attention.
Loki sighed and shoved his phone back into his pocket and met Thor's azure gaze cooley. "What do you want Thor?"
"What I want," Thor suddenly found it far more difficult to get his thoughts lined up into words now that he was so close to the one he desired so much. He had told himself he would just talk to Loki, that he would keep his hands to himself and make the other man make the first move. But Loki's satin skin called to him, he could already imagine the feel of his bare flesh beneath his hands and he licked his lips uncontrollably at the thought "I just want…I just.."
"I'm waiting," Loki snipped a bit impatiently.
Thor could hold back no longer and roughly grasped the leaner man by the back of his neck, pulling him forward to close the slight distance between them until their lips collided. Thor's kiss was greedy and ravenous as his teeth grazed Loki's lush lips and he thrust his tongue forcefully inside as they parted. His hand behind his neck holding him tight under Thor's voracious ministrations.
Loki met the attack eagerly, opening easily and allowing the larger man to dominate him. His hands running up to tangle in his hair, grazing his scalp with his nails and egging him on. Relishing how Thor's actions openly allowed his passion to surge out and take over with all the violence and electricity of an oncoming storm.
"HOLY SHIT! YOU'RE GAY!," Darcy's sudden exclamation caused them to immediately seperate and turn towards the door to be greeted by the shocked yet far too smug realization on the short woman's face.
Thor turned to in Loki wide eyed dismay, unsure how to proceed.
"Well don't look at me," Loki snorted at his lost expression. "She already knows I'm gay."
"Just wait until Jane hears about this," Darcy was exclaiming far too gleefully as she rushed back inside.
"Darcy,wait…" Thor growled in disgust as the woman disappeared through the door.
"Relax big guy," Loki soothed, patting him on the arm as he waltzed by. "I'll run damage control."
"Thanks," Thor said with a sigh as he headed to leave by way of the side of the building, suddenly pausing to turn back to catch the leaner man. "Hey…..will I see you tonight?"
"Goodbye Thor," Loki responded with a wave.
Thor took that as a yes and bounded towards his Charger, riding home in a much lighter mood than when he had arrived.
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