Shapeshifting
Loki always knew when Thor was about to go out to try to bed some woman.
Since Jane had broken up with him, the Thunder God never had any affairs that would go further than one night, but those were frequent and, lately, had increased.
It did not take long before Loki realized that his brother was fucking around. It was not very difficult, since Thor was fascinatingly obvious, but Loki still found himself a bit surprised. He couldn't remember the last woman that Thor had before Jane, and, in fact, he did not see his brother as someone who would go around fucking woman at the first given opportunity.
In the last month, however, Thor had went as far as bringing his one-night stands into the Asgard Palace - something inconceivable. Loki was having fun watching his brother show so many facades he did not know about, but, at some point, he decided he was tired of being just a spectator.
It was not very difficult to take part in it. On days when Thor was about to leave to find his next comfort, he would always sneak at night. But since he was absolutely terrible at sneaking out, he would actually make more of a commotion than if he just left normally.
It was the same today. Loki was laying down on his bed, expecting the ruckus his brother would make - loud laughing in the corridors and stupid excuses - and, when it finally happened, a delighted smirk appeared on his face.
He already knew where Thor would go look for his one-night stands. Loki was one to be meticulous even when playing a prank, so he had even went as far as observing what kind of women Thor would choose every night.
A second later, after a green light ran through his entire body, Loki was laying down on his bed looking like a fair-skinned pale woman with long, brown hair. Thor tended to, subconsciously or not, go after women that looked like Jane. Something quite pathetic, in Loki's opinion.
Loki stood up graciously and, with a mere wave of hand, teleported himself to a Mead hall in the outskirts of Asgard. He was not very fond of those kinds of places, but he soon had a mug filled with mead in his hand, and simply waited for Thor to show up.
A few sex-deprived - so it seemed, by their behavior - Asgardians approached him to flirt and what-else, but Loki denied their advances and suppressed his desire to stab them until Thor finally showed up, about twenty minutes later.
Although the Mead-hall was packed with people, it was not hard to see him entering the place: As soon as he did, heads turned. Thor was not just of the tallest there, but also royalty and considerably handsome. He hadn't even taken his seat before a flock of women approached him.
Loki knew from the very beginning that would be difficult to make Thor choose him out of all the women lurking around, but he had an advantage: He knew exactly what Thor was looking for.
Loki stared at Thor's direction for a while, only enough so that the other would realize. When their eyes met, however, Loki quickly looked the other way, avoiding the contact and pretending to be embarrassed by it.
Thor did like the chase, after all.
With the corner of his eye, Loki observed as his adopted brother took notice of his presence and, after getting two mugs of mead, began to approach him.
Loki almost laughed at how easy it was. Thor was really a big, brainless idiot, after all. A small analysis of behavior was all it took for Loki to be able to get him right where he wanted.
"Hi," Thor was standing right in front of Loki now, a large smile on his face, "I do not think I have seen you around here before."
Loki slowly looked at him, pretending to be shocked for a second. Faking innocence was easy.
"Oh, I am not really a party-girl. Just felt like drinking some mead today," Loki said, indicating the mug. Since his shapeshifting was flawless, his voice sounded perfectly feminine.
"I guess there really is not one person who dislikes mead. I brought you some more," Thor put both mugs in the counter, then sat beside Loki, "What is your name?"
"Thank you. I'm Kila," Loki had thought about the name beforehand, of course. "What about you- Oh, I'm sorry, how silly of me. You're Thor, obviously."
Pretending to flirt with Thor was boring, mostly when he had to keep up the facade of being a timid figure. Loki wished that Thor would take him home faster, so that he could humiliate and stab him - for the old times - as he had planned.
"So, you know about me."
"I believe all Asgardians know" Loki's tone was more ironic than he had intended, and he mentally cursed at himself.
"Not fond of the royal family?" Thor, for Loki's relief, had a playful tone.
"Ah, you know… That… Loki…-" Loki tried to make a random excuse on the spot, but, as soon as he said his own name, Thor's eyes darkened.
"What about Loki?"
Ugh. Thor was still overprotective about him even after everything he had done, of course; he was stupid like that. Loki never thought Thor would get mad at some random girl from saying "You know, Loki is scary since he killed a bunch of people" (which was true), but there he was, surprising Loki once again with the extent of his foolishness.
"Nothing, I am sorry. I know he is changed now, but I think I am still a bit scared of him, after all." Loki mentally sighed, hoping this would be enough to make Thor relax.
"No need. My brother made many mistakes, but those are all in the past."
Loki nodded. Quite the conversation to have with the girl you are trying to bed.
When the Loki topic was left behind, Thor was finally able to relax. He talked about silly things and asked Loki - or rather, Kila - a few questions about her life and other unimportant stuff. It did not take long for Loki to get bored and put an end to the pointless conversation.
"I'm a bit tired…" Loki said. Thor would not go after some other woman after spending so much time getting to know Kila, so he was sure that if he said that…
"Would you like to rest at my place?"
Thor would take the bait.
. . .
A few minutes later they were already back to the Asgard Palace. Loki pretended to be surprised with the architecture as Thor did his best to quietly take the both of them to his room.
Loki had planned everything to happen after entering Thor's room. First and foremost, would come the stab. Then a "Surprise!" with him turning back to his usual appearance and a "I cannot believe you were not able to realize you were flirting with me."
This would definitely be enough for Thor to hesitate bringing women home, and maybe even stop him from going outside chasing them.
Thor rushed Loki inside his room, then quietly closed the door behind him. It was the perfect moment for Loki to materialize a dagger and attack Thor, but as he scornfully thought how pitiful Thor was - for trying to hide that he was bringing women to his chambers -, he missed his opportunity.
Then, before he could even speak, Thor turned around and, with one step, closed the distance between them.
Thor's lips pressed against Loki's shapeshifted ones; the blonde man completely unaware that he was kissing his own brother. Loki was so surprised that, when Thor asked for passage with his tongue, he conceded before thinking twice.
Although Loki thorough studied what kind of women Thor would go after in his escapades, he never went as far as following them into Thor's room. Thus, he had no idea his brother was so passionate. When the big hands of the Thunder God reached under Loki's dress, Loki gasped. He would not get an erection in this form, but he could feel wetness, and his nipples were getting hard.
"T-" Loki tried, exasperated. He would not mind a mere kiss, but Thor was about to bed him. Bed him. That would be-
"Kila..."
Excruciating.
A dagger materialized in Loki's right hand, and, without taking a second to reconsider, he stabbed Thor's belly.
The passionate kiss they were previously sharing stopped, Thor's eyes opening in confusion. Loki backed away two steps, gasping for air.
"Wha-" Thor eyes met the dagger before he could finish his question, and, as he did, his eyes blazed blue in realization. Kila, whoever that was, would not try to attack a God, in his own home, with a normal dagger. In fact, there was only one person in Asgard that had such affinity for daggers and stabbing Thor. Also, the dagger was green and gold, "Loki?"
Loki tried his best to stop panting to be able to look Thor in the eyes.
He did, and at the same time let his shapeshifting glamour completely fade.
Thor grunted and took the dagger off of his belly, throwing it away in anger. In the meantime, Loki was able to recompose himself and put on a smirk on his face.
"Who would imagine you were fond of incest." Loki provoked, staring at him with eyes that looked like a feline.
"What do you think you were doing?" It had been a while since Loki saw Thor so angry. It was refreshing somehow, "What were you planning this time, Loki?"
"A joke, which you clearly took too far. Was Kila so irresistible?"
Thor grunted again.
"Get out, you sly bastard. Get out!"
Loki raised both hands in a sign to avoid conflict. He was still smiling, however.
"No need to make a commotion. See, the wound is already healed, isn't it?"
"You take your pranks too far, Loki! You always have!"
"Oh, please, Thor," Loki rolled his eyes "I did not intend for us to kiss. You were the one who attacked me, in fact. I did not know you were so... Aggressive with the women you bed"
"I told you to leave."
"Come on, brother. It's been a while since I saw you this angry. Let me enjoy it for a bit."
In response, Thor raised his right hand, calling for Mjölnir.
"Fine." Loki said, walking to the corridor with his hands still up in the air "Heavens, who would've thought you would-"
Thor shut the door.
"… get this mad."
Loki sighed loudly, so that his brother would listen if he was still next to the door, then turned away and walked in the direction of his own chambers.
As soon as he did, the smirk in his face was gone. He touched his own lips as he walked, processing what had just happened.
His heart was beating fast. Not because of the adrenaline of stabbing Thor, but…
For a reason he was not sure he wanted to admit to himself.
. . .
Loki spent the whole night awake, questioning his own feelings.
Why did he like the kiss? Why was he aroused by the kiss?
Why did he shapeshift as a woman to deceive Thor in the first place? Was he… Was he somehow jealous of all those other woman Thor was sleeping with?
The one kissing him was Thor. That muscle before brains Thor. His brother, Thor. Thor.
The morning came before he knew it, and with it, a familiar knock on his door. Thor is predictable even when knocking on doors, he thought.
He stood up and magically made a book show up on his right hand so he could pretend he was perfectly fine:
"You may enter."
The door opened, and his brother oppressive figure entered the room.
"Loki."
"Yes, Thor. You're still mad about yesterday?"
It was a stupid question. Thor did not seem mad now, just incredibly serious.
Loki, on the other hand, was nervous. He did not want to be, but his heart was beating too fast. It was hard to focus or think properly.
Thankfully, he could do the same he had always done: Hide his feelings with scornful remarks.
"It's been centuries and you're still not used to me deceiving you?" He forced a smile "Quite pathetic, brother."
"That was out of line" Thor replied, "And I'm sure even you are aware of that."
Loki shrugged.
"So, did you come here to educate me?"
Thor crossed his arms.
"I came here to tell you that you did not have to do that." Thor analyzed his brother's slim figure, "You already look like a girl with this skinny body of yours."
Oh, so he came to mock him. It was the easiest way to pretend that nothing had ever happened.
Loki clicked his tongue at the provocation and was about to give one of his snarky comebacks as usual, but, before he could, Thor quickly pressed him against the wall, making his book fall on the floor:
"So, what did you think you were doing," he spoke aggressively, fury in his eyes "trying to make me fuck my own brother?"
Loki's heart skipped a beat. He forced himself to roll his eyes.
"You mean adopted brother…? And I thought it would be fun," He shrugged, "It's always fun messing with you."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, actually." Loki was making eye contact now, his eyes looking like those of a feline again, "Or were you unable to realize that I take great pleasure on tormenting you?"
"It didn't feel much like a torment. In fact, you're quite the good kisser, brother."
Loki's eyes widened for a split second, but then he smirked.
"Well, thank you." He narrowed his eyes at Thor, "Am I allowed to leave now or are you intending to pretend I'm still a woman and try to go even further with me?"
This made Thor fault. He took his arms off of the wall. To his own surprise, Loki felt disappointed. He knew Thor was easily to get flustered for not being able to keep up with his mind games, but he expected… What? That Thor would actually…
"You look sad that I've backed away." Thor pointed out suddenly.
Loki's mind went blank. His feelings had shown. He thought of a quick comeback and was able to say it…
"Sad? I'm glad I don't have to smell your disgusting sweat anymore."
But it wasn't convincing. He had taken too long to answer and, honestly, Thor's sweat smelled just fine.
Thor squinched his eyes:
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Tormenting you? Alwa-" Loki tried.
"The kiss." Thor interrupted. "You enjoyed it."
"I did not."
Thor backed him against the wall again, out of a sudden. Loki was not able to look him in the eyes anymore.
"Yes, you did." He said, "You enjoyed kissing me."
Loki looked at the floor in despair. He thought about disappearing, but Thor arms were quick to hold onto his shoulders.
"If you take so much pleasure in thinking that I enjoyed kissing you" Loki replied rapidly, a sudden rage filling his body "why don't you go to your room and masturb-"
But before he could finish, Thor took one of his hands off Loki's shoulders and touched his chin, making his brother look in his eyes again.
"You enjoyed kissing me." He repeated.
Loki stared deeply into the blue eyes of Thor, seeing the flame that seemed to burn there and, somehow, he realized that they weren't of fury.
"I enjoyed kissing you." He admitted.
Then, for a split second, Loki thought Thor would make fun of him: Back away and laugh at him, tell everyone that Loki was a disgusting incestuous bastard.
Instead, Thor's face came closer, and he whispered "That's what I thought" before kissing Loki.
. . .
Loki sat on his bed, putting his clothes back on. His room was a mess of broken furniture, and his body had bite marks, scratches and God knows what else. He wasn't brave enough to turn to look at Thor, who was laying down just behind him.
They kissed and fucked without saying a word to each other. Loki moaned and Thor grunted (and also moaned once or twice, which surprised Loki) and after a few hours they were too tired to continue – which turned out to be now.
Loki didn't know what to say. Thor wanted it, just as he did. But what would happen now? How could they maintain their relationship? What was their relationship now?
"I bet you're thinking a bunch of difficult thoughts in this smart head of yours." Thor said from behind him, his voice hoarse after not talking for so long. It gave Loki goosebumps.
"I am," He replied. "I bet you're not thinking much in this abandoned case you call for brains"
Thor laughed, then pulled Loki from behind, making him fall over his torso.
"What is there to think about? I can tell you are happy"
Loki opened his mouth to protest, but a kiss shut him.
"And I am happy too." Thor said.
Loki backed away a bit:
"I thought you were straight."
Thor laughed again.
"That's the part that surprises you?"
Of course it was. The rest was too much for Loki to process. A naked Thor in his bed, looking at him – not at Kila, at him – and smiling as if he was the happiest man in the world.
"I like you I think." Loki said abruptly. "I mean. I know it's weird, but-"
Thor made sure to shush him with a kiss again.
"It's fine" He said, "We'll figure it out."
And for once, Loki trusted Thor's stupid brain and smiled honestly:
"Ok."
"No more shapeshifting as a woman though." Thor said, completely ruining the moment.
"Fine." Loki rolled his eyes and sighed at his brother lack for tact.
"Because I like you too. As you are."
Then Loki blushed in the reddest tone of red and felt happiness fill him for the first time in a very long time.
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This is a 100% self-indulgent unfinished story from April last year that I found sitting on my pc and thought about finishing as means to procrastinate so I wouldn't study for a test 😊 I was really into Thor x Loki back then (Still am whenever I remember it exists).
I'm 100% unaware of how Asgardian culture works and it's been years since I last watched a Thor movie (I think I only watched the 1st also lol) so I kind of messed around with what I remember from reading Beowulf once because it seemed to make sense. Please don't mind the fuck ups. AND YES, IT WAS A BIT RUSHED BECAUSE I REALLY JUST WANTED THEM TO KISS AND MAKE UP.
Oh yeah, English isn't my first language, so there's probably a lot of fuck ups because of that as well.
AND it's 100% canon in this fic that Thor liked Loki for a while and was just going around being with other people to pretend he didn't feel it (Jane was also an experiment). Loki was ofc gay for Thor since ever.
Hope you liked it~ See you next time maybe!