Warnings: Anal Sex

**This has been edited by Queen0fHearts

Chapter 8

There were very few things that Bobby thought the Winchesters would need backup on. Normally they were their own backup and it worked well for them. By the end of the case whatever was killing people was typically dead and they were -though perhaps a little banged up- fine. Going to try and take down a demon who had managed to work his way to king of the crossroads was not something he felt comfortable with. Sure, they had Castiel around for backup, the angel sticking close these days, but his power was failing and though Bobby hated to admit it, the angel may be becoming human sooner than anticipated. Hanging up the phone where he had been speaking to Sam about their current hunt, Bobby made a choice.

Wheeling to his bedroom, the hunter easily took the amulet Loki had left him and pricked his finger, smearing the blood around the ancient symbols. "Loki, if you can spare the time I could use some help." Though he knew the god may be too busy to answer, it had been a couple weeks since they had solidified their bond. When his god didn't appear for several minutes, Bobby sighed before making his way to the study. He may not be able to help much from his house, but he could at least look up what their next step would be. Having the Colt was well and dandy but finding a way to use it on The Devil and not end up as finger-paint would be needed as well.

"You know, most priests give me more than five minutes before thinking I'm not coming. You know I have things to do, right? I mean just last week I was in Hell trying to get intel, and now you're all huffy over five minutes?"

The voice came from beside him, making Bobby turn to face Loki. Like always the god was grinning, his whiskey eyes shimmering slightly in amusement while he spoke. Instead of the robes of last time, Loki was clothed in jeans and a t-shirt, an olive denim jacket over his shoulders. "I didn't see no sense in waiting around for you when I can get some work done at the same time. And you've been back a week?" The question wasn't delivered in an accusing tone but softer than Bobby anticipated. If the god had been back for a week, why hadn't he stopped by? It wasn't like Loki to not want to show off what he found while away, and the hunter thought he would come back as soon as he could to show his prize. Did the trip really take that much out of him?

"Yeah, used a couple days to get the smell of the place off my skin. Let me tell you demon clings to everything; I had to burn my clothes… I liked that jacket. Anyway, I managed to get what I was looking for, well most of it. I just need to work on translating what I found and we should be able to figure out how to open the cage back up and shove Luci back in." The self-satisfied grin Loki had on his face made Bobby smile in return, right before he remembered why he was calling the god to him in the first place.

"Sounds like a plan, but not what I called you here for," seeing the raised eyebrow of the blond, Bobby continued. "The boys think they have a way to get the Colt. It's being held by a demon named Crowley and they plan on going in and getting the thing to try and take out The Devil." Bobby wasn't expecting Loki to curse before rolling his eyes and sighing heavily. The god looked tired now that Bobby was searching for it. Whatever information he managed to get from Hell, it had come at a price. Still Loki looked Bobby over for a second before nodding his head.

"I figure I got enough mojo to look after your boys while they tango with the demon. Could use a pick me up if we have time though." There was a glint in Loki's eyes while he eyed Bobby up, and the hunter didn't want to resist the god before him.

"Yeah, they just got wind of where Crowley will be, probably a few hours out yet if not longer." Feeling daring, Bobby reached out to Loki, placing his hand on the god's arm before tugging. "Might want to zap us to the bedroom. I'm not having sex in this chair." With a laugh Loki snapped his fingers and transported them to Bobby's bed, the hunter landing on his back while the god landed on top of him a large grin on his face.

"Oh, I could get used to this," commented Loki while vanishing their clothes. Bobby opened his mouth to respond only to have surprisingly soft lips on his own, and though he was about to deny the statement it wouldn't take much for him to get used to having Loki as well.

With Loki trailing the boys, Bobby for once was able to relax as they headed out to their hunt. It was the perfect time for Bobby to start on the research Loki had given him to try tracking down the horsemen. Having already dealt with War, Bobby set to work trying to track down Famine and Pestilence, leaving Death for Loki to deal with. A few days after sending the god to help the boys Bobby got the call that they had the Colt. Merely hours later, his house was filled with the last of their rag-tag family. It was nice seeing Ellen and Jo again, as well as seeing for himself that the Colt appeared to be functional. The only one who was missing was his god, though with Castiel roaming around Bobby didn't think Loki would be celebrating with them.

It was strange. Though he knew this was a joint effort it seemed like Loki wanted to remain in the shadows, and while Bobby could understand, he didn't like the fact that Loki wasn't around most of the time. Dean would never approve. He was too much like his father to agree that he had needed some serious help, but Loki had been busting his ass trying to help them and they were celebrating their last night without him. It felt wrong. "You know, I think Dean might pull something with how hard he's trying with Jo."

Glancing up at the woman who had taken a seat next to him, drink in hand Bobby snorted slightly. "Don't worry about it, your girl has more self-respect than to be a notch in his belt and Dean is too terrified of you to truly try." Ellen laughed slightly, nodding her head before taking a sip of her beer. Unlike Bobby who had broken out the hard stuff, she had wanted to stick with what she knew best and declined his offer. It was nice to see at least one hunter who wasn't a complete drunk, far too many used it as a coping mechanism.

"I would have thought you might have tried something by now, one of those 'last nights on Earth' lines but you haven't. Wouldn't be the first time we fooled around."

He should have seen it coming. While it wasn't often, they had tumbled in the sheets before, when he was around The Roadhouse in celebration of a good hunt or comfort of a bad one. This time, however, he felt no desire to be with her. There was no denying that Ellen was a beautiful woman, and one as tough as nails who knew what she was getting into. Still Bobby couldn't help but compare her to his last bed partner and though Loki hadn't forbidden him from seeking anyone out it seemed… wrong. Shaking his head, Bobby glanced in the direction of his bedroom before observing the people inside his home.

"I would, but I…" Having come up with no excuse, Bobby shrugged which made Ellen nod her head slightly.

"It's fine Bobby, just an offer is all." Instead of it becoming awkward the two chatted for a while, catching up on what they missed and how Ellen was trying to raise her daughter with hunting and keeping her safe, something Bobby understood. It was a tough job, trying to keep hunting and parenting together. The few times he hunted with Sam and Dean all Bobby wanted to do was handle it himself, so they didn't need to. As the night wore on, the older hunter eventually made his excuses and wheeled himself to bed, alone.

It didn't take long after he made his way into his bedroom that he was visited by the one being who hadn't been at the party. Bobby was shucking his clothes into the hamper. As he turned around there was Loki, laying on his bed with the blasted toga again only this time he was laying on his side, head propped up with his palm and one leg bent up to have his foot on the mattress and the fabric of the toga slid down his thigh slightly. If Bobby didn't already know he was attracted to the god that would have clinched it for him; a wave of lust rushed through him at the sight.

"I thought for sure you were going to take that beauty up on her offer. Should I be flattered you said no?" While he spoke, Loki let his other hand which had been resting on his stomach move to his thigh, causing the toga to fall a bit more and was now just barely covering his dick. Bobby snorted before making his way to the bed and hoisting himself on top of it. Thankfully the blankets were already turned down so he wouldn't have to struggle later.

"Don't make it more than it is. You come here for more than to mention my lack of love life?" Loki smirked before rolling so he was on top of Bobby, a leg on either side of his hips.

Reaching out, the hunter ran his hands up the fabric of Loki's toga and trailed his fingers along the god's thighs before placing both hands on the man's ass and squeezing. Loki jerked his hips at the action, resting his hands on Bobby's bare chest and smiling. "Oh, I don't think we could consider this a lack of love life, merely a new direction for it. Tell me, my priest… how do you want me tonight?" The question was brought home as Loki pinched one of Bobby's nipples, his hips slowly moving while the hunter squeezed and rubbed his ass.

"Don't know if you noticed but with my legs out of commission we're kind of limited." Not that Bobby minded, the sight of Loki riding him was something he could never be bored of. When he had first been told Loki would need his seed for the ritual it was horrifying. While he didn't have anything against those who bottomed, doing so while having no function of a major part of his body wasn't something the hunter was game for. Thankfully, each time Loki was more than happy to be filled, and though Bobby knew he was giving the god the power he needed, the hunter couldn't help but feel like he was the one being worshiped every time.

Loki laughed slightly before pulling the toga up and over his head and throwing it aside, leaving himself bare to Bobby's gaze. "I think you forget sometimes that you're in bed with a god. I may not be able to heal your legs but if you wanted to be on top of me we could make it work." There must have been a question on his face as Loki leaned forward and pressed their lips together for a moment before pulling back and removing himself from on top of the hunter, laying down on his back beside him. Reaching forward, Loki placed his hand on Bobby's shoulder and spread his legs wide.

"Roll on top of me, Bobby. You can't crush me, let me help position you and we can make this work." Not questioning his god, Bobby did as he was told, ignoring the snap in the air and the sudden chill as Loki vanished his pants and boxers. Now naked, the hunter groaned as he was pressed tightly against the god, unable to lift his pelvis too much without the aid of his legs. Loki didn't seem to mind, humming while closing his eyes for a second and snapping his fingers again. There was no change in the room, but the trickster must have done something as he gasped softly before opening his eyes and pulling Bobby into a heated kiss.

During the kiss, Bobby let Loki maneuver them, hooking his legs around the hunter's waist and reaching between them to wrap a hand around Bobby's cock. Grunting into the kiss, Bobby was surprised as Loki was able to position him and raised his hips to take the hunter inside himself. The angle was a bit off until the god started to move and adjusted where needed. With his arms on the mattress, caging Loki in, Bobby eventually got the idea and pulled himself up using his forearms instead of his legs, using what mobility he had in his hips to meet Loki who was setting a slow pace they could both keep up with and was driving him mad.

Their mouths only separated for a few seconds at a time, to let loose a groan or grunt of pleasure before connecting again. Absently Bobby noticed that while he could feel a rise of power in the air surrounding him he hadn't prayed to his god, hadn't given him blood and Loki hadn't asked it of him. "Loki…" began Bobby, sweat beading down his forehead and chest while he kept moving. He wouldn't be able to keep this up for long. While his strength in his arms had increased since the damn chair he was still limited, and though he loved the feeling of having Loki under him, wrecked for him, it wouldn't be long before he was done.

"S'ok… fuck Bobby… so good…" No sooner had Loki started to speak as his hips sped up, working himself on Bobby's cock while his own was trapped between them. Feeling the walls around him clamp down and Loki moan out loud enough Bobby was certain someone would have heard, Bobby rested his forehead on the god's shoulder before pulling himself harshly into the other who thankfully didn't stop moving through his orgasm. A few moments later and Bobby was spilling inside of the god, his own grunts echoing through the room while he all but collapsed on the body below him.

Instead of having Loki roll him off, Bobby felt the god run his fingers through his sweaty hair, the other hand rubbing his back slightly while they lay there. It felt good, normal, to have his partner caress him after a round of sex, something Bobby had missed dearly. Panting against the juncture of Loki's neck, the hunter placed soft kisses along the skin, not to arouse but to prolong the comforting feeling flowing through him. There was the pressure of a soft kiss to his ear before Loki spoke, his voice nearly hushed in the room. "I wouldn't mind staying the night… is this how you want to sleep?"

There was an offer, one Loki hadn't made before. Pulling back on his shaking arms, Bobby sighed as his softened dick slipped out of the god, causing them both to pout slightly which in turn made Bobby laugh at seeing the look on his god's face. Placing a quick kiss to Loki's lips, Bobby rolled so he was resting on his side, opening his arms for the blond who rolled his eyes before snuggling in and snapping his fingers to cover them with the blanket. Tucked in, his head resting against Bobby's chest and curled against him, Loki smiled before speaking again.

"You know we could have sex this way too," the god commented, though he didn't make any move to turn the position sexual. Snorting, Bobby rested his hand on the god's hip, his fingers touching the side of his ass.

"Maybe in the morning, wouldn't mind waking up by sex." Bobby smiled as Loki laughed, seeming to snuggle a bit closer before humming his agreement.

"It's a date." The comment was the last spoken while the two men drifted to sleep, though Bobby wondered how true that statement was, a date indeed.

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