Thor was furious at the loss of contact and the blast and he grabbed at Loki again and didn't hesitate to wreatly him back down to the ground.
"Perfect." Thor froze on top of Loki, just how the trickster had wanted it. He pushed the now bound man off of him and laughed. "My, my, Thor. You really are just an idiot." He walked around the man once, admiring how his muscles bulged as he tried to wrestle free. It was quite hot actually and Loki didn't mod watching him struggle.
Thor wretched against the bonds, his fury spilling forth in words.
"You can't stand being controlled, so you hide behind you magic. Coward!" He snarled.
"And you behind physical strength. Submit, Thor. Submit to me." Loki whispered, his green eyes glowing. The stark white of the cell was getting a bit boring, so he hit Thor hard across the face, a light spray of blood falling across the floor.
Thor yelled out in pain, his busted lip splitting open again. But he only gave Loki a molten glare for the effort. "I will not submit to a failed king."
"And I will not submit to anyone. Be it the Allfather, the Chituari, the Avengers, you! I will not submit to anyone!" Loki cried out, jumping on his brother and smacking him again and again. He then scrambled off and hoisted him in the air with his magic, a mad gleam in his eye.
Thor yelled out as Loki hit him again and again. Then before he knew it the floor began leaving him. "You almost did. You're afraid to submit to me." He accused. Loki had reclaimed a bit of maddness in his forewarn green eyes.
"I fear nothing. I only wish to be your equal- or better. It's always been that way, Thor Odinson. I've never wanted to be below you. If I were to submit, I'd be handing over everything I've lived, fought, and worked for. You can't ask that of me, brother." His voice was harsh as he looked into Thor's blue irises. "I wish you could see how pathetic you look." A light seemed to go off in his head and Loki waved his hand.
The cell melted away into darkness, and for a split second, Thor felt as if he were choking. Then he landed on something soft- his own bed. Loki was standing in front of his mirror-wall, dressed in his full battle regalia. He admired himself from all angles. "You always were a vain boy." He commented as the clothing vanished and he was naked once more.
Thor caught his breath from from the darkness and was confused when he found himself on his bed. He looked aroubd aand saw Loki admiring himself in the mirror, dressed as if ready for battle.
"I may have been vain," he said as Loki turned back to him and dispersed the armor from his body. "But I never saw you as benieth me. You were to be at my side, with me." He growled. "You were always greedy for power, always changing the situation to best benifit yourself. You could have been happy but you threw it all away in a desperate attempt to prove something."
Loki crawled into the bed, on top of Thor. "And what was I trying to prove? What do you think I was trying to prove?"
He kissed the scruffy cheek that wasn't bleeding and kissed his forehead. He let his lips stay there, and closed his eyes. He'd always imagined, hoped for this kind of tender moment between them. Of course, it was a little different, but if Thor had to be restrained, then he had to be restrained.
He watched Loki's eyes, but was surprised at how softly they looked upon him. "That you were capable of ruling. Worthy of a crown." He said quietly, unsure what the stark contrast of Loki's actions were for.
"Is that all?" He asked, a hand coming up to brush against Thor's lips. He softly kissed his left temple, then his right. He kept his eyes half-open, heavy eyelashes fluttering every time he blinked. Thor's golden hair was so soft, so Loki threaded it gently between he fingers. He kept gifting gentle caresses to Thor's body, sighing softly every time he shifted on top of him.
Thor was silent for a few moments, Loki's light touches starting to make it hard to concentrate on just conversation . "You wanted to prove that you could do it. To show father that you were a worthy son."
Loki moved farther down Thor's body, now peppering kisses and licks on his neck, rubbing his cheek against Thor's, moaning quietly as the stubble lightly scratched his smooth skin. He could feel Thor relaxing, no longer fighting against the magical bindings.
"Yes." He breathed, hovering over one of Thor's nipples before taking it into his mouth, sucking lightly and biting just hard enough to elicit a gasp from the god underneath him.
Thor leaned his head back as the ghasp left him. That silver tongue felt so good, and he couldn't help but think of other places it should be instead. He pressed up against him, urging to take his tongue lower where his heat pooled.
Father always favored you so much more." His tongue flicked over the nub. Thor was submitting. He almost smiled, but didn't. This was his true talent. Finesse with his tongue and words, the use of his magic. Oh, it was perfect. His plan had worked out do well so far.
" He loved you too Loki."he protested with a slight moan," He may have not shown it, but he doted upon you." He looked down at him, lust swimming benieth the surface of his eyes.
Loki bit back the sarcastic reply he had waiting on the tip of his tongue. Instead, he leaned forward, lips hovering just above Thor's, as if to goad him into kissing him.
Thor waited for the kiss, but found Loki simply hovering over him, watching. The breaths that ghosted over him was too enticing, and Thor leaned up to seize the tricksters mouth in a hard kiss. "I am sorry you never saw it, Loki." He said in-between breaths.
He let the other attack his mouth. He'd heard it all before- or at least, envisioned all of it. Thor apologizing for his father's actions and begging for forgiveness on his part. It stung that the Allfather seemed to think it was fine to let his son fight all his battles.
"Be my lover tonight." He whispered.
Cerulian eyes lingered on him, his words coming like the beat of a birds wing.
"..yes.." was what he managed to say before leaning up to recapture his mouth.
Loki released the binds, letting Thor free from his magic once more. 'Tonight... Tonight just let me have what I want for once.' He whispered inside himself, as if any thought louder than that and everything he had before him right now would be taken. He let Thor push his body to the fur covered bed and hungrily kissed back.
Thor did not hesitate to run his hands down Loki's lithe body once he was freed. He had no desire to flee him, or fight him anymore. He just wanted Loki.
He nipped and teased at his bottom lip,, tasting the dried blood once again. "I love you," his voice was a low huskey purr.
"Sentiment." Loki couldn't stop it, but he didn't stop Thor's administrations. He ran his hands over the strong chest as he licked and bit Thor's neck, this time leaving plenty of dark marks. He smirked- how different it was when no one was fighting for power. When everyone was... Equal.
"Why won't you accept my 'sentiment'?" His hand slid down his body, resting at his thigh as he nibbled at his ear.
"Why won't you accept my 'sentiment'?" His hand slid down his body, resting at his thigh as he nibbled at his ear.
"I want you to say it first." He pressed his hips against him, pulsing cock teasing at Loki's hole. He would have him say this one thing, even if it were just once.
Loki shook his head. He shifted underneath his brother, running his hand up and down Thor's arm. "No." He whispered.
His kissed him again, nipping at his lip again. "Tell me or you don't get what you want."
He sighed at the sensation.
"What do you want to hear? What do you want?" Hebwhispered, pushing his body up against Thor's.
That you love me in return." His hand brushed against Loki's erection. "I want you to mean it."
"I love you... So much, Thor." Loki looked him in the eyes and noticed the ice-like orbs were so alike to the ice castles of Jotunheim. But they weren't. "I love you." He said again with more meaning.
Thor couldn't help the smile that spread on his face when Loki said those words. The words he was afraid he would never hear, not truley. He kissed him hard, passion refiling his vigor and he poised himself at Loki's hole. Instead of of ramming himself in like the first time, he eased his way in.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Loki moaned out as Thor slid in. He could feel every inch of Thor's length and it turned him on. "Oh my god." He gasped. Thor chuckled above him.
His pace hardened once he was fully in, smileing at Loki's reaction to being filled. He grasped his erection and started stroking at the same pace of his thrusts.
Loki had his eyes clenched shut. His body was tense. The sensations were too much. Sure, he had enjoyed the scraping of the stone floor back in the cell, but to have gentler thrusts and firm strokes in addition to the rubbing of the fur against his skin- oh it was just too much. He could feel his body changing, and heard Thor gasp. He didn't have to open his now-red eyes to know what Thor was seeing.
Thor all but halted when he saw Loki's skin turn from pale to an icy blue. Marks rose up along his body in intricate patterns; the marks of a frost giant.
"Loki.." his voice was low, but not panicked as his thumb traced over some of the raised forms. He couldn't quite explain it, but this new form turned him on even more.
"I'm ugly." He choked out as he felt Thor's fingers run over his skin. He could feel how they ran into the markings and flinched away as he felt lips on his marked forehead.
"No Loki, you are the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on." He kissed him again and ran a thumb across his cheek to coax him to open his eyes. "You are perfect."
He let out a bitter laugh but then stopped and opened his eyes. Thor couldn't lie to him. He'd never been able to. And there were no lies in those eyes. His pleased response was a buck of the hips, demanding Thor continue thrusting into him. His body may have felt cold to Thor, but it was on fire to Loki.
Thor complied and continued thrusting. The combination of his own heated skin and Loki's now chilled was like estacy to him, heightening their sex and setting that familiar fire at the base of his spine once again.
Loki's eyes slid shut again and he groaned loudly. He was so happy he'd chosen to teleport them to Thor's room. It'd be less suspicious if a passerby heard moans coming from the prince of Asgard. It'd be alarming to hear them coming from the room of the shamed prince.
Thor's thrusts became harder as the flame built up again, and his hand returned to pumping at Loki's throbbing cock. A low moan escaped his lips which turned into Loki's name. "You feel so damn good," He moaned to him.
Loki didn't answer, just put his hands up on Thor's shoulders and used more force to thrust onto Thor's cock and into his hand. He moaned out his approval of Thor's other hand gripping one of his thighs tightly and pulling it up around his waist. The angle change forced more pleasures noises out of the god as he was fucked hard into the mattress.
Thor rutted hard into him, angling up slightly like he had back in the cell to get to his sweet spot. He pulled up on his raven hair and muffled Loki's cries with a silencing kiss.
Thor held to Loki tight when his body quivered benieth him. He was close to releasing, but kept focused on Loki as he hardened his pace around his cock.
"W-Wait- no." Loki panted. "With me. To-ahhhnnnnnn... Together. As equals." He requested between low moans.
Thor wanted to deny him at first, but then he fixed him with a look. Equals. And they were equals.
"As equals." He said in agreement kissing his sea blue lips. He changed his position in him a little that brushed up harder against Loki's walls. A few moments later and Thor gave a shudder as liquid lightning shot through him and his seed erupted forth into his partner.
It was intense- his orgasm. He was surprisingly quiet, given his tendency the entire love-making session to be loud. He let out a small gasp as he released all over Thor's hand and their stomachs. When Thor has uttered those two words, Loki had lost it, clenching his walls tightly around Thor's cock and arching up into him. He smiled in the midst of his euphoria- his one wish was given to him.
He felt the hot spatter of Loki's cum on him, and it only tossed him further into his bliss. He held there for a few more euphoric seconds before reluctantly pulling out. Loki was smiling, and he was beautiful when he smiled. He kissed him softly again.
"You should do that more often." He lay beside him, catching his breath.
"Huh?" Came Loki's tired reply. He could feel his brother's gaze on him and knew the thunder god could tell he was completely exhausted. He opened his jade eyes to see his brother smiling at him and realized he too was smiling.
"You make me very happy." He admitted one he realized what Thor meant.
He lay down next time him, Loki's words warming him. Out of all the madness that had happened, all of the pain, the suffering Loki had been through and the destruction he caused because of it... hearing that Loki was happy without hearing it through lying teeth was one of the greatest things he could say. He brushed a loose lock of his raven hair from his face. "You make me happy as well, brother .."
"I'm glad... Thor, could you get a cloth to clean us up with? I would, however I'm much too weak right now, thanks to you." He asked, cheekily thanking his brother for the ass-pounding. "I think there should be one in the bathroom." He added, stretching out slightly to adjust himself comfortably.
"Of course.." He smirked, slightly smug about Loki's admission. He shifted and got out of the bed to retrieve the cloth. He was a little sore from their fights, but he loved the feeling of it. There were scratches, bites, and bruises littering his body, but the pain was heavily dulled by the pleasured fog that still hung about him. He took up a cloth and turned the twisted the tap, running it under the cool water. He wrung it out, turning back to return to his bed chamber.
Loki watched his brother retreat to the bathroom. The second he was out of sight, Loki magicked the sweat, cum, and blood off of himself. He quickly got off the bed, his battle gear already fixed upon his body. In the small indent of where he had lain previously, a beautiful rose was sitting there, a small note underneath it.
He went to the balcony, and looked back at the bedroom, a tear rolling down his cheek.
"Goodbye, brother." He whispered before vanishing.
A/N: so sad to say there's only one more part after this, but, it's not all that bad cause my writing partner and I consider this to be quite a good read, yeah?
Oh, if anyone is wondering about Loki's actions and why he changes on a dime, remember, he's fuckin' crazy. I did my best to portray it in his actions. It's not the best, but this was written a year ago, so excuse the parts of Loki. Thor, written by my writing partner, is perfect as usual.
Love,
yakisoba~
