October 2, 2015
Today is Thor's birthday. Under normal circumstances he would be in Asgard rejoicing with comrades and drowning in copious amounts of mead. Things are quite different this day. Thor sits alone on his bed as the morning rises above the horizon. The sky is illuminated in brilliant shades of red and orange while the clouds reflect beautiful pink hues. Thor admires the scene for a moment before the pang in his chest returns with a vengeance. The only thing he wants for his birthday is to see his brother. Thor has not heard from him since he said he might be released early. Hope and joy filled his chest in the days after hearing the news. As the end of the week drew near, the hope slowly seeped out of him. He realized that there was only a miniscule chance he would get what he wanted.
He sighs as he stands and trudges toward the bathroom. He stands under the steaming water and feels his muscles relax. Images of Loki fill his mind and the water cannot soothe the ache in his heart. He holds on to that sliver of hope he has as he readies himself for the day. He dresses in his full ceremonial attire, complete with his beautiful red cape. His golden hair flows perfectly down his shoulders. He makes one final plea to the Norns to grant his one wish before he makes his way down to the kitchen. As usual, Steve is the only one awake this early.
"Hey! Happy birthday, big guy!" Steve says cheerily while making an omelet.
Thor genuinely smiles at him, "Thank you, friend."
Thor grabs himself a box of Pop-tarts and a tall glass of milk before sitting down at the table.
"So, you got any big plans for today?" Steve asks as he sits down.
Thor feels the immense sadness build in his chest at the question, "I had planned to see Loki on this day, but I fear that will not happen."
Steve pats him on the arm and gives him a caring smile, "Don't give up hope, Thor."
Thor appreciates the gesture from his friend and smiles back. They finish the rest of their breakfast in comfortable silence. Thor decides to go for a walk to get some fresh air.
"Would you care to join me for a walk, Captain?" He asks as he makes his way toward the elevator.
Steve chuckles, "Thanks for the invite, but we both know Tony will sleep the day away if I don't wake him up."
Thor laughs and nods his head as he gets into the elevator, "Indeed. I shall return!"
After the elevator takes him to the ground level, he makes his way outside. The sun warms his face as he inhales the distinct smell of New York City. He turns to walk down the sidewalk and his heart stops.
"Brother!" He yells and his booming voice echoes off the surrounding buildings.
Loki's attention snaps over to Thor and they both move briskly towards each other. Thor crashes into him with the biggest bear hug ever. Loki, surprisingly, hugs him back. They inhale each other's scents during the long embrace. Thor almost forgets they are in the middle of a crowded walkway before he pulls back to gaze at his beautiful brother.
Loki grins at him, "Happy birthday, Thor."
Thor beams wildly at him and crushes him to his chest again, "Thank you, brother. My only wish for this day was to see you."
He loosens his grip and catches Loki's hand in his, "Come! Regale me with tales of your adventures!"
Thor drags him back to the tower and they make their way up to his room. Thor shuts the door and suddenly feels nervous. He hopes beyond everything that Loki truly feels the same way about him.
"You look tired, brother. Lie down, make yourself comfortable while I turn on the picture box," Thor says as he motions toward the bed.
Loki sits on the bed and watches his brother mess with the TV. He smirks at Thor's frustration, "Would you just come over here you big oaf?"
Thor grunts, but bounds over to join his brother in comfort.
"Norns, how I have missed you, Loki!" Thor couldn't wipe the smile from his face.
He puts an arm around Loki and pulls him close. Thor's entire world is right here in his arms. He feels fireworks exploding throughout his entire body when Loki lets out a contented sigh and lays his head on Thor's shoulder.
"Thor, there is something I need to show you," Loki says timidly as he rolls up his long, black sleeves.
Thor's eyes widen as he takes in the countless scars that cover his brother's arms.
"Oh, Loki," he whispers while he tentatively runs his fingers over the scarred flesh.
"You probably cannot stand to look at me now," Loki states dejectedly.
Thor takes hold of both his arms and stares into Loki's eyes intently.
"Listen to me, brother. You are the most captivating being to ever grace these nine realms. I never want to stop looking at you. A few blemishes cannot quell your allure. No matter your outward appearance, Loki, I will always see the beauty of your soul," Thor passionately declares with determination.
Loki's eyes sparkle with moisture as Thor leans forward and captures his lips with devotion. Loki grabs Thor's face and quickly intensifies the kiss. Their tongues tangle and their lips dance with a passion few ever experience. Thor pulls away and takes one of Loki's arms. He gently worships it with gentle kisses from shoulder to wrist. Loki's heart swells as Thor treats the other arm with the same adoration. Thor slides a hand down Loki's clothed torso to rest lightly above his aroused member. He looks to Loki with pleading eyes. Loki places his hand atop his brother's and pushes down. Thor quickly unbuttons Loki's tight jeans and yanks them down in such haste, his underwear is out of the way as well. Thor is almost drooling with anticipation as he stares shamelessly at his little brother's erection. He is wild with desire and takes Loki into his mouth without preamble. Loki's hips roll of their own volition under his brother's divine ministrations. He feels the the familiar coil of his orgasm tighten deep within and grabs Thor by the hair. Thor grins up at him with plump red lips that shine with a mix of saliva and Loki himself. He crawls up Loki's slender form and kisses him greedily, pushing him against the soft pillows. Thor slides Loki's shirt over his head to reveal acres of glorious perfection. Loki grasps at Thor and lets out a frustrated grunt.
"Why in the Nine are you dressed in ceremonial regalia?" Loki huffs at him in annoyance.
Thor chuckles and stands by the foot of the bed. He takes each piece of clothing off agonizingly slow, smirking as he watches Loki's reaction. He finally has enough and lunges off the bed to rip the last of Thor's clothing away. He roughly tangles his fingers into Thor's golden locks and ravishes his mouth while he pulls him toward the bed. Thor falls on top of him. The moment their aching erections touch, lightning cracks in the distance. Loki flips them so he is on top.
He leans into Thor's ear and whispers huskily, "I will make you come harder than you ever thought possible, brother."
Thor feels like he's about to pass out. His brain just short-circuited at Loki's sinuous words. Loki places two fingers on Thor's bottom lip as he slides his other hand down to grasp Thor's leaking erection. Thor eagerly sucks them into his mouth while Loki moves his lips to engulf his member with wet heat. Loki pulls his fingers from his mouth and Thor's eyes almost fall out of his head as he watches his brother work himself open. He squeezes his eyes shut at lets out a low growl of pleasure. He slides a hand into Loki's raven hair and hangs on. Loki removes his mouth and straddles Thor. He rests his hands on Thor's chiseled chest as he lowers himself slowly. Moans of pleasure escape them both as Loki buries Thor inside of him.
"You will come on my command," Loki chokes out raggedly.
Thor's cries of pleasure can no doubt be heard throughout the city as Loki rides him like his life depends on it. Thor reaches forward with what little coherence he has to stroke his brother's bouncing erection, but Loki swats his hand away.
"It is not my birthday, Thor," he breathes almost unintelligibly.
Thor throws his head back and grabs his brother's hips. He pounds into him with centuries of built up need. Loki is lost in ecstasy and leans in to take Thor's lips in a messy, searing kiss. He twists his hands into Thor's hair and places his lips against his ear.
"Are you going to come for me? Oh Gods yes, Thor! Come for your little brother!" His words are laced with his own release imminent.
Thor hits home one last time and pours his seed deep within his brother, spewing profanities in multiple languages. The lights go out as lightning strikes right outside the window. Loki's own release is sprayed all over Thor's torso and he collapses bonelessly on top of him. Thor wraps his arms around him and holds him close, both of them breathing heavily. Thor kisses his neck softly.
"I never knew you to have such a filthy mouth, brother," he says breathlessly.
Loki tilts his head and peeks at him from under his disheveled hair.
"They do not call me Silvertongue for naught," he laughs quietly and burrows his face into Thor's neck.
Thor hums a laugh, "I have a new appreciation for that silver tongue of yours."
He kisses into Loki's hair as he gingerly removes himself from his brother. He tries to move to get a cloth to clean them up, but Loki stops him.
"Leave it. I'm comfy," Loki drawls sleepily.
Thor pulls the blankets over them and hugs Loki tight.
"I love you, Loki."
"And I you, Thor."