When they are alone in their room they collide without words.
Tony leaps into Loki's arms and wraps his legs around his hips, effectively sending them both crashing against a wall. As they kiss, Loki pivots so Tony is caught, pinned bodily against the wall.
Tony feels Loki's hardness against his own and flushes, remembering it inside him.
"Oh baby, it's been awhile hasn't it?"
Whenever Loki starts talking to him in that voice he swears his brain leaks out of his ears.
"You've probably tightened back up again. That means I'll have to go slow."
Loki grabs Tony's ass in both hands and shifts him so Tony can feel him rubbing against his hole through the layers of cloth. That little spot inside Tony seems to have a memory all it's own, because Tony swears he can feel it ache.
"But I don't want to go slow, baby. I want you now."
He continues to rub himself against Tony and Tony keens.
"Right against the wall, with gravity helping you bear down, so you can take every inch of me."
"Oh god." Says Tony, eloquently and suddenly his clothes are being pulled off piece by piece. Loki hardly even puts him down, just maneuvers his legs free of his shoes and pants. Tony watches in awe, marveling silently at Loki's strength as he finds himself right where he started.
Only this time there's an impossibly thick, long cock pressed between his ass cheeks, flush against his hole.
Then come the slick fingers. One by one by one. Tony knows what he can have. He knows how wonderful and hot and full he is about to become, and the promises whispered by those clever fingers are driving him to distraction.
"Darling, please!" Tony whines. "I'm ready! I'm-"
"Ssssh." Says Loki and Tony gasps as he feels the blunt end of that thick length press against him.
His eyes open wide and his mouth drops open as it starts to press inside, slick and hard and relentless.
The stretch is singular and the burn is incredible. It is not entirely comfortable, and tony finds himself still struggling not to yield to his bodily instinct, and push the thing out of him.
Tony's shaking when Loki kisses him, and his kiss is gentle and soothing and burns in an entirely different way. Tony feels lightheaded and lost. When Loki switches to biting and kissing his throat the sweet vertigo only intensifies.
"I've got you." Loki says and Tony believes him. He let's out a long, low cry as the rest of Loki's cock sinks into him.
"Talk." Says Tony through his heavy breaths.
Loki's panting like a dog.
"Hmmm?" He asks, and Tony can feel his thigh muscles shake, quaking with the desire to push and pull and thrust.
"Love your voice." Tony buries his fingers in the taller man's long dark hair. His voice sounds utterly broken. "Talk to me, please."
Loki smirks. "Anything for you, darling. I love it when you say please."
FGS: I am actually a class A bastard. I thought you already knew.
xD: Dat pretty. unf.
Loki'd: Yeah, I found it totally impossible as a writer to just have them live in a repercussion-less dream world forever. It just wouldn't make any sense.
Stormy: My Loki ain't like all the other Lokis I seen around. I made damn sure of that. My Loki is so human and and so inhuman at points that I honestly am not even sure what the fuck he's gonna do till I write it. Occasionally I finish a chapter and I just reread it and go 'What the fuck is this? How does he even do these things?' Loki's kind of running this bitch. That's why when people ask for specific things I just kind of shrug at them via internet. This train has totally jumped the tracks on me.
Nyann: I WRECKED THEM SONS A BITCHES. I FUCKING BLAZED IN WITH MY GUN FULL OF ROCK SALT AND FUCKING SENT THEM STRAIGHT BACK TO HELL.
H.: Thank you kindly!
Sen: Thanks man. It just so turns out, that what happened next was sex. Hooray! You win the smut pony!
Everybody: If you like my writing check out my novel blog. I'm writing a motherfucking original story. Awwwwyeah bitches. It's fucking crazy: The Seer's Game. Link is on my profile.
Post-story rant:I AM DYING. I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO SPEAK IN DAYS AND MY WHOLE BODY HURTS AND NOBODY BELIEVES I'M FUCKING DYING BECAUSE MY NORMAL TEMPERATURE IS OR OTHER SO WHEN I HAVE A NORMAL TEMPERATURE I ACTUALLY HAVE A FEVER. MY BAND WAS SUPPOSED TO GET BACK TOGETHER TOMORROW AND NOW WE CAN'T AND I AM FUCKING SAD AS BALLS.