Thor looked across the room that was so filled with people he expected it to burst open any second. But no where could the green his brother loved so be seen. Loki had been avoiding his bigger brother at every turn. Not once had they spoken to each other since that passionate night. The trickster was obviously using all his skill to escape the god of thunder, no matter how hard Thor tried to pin him down.
But the blond haired man could not forget their night together. His desire that had been all consuming before they shared such intimacy was even stronger now, even though he could not understand how that was possible. But here he was, surrounded by his friends, his parents, drinking ale and eating delicious food and all he could think about was his brother.
He did his best to act as if he was enjoying himself, laughing at the stories being told around him, and sharing a few of his own, but his eyes kept darting across the room to the empty seat that belonged to his brother. Never had he longed so much to see him. Weeks had passed since their, somewhat sloppy, coupling and he thought he might go crazy if he didn't at least talk to Loki. But he couldn't go search for his brother, not yet. He had to indulge in this feast, wait for the later hours, when he could excuse himself without calling too much attention, an therefor suspicion, to himself. But time passed so slowly that he feared that the moment he could leave would never come.
Finally, when the sun had long settled, he got up to excuse himself, claiming he was growing tired, and made his way out of the hall, ignoring the looks of a few maiden that probably hoped for him to notice them. But the one he wanted was no where among them. Loki would be in his rooms, maybe even already asleep, which would make his mission so much easier.
All he wanted was to breath in his brothers intoxicating smell, feel his soft skin under his rough hands, and kiss those sweet lips until they were swollen and red. Night after night dreams of his brother had tormented him, waking him in the middle of the night, covered in sweat, his member aching with desire, forcing him to bring himself to completion on his own. Oh how much he would have loved it to be his brothers hand wrapped around his stiff member, how much he wanted to walk into his brothers room and demand him to resolve the 'situation'. After all, it was the sorcerer's fault.
But Thor had held back, tried to control himself, tried to regain control over the emotions pounding through his body. It was the first battle he lost. Finally he stopped at his brothers doors. He could hear no sound from within, but then that didn't mean much. Loki could move with the grace of a feline, making not a single sound. How often had he surprised Thor by suddenly standing behind him when they were children? He smiled fondly at the memory.
He pushed the doors open, mildly surprised they weren't locked, yet thankful. If they had been, he would have had to break it down. Nothing was going to stop him from seeing his brother, not tonight. The room was dark, just as Loki preferred it, a small fire crackling in the fire place, threatening to burn down and go out any minute. Thor quickly discovered his brothers small form in his bed, curled around one of his pillows, breathing soft. He was asleep.
Maybe, Thor thought, just maybe he could slip into bed with his brother without waking him, and enjoy his brothers cool skin against his own. Maybe he could even wrap an arm around the slender waist, and pull him against his chest if he did it slowly. Oh how he would cherish every second of being so close to his brother once more.
And so he moved, as quietly as he could, toward the bed. Slipping out of his heavy boots, carefully removing his armor to place it soundlessly onto the floor, he moved onto the bed. Loki stirred in his sleep, and Thor stopped every movement, holding his breath, willing his brother to stay asleep. The gods seemed to be looking over him tonight, for his brother grunted before stilling. Grinning to himself Thor slipped under the sheets and gently pressed his chest against his brothers back.
Laying there, he could watch his brother sleep, his expression for once peaceful. The mask of indifference seemed to only slip away in the trickster's sleep. He smelled heavenly, a mixture of oil and sweet herbs and simply Loki. He smelled of snow, Thor thought, smiling at his brother. How could he be so beautiful? How did no one else see his beauty? How did Loki look at himself every day in the mirror and not realize that he was the fairest of them all?
He couldn't help himself, he needed to reach out to push back a stray strand of hair from his brothers perfect face, smiling at how his brother scrunched up his face in his sleep. How careless they had been as children. Many nights they had slept next to each other until their parents deemed them old enough to have their own rooms. Never had he thought that he would be the one sneaking into Loki's room. It had always been the raven haired boy that had crawled into Thor's bed when he was plagued by a nightmare or was simply feeling lonely in the much too big bed.
And now, here he was, in his brother's bed without the younger even knowing. He shook his head at his own foolishness. If his brother woke, if he found the god of thunder in his bed, he would certainly blast him out of it with one of his spells. It would be worth it, Thor thought, grinning. This moment of peace was worth any wound Loki would give him. And oh, his brother could be so vicious in his anger. Something Thor found oddly attractive, now that he thought about it. His brother was powerful, for more powerful than anyone thought. Thor admired his brothers strength.
Carefully he moved his face closer to his brothers head, inhaling the sent of his raven hair, moving lower to his neck, running the tip of his nose against the soft skin ever so softly. It was glorious, breath taking, absolutely divine. Becoming more daring as the male did not wake from his obviously deep slumber, Thor placed a hand at the slender hips.
In that moment Loki's eyes snapped open, still clouded by sleep and weariness as he turned his head to find what had woken him. Thor stilled, his eyes lingering on his brothers face as he did not dear to say a word. But he did not have to speak.
"I knew you would find some way to get to me, no matter how much I run, brother." Loki whispered, now wide awake. A soft smile graced the tricksters face as he reached out to touch his brothers cheek. "You've always caught me, even when we were children. You have always been stubborn. Never wanted me to escape."
"I could never let you out of my sight, Loki, even then, though for other reasons." Thor replied, leaning into the touch of his brother, feeling the stubble of his beard scratch against the soft palm. "I will always catch you."
"As children you always demanded a reward for catching me." Loki mused, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "What reward do you wish from me, Thor?"
"Any you are willing to give." Thor breathed back, leaning down to steal a sweet kiss from those beautiful lips. "And if only to let me sleep by your side for this night."
"I think you deserve more. I tried very hard this time to avoid you. And yet you succeeded." Loki chuckled, moving from his brother's grasp, turning to face him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Thor smiled into the kiss, gently nipping at his brother's lips, but Loki pulled back, running his fingertips over his stubbed chin.
"Lean back." the trickster commanded softly and Thor did, moving to lean against the headrest of the large bed, feeling the cool wood press comforting against his burning skin. And then Loki's lips were on his skin, nipping and sucking at his neck, dragging his teeth along his neck. Thor's breathing became labored, turning into soft pants as the small hands reached under his tunic, pushing it up. Thor straightened, pulling it over his head and discarding it onto the floor. Loki chuckled.
"So eager, brother." he breathed against his chest, and once more ginger lips found their way onto his skin, now teasing his chest, caressing him, finding their way to his nipples. Thor couldn't suppress a groan as Loki's lips wrapped around one, sucking at it, teasing it until it turned a dark pink, hardening under his brothers skilled administrations. Loki moved to the other, repeating his actions until Thor was moaning under him. And then those beautiful lips wandered lower, teeth skimming over his hipbone, biting down on it sharply before placing a soothing kiss onto the fresh bite marks.
Thor's mind was hazed, pleasure coursing through his body as he watched his brother move closer and closer to where he really wanted to be touched. He was growing impatient, lifting his hips to wordlessly plead the other to move lower, to sooth his twitching member. He ignored the subtle chuckle of his brother as long fingers hooked into the hem of his pants, pulling them down, over his thighs and knee's and lower, until he laid naked under his younger brother.
He watched Loki lick his lips, and never had he seen something so erotic. He laid his head back, groaning as he bucked his hips upwards, feeling it rub against his brothers soft cheek. For a brief moment he wondered if Loki was even able to grow a beard, or if he shaved off every single hair that dared to grow on his face, but the thought was quickly lost as he felt his brothers tongue flick out against the head of his cock. Loki was teasing him, torturing, and it was the sweetest torture he could imagine. The tip of his tongue traveling from his base to his tip, giving just enough friction to pull a moan from him, but not even close enough to give him any release, only causing his cock to stiffen more.
"Loki.." he rasped, his hands threading through the raven hair, pulling gently at it, willing his brother to stop teasing him and finally do something. His wish was soon granted, hot lips wrapping around his tip, sucking gently, pulling small drops of pre-cum from the thin slit that were eagerly met my Loki's tongue, lapping at his cock as if it was the most delicious thing the sorcerer had ever tasted. Thor's grip tightened, tugging at the hair harder, groaning his pleasure.
"Hush brother.. If someone hears, it'll be over before it even started." Loki cooed, before lowering his head once more, swirling his soft tongue around him, before swallowing him, inch by inch. The god of thunder had to use all his willpower to not simply thrust upward into the hot cave, his body trembling, muscles straining with the effort to hold back, not wanting to hurt his brother. He remembered well that Loki had not been able to swallow him whole. But to his surprise, Loki was moving lower and lower, only gagging softly as his tip hit the back of his throat. Thor groaned. Never had it felt this good. He could not understand how his brother had learned this, and in a flash of anger he thought that maybe Loki had practiced with another man, and his body tensed.
Loki must have felt his discomfort for he looked up at his brother, quirking a slender brow before grinning "Book are more useful than you think brother. The people of Midgard are very open on the matter, even in their books..." he whispered his explanation. Thor felt his anger disappear, grinning at his little brother.
"It seems that not only I have been eager to do this again." he replied, his voice rough, eyes sparkling with amusement and lust. Loki just smirked before swallowing his brother once more in one swift movement, sucking on him, rubbing his tongue against the lower side of his throbbing member, tracing the thick veins. Thor growled, clenching his teeth together, forcing himself to stay quiet. He couldn't risk anyone overhearing his sounds of pleasure. Not coming from his brother's room.
But oh, his little brother was so talented, his tongue rubbing against him in all the right places, and it became harder and harder for him to stay silent, pulling at Loki's hair in a way that must have been painful, but his little brother did not protest, simply sucking at him more, almost viciously now, determined to give his brother as much pleasure as he could. Thor watched his brother's cheeks hallow, causing even more pleasure. No maiden had ever made him feel like this, none of them had been this skilled, this thorough, pulling such raw sounds from him. His body trembled, his rips rolling upwards, slowly, not able to keep still any longer.
Loki's searing green eyes were looking up at him, and with a soft hum, he gave his older brother permission. Thor groaned, his hips jerking up, his hands holding Loki's head still, thrusting into his mouth gently. No matter how much he wanted to fuck his brother's small mouth, above all, he did not want to hurt him. But Loki did not seem to want this treatment. He hummed, a short, annoyed sound, his hand slipping to Thor's sac, kneading him ever so softly, encouraging him as he snapped his head down, forcing Thor to hit the back of his throat almost roughly.
It was all that Thor needed to become undone. He thrust up harder, using his little brother's mouth to pleasure himself, grunting and gasping at the unbelievable bliss he was experiencing. Loki was making sounds as well, as sweet as wine, muffled against his length, spurring the god of thunder on even more. Soon, he could feel the familiar heat coiling in his stomach, making his legs twitch, his member throb inside the wet warmth. He was so close, so close.
He tried to pry his brother of him, not being able to form a single word on his lips, but the younger man refused, his hands digging into Thor's thighs as he pushed his head down firmly, and it was more than Thor could handle. He exploded into his brother's hot mouth, biting onto his hand do stifle the scream of pleasure that threatened to escape his mouth, his eyes screwed shut in pleasure as he felt his little brother suck him dry.
Thor's body was still twitching as his brother pulled back, that devilish smirk on his face as he licked his lips, moving to straddle his brother's hips.
"Are you happy with your reward, brother?" he asked, almost mockingly. Thor grunted at his brothers tone, gently slapping his ass.
"Cheeky as always, Loki." he replied, but his features softened. "Yes. I am very happy with my reward. You did very well."
"So I deserve a reward too, do I not?" Loki purred, rubbing the cheeks of his ass against his brothers now flaccid cock.
"If you ask for it nicely." Thor answered, grinning at his little brother. This made the sorcerer laugh, throwing his head back, his body shaking with laughter. Thor loved when his brother laughed. He was so care free, so happy, and it was the most beautiful sound the god of thunder had ever heard.
"Have you ever heard me ask for something?" Loki asked, leaning in for another kiss that Thor granted him.
"I remember you asking for me quite vividly, begging even." Just the thought stirred his member back to life, slowly growing hard as blood pumped into it. He watched Loki blush, ever so softly, the normal pale skin now a soft pink.
"That was an extraordinary situation.." the trickster answered, a grin still plastered onto his face. "But now, I will simply take what I want, and you will not stop." Thor was about to respond, but as he watched his brother place his elegant fingers into his own mouth, sucking at them, wrapping his tongue around them, pushing them deeper, he found that he could not speak.
The sight was too erotic. Loki was sucking at his own fingers, and suddenly the tricksters clothes were gone, leaving him naked on Thor's lap. Green clashed with blue as they stared at each other intently. Thor could feel his throat go dry. This had to be the most sensual thing he had ever seen. And then, Loki pulled his fingers from his mouth with a soft sound, running then down his stomach as he lifted himself to his knee's, resting one hand onto Thor's strong chest. Thor watched wide eyed as his brother started to tease his tight entrance, moaning quietly as his eyes fluttered shut.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing, it had to be a dream. But there his brother was, preparing himself for him. He watched hungrily, but quickly decided that this was not the best view he could get. And with one swift movement Loki was beneath him, and Thor pulled him up roughly to lean his back against the headboard. The god of mischief stilled for just a second before grinning, spreading his legs wide, giving Thor the most sensual view. The god of thunder could now watch his brothers every move, could see his straining erection. Slowly one finger pushed past the tight ring of muscles, and Loki moaned, working it deeper and deeper until he could go no deeper. Thor licked his lips, moving forward, to touch his brother.
"No.." Loki whispered, holding him back with his free hand. "I'll come." Thor pulled back reluctantly, his own member standing at full attention. The little drops of seed on Loki's tip looked delicious, but he did not want their night to end just yet. And so he sat at his brother's feet, watching him work himself open, making the most wonderful sounds. Thor could not remember a moment in which he had been so aroused. Not even during their first night together, when his arousal had mixed with nervousness. But watching Loki like this was truly a sight to behold. His brother moved gracefully, his hips coming to meet his fingers, spreading himself, granting Thor a look at his most private spot. Finally, he seemed happy with his preparation. Once more Thor moved forward, and once more he was stopped by his baby brother.
"No. My reward is mine to take." Loki breathed, pushing Thor back into a sitting position. He eyed his brother's member, rubbing his thumb against the tip, spreading the pre-cum around it, using it to lubricate his member. Thor groaned, wrapping big hands around his brother's waist, pulling him forward. Loki laughed, a raw sound emitting from the back of his throat. But he moved closer, not withdrawing or fighting his brothers touch.
Thor pulled him onto his lap, forcing Loki to straddle it, those long legs pressing against his as Loki held onto the blond's erection, holding it in place. Slowly he lowered himself onto his brother, at first teasing him as he simply rubbed his tip against his entrance, before easing down onto him, pushing him into his tight entrance. Thor through his head back, the tightness overwhelming him as he moaned.
"Quiet brother.." Loki cooed, making Thor look at him. His brother looked exquisite on his lap, his skin illuminated by the soft light of the dying fire, his chest heaving with shallow breaths, a drop of sweat running down the side of his face.
"You are so beautiful.." Thor rasped out, his hands running up his brothers sides, coaxing a sweet moan from his lips. "So beautiful brother.. you fit me perfectly.. Oh Loki. Will I ever get enough of you?"
"Never.. you will always long for me as much as I long for you." Loki said, slowly starting to move, pulling himself off his brothers cock, just to slide down on it again, wincing slightly as his body got used to being stretched to the brink. "We will always burn for each other."
Thor could not reply, watching his brother slide up and down his member, licking his lips at the heavenly sight. Yes, this was perfection. His brother slowly riding him, his member being swallowed up by the slender body, over and over. Trying to silence himself he latched onto Loki's neck, groaning against it, sucking and biting, leaving behind marks that would either force Loki to wear high collared tunics or make up some story about an overly eager maiden he had bedded. Thor could recall many occasions where his friends had teased Loki about his obviously lacking sex life but if they saw the marks that now littered the god of mischief's neck, their laughs would catch in their throats.
And Thor had the overwhelming need to claim Loki, to make him his in a way everyone could see. He could not bare to think of his brother with another, and he would make sure that everyone knew Loki belonged to someone. Obviously he could not go around and claim him officially, but he needed to leave some kind of mark that would keep everyone else away. And before he knew what he was doing, his teeth bit down into the delicate skin, harder and harder until he could feel it break, and a sweet coppery liquid filled his mouth. The loud moan from his brother rang in his ears as he sucked at the bite, licking the blood of it.
Hands cupped his face, and Loki lips were on his, tasting himself on his brothers lips, his hips sinking onto Thor faster, picking up his speed, making the god of thunder moan into his mouth. There was nothing sweet about their kiss, teeth clashing against teeth as they hungrily devoured each others mouth, their desperate sounds muffled against each others lips.
So he doesn't mind when it gets a little rougher, Thor grinned to himself. He would remember for their next meeting. He would mark Loki's entire body just as he had just marked his neck, and there would be no doubt that Loki had a mate. He could imagine the maids expression when she came to help Loki wash himself, could imagine the look on their father's face once he noticed the angry wound on his sons neck. But all thought was ripped from him as Loki sped up once again, making his fingers dig into his brother's hip.
Sounds of pleasure erupted from both men as Thor started to thrust upward, driving himself into his brother with as much force as he could come up with, meeting those eager thrusts bestowed upon him. Those tight walls twitched against his member, clamping down on him hard enough to make his vision go white, coaxing another strangled moan from him. His toes were curling, his muscles straining as he plunged into his brother over and over again.
Their bodies moved together, chest to chest, sweat shimmering on their skin, as they ran their hands over each inch of skin they could reach. Desperate moans and pants filled the silent room, interrupted only when their lips met in another violent kiss, stealing each others breath.
Thor angled his hips, desperate to find the sweet spot within his brother that would make the other see stars. A raspy scream let him know that he had found it, grinning to himself as he kept thrusting against it. Loki's hips stilled, his arms wrapping around his brothers neck, his face buried against his skin as he tried to suffocate any sound, but failing miserably. His moans so close to Thor's ears made the older shiver, sending jolts of pleasure through his spine as he kept driving into his brother. And then he grinned. It was time to feed his brother some of his own medicine. Thor stilled, not moving as much as an inch.
Loki wailed with disappointment, scratching at his brothers back, trying to move his hips that Thor kept in an iron like grip, rendering Loki's attempts of gaining some kind of pleasure void.
"Thor.. by hel... m-move!" Loki demanded, biting down onto his brothers neck roughly.
"Ask for it brother." Thor cooed much too sweetly, running his tongue over the shell of Loki's ear, nibbling at it gently.
"Never." Loki breathed, still trying to squirm from Thor's grip, trying to rut against his brother, trying to pleasure himself on his lap, but Thor would not allow him to.
"Then you will just have to get off me and go to bed." Thor whispered, delivering a swift but hard thrust against Loki's most sensitive spot.
"T-then you won't come either."
"I've already come tonight. I am sated." Thor grinned, obviously amused at his brothers feeble attempts to overthrow him, to forget his request and simply fuck him. He could feel his brother trembling, could almost taste the battle between pride and want in his brother, delivering another thrust to make it easier on his brother.
"P-Please." Loki finally choked out.
"Please what?" Thor prompted, his grin widening. How he was torturing his brother, and how upset Loki would be when his mind was cleansed of his lust.
"By hel!" Loki snapped. "Fuck me, you big oaf, please."
"Close enough..." Thor grunted, driving his hips upward, pulling a relieved moan from the raven haired sorcerer. Deeper and deeper he shoved himself into the pliant and wanton body above him, capturing those thin lips in a searing kiss, now being the one to have to silence the other. They would have to go somewhere no one could hear them the next time. He would make Loki scream for him. Meanwhile Loki was whispering incoherently against his lips.
"Fuck.. so g-good. Thor.. harder brother.. fuck me until I'm sore.. please brother.." Those sweet words drenched with lust take Thor's breath away and he lifted his brother from his hips, making him whine with displeasure, but quickly bending over him, ramming himself deeply into the sweet body below.
Loki's walls started to tighten, more and more, and with each thrust Thor found it harder to stay concentrated, to not fill his little brother before he found completion. Wrapping his hand around the smaller member, he started to stroke him in time with his thrusts, roughly jerking him off, his lips plastered to his brothers lips. And then, only seconds later, his brother came, shooting his seed into his brothers hand, moaning the name of his lover against his lips.
Tight walls convulsed around his straining member, and with a low grunt, Thor came, emptying himself into that glorious body, thrusting into it until his orgasm died down, letting his body drop onto his brother, panting harshly. For minutes, nothing but their ragged breathing broke the silence, until finally, the young trickster spoke.
"Get off. You're heavy." he said, his voice raw from his moans and screams. Thor chuckled, weakly rolling off the lithe body, trying to catch his breath as he stared at the ceiling. And then his brother was curled up next to him, his head resting against his broad chest.
"I can hear your heart." was all the sorcerer said, before falling asleep in his brothers arms, and soon Thor too slid off into sleep, meeting his brother in their dreams.
Brightness coaxed Thor's eyes open, pulling him from sleep, and from his most pleasant dream that for the first time in weeks had not been sexual. He felt a familiar coolness next to him, and as he looked down, he saw his brother still curled up around him, head on his chest, one arms thrown over his chest, his legs entwined with his.
Thor chuckled at the sight. His brother looked so sweet in his sleep. He did not want to disturb this beautiful creature, but the sun was rising, and soon the palace would be crawling with people. He had to return to his room. Softly grazing his brothers back he whispered to him, pulling Loki from his peaceful state.
The sorcerer woke slowly, rubbing at his eyes, yawning quietly before looking up at his brother.
"Time to depart?" he asked.
"Indeed it is." Thor answered, gently caressing the tricksters cheek. "Unless you would like someone to walk in and find us in this state." Loki shook his head.
"That would be most unfortunate."
"I agree." Thor replied, leaning down to steal a soft kiss from his brother before rising off the bed, moving to gather his clothes off the floor and dress himself. "But do not worry brother. I will come catch you again soon."
Thor turned to look at grinning brother that was now sitting up, one leg pulled to his chest, resting his chin on top of his knee.
"I look forward to it brother. As long as you do it discreetly. It would serve neither of us if father found out about this." the young man said.
"How right you are." Thor agreed, finally pulling on the last of his armor, bending down to steal another kiss from the witty male. "Until soon. And Loki. Don't run from me as much. At least come to meals. Mother was worried."
"I will grant you that little wish, brother of mine." Loki murmured against his brothers lips.
Thor nodded, pulling back and moving towards the door. As his hand touched the door, he suddenly realized something.
"Loki."
"Yes brother?" came the soft reply.
"Your door wasn't locked last night." Thor turned to look at his brother, the tricksters face glowing in the morning light, thin lips curled into a broad grin, slender brow quirked. "Your door was unlocked."
"Yes it was."
"Your door is never unlocked."
"No brother, it is never unlocked."
Thor stared at his brother for a few second before grinning back at him.
"You had this planned, didn't you, you imp?"
"I did."
Thor laughed, louder and louder, finally roaring with laughter. And he was joined by his brother, both of them laughing until their eyes teared up, their stomach muscles protesting, their breath coming in short bursts.
Thor moved back towards Loki, stealing another kiss from his brother, nipping at his lower lip.
"Next time you want me, don't hide yourself away until I go crazy and come after you. Just ask." Thor said, fondly looking down at the smaller male.
"But brother, you know I do not ask. Only in extraordinary situations..."