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Avengers Minis	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 39286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Tiny Tastes and Defiled Bedding
Sequel to: Tiny Tastes and Defiled Thrones
Fandom: Thor
Pairing: Thor/Loki
Warnings: Some incest (not really since they aren't 'brothers' in the world of the movies, but still), 69ing, fights, a bit of violence
AN: This is a day late (and my chapter story is a day early) just because I'm traveling tomorrow! I'm heading up to an author's fair and my friend is driving me up there. So I'm posting this and that today.
Why didn't I just post yesterday? I was exhausted okay? My back hurt (still kind of does), I had gone swimming with my friends (let me tell you working your way through water is no fun when your back hurts), and been fighting with the muse all damn day. So this is late. The other chapter is early.
Reviews are loved. Flames are used to roast marshmallows okay?
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“I swear, Thor, that you forget that just because I look young, I am not young!”
The words that had been screamed came through the closed easily. They made the servant who was about to knock on it pause before sighing and knocking on it anyways. A severely pissed off Loki was the one who opened the door, green eyes taking in her before he grabbed the pile of bedding from her. She shivered when the door was slammed shut with a low growl. Turning back to Thor, he snorted and stalked around the large man, heading towards his table to drop the bedding onto it. “I am not some child that can be pushed into doing anything that you wish me to do. And we both know this, very well.”
“Yes, I know all of this. But that does not mean that you can go about Asgard, doing what you please,” Thor rumbled in return. He just raised an eyebrow when Loki started to strip the bed. “You are still being watched, even with the story that was spun about you being caught by the Dark Elves when the stragglers retreated,” he continued.
Loki snorted and rolled his eyes. “Yes, yes. That is true enough. The best lies, as we all know, are the ones that are half truth,” he stated. He tossed the used bedding down the laundry chute. “Of course, with this, you replace Dark Elves with Chitauri and there you go. A plausible story.” He started to pull the sheets onto his bed, moving around the bed to smooth things down. He then pulled the thinner quilts used during the summer months on top of them. “And of course no one knows that it’s your fault that I de-aged. You and your damnable libido,” he muttered.
“I did not hear you once complain about me and my, as you tend to put it, damnable libido,” Thor drawled. He crossed his arms and leant back against Loki’s dresser, thinking of how their conversation had started. He had come back from Earth, having dealt with the creation Ultron, only to find the fact that his brother was being followed around.
Snarling at him, Loki tossed a book at his brother’s head before he turned back to his bed, unsurprised when his brother had dodged out of the way. He started to smooth the blankets down before piling his pillows onto it once more. “I can not believe this. I know that I had lost my ever loving mind, as your humans are fond of saying, but what did I ever do to you to have you stalk after me?” he grumbled. Standing up straight, he eyed the bedding with a critical eye before nodding his head. “And don’t give me that lie about you worrying about me and what not. I do know a lie when I spot one. Especially when it comes from you.”
Thor looked away from them and shifted slightly, his lover and brother narrowing green eyes at him with a knowing glint. He cleared his throat at the very clear threat in them and sighed, running a hand through loose blond hair. “It is not because I do not trust you, Loki, or that others do not trust you either,” he stated. He wondered just how to approach the information that his brother wanted to know.
“Then tell me, what is it?” Loki huffed as he pulled himself up to perch on his bed, legs crossing.
Thor ran his eyes over the now lounging God, loving the sight of the lean body that was on display. Starting with the feet that were bare of any coverings, he thanked whoever it was that the younger male preferred to not wear boots or socks in his room. His eyes ran up the long legs that were enclosed in tight leggings that lead to slim hips. He continued over the loose tunic that hinted at the muscles under it. Blue eyes ran up a long neck that still held a dark mark on his neck before meeting with laughing green eyes.
“Curse it all, lover. I do trust you not to do something like what you did, Loki. It is the others that I do not trust with you. I did not know why I did not like the way others looked at you when we were younger, when you were this age the first time, but now I know better,” Thor growled. He crossed his arms and scowled as Loki’s eyebrow twitched upwards.
“They have always looked at me as they do now. Like I am an abomination for choosing the path that i did seeing as I am a child of Odin. Or supposedly I was. They look at me now as if I will attack them in their sleep,” Loki snorted, waving one hand in the air.
“Perhaps to your all knowing eyes,” Thor snorted. Loki just gazed at him with his darkly colored eyes, waiting him out. “When you are not paying them any attention, they stare at you with lust upon their faces and in their eyes. They would love nothing more than to have you in their bed and have you as their own. Some for just a night, if not shorter. Others for much longer. I do not share with others.”
Loki just blinked at Thor before he snorted, falling back onto the bed in laughter, shaking his head. “Oh by the powers,” he cackled, pushing him up and off of the bed. “You know this by now, Thor, I will not sleep with someone who I have no attraction to. I am with you and you alone, in your bed and by your side, my lover. I do not have any wish for another for whatever reason. As I said, you know this by now,” he stated. He strolled over to Thor and tugged on his tunic with an amused look.
Thor huffed in reply and tugged Loki close to his body,wrapping his arms around the other males waist. “I know this but I still do not trust others to not to try to use trickery on you to get what they wish from you. And though I know that you are well versed in lies, it does not mean that I do not trust that it would not happen.”
Loki snorted up at him, reaching up to tug on his brother’s hair, watching as Thor winced and looked down at him. “You can distrust them all that you wish, but I must be able to do my work in peace. I do not need to have you hovering over my shoulder as I try to do my research. You are, after all, very distracting,” he stated. Pulling away from the larger body, he picked up the book that he had thrown earlier before sitting back down onto his table. Once more, he pulled himself up onto the bed before aiming a scowl at his brother, catching the unhappy look on his face. “I am not joking you, Thor! I do need my peace to do my work otherwise the new healing potions shall never be done in time for when you and your merry band of idiots decide that it’s time to get hurt.”
“Very well, I will let you work in peace as long as you promise that it will only be my bed and my body that you will have touching you,” Thor stated. Loki narrowed his eyes and gazed at him for a few moments. “Otherwise I will indeed continue to follow you around.”
Loki huffed as he rubbed at his face, groaning behind his hand. “I can not believe that you really don’t trust me not to fall for things.”
“I do not trust others, and that is the problem. At least this way, your magic can make sure that any touches of a more sexual nature that is not mine will be rejected. Painfully,” Thor said, looking down at his lover.
Loki stared at Thor a bit more, eyes wide and lips parted in surprise. “I had no idea that you had been able to figure out that aspect of my magic. How in all of the Worlds did you figure that out?” he snapped, curious and huffing. Thor smirked down at him and chuckled.
“Mother was nice enough to tell me,” Thor said, tilting his head to the side. Loki just groaned and shook his head, snorting heavily.
“I had wondered why you had made me promise that I would be a good boy and speak with you if something was to happen to me,” Loki sighed. He pulled his legs up onto the bed and crossed them, rolling his eyes. “Very well. I, Loki Laufeyson, shall only engage in anything sexual with one Thor Odinson. All others who touch me with sexual intent shall be denied during the duration of our relationship. Or unless we both agree on including a third person to our bedroom play or relationship,” he swore. He rolled his eyes once more as he felt the magic settle over him. Thor beamed at him and pushed away from the dresser, standing straight once more. “Are you happy now?”
Thor just chuckled and strolled over to him, pushing his brother back onto the bed and settled between his legs. Loki just huffed at him as he shifted. “I am very happy.”
“I do hope that you know that I am really unhappy with you right now,” Loki drawled. He smirked, feeling the way his lover’s body came to rest against his own, watching the face above his own. He raised an eyebrow when full lips pulled into a smirk. “And if I didn’t like sleeping with you, you would be finding rest in your own bed. Because that promise will go both ways. I will not let you take another when I can not.”
“Much like you, I have no urge to take another to bed,” Thor rumbled. He dipped his head to the nose at the long pale neck, smiling as Loki sighed and pressed up into the soft kisses on his necks.
“Not even the lovely Lady Sif?” Loki asked as he smirked. Thor grunted and lifted his head to glare down at him. “You do realize that she wants nothing more than to replace me in your bed don’t you? And by your side also.”
“And yet she is not one that I want. We have had a few times together and it was nothing memorable for me,” Thor admitted as he shrugged one shoulder. “I wish for a lover who gives as much as they take. She was boring in bed. She is a wonderful warrior but she tends to hold herself much to tightly when it comes to the pleasures of the flesh.”
Loki stared up at his lover, blinking as he absently moved his hands to tug at Thor’s belt, getting it loose. “Are you saying that you did sleep with her but didn’t continue to do so because she is, as the humans say, a cold fish in bed?” he asked, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Did you not please her enough for her to loosen up while with you?” he asked.
“I was able to please her just fine,” Thor huffed down at him. He sat up so that he was sitting on his knees, feeling Loki shift his legs to lay on either side of his thighs and hips in a comfortable position. “I was not as pleased as she had been though. She did not wish to reciprocate in nearly anything when we slept together. She did not seem to enjoy very much foreplay outside of my mouth on her. I must have a lover and partner who enjoys playing just as much as I do,” he continued. He felt as Loki slid off his belt, watching as it was tossed to the other side of the bed, landing next to the edge. He watched as it slid off of the bed onto the floor with a soft hiss of leather on cotton.
“Oh dear. So all she wanted was the pleasure but she did not want to do any of the fun work?” Loki snorted, feeling Thor rock his hips into his own. Hissing, he groaned as his blood heated and roared through his body, hardening his prick. “Now that is no fun, now is it?” he gasped. He reached up and placed his hands over his head, stretching out his body with a groan.
Thor rumbled his agreement and slid his hands down over lean hips, thumbs rubbing at the lean curve of where hip met thigh. “Indeed it is absolutely no fun at all. I prefer my bed partner to have quite a bit more spirit, more fire. And you do fill that need quite well,” he stated, his hands sliding upwards. He worked Loki’s tunic up and over his head, tossing it to the floor with no care about where it ended up landing, smirking down at his partner once more. Humming his pleasure, he leant down and nipped at a mark that was still present on Loki’s ribcage, one of the few places that he could get away with placing marks without them being healed the next day.
Sitting back on his knees again, Thor hummed and smirked down at Loki as he relaxed back on the bed, watching him with a smile. “Well, I am glad that I seem to have fire and spirit enough to keep up with you. And that I’m not going to drop any more of my years,” Loki chuckled, his voice laced with clear lust.
Thor chuckled lowly as he tugged on the laces on both sides of his brother’s tights. “Oh yes, that would be a worry if you were to get much younger. As it is, I do have to remind myself that I am not robbing the cradle as the humans say,” he said. He got the laces loose and shuffled back on the bed to full strip Loki of his bottoms. Once he had gotten them down, he hummed in delight at the pale body that laid before him.
His brother had never been much of a fighter during their live, but that still didn’t mean that there wasn’t a hidden strength in his leanly muscled form. He had made for fights pole styled weapons, such as his favorite weapon, the glaive. Loki always moved with deadly precision, taught by their own mother, who had once been the mistress of long ranged fighting and dirty tactics. Her youngest had soaked everything that she had taught him up with great glee.
Even now, while in their shared bed, Thor knew that he had his lover on his back because he wanted to be there. Growling lowly, he leant over his lover and captured Loki’s lips with his own, feeling the lean body melt under him and open his lips in invitation. With their tongues coming together, the two moaned, Loki tugging at Thor’s tunic and breaking the kiss to pull it off.
Flipping Thor back over onto his back, Loki smirking in pleasure as he rolled his hips with a smirk. “Well, well now. What is it that you’re going to do now?” he asked, playing with the leather throng that held Thor’s pants closed, getting it loose. Thor chuckled and rolled his hips so that their hips rocked together, drawing a soft pleasure filled sound from his lover. “I am still very mad at you, I will have you know,” the younger God stated as he slid off of his lover’s lap, tugging off his pants. He was, as always, glad that he didn’t allow anyone to wear shoes in his rooms past the receiving rooms as he tossed the pants to the side.
“Yes, I know this,” Thor grunted. He sat up to bury his hand in soft, black hair and drew the other male into a deep kiss. Loki made a soft sound into the kiss and reached up to tug on blond hair as he climbed back into his partner’s lap, groaning at skin on skin contact, rubbing against his lover.
Thor groaned into the kiss himself, and slid his hands down, hauling Loki up into his lap, squeezing at Loki’s ass before he flipped him back onto the bed. Once more, he settled between long legs and rolled his hips. The two moaned, Loki hooked one leg over Thor’s thigh, using it to pull his bigger partner closer with a soft purr of pleasure. Rubbing together, they allowed their hands to explore the other’s bodies, trying to outdo the other, even together in their bedroom. They always looked for new ways to tease and arouse each other.
Pulling away from his lover’s very tempting lips, Thor slid down over Loki’s body, teasing his way as he followed his hands path, watching him closely. Loki hissed and pressed up into the hands over his body, encouraging him to continue on with his teasing movements. He moaned happily when Thor brushed his lips over his stomach, just barely teasing his hard length that was starting to leak, just ever so slightly. Blue eyes stared up at him as the other stroked his tongue over the underside.
“Who would have ever thought that you are such a tease in bed?” Loki groaned. He thumped his head back against the bedding as he tugged on Thor’s hair. “Give me your hardness. I wish to taste you as you taste me,” he demanded.
Thor smirked at him as he slid back up Loki’s body, flipping them over so that he was once more under his lover. “I will give you what you want but this way instead. So I do not squish you under me again,” he explained at the blinking curious gaze he got.
Loki just snorted at him and shifted around so that he could present his hips and erection to Thor, his own face barely coming even to his lover’s hips. “Well, if you insist,” he chuckled, his long fingers curling around the ample length before him. He silently wished for the height that he had lost with his deaging before he opened his mouth and took in the tip of the cock. He moaned when Thor followed his actions, he sighed when his hips were pulled slightly down, one arm resting on the bed and giving him a better angle.
With his eyes closing in bliss, he hummed softly as he slid forward enough to take more of the hard cock into his mouth. He rocked slightly as he moved back and forth, Thor groaning around the length in his own mouth. He placed a large hand on one hip and helped him to rock, both knowing that they both could not get their partner much further into their mouth. Loki solved that problem and wrapped his hand around the part that he couldn’t get to easily.
Thor rumbled softly and sucked firmly upon his lover’s length, stroking his tongue over the hardness.
Loki gently scraped his teeth over the sensitive skin of his larger lover’s erection and shuddered hard as his lover sucked hard on him in retaliation. He moaned when calloused finger teased over his hole, rocking back into the fingers. He squeezed the hip under his hand and took Thor into his mouth as far as he could before he pulled back and sucked hard.
Thor’s hips twitched as he groaned and shifted his hand to play with his lover’s entrance a bit, just stroking over it before reaching out to find the cubby hole in Loki’s headboard. Finding it, he grabbed the jar of oil and slicked his fingers before he slid one slick finger deep into the other’s body, drawing a surprised moan from Loki. The larger male grunted and concentrated on not hurting his lover accidentally as heat roared through him with the deepening suck.
Shuddering and swallowing around the length in his mouth, Loki pressed back into the finger, moaning as the finger shifted and stroked over his inner walls. He could taste the bitter-sweetness of the God’s pre-cum coating his tongue and making his own pleasure twist tighter. The large finger worked to tease him as Thor groaned at his own taste of the younger’s own pre-come, knowing that they both were close to the edge.
Loki yelped around the prick, giving it a hard suck as he locked his jaw to stop himself from closing it as the finger stroking in him twisted and stroked over his prostate. He felt the vibrations from Thor’s chuckle ran up his cock, but didn’t care too much. He didn’t care about his brother’s amusement, to aroused and balancing on the razor's edge of his rapidly coming climax. He continued to work on teasing over Thor’s own length in an automatic response, trying to give his lover just as much pleasure as he was feeling before he found his pleasure.
He cried out, forced to pull off of his lover’s cock and tossing his head back, shuddering as a second finger jointed the first one and stroked heavily over his sweet spot. The dual pleasure of having his sweet spot being teased and the knowing mouth that was on him was quick to send him over the edge, shuddering heavily. He didn’t even notice that his hand was still wrapped around the hard length of his brother, squeezing him tightly and bringing Thor over the edge with him.
Mewling as come landed on his face, uncaring about the fact, Loki rolled his hips back into the teasing fingers before he went limp over his lover. He felt Thor go lax under him and pulled his fingers out, removing his mouth from around his softening length. He moaned softly in protest as Thor shifted him to lay back onto the bed, his lover simply chuckling as he sat up and smiled down at him.
Thor hummed as he noted the fact that his lover had white stickiness that was drying on his lover’s face and in his hair, needing to be cleaned off. Standing up with a pat to Loki’s hip, he padded into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Leaving it to heat, he returned to the bed and gathered the limp Loki from the bed.
“No, I don’t wish to move,” Loki promised, pressing his face into Thor’s shoulder. Thor just chuckled as he carried into the now steamy bathroom.
“I know this, lover, but you will be most displeased if your hair is stiff with my spend come morning,” Thor teased. Loki twisted a nipple roughly in return with a snort. “Do that some more and I will end up taking you under the shower.”
“Not at this moment, you are not!” Loki complained. He glared up at Thor as he pulled away slightly, eyes narrowed. Thor chuckled and stepped into the shower, setting him down onto his feet and watching him letting the water wet his hair down, face turning to the spray. “At least not if you wish to stay a male.”
“Yes, yes, so you say often,” Thor chuckled, using some of the water to clean himself of the slight mess from his own come. Once they had cleaned fully and dried off, they fell back into bed, Thor curled up behind his lover with a chuckle. Loki stretched his body with a soft groan before he curled up under the blankets. “Are you sure that I can not still follow you around while you worked? I am sure that I can get the rest of those who want to bed you to back off with a bit more glaring. Possibly even some more random bouts of sex on a table or two.”
Loki growled at him and pushed Thor off of the bed with one hand. He sighed happily with the sound of the thud of his brother hitting the floor with a groan. He curled back up and smirked at the huffing that came from the large God on the floor.
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