So, can I have a combo of 1 and 8, or is that too greedy? Please and thank you!

wouldyouknowmore:

Greed! I like it! Excellent combo provided by greed. 

Prompts: I have you shoved against the wall but now I can’t stop looking at your mouth, and Oh, my God, I thought you were going to die. Please don’t ever scare me like that again.

The two of them are on Vanaheim, and should be enjoying what was meant to be a leisurely climb up through the mountains in search of a rare herb for Loki’s potion stores, but it had taken a turn for the worse when Thor had ventured out onto a narrow ledge above a sheer drop, lost his footing, and fell out of sight with a shout.

After the initial shock, Loki hadn’t been too concerned (they’d gotten into worse scrapes, after all), but then he’d seen Mjolnir still sitting on the ground next to their campfire where Thor had left her, and waited… and waited… and when she made no move to return to Thor’s hand, the panic had crept in all at once and sent him running to the edge, calling after his brother frantically but unable to see him. Five gut-wrenching minutes had gone by this way, and Loki had nearly decided to start climbing down himself, but then he’d heard a pained grunt and a thud, and Thor had appeared over the edge a moment later, dirty and bleeding from a scrape along his forehead, but whole.

Now, after Loki has dragged Thor to his feet, shoved him up against the side of the cliff, and told him off for being a reckless idiot and scaring Loki half to death, his heart rate has begun to slow and even out, and he lets his gaze fall to Thor’s mouth, where his bottom lip has been bloodied.

“It’s alright, brother. I’m fine,” Thor says for the fifth time, and Loki ignores him, reaching up to dab away the blood with the edge of his sleeve, but the skin beneath it is unbroken.

“It’s just from my head, I think,” Thor tells him, voice low and quiet, lips brushing against the heel of Loki’s hand as he speaks. “I’m alright, Loki. I promise.”

His anger and anxiety have faded into background noise, but the adrenalin still has him lightheaded and giddy, and so he decides to blame that when he removes his hand kisses Thor soundly.

He supposes that Thor must be feeling the same rush, since he wastes no time in kissing him back.


Apparently tonight’s theme is Mouth Staring.

“right to the good parts” prompts

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