fairy-changeling:

No one can blame Loki for this. 

He did not set out to seduce Odin’s son. Thor came to him and Loki was weak-willed and powerless in the face of such desire. 

No one would refuse Thor. 

Thor found him in Iðunn’s orchard and Loki fast forgot the mischief that had brought him there when Thor’s needs became apparent. 

Thor cannot take an

æsir

man, cannot make him ergi, but Loki is different. Loki has always been ergi and there is no shame in the son of Odin taking Loki. 

Thor’s cock is thick and long, and Loki’s fingers do not quite meet around its girth. Thor is nervous, troubled that he will not fit, but Loki sinks down hungrily, swallowing Thor’s cock deep in his tight hole with very little resistance. 

He rides Thor like that, head thrown back, as the branches of the apple trees dapple light over them. 

“Do you like it?” Thor asks him, his fingers stroking over Loki’s hips, light and gentle. “Loki, do you?”

“Yes,” Loki gasps, so full that he knows he will crave this again, that he will seek his satisfaction from Thor over and over if the man is willing. He cups Thor’s face in his hands and presses a messy kiss to his mouth. “You are good, Thor. You are very good. You please me.”