after that first day at school they always were together – side-by-side. and Thor thought it’ll be forever..until he notice that something’s come between them.
I’ve never seen anything like the way you handled that. I’m just so moved.
It’s not the first time some assholes have hassled him after the show. There are always guys who don’t get it, who are frightened by Loki and everything he is. They always wait for him to be alone.
Loki can roll with the punches and he gives as good as he gets. He learned to fight from his mother and sister and he fights to draw blood – nails scratching, pulling hair, kicking the legs out from under the bastards who only think with their fists. Loki fights fast and he fights dirty because he knows he’s cornered.
One of them grabs hold of his arms, pinning them to his sides and another strikes him across the jaw. Loki knows it’s going to bruise, but he licks the blood on his now split-lip and smiles.
“That all you got?” he asks.
His mother could never teach him when to back down.
The guy draws his fist back, readying himself for another punch and Loki hopes the guy will be happy with just breaking his nose or giving him a black eye.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
The voice that interrupts them is like thunder. It is awe-inspiring and complete silence follows it.
Loki turns his head, just to catch sight of the guy.
He’s thick, built, with long blonde hair and miles and miles of tanned skin. He should be in a gym, or on the cover of a fitness magazine, not standing under a streetlight watching two guys fuck up Loki’s make-up and his face.
Loki feels dread build in his stomach.
This guy isn’t going to stop what’s happening. He might even join in.
“I said, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” the man repeats, his words coming out a growl.
He moves fast.
Loki hears a snap – bones breaking – and then the man who punched him his howling in pain. His friend lets go of Loki and Loki ducks away from trouble, just far enough to watch his blonde hero headbutt the guy in the face and knock him out cold.
“We need to get out of here,” he says, tugging at his hero’s arm. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen, but we need to get out of here.”
The guy nods. He looks dazed. Loki isn’t sure if it’s from the headbutt or if he’s just realized he fought two men – committed assault – to protect a complete stranger.
Loki hates himself for wearing boots that have such a spiked heel. It makes running so much harder.
“I’m Thor,” his hero says, jogging beside Loki as if this is simply leisurely for him.
“Loki,” says Loki. He’s feels breathless.
“Oh, I know,” Thor says. “I really like your band.”
Loki glances at him, a smile stretching his sore mouth.
“You like Glam Rock?”
“Well, I like you,” Thor says. “Hey, where are we going?”
“Back to mine,” Loki says, grabbing hold of Thor’s hand so he can hold it while they run.
Loki Gasped ( by special request for the incredible and talented @satanssyn-n-things.)
Loki lay spent, his body quivering ever so softly even now.
Thor was draped over him, grace and strength, watching him intently, one of his large hands stroking alone Loki’s jaw, his blue eyes focused on his flushed, exhausted face. Tears of their passion lingered in Loki’s eyes, clung to his thick lashes and his mouth was kiss swollen, red because of Thor’s attention to it.
He glowed as he lay over Loki, his body pinned Loki’s down, pressing him into the bedding so all Loki felt was Thor, nothing else. He raised his eyes to Thor’s, seeing the words even before he spoke them.
“You know I love this face you make” Thor whispered against Loki’s collarbone, igniting yet more passion within him again “the face you make just after you’ve come. It’s like you’re suffering, but you want more of it”
He kissed his neck and felt his pulse jump to meet his warm mouth.
“And I will give you more” Thor promised, writing a trail of passion down Loki’s chest, his belly and to the trembling thighs that glistened and tensed as Thor lowered his head to please Loki once more.
“You just stay where you are” Thor ordered as his hands held Loki’s thighs and parted them once more for his tongue.
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.”
This is a 100x times better knowing that the illustrator for the Lucifer comic, Lee Garbett, is the same one who did Loki: Agent of Asgard.
!!!!!!!!!
*bad french accent* eh, how do you say, eh,
HOLY SHIT
Can we also talk about the fact that Thor is an angel with peacock wings and Loki is, apparently, the son of a preacher or other devout Christian? Lee Garbett basically turned the writer’s scenario into a Thorki AU… and got it published.
Loki is the Philosopher King 