Tag: thunderfrost

golikethatcat:

satanssyn-n-things:

golikethatcat:

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.

Loki gasped.

@golikethatcat

THIS was my prompt! I tried my best but @satanssyn-n-things is too good!

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.” 

thor and loki’s thirst for each other is so intense that they literally fucked in another universe…i’m not even kidding the dc comic lucifer has two male characters who seem to be based on aoa thor and loki and they’re in a relationship. look at this shit: pbs(.)twimg(.)com/media/DY1VwHzV4AA4pf9?format=jpg

sexualthorientation:

thorkidumpster:

topthor:

taranoire:

HOLY SHIT

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.

fourletterwordsstartingwithl:

pinknoonicorn:

mangaka-soldier:

marty-mc:

Quick sketch inspired by this and this.

I imagine old Thor to grasp Loki’s hand every time they are together cause he’s afraid that his brother would slip away leaving him forever so he squeezes hard and never lets go. Sometimes Loki doesn’t mind this gesture and holds Thor’s hand back.

And what if one day, as they are both sitting like in the picture, Thor squeezes Loki’s hand and then it relaxes his grip, so Loki looks at him with a smile because he’s in a teasing mood, only to find Thor’s eyes meeting his, unfocused, still. Loki’s smile vanished and swallows, squeezing back, waiting for a response, anything. Thor’s hand feels limp in his grip, and he knows.

Thor has left him.

But Loki, being Loki, gives a final sigh of relief as he lets go of the last of his seidr, all that’s been tethering him to life for centuries now, knowing that finally, in death, he and Thor will never be parted. This one last act of selflessness has guaranteed him his place next to Thor in the afterlife. The Universe is in balance at long last…

This was beautiful… my heart is hurting and I need a hug

thorki #4 please? bed-sharing on a tiny bed

wouldyouknowmore:

I feel like this took me forever 😀 

Prompt: We slept in the same bed for space reasons but now we’re just waking up and there’s something about your bleary eyes and mussed hair

Damn, I’m a sucker for bed-sharing. 

Being royalty should afford them certain privileges, Thor would have said with certainty yesterday evening, but when the owner of the inn had shown them to a tiny room in the attic with one bed and a pail in one corner to catch the rainwater leaking in through the roof, he’d been forced to reevaluate.

Thor had protested, then threatened, and when neither of those worked, Loki had attempted flattery and charm, but the innkeeper had only waved a hand at them dismissively, said, “Take it or don’t—I’m going back to bed,” and shuffled back down the stairs.

Now, with the morning light filling the room and his brother’s elbow lodged firmly in his side, Thor stirs with a groan and attempts to settle onto his back. But the bed is narrow, and as soon as he shifts, Loki’s shoving back and mumbling curses under his breath, still half-asleep. It takes some doing (and some pinching), but Thor manages to scoot him over without sustaining serious injury, and once Loki has grumbled his way onto his stomach and given up on vengeance for being disturbed, Thor lies back with a sigh.

It’s early yet, judging by the soft light, and Thor gets lost a moment watching the dust particles in the air while he slowly wakes up, following one tiny speck of fluff as it floats down in a meandering path and settles in Loki’s hair. It’s a bit of a mess, dark curls spread over the pillow, and knowing that Loki will correct that the moment he wakes up, he appreciates the sight of it while he can, and the way the sunlight turns it into a halo when Loki turns his head.

“What?” Loki says, yawning. His eyes are heavy-lidded with sleep, but Thor finds himself fascinated with the play of light on his lashes, the hint of pale green behind them.

Loki is beautiful. He’s always known this. But up close, with his guard down, a hint of stubble on his chin, and parted lips, Thor’s unable to look away.

His tongue appears between his teeth then, a flash of pink as he says Thor’s name in question, and Thor follows it, leaning up and pressing their lips together before he can reconsider.

That Loki only hesitates half a second before responding should tell Thor something very important, but the feel of his brother’s mouth on his, the slide of Loki’s tongue over his lips and hands slipping up his chest, is plenty for now. The way that Loki hums when Thor gets a handful of dark curls and pulls Loki over on top of him is even better.


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