[There is something insidious here. Thor feels it, is aware of it. He's heard the same explanation of it three times now (...or four? Three, he thinks) it feels, though only the last is clear in his head. Pleasure, this place insists upon them. But Thor holds no issue with their goals, only their methods. He would happily give and take pleasure here were they not scattering his people, stealing his strength, and trying to control him. They might have asked.]
[The idea itself he doesn't argue. And so he feels their attempts to control him, and fights the ones that try to keep him tame. He angers when some quiet voice tells him to remain calm, and seeks violence as much as air when images in his mind show serene visions, the chip whispering contentment. Every moment of this, he fights.]
[But the desire for closeness-- The curling want that's in him always here, a priority itching under his skin like never before-- The need to touch and feel and seek pleasure in others-- These things he sees no reason to fight. Not when it's Loki he is urged to be close to, grab and hold, and touch, and still want more of it. They can urge him to this all they like, and Thor would do much the same at home, to some less extent.]
[And since he is bothered by it not at all, he hums in answer to Loki's question, while he distracts himself with kisses to Loki's forehead, his nose, his cheeks, and all the skin of his face but his mouth that he might continue his thought.]
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[The idea itself he doesn't argue. And so he feels their attempts to control him, and fights the ones that try to keep him tame. He angers when some quiet voice tells him to remain calm, and seeks violence as much as air when images in his mind show serene visions, the chip whispering contentment. Every moment of this, he fights.]
[But the desire for closeness-- The curling want that's in him always here, a priority itching under his skin like never before-- The need to touch and feel and seek pleasure in others-- These things he sees no reason to fight. Not when it's Loki he is urged to be close to, grab and hold, and touch, and still want more of it. They can urge him to this all they like, and Thor would do much the same at home, to some less extent.]
[And since he is bothered by it not at all, he hums in answer to Loki's question, while he distracts himself with kisses to Loki's forehead, his nose, his cheeks, and all the skin of his face but his mouth that he might continue his thought.]