- that's distracting. what are you doing with that mouth, just stop. loki's train of thought is jumping from the rails, set further off course with each successive press of thor's mouth. he's always been close with his brother, but this? is this right? is this something they should be doing? is it just the influence of the chip, and nothing more? loki cannot deny how .. how easy it feels, to be this close with him, how natural, as if they were meant to be this way. it raises so many questions in his mind but he cannot find the focus to address them.
instead he falls silent, his eyelids dropping low, his breath skipping as his body tenses. loki is hyper aware of thor's proximity, of the heat of his body and the strong press of his hands, of the feel of his brother's mouth against his face. without thought loki turns his head to direct thor's kisses along his jaw, toward his ear and throat where he wants them. ]
This is .. ahh .. [ even his voice is tremulous, and loki's words are a sigh, his hands tightening their grip in thor's tunic, loosening again, sliding up his chest toward his shoulders. ] Should we .. ? We should probably --
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- that's distracting. what are you doing with that mouth, just stop. loki's train of thought is jumping from the rails, set further off course with each successive press of thor's mouth. he's always been close with his brother, but this? is this right? is this something they should be doing? is it just the influence of the chip, and nothing more? loki cannot deny how .. how easy it feels, to be this close with him, how natural, as if they were meant to be this way. it raises so many questions in his mind but he cannot find the focus to address them.
instead he falls silent, his eyelids dropping low, his breath skipping as his body tenses. loki is hyper aware of thor's proximity, of the heat of his body and the strong press of his hands, of the feel of his brother's mouth against his face. without thought loki turns his head to direct thor's kisses along his jaw, toward his ear and throat where he wants them. ]
This is .. ahh .. [ even his voice is tremulous, and loki's words are a sigh, his hands tightening their grip in thor's tunic, loosening again, sliding up his chest toward his shoulders. ] Should we .. ? We should probably --