[ oh, bother! thor, you're making this very difficult. that cautious little voice at the back of his mind is growing smaller and smaller, thor is muffling it, suffocating it with his mouth and his hands. is he really so okay with this? does he truly have no qualms whatsoever, no thoughts, no hesitances?
of course not, this is thor. thor thinks with his body, and his hands, and that blasted chip in his brain surely isn't helping his already scant inhibitions. it is not that loki does not want this - oh no, surely the chip says otherwise - but there are just so many questions, so many questions, so many questions .. is there something about their relationship that loki is not privy to? something that makes this so thoughtlessly easy for thor? ]
Oh, hang it all.
[ with thor's breath at his ear and throat loki cannot hope to fight it. his arms close tightly around his brother's neck and shoulders, his body urged forward until he is pressed close, until he sits astride his brother's lap. questions will have to wait. there will be time, after.
.. after what? after, well - after they finish with whatever this is. loki doesn't care anymore, he doesn't want to think anymore, he is struggling hopelessly against the tide and it is simply so much easier to swim with the current instead. to adapt, as he is so accustomed to doing. at the very least he is with thor, he is warm and he is safe; there is no other he can think to ever want to be so close with, except perhaps .. ah, no, no, loki stamps that train of thought immediately, grinds it out and shuts his eyes, pressing himself flush to his brother's body. ]
Do what you will, Thor. Damn me, but this is what I want.
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of course not, this is thor. thor thinks with his body, and his hands, and that blasted chip in his brain surely isn't helping his already scant inhibitions. it is not that loki does not want this - oh no, surely the chip says otherwise - but there are just so many questions, so many questions, so many questions .. is there something about their relationship that loki is not privy to? something that makes this so thoughtlessly easy for thor? ]
Oh, hang it all.
[ with thor's breath at his ear and throat loki cannot hope to fight it. his arms close tightly around his brother's neck and shoulders, his body urged forward until he is pressed close, until he sits astride his brother's lap. questions will have to wait. there will be time, after.
.. after what? after, well - after they finish with whatever this is. loki doesn't care anymore, he doesn't want to think anymore, he is struggling hopelessly against the tide and it is simply so much easier to swim with the current instead. to adapt, as he is so accustomed to doing. at the very least he is with thor, he is warm and he is safe; there is no other he can think to ever want to be so close with, except perhaps .. ah, no, no, loki stamps that train of thought immediately, grinds it out and shuts his eyes, pressing himself flush to his brother's body. ]
Do what you will, Thor. Damn me, but this is what I want.