[The rutting stops for a moment, and Thor leans back to watch as Loki drags hands over him, whines and finally opens his belt. It's endearing, to watch Loki struggle with something unfamiliar, and thrilling, to figure form the action his intentions. A more patient Thor would sit, and let him puzzle through it let Loki undress him piece by piece, and enjoy the slow exploration of his hands.]
[But Thor is rarely patient. Only when he need be, and now, like this, there is a starkly different sort of need in him. One that doesn't involve patience.]
[He catches both of Loki's wrists in one hand and stands, pulling Loki over his shoulder by his wrists as he does, and he carries him this way. He smiles as he does like a cat with his caught mouse, and with a hand held across Loki's thighs to keep him on his shoulder, he walks the short distance it takes to find Loki's bed, and drop him into it.]
[Then he sets about undressing himself of armor, intentions bluntly clear as he stands watching Loki with predatory blue eyes, and removes armor piece by piece with ease born of practice.]
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[But Thor is rarely patient. Only when he need be, and now, like this, there is a starkly different sort of need in him. One that doesn't involve patience.]
[He catches both of Loki's wrists in one hand and stands, pulling Loki over his shoulder by his wrists as he does, and he carries him this way. He smiles as he does like a cat with his caught mouse, and with a hand held across Loki's thighs to keep him on his shoulder, he walks the short distance it takes to find Loki's bed, and drop him into it.]
[Then he sets about undressing himself of armor, intentions bluntly clear as he stands watching Loki with predatory blue eyes, and removes armor piece by piece with ease born of practice.]