[He can't help it! Plus, the flushing is still rather adorable...]
Why must it be complicated? I have loved you from the moment I laid eyes upon you. Perhaps it's a different sort of love now, but it doesn't have to be more complicated than that.
[ his heart thrills at the sound of those words and loki returns thor's kisses with wholehearted enthusiasm, winding his arms around his brother's neck. ]
[ loki smirks, as he pushes thor down, straddling his waist once more. his fingers follow his lips, trailing lower as his teeth graze the edge of thor's neck, sharp and sweet. ]
[ loki sucks bruises on his skin before tugging away at any clothing thor might have, vanishing it away with magic. his tongue teasingly circles a nipple before his lips close around it. ]
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[He shrugs his shoulders.]
Are you not?
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I . . . am as well.
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[He gives a playful smile.]
If you think you can handle it, I mean...
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Of course I can. Just you wait, Odinson. You will be well and truly bedded.
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[He leans up to try to catch Loki in a proper kiss.]
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Loki...
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[ he breaks the kiss apart reluctantly before pushing thor down on the bed. ]
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Loki...
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Yes?
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I was simply thinking that I love you, brother.
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What is so simple about it?
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Why must it be complicated? I have loved you from the moment I laid eyes upon you. Perhaps it's a different sort of love now, but it doesn't have to be more complicated than that.
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Truly?
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[And even if he tried, Loki would surely see through them so easily.]
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Say it again.
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[Both of them are equally as true after all.]
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[He reaches up to tangle a hand into his hair in an attempt to pull him down for another kiss.]
I love you, brother.
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Show me how much you feel the same, Loki.
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Loki...
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[ loki sucks bruises on his skin before tugging away at any clothing thor might have, vanishing it away with magic. his tongue teasingly circles a nipple before his lips close around it. ]
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[He sighs out, fingers tangling through his hair loosely as he looks down at him, props himself up enough to see.
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