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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Thor_(Comics), Journey_into_Mystery, Thor_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Loki/Thor
  Character:
      Thor_(Marvel), Kid_Loki_(Marvel)_-_Character, Loki_(Marvel)
  Additional Tags:
      Blow_Jobs, shameless_fluff, Remix
  Collections:
      Avengers_Remix_(Round_Two)
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-03 Words: 1845
****** In the web that is my own I begin again ******
by kimmu
Summary
     Thor says yes.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
  This work was inspired by
      All_I_am_is_the_bones_you_made_for_me by cm_(mumblemutter)
Thor had already forgotten most of the conflict, tunic stained in places from
the ichor of the magical constructs he fought this time and left rumpled on the
floor, by the time he’d secluded himself in his chambers. The battle was an all
too brief distraction from the prickling electricity that still crawled over
his skin with the knowledge of what anniversary the day marked.
Loki.
It felt like he’d only blinked since he first felt the gnawing need to have his
brother by his side once more and found himself opening his eyes to a boy
finally growing into the body of a young man. A very well formed young man who
with each movement grew closer to the elegant brother who ruled Thor’s memories
and with each word drifted farther away from him. Thor ached for the brother he
had had, and more disturbingly, ached for the brother he currently possessed.
It grew more difficult to deny Loki with each attempt he made to bridge the gap
between brothers and something more, Thor’s resolve to not sully the boy broke
just a little bit more each time Loki proved he was nothing like Thor
remembered and yet entirely Loki.
Thor sighed and lowered his face to his hands and tried to rub some of the
tension from his brow. He didn't bother to look up when he heard the door to
his chamber open and close quietly. He knew it was Loki before the knob had
turned.
The bed dipped lightly as Loki crawled on it to settle next to Thor. The bare
skin of his arm pressed against Thor’s. It was soft and cool and the shock went
straight to Thor’s groin.
“This is not the time.”
“It is never the time,” Loki said simply as his head fell to rest against
Thor’s shoulder. His hair was soft and Thor couldn't stop the shiver it caused
as the silky strands slid over his skin. He could almost feel the smile he knew
was on Loki’s face at his reaction and allowed him to tug his hands away from
his face.
Loki placed something light and sweet smelling in his hand. It was a cupcake.
Dark chocolate.
“Look, it’s my birthday,” Loki said as he licked his lips. His smile grew
wider. Thor knew it was because Loki had caught him watching the path of his
tongue . “You should ask me what I want.”
“That is always a dangerous question when it comes to you.”
“But you should ask me anyway.”
Thor snorted indelicately and looked down at the little pastry in his hands.
Thor had always been the one to prefer vanilla, not Loki. The bitter sweetness
of chocolate was more his taste. He raised his eyes back up to Loki’s face and
knew he could deny him absolutely nothing in that moment. “What do you want?”
“So, so many things, Thor, that I could spend all night listing them out for
you. But,” Loki paused, his cheeks turning pink though he didn't look away from
Thor’s direct gaze, “None of them matter when the one thing that I have always
truly desired most has been denied me.”
“You deserve better,” Thor said simply as he set the cupcake down on the low
table next to the bed. His hand looked so large still as he cupped Loki’s warm
cheek and stroked his thumb over the curve of his cheekbone.
Loki shook his head and turned to nuzzle into Thor’s hand. He pressed his lips
to the calloused skin of Thor’s palm. “I am sure most would say the opposite is
true.”
Thor sucked in a harsh breath at the feel of the softness of Loki’s lips
against his own skin. “They are wrong. You deserve something pure and bright
and new, and all I have to offer is myself, worn as I am.”
“You truly are the biggest idiot, Thor,” Loki said, a bit exasperated but also
fond, as he darted forward to close the distance between them, finally claiming
Thor’s lips as his own in a kiss.
Thor steadied the boy in his arms, guided the kiss from an eager but messy
attack on his mouth to something slick and good and steadfastly ignored the
memories that it dredged up of other kisses from long ago. His hands moved down
Loki’s body to rest on his slender hips, and Thor easily lifted his brother to
settle him firmly on his lap, slim thighs bracketing Thor’s own massive ones,
and pulled him close. Loki squirmed as he settled himself more comfortably atop
Thor’s bulk, and the movement went straight to Thor’s cock.
Loki broke the kiss to smile most wickedly at Thor and rocked his hips again,
this time firmly making contact with the swelling hardness between Thor’s legs.
“You have no idea how long I have wanted this.” He was starting to sound
breathless and all the more desirable for the huskiness winding its way into
his voice.
Thor groaned and grabbed at Loki’s backside and squeezed the firm muscle there,
which drew a yelp of surprise out of his little brother that left Thor laughing
softly. “I am sorry then, for making you wait,” he said as he kissed the pout
off of Loki’s mouth. Now that he’d allowed himself to reach out and touch Loki
there was no holding back the sheer want and rightness he felt with him in his
arms.
Thor gave Loki’s ass one last squeeze before lifting up to catch the bottom of
his tunic in his hands to draw it up. It revealed the pale expanse of Loki’s
stomach, no longer covered in the softness of baby fat but toned and lean, with
even a small scattering of dark hairs leading down below his navel to disappear
into his leggings. The bulge that was pressing against the leggings was larger
than Thor had expected, and he raised an eyebrow at his brother. Loki shrugged
and raised his arms to allow Thor to pull his tunic up and over his head.
Thor’s hands settled back on Loki’s hips as he bent over him to start with soft
kisses across the delicate span of Loki’s collarbones and then downwards. He
blew warm breath across one of Loki’s pale pink nipples and watched it pebble
before he latched onto it. Thor started off with soft suction before he caught
the bud in his teeth and bit down hard enough for Loki to cry out. He let go of
the nipple and soothed the sore flesh with his tongue before he moved to the
other to give it the same treatment. He did it again and again, switching
between each tempting nipple, until Loki was rutting against Thor’s stomach
with abandon, both nipples stiff, red peaks shiny with saliva.
“Patience is a virtue neither of us possess, Thor,” Loki whined as he pushed at
his brother’s head and tried to move him down and away from his aching chest.
“In this, for you, I have infinite patience,” Thor said and gave a nipple one
last tweak before he continued his slow descent downwards. He paid attention to
each stretch of smooth skin as he sucked and nibbled and learned the new map of
Loki’s body. When he reached his navel, Thor licked into the tempting
depression and nipped at the soft skin of Loki’s belly below until he was
stopped by the band of the leggings Loki still wore. In spite of how much Loki
had grown in the years since Thor had brought him back, Thor still lifted him
easily off of his lap to settle comfortably against the mound of pillows and
furs that covered the massive bed.
He slid his fingers underneath the waist of Loki’s leggings and paused, waited
for a nod of encouragement and rolled eyes before drawing them down his
brother’s legs. Thor tossed the garment to the floor and took in the length of
Loki’s body now bare before him. His little brother’s cock curved a flushed
pink against his stomach, long and well formed and entirely too tempting.
Thor took a bony ankle in hand, rubbing soothing fingers over up and over
Loki’s toned calf, and moved it to the side to make room for his considerable
bulk. He kissed his way up Loki’s thighs and drew closer to the pretty cock
waiting for him. When he arrived at his destination, he licked over the seam in
the center of Loki’s balls before he palmed both of the plump orbs and squeezed
them gently. Loki groaned, and Thor pressed his tongue hard against the
prominent vein running the length of Loki’s cock and upwards. He dropped his
hold on Loki’s balls to take hold of his cock and give it a firm stroke. It was
hot and heavy in his hand, and already the head was forcing its way free. Thor
was rewarded with a sweet moan as he peeled back the foreskin the rest of the
way to expose the darker red head. It was already sticky with precome when Thor
ran the rough pad of his thumb over the slit, and he licked the wetness off his
finger with a wicked grin of his own.
“Thor,” Loki panted and kicked at Thor’s side with his heel.
“Did I not say I had patience, brother?” Thor grinned and finally took pity on
the boy. He wrapped his lips around his brother’s cock, pleased at finally
having the taste and weight of him back on tongue, and started to suck. Loki’s
hips thrust upwards, forcing himself the rest of the way into Thor’s mouth with
little care for decorum in these things. Thor took it.
His nose hit the trembling muscles of Loki’s belly as Loki’s cock hit the back
of his throat, and Thor swallowed reflexively. He spread Loki’s legs even
farther apart to pin them to the bed at the knees, leaving Loki spread wide and
open, and let him continue to fuck into his mouth as he pleased to chase his
release. Thor curved his tongue around the length of Loki’s cock, licking into
the weeping slit each time Loki withdrew, until he felt Loki’s thighs tense and
thrusts grow sloppy before coming with a shout down Thor’s throat. Thor
swallowed the mouthful of come with ease and continued to suck until Loki was
swatting at his head from the over sensitivity of his cock. He let him finally
let him go with one last shudder inducing suck to the head and rested his chin
on Loki’s thigh.
Loki’s chest was heaving and flushed as he came down from his high, and his
eyes were an even dreamier shade of green as he smiled. Thor felt his heart
clench at how beautiful his brother was.
“That was, as the mortals say, fucking awesome.”
Thor couldn't stop his bark of laughter. “Loki, brother, I know I have been
remiss in the past but no more. Never doubt that you are my heart and that I
love you.”
End Notes
     I love the original fic with the fire of a thousand suns, and for
     that, I apologize for using it to write this much less amazing fic.
     But I felt like Thor deserved a little POV time and that Loki
     deserved a little fun.
     The title is a lyric shamelessly taken from Stevie Nicks' Edge of
     Seventeen.
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