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[callshimsammy]

The Intimacy Meme
Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is

Comments

Thor - Thor/The Avengers [movie-verse] - OTA

[notyet_king]

ooc: previous CR is preferred, and slash with Avengers is a-ok, too. :3

5- shower | Thor x loki - Thor/The Avengers

[just_a_relic]

(just wanna check if that one is what you'd want to do before i start tagging~)

if it's okay to be in Asgard? and maybe pre-movie so less angst? :3

[notyet_king]

[the flow of the water is smooth and sears his skin from the wash of the jets over his bare skin. Thor's hair lengthens as it grows heavier, silkier.. and he sighs. All but arching his back into it.]

Oh yes, most definately. I think i need less angst in my tagging choices. Lol

[just_a_relic]

Its been a very long day, sparring with his brother definately gave you every opportunity of combat but sometimes- alright, most times, it really does exhaust the raven haired god. Loki had thought that he'd be alone when taking a shower, but hearing the pattering of the water told him otherwise. Immediately, the younger god disrobed and wrapped his arms around his older brother, ignoring the height difference as he brushed his lips against the small of thor's back. They were brothers, unseparable and that brotherhood had blossomed into something more. Intimate. A joining of bodies, loki remembered quite fondly. But he was quiet, someone had bothered him today and it wasn't just something to underlook.

mm, it may be hard to fluff with the big guy but i prefer him to have some! :3

[notyet_king]

You are brooding. [he speaks with amusement, a low rumbling chuckle setting in his chest as he leans back to the younger slowly. He yearns to turn, to look at him.. but he knows he will probably forget his questions if he does - and it did not do well to always dismiss. He could be hurt - Loki just hid it well.] Tell me.

Oh yes~ somehow we'll make it work.

[just_a_relic]

His brother knew him so well. He was brooding. Brooding over the fact that somebody had called him something- no, not such a pithy threat would loki allow himself to take to heart, but this time... The words sliced his very soul that he nearly shudders against their wet bodies. "it's nothing, brother." he mumbles against the others skin- feeling great comfort in the way thor's chuckle vibrated upon his own lips. It made him tighten his hold on the other. But he even surprised himself when he said, "i just- someone always ends up taunting me, thor. Saying I have no right being here. that.." a pause to brush his lips against the others back, once more and then he whispered in obvious hurt, "..that i have no purpose."

[notyet_king]

[he frowns, a little insulted on his behalf - how dare anyone taunt either son of the All-Father. Of course, he's worried for his distress also, but his pride wins out first so he declares, abruply.] You shouldn't have let it lie... did you punish them?

[his arms tighten slowly about him as he turns into his body, showing his concern for him there, if not in words.]

[just_a_relic]

Loki was ashamed of himself. Ashamed that he couldn't have retorted back to that man- it was unforgivable and yet...the raven haired god saw some truth in the words. He was living in his brothers shadow, he was only protected because of his family. Instead of speaking his mind, loki only looked away as the other turned to his attention. No, he hadn't punished them because that's what he always ends up doing when someone has an advantage over him. To do nothing because he knows there was no way for him to be the victor.

[notyet_king]

Loki. [he doesn't like that faraway look. He wants his attention upon him. Foolishly so, Thor believe all such worry could be drawn away by action. Whether it be his fists upon the faces of the ones who dared insult his brother.. or his lips against this pale, smooth skin. He's not sure which he prefers in his moment.. pressing soft kisses along his neck.] Loki.

[just_a_relic]

He wasn't even paying attention, loki had loosened his hold on his brother and was nearly about to let go and brood alot more by himself but he heard his name the first time and answered as he remained looking anywhere else besides thor, "yes?" and then he heard his name a second time but instead, he felt lips meet his wet skin and he cursed to himself at how readily he accepted this form of affection from the taller man. "what is it, thor?" before he knew it, his hand had roamed up the others chest as he caught thor's lips onto his own. It made his heart flutter everytime they did this, but that didn't mean loki believed just this intimacy would convince him he really was someone with a purpose.

[notyet_king]

Do not think, Loki. [and to Thor this was enough, an end to his pain he had done himself. When he touched his brother, how Loki would give to it so easily, willing.. he loved it. He felt power from this touch, a dominance over him, yes - but possessiveness too. No one could have this, but him. And no one would hurt Loki, but him, if it ever happened...] Be with me. Here.

[just_a_relic]

Oh how truly naive and simple minded his dear brother was. To ask loki not to think was like asking thor to refrain from fighting when he was spoken against. Much like in this very situation where loki himself, found him in. It was strange, but he honestly could imagine the other would shake worlds for him if he requested it. Not that he would, but he found great comfort in thinking this among many other things. "i know how easy that would be for your simple mind to do, but i can't. There's nothing in all the nine realms that could." he looks up at his brother for a moment and answers, "i am here, thor. In our shower.." he silently closes his eyes briefly as he brushes their wet shafts together in an almost playful manner. "brother, i...i just really need you right now." please don't make me beg.

[notyet_king]

[he growled, only seeing the insult there for the moment. His hand curved over his hip, dragging him closer to collide firmly against his body as he kisses him again, roughly.]

Yes.. I know. [and he would wait, because he wished it. Just because Loki was insulted, didn't mean he could do so with him.]

[just_a_relic]

Loki daringly smiled, as if the insult were intended to rile the taller man up, so he would be some recipient of thor's wrath. His brothers anger- of the mild kind, always did get him off. He was like a moth to a flame, drawing more closer until both their manhoods pressed against eachother and made loki groan in lust, painfully slow thor was drawing this out. "brother.. The love i have for you, knows no bounds.." reaching up to thor's neck, passed then to those marvelous lips, loki said through his lustful gaze, "show me how much you love me..." emphasizing with the act of pressing himself even closer to thor as he deepened their kiss.

[notyet_king]

I do love you - [it's as if his insistance is meaning to question Thor's feelings in return. His body arched into his, possessive, hard. He hadn't a care for being rough with him - Loki even seemed to enjoy it.] - Be still.

[his teeth rake over his jaw softly, he kisses under his raised chin, feeling the tremour of his throat. Laughter, shiver of pleasure, maybe both. He doesn't care. All will come. His brother would writher for him. Thor's fingers close over his shaft, stroking him to hardness.]

Damn, to loki, that icon you used is like a bitchslap to the face~

[just_a_relic]

It's almost as if that confession wasn't enough for loki, perhaps this wasn't a smart idea. For all he knew, with thor spending so much time with his friends... How does he know that his brother hadn't got on with sif? Or any number of women? Or men, there was no way to tell. The god of mischief would never trust himself with anyone if thor ended up betraying him. "do you."

The god ends up shivering with pleasure and a bit of coldness, but he immediately warms up when thor's big and firm hand is upon him, stroking him and loki hums in delight. "oh yes, this..." he had somehow managed not to form any thoughts other than, 'yes, more. Faster.'