Formerly VeridianKing

By the gods, he had missed this.

Trembling hands reached up to cautiously the one he loved, one going to rest on his chest while the other cupped the side of his neck, only breaking away to breathe.

“D-Don’t be sorry…just don’t leave me again…” Not able to help himself, he kissed him, drawn to him in way that he didn’t even possible.

“Mine... always mine.”

He knew he shouldn’t be doing this

Thor had nursed him back to health, staying by his side through every agonizing moment, listening to him cry for his missed lover and ultimately, begging him to forget about the one who had stolen his heart. Told him over and over again that  he did not deserve this pain.

But he did not care if the god of thunder was right. He wanted this.

How cruel is fate. 

“You should have moved on.... Thor was to ensure you moved on..” 

Loki murmured the words, more meant for himself then for Kili. But they existed in the air regardless, lingering between them as the god stared down in quiet awe and pain at his former lover. “I’m so sorry...”

Fingers traced over cheekbones, down the line of his jaw and Loki indulged himself without care. A selfish kiss, more possessive then the last. As if he could slip inside Kili and claim him once more. 

Loki being shockingly polite.

Bonus (Loki being polite even as Odin):

“Y-You love me? Another trick, god of lies?” He did not pull away from the touch to his cheek. It had been so deeply missed and often dreamed about that the thought of pulling away from him was just as painful as the act itself.

“You have no right to decide what is best for me or what I can endure. That is my choice. IF you had wanted to leave me…or felt that being with a mortal was beneath you…” His voice cracked, worrying his bottom lip anxiously. “I-I never wanted you to be unhappy, to feel that I was burden…”

Despite everything, how could he love Loki so fiercely? Wanting nothing more than to believe that the other loved him…

“Oh Kili…”

Those veridian green eyes flicker, drifting between pity and affection, knowing he should hurt Kili. Knowing that he should hold by the decision he had made all those months ago to sacrifice the love he held for the other man’s safety. That those broken pieces of the man’s heart ought to be shattered beyond belief now - except he can’t bring himself to.

Frigga would have been both proud and irate.

He could almost see her disapproval, brought on by the crass words he had  once used to cut into Kili’s worth.