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Loki could see the humming of Steve’s temper from across the room, though he hadn’t spoken a word. “There were other options,” he said, at length. “You knew there were other options.” 

“Perhaps,” Loki said. He paced over to Steve, who turned on him in a flash. 

“Did you think about them?” Loki studied Steve’s face, trying to decide which was the better answer. 

“Would you feel better if I said I did not?” he asked, finally, instead of answering. Steve’s face pinched. 

“This isn’t about what makes me feel better,” Steve said. “This is about a man who’s dead. Who you killed.” Loki shrugged. 

“You did not have the means to contain him. Eventually he would have broken free. Killed more. Perhaps killed you.” 

“Or perhaps not,” Steve said loudly. “We don’t do preemptive strikes, Loki.”

“You don’t,” Loki said. “I am not an Avenger.” 

“I don’t mean ‘we’ as in just the Avengers, I mean good people!” Steve said, his voice rising. Loki felt his mouth twist into a wry smile. 

“I am not that either.” Steve’s whole body tensed and he looked like he might vibrate out of his skin. Go on, a part of Loki thought. Strike me. Even knowing Steve would not, a part of him still craved it. He took a step closer to Steve. “Tell me I was wrong to do it.” 

“You were wrong to do it,” Steve said, eyes narrowed and jaw set. “But-”

“Tell me it was bad,” Loki purred, leaning in, letting his breath mingle with Steve’s. “Say it.” He let his tongue flick out across Steve’s lower lip, felt them part and heard Steve swallow. 

“Loki,” Steve said warningly, his voice rough. Loki closed the last slight distance between them and kissed Steve, slow and deep. 

Steve pushed him away and took two sharp steps back. “Stop it,” he said harshly. “You’re not - whatever you’re trying to do. Stop it. I’m angry at you and you’re not going to make it go away.”

I wwant it

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Please write this!!!

Favourite positions? They both like when Loki is on top riding Steve. Missionary is good too - Steve likes it because it’s face to face, which is why he doesn’t tend to prefer sex where one of them is kneeling behind the other. (Loki likes it, though. Loki tends to like most positions at least a little.) Wall sex is another one Loki likes but Steve is a little less into, mostly because it’s less relaxing. Those are probably the main ones, though Steve does have a little bit of a thing for sex on non-bed surfaces where one of them is standing. Like, a little bit. Don’t spread it around.

Favourite erogenous zones? Talking non-genital ones, because. Both of them definitely have a neck thing, but especially Loki. Loki really likes having Steve do things to his neck. For Steve…ears are the weird one. He also has really sensitive nipples, and touches on his inner thighs drive him crazy. Loki also has a thing with his feet and hands. Steve learns this the first time he gives Loki a foot massage and it ends with Loki pulling him down on top of him and putting a hand down Steve’s pants.

(loosely inspired by this gifset)

Steve's knees were starting to ache by the time Loki came to him. He hadn't tried to move, well aware that the way he was trussed up would only mean tipping over if he made the effort, so he just stayed where he was, staring straight ahead with his teeth gritted. 

Loki's boots clicked a little on the floor as he crossed the cell to crouch down in front of Steve, settling neatly into his field of view with his smile full of teeth. Steve tried to look past him at the wall, but his eyes kept drifting back to Loki's face, his angular jaw, his smile. 

"Hello again, Captain," Loki said, almost friendly, like this was a chance encounter. "Always such a pleasure to see you." 

The way he rolled the word pleasure around his mouth made Steve want to shift, vaguely itchy. He said nothing, keeping his mouth shut. That always seemed to get to Loki the most. 

Loki pursed his lips. "Oh, really now. Are you really going to be difficult, this late in the game?" 

"It's not a game," Steve said flatly. Loki laughed, the smile returning, though now it was genuinely delighted. 

"So you would say," he said. "And yet." His eyes were sharp and intense and Steve had to try not to meet them for too long. "You almost made it easy for me to catch you this time. I could think that you wanted it."

"I don't," Steve said. 

"Tell me to stop," Loki said, leaning back on his heels. "Tell me to leave you alone." 

"Leave me alone," Steve said. It sounded weak. Loki cocked his head a fraction to the side. 

"Say please." 

Steve tensed his jaw and said nothing. Loki smirked and extended a hand; Steve flinched and Loki stopped. 

"Do you think I intend to hurt you?" He asked. "No, Captain. I wouldn't dream of it." He paused, and added, "unless you were to ask, of course. But that is...another matter." His smile was almost a leer, and Steve could feel his face heating. 

"What do you want," he asked harshly. 

"What a complicated question," Loki said. This time when he reached out, Steve made himself hold still. His touch was cool where it brushed Steve's cheek and ran down his neck. Steve could feel his pulse hammer when Loki's fingers paused briefly over it. "Can you not guess?" 

"Revenge?" Steve asked, though he could hear the doubt in his own voice. Loki pulled away. 

"No," he said. "Oh no. Not anymore." He stood, and the ropes holding Steve suddenly went slack. Steve froze, and Loki smirked at him. "I'll give you a head start this time, Captain," he said. "How far do you think you'll get?" 

An odd, uncomfortable heat rose up in Steve's stomach as he stood up, rolling his shoulders. "What's the catch," he asked. 

Loki's smile just broadened. "Why don't you start running," he said, "and we'll see? Maybe this time I won't catch you." He took a step toward Steve and raised his hand - Steve tensed - and vanished. 

Steve stood there, frozen. He heard the click of the lock on the door and didn't move, staring at where Loki had been. There was a tingle on his skin like the memory of where Loki's fingers had rested. 

Why don't you start running and we'll see?