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None of this was what Loki had imagined his life would be after Thor's coronation. His brother, the new King of Asgard, had promised him a position by his side one day, but Loki would have never dreamed of the one he eventually found himself in. Or that he would find a wicked and almost sick delight in it when Thor put the choker around his neck and chained him to the throne.

“I promised you would be by my side, didn't I, brother?” Thor asked with a smirk, grabbing Loki's chin harshly to make him look up. His eyes were almost hungry, something that Loki had never seen before and it made his insides twist and turn in the most delicious way possible.

“You did, brother,” he said, his voice slightly darker due to the pressure against his throat. “Though, I expected a more… upright position.”

“You are where you belong, where you were always meant to be,” Thor groaned and pulled on the chain, crashing Loki's lips against his own brutally. The younger prince couldn't hold back a moan when Thor's tongue shoved into his mouth, ravishing him in the most lustful and passionate kiss he could think of.

When he was pushed back, Loki could only look at him with glossy eyes, his face flushing red and his pants awfully tight. Why he got so turned on by this was a miracle, but it was amazing.

“And where do I belong, brother?” he murmured, licking the salvia from their kiss from his lips.

“On your knees, serving your king and fulfilling his every wish,” Thor smirked, using his foot to spread Loki's legs slowly. “Is this not your place, brother? Is this not what you were born for?”

“Yes, my king,” Loki moaned seductively, letting his head fall back when Thor pressed his foot against his hard on. “It’s my place… only this.”

“That's a good little brother,” Thor smirked and finally pulled on the chains again, signaling Loki to come closer. When his brother did and he ravished his mouth again like before, Loki closed his eyes and allowed himself to drown in this filthy fantasy that had finally become reality.

Oh yes, he would be a good little brother. He would serve his king in any way possible, just like he always wanted to. Loki never cared for the throne, he never wanted to become king. For years he had tried to get here, between his brother's legs, always doubting that it would happen, never hoping for it. He wanted to be Thor's, nothing else, never.

“Be mine,” Thor whispered between kisses, a hand holding Loki tight against him and the second loosely wrapping the chain around it.

Hey all welcome to the prequel to my Not so Dr Who legacy challenge. Now initially the plan was to just be a famous legacy called Peach after Gretchen's creator Georgia.

But these two are too amazing for that and since I'm currently watching all of the Doctor Who episodes I've decided to make a Who Legacy. Now there is a time lord challenge already for the Sims 4 which, quite frankly is far more accurate than what I'm going to be doing. But I'm still doing it. The plan is I'm going to make each generation like the corresponding doctors. As such this lovely couple is generation zero, a prequel if you will, on where the doctors come from. So we're going to be pretty normal here for a bit before we get to the doctors but we are still Who's up in here.

Who! Who! Sorrynotsorry In case you couldn't tell and or didn't know, this adorable couple is currently living in San Myshuno so Gretchen has been able to bring in extra dough while busking in town.

She really doesn't have to though because Felix is already at the top of his career as a comedian so they are doing just fine.

Things are going so great before we knew it Gretchen went and got herself pregnant.

Felix's face is just kinda killing me, like uh what? I just woke up you can't be springing this on me right now. Now the Who's are doing just fine to survive in a tiny apartment in the city but there is literally no room for a baby. What the hell was the game thinking when they had those pregnant Bheedas in here? Zoot hates the city so I think it's time to move. But we don't have enough money so thanks to some loans and a little help from Felix's Dad living in retirement, we finally managed to scramble together enough simoleons to get the hell out of this place. Let me tell you I friggin love this house I found.

Gretchen's reaction upon moving in just says it all.

It's amazing I know. I just saw it and had to have it for the Who's. It does have that celebrity lot trait though so Felix is going to have to work on his fame rather than just bringing home dogs to fill the house with.

Luckily for us all Gretchen is already pregnant so we don't have to worry about this amorous duo throwing more kids at me.

But, well, pregnancies don't last forever and it was soon off to the races.

It's ok Felix, Gretchen is just fine with your beautiful baby girl.

No, wait, damnit.

...girls... Kill me. Just kill me now. I am so sick of multiples. Here are a couple pictures of Felix's puppy Dingo to make me feel better.

I mean just how cute is he? My friend DK was right a husky corgi mix is out and out adorable.

The Who's also have a cat, Gustav that you haven't really gotten to meet. But Felix's sister loves him.

So it's winter here in Del Sol Valley and Felix had to invite his whole family over to help with the tree.

Because it is his birthday after all he should be surrounded by loved ones on his big day.

While all this holiday stuff was going on the twins went and aged up and promptly made a huge mess.

Watcher help me, these kids are going to be a handful. So this little one here with the pigtails is Victoria or Vicki. Named after two of the 1st 2 doctors' companions. I mean why they had one named Vicki and another like 2 seasons later named Victoria seems a little uncreative. But anyways there you have it.

Vicki is not heir though. That honor fell to her older sister Dorothea or Dodo. Again another early companion and well Dodo is just fun to say.

And I'm out of things to say yet I still have three pictures in here. So here's some more of Vicki.

Felix getting some presents.

And the one, the only, the amazing... Gustav!