#thorkismut

Just a little Thorki one-shot. :) Enjoyyy!!! [SMUT WARNING contains masturbation] 

Loki stared at his brother from across the table. His eyes travelled along Thor’s face, his jaw as he chewed his dinner. Loki looked down over his arms, regarding Thor’s strong muscles through his armour, and bit his tongue to keep from licking his lips. After a second, and a few chuckles with Frigga and Fandral, Thor turned, and caught Loki staring at him. Loki quickly looked down at his plate, silently praying that Thor couldn’t see the deep blush forming on his cheeks.

  He hadn’t the slightest idea why he was feeling this way- it confused him, maybe even frightened him a little. The only time he got feelings like this were when a radiant beauty from another realm came to visit, and that ended the same way every time- them falling into bed with him.

  But lately, Loki was beginning to look at Thor differently. He wasn’t his brother… he wasn’t his friend, surely… he didn’t really know what he was to him, to be honest. But he couldn’t help imagining the most obscene situations whenever he looked at the strongly built god, and it forced him away from Thor. Everyone thought it was hate; jealousy, betrayal. But it was more than that. He was uneasy about the feeling he got: lust.

  Loki got up quickly, almost spilling his nearly drained wine glass in the process. He steadies the glass, and excused himself with a short bow. Thor watched after him thoughtfully, taking another sip of ale.

  Loki entered his chambers, feeling angry at himself and angry at Thor. He didn’t know why he felt angry at Thor- there was no legitimate reason why he should be. Maybe the feeling was more… frustration. Loki closed his eyes as he pressed his back against the cold door, and strode forward, locking it. He peered out at the stars, the bifrost off in the distance. The waterfalls of the palace were just underneath, and the view was truly breathtaking.

  Usually Loki enjoyed standing out on the balcony, just observing the realm in solitude. But tonight he was in no mood- tonight, he was in the mood for something else.

  With a flick of his wrist, the curtains were closed, moons shining through and illuminating the room. Loki eased himself back onto the large bed, over top the green and black sheets. He squirmed a little, feeling the familiar tingling down in his pants, and sighed as he took them off. Soon, he was completely naked, armor strewn across the floor. He found it hard to believe that he was reduced to this, pleasuring himself, when he could have any woman he wanted. 

But he didn't want them. He wanted someone else. 

  He regarded his erection, and imagined Thor looking at it.

  “Brother, you’re huge,” he imagined him saying.

  Loki moaned a little as he took himself into his hands, stroking slowly up and down. He imagined Thor’s strong, calloused hands pumping up and down, taking special care of Loki’s twitching member.

   “So hard under my touch,” he would say.

  Loki clenched his teeth as he began to move a little faster, getting a rhythm going as his length throbbed in his hands. He imagined Thor thrusting into him, gently at first, then like the savage Loki knew he was.

  “So tight, Brother,” Thor would hiss as Loki clenched, “Are you sure you can fit all of me?” He would chuckle.

  Loki threw his head back, the thought absolutely arousing him. He continued to pump, imagining Thor begin to build up to a climax inside of him.

  “Prepare yourself,” he would say, “I am ready.”

  Loki moaned as he felt his own climax build within him, pretending his own slender fingers were Thor’s tight grip. “Thor…” he whispered, jerking himself now, “Oh Thor, yes…”

  He let out a small pant as his pumping became more sporadic, and felt his cock begin to twitch. He instinctively thrust into his hand, thinking of Thor all the while.

  “Yes Thor,” he groaned softly, “Just like that!” He felt the pressure of an orgasm build inside of him, and he imagined Thor’s gruff voice panting Loki’s name as he came inside of him.

  “Thor!” Loki gasped as he came forcefully, gushing into his palm and over the sheets in front of him. He kept coming, unable to stop yet as he thought of Thor’s naked body on top of him, thrusting still….

  When he finally came down from the high, he let out a breath as he stared around his dark room. He could only wish, and yearn by himself for his brother’s heated touch…

  Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and Loki just about jumped.

  “Y-yes?” Loki stammered confusedly, pulling sheets over himself. The maid surely wasn’t about at this time of night! Usually, though, he didn’t bother to cover up in front of them- he didn’t know why he felt so vulnerable tonight.

  He looked up, and saw Thor’s face at his slightly ajar door. “Brother?” Thor asked, eyebrows knit. Loki swallowed. “W-what is it?” Thor cleared his throat.

  “At dinner, tonight. You looked… troubled. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” Loki pursed his lips. “I… I’m fine Thor. You may leave now.” Thor’s eyes descended down to Loki’s bare chest, and raised an eyebrow in inquiry. Loki hugged the sheets higher, and squirmed a little.

  “Are you sure?” Thor asked, coming in a little further and shutting the door. Loki tensed a little, and Thor advanced, coming dangerously close to the bed. “Th-Thor… what are you doing?” “What I know you want me to, brother,” he whispered, sitting down beside him, “I heard you moaning my name, loud and clear, as I walked the hallway.” Loki’s breath caught, and he almost pulled away in surprise as Thor ran a hand across his pale cheek.

  “Am I correct in my assumptions, Loki? Am I right in believing you want me in this way?” Thor asked softly, and Loki nodded with a whimper. Thor started to inch the covers down bit by bit, and Loki’s toes curled in anticipation.

  When the sheets finally left his newly-throbbing member, he sucked in a breath. Thor eyed it, licking his lips slowly. “All for me?” he mumbled, stroking Loki’s hair and gradually moving his fingers down Loki’s torso. Loki gasped as Thor grazed the tip of his cock, and closed his eyes in strain.

  “I want it, Thor,” he whispered, grabbing the back of Thor’s head. “Allow me to satisfy your needs then, brother,” Thor answered, pressing his lips passionately against Loki’s.