[ though he doesn't know the extent of it, nico knows for certain that loki has feelings for him. perhaps not the kind of love the godling has for dick, but there's something definitely there which fills nico with warmth and makes him feel like he has a sense of belonging. not that he's thinking about any of that right now. instead, he's thinking about the way loki's cock rubs inside him, irresistibly hard and nudging against the place inside him that makes him see stars. a cry passes his lips and he whines again, nodding in response to loki's query. ]
[ it's getting harder to think with the way firm thighs rock upward to crash against his ass, driving loki ever into him. but the words come easily, smoothly, and with a tremble in his voice because he's drawing ever, perilously close to his climax. loki does this every time, always has this affect on him, and it leaves him feeling delirious, his mind spinning. his body is like a vice, hot and slick and tight around loki's dick and nico wants nothing more than to make loki come within him, the godling emptying himself deep within nico. ]
[ Beautiful too, Loki's laughter shudders right into his lover as he fucks him smoothly now that they have their niche. He returns a little control, sinking backwards so that his wiry partner can blanket him if he wants to and ride him to his own rhythm, the squeeze of that youthful ass milking out shivers from the immortal. The sound of their joining is lewd, flesh smacking on flesh, and he adores it.
A sigh peels up through his throat, lashes fluttering. Pale hips shunt with a brutal, short-lived pace that rubs his cockhead over the same sweet spot that keeps Nico whining before Loki reins in his urges, most of his existence narrowing down to the urge to stuff Nico full of his cock. His lip curls in what would be a sneer without his self-control on the brink, and he gives up on Italian to speak in English through a thicker-than-normal, harsh Asgardian accent.
His grip must be leaving bruises on Nico's hips, by now. ]
Let me come inside you ... ?
[ As easily as he could feign being too romantically far gone to ask, he keeps the issue of consent a keen, bright silver light in his head at all times. Nico deserves the decency, the thoughtfulness, and even if he denied Loki his wants on the verge of orgasm, his voice would be respected enough to be heard. ]
[ it's true. when nico speaks in his native language, it's so much easier to be filthy, to speak using debauched words. probably because he knows so few people can understand him. the fact that his lovers occasionally can, and often respond to him during sex only succeeds in making him want to use it more. but somehow, trying to speak that way in english always seems like a challenge. he gets too flustered, his pale skin turning rosy with each uttered word. but maybe there's benefit in that too, because loki seems to like making him blush.
which he does now, the current rosy tint in his high, italian cheeks darkens significantly and he drags his fingers down loki's chest, gripping firm muscles so he can take over the pace loki originally set. with strong but slender legs, he rides the godling's cock, shifting angles when necessary with rolls and twists of his hips. when loki asks to come inside him, he quickly nods, wanting nothing more than to feel the overwhelming sensation of him being filled to he brim. he grips his own cock, too, stroking it quickly as he begins to feel his body tighten like a coil. he's about to snap and it takes only another slight roll of his hips to have the head of loki's cock once again grinding against his postrate, casting explosions behind his eyelids as he comes. as usual, loki's name is on his lips like a prayer. ]
[ Nico wants him, right down to the heartbeat squeezing Loki's cock as the clever, sweet boy on his lap starts to jerk off and come between them. Cleaving to him, he drags Nico down so the spill paints his chest and he can fuck him as hard as he pleases, stuffing him full over and over until it's too much, Nico is too pretty and his ass is too wet and tight and oh ...
He doesn't make as much noise as he throbs his way to completion, buried as deep as he can go, balls grinding against soft skin. Tension laces through him almost like whiplash, the tendons on Loki's neck standing out with taut shudders ripping though him from hip to hand. A palm plants in the small of Nico's sweaty back to hold him there, press him down and keep him where he always ought to be, and Loki shivers as he draws in his first unsteady breath, grinding in languid relief. ]
[ it takes a little longer for nico's own orgasm to subside, the shaking and trembling making him tighten and release around loki. the rush still sings in his veins, making him feel like jello and the best part is, loki can probably go another round.
as the pounding, rushing sound in his ears begins to fade, he releases a shaky breath of his own. if he'd knowing that making love to a god would have this much of an affect on him, he'd probably have done it sooner, though perhaps probably not with any of the gods of his family. with loki, it's perfect. loki makes him feel wanted and needed, plus always makes him come when they touch. the way loki makes him feel is a bit delirious, but in the best way possible, and nico never wants to lose this. ]
Loki-
[ still breathless, he presses a kiss to the corner of loki's mouth, small and kittenish, and then squirms a little atop the cock still buried inside him. ]
[ He loves to kiss him. Like an icy breath after exiting a stuffy room, Nico's mouth smooching sweetly at the corner of Loki's own is a relief he can't begin to describe; so he doesn't.
Loki slides sideways and flops on the couch, bracing a boot against the armrest as he continues to fuck Nico without relent. Never too hard or unforgiving, just enough to be steady and work his own come out of the demigod with lewd, slick noises, skin slapping skin. A hand guides the dip in Nico's spine to indent with the help of gravity so that every thrust can rub his sweet spot raw while Loki kisses his name off swollen lips.
May as well make the most of his persistent erection. ]
[ by this stage, as usual, there's little nico can do but ride out the sensations as he's fucked. the persistent hardness rocking so deep inside him, ever hitting his prostate, ensures that he never stops trembling from a combination of arousal and pleasure. were he a regular mortal, he might have passed out by now, exhaustion tugging at his senses. as it is, his body is half godly and it's this part of him that keeps him from losing consciousness and even allows him to continue responding. being young also helps, meaning his stamina, while not the stamina of a god, is certainly enough to keep up for now.
and he does, though he's grateful that loki has brought them to a laying position, because that means loki is doing most of the work. occasionally, he does grind back, ensuring both loki's cock and balls are stimulated as their bodies meet. ever grinding back so that while loki is doing most of the work, nico isn't laying there like a fish (he's never been the type to let someone do everything for him). eventually, it's all enough to get him hard again, but clearly not as hard as before. of course, this is only the second time he's been taken tonight, unlike the first night they'd made love, but the events of the past couple of days have been a burden, leaving him feeling the exhaustion seeping into his bones. ]
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Si! Sempre! dammi il cazzo per tutta la notte...
[ it's getting harder to think with the way firm thighs rock upward to crash against his ass, driving loki ever into him. but the words come easily, smoothly, and with a tremble in his voice because he's drawing ever, perilously close to his climax. loki does this every time, always has this affect on him, and it leaves him feeling delirious, his mind spinning. his body is like a vice, hot and slick and tight around loki's dick and nico wants nothing more than to make loki come within him, the godling emptying himself deep within nico. ]
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[ Beautiful too, Loki's laughter shudders right into his lover as he fucks him smoothly now that they have their niche. He returns a little control, sinking backwards so that his wiry partner can blanket him if he wants to and ride him to his own rhythm, the squeeze of that youthful ass milking out shivers from the immortal. The sound of their joining is lewd, flesh smacking on flesh, and he adores it.
A sigh peels up through his throat, lashes fluttering. Pale hips shunt with a brutal, short-lived pace that rubs his cockhead over the same sweet spot that keeps Nico whining before Loki reins in his urges, most of his existence narrowing down to the urge to stuff Nico full of his cock. His lip curls in what would be a sneer without his self-control on the brink, and he gives up on Italian to speak in English through a thicker-than-normal, harsh Asgardian accent.
His grip must be leaving bruises on Nico's hips, by now. ]
Let me come inside you ... ?
[ As easily as he could feign being too romantically far gone to ask, he keeps the issue of consent a keen, bright silver light in his head at all times. Nico deserves the decency, the thoughtfulness, and even if he denied Loki his wants on the verge of orgasm, his voice would be respected enough to be heard. ]
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which he does now, the current rosy tint in his high, italian cheeks darkens significantly and he drags his fingers down loki's chest, gripping firm muscles so he can take over the pace loki originally set. with strong but slender legs, he rides the godling's cock, shifting angles when necessary with rolls and twists of his hips. when loki asks to come inside him, he quickly nods, wanting nothing more than to feel the overwhelming sensation of him being filled to he brim. he grips his own cock, too, stroking it quickly as he begins to feel his body tighten like a coil. he's about to snap and it takes only another slight roll of his hips to have the head of loki's cock once again grinding against his postrate, casting explosions behind his eyelids as he comes. as usual, loki's name is on his lips like a prayer. ]
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He doesn't make as much noise as he throbs his way to completion, buried as deep as he can go, balls grinding against soft skin. Tension laces through him almost like whiplash, the tendons on Loki's neck standing out with taut shudders ripping though him from hip to hand. A palm plants in the small of Nico's sweaty back to hold him there, press him down and keep him where he always ought to be, and Loki shivers as he draws in his first unsteady breath, grinding in languid relief. ]
Shadowbaby ...
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as the pounding, rushing sound in his ears begins to fade, he releases a shaky breath of his own. if he'd knowing that making love to a god would have this much of an affect on him, he'd probably have done it sooner, though perhaps probably not with any of the gods of his family. with loki, it's perfect. loki makes him feel wanted and needed, plus always makes him come when they touch. the way loki makes him feel is a bit delirious, but in the best way possible, and nico never wants to lose this. ]
Loki-
[ still breathless, he presses a kiss to the corner of loki's mouth, small and kittenish, and then squirms a little atop the cock still buried inside him. ]
You're amazing...
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Loki slides sideways and flops on the couch, bracing a boot against the armrest as he continues to fuck Nico without relent. Never too hard or unforgiving, just enough to be steady and work his own come out of the demigod with lewd, slick noises, skin slapping skin. A hand guides the dip in Nico's spine to indent with the help of gravity so that every thrust can rub his sweet spot raw while Loki kisses his name off swollen lips.
May as well make the most of his persistent erection. ]
You're cute.
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and he does, though he's grateful that loki has brought them to a laying position, because that means loki is doing most of the work. occasionally, he does grind back, ensuring both loki's cock and balls are stimulated as their bodies meet. ever grinding back so that while loki is doing most of the work, nico isn't laying there like a fish (he's never been the type to let someone do everything for him). eventually, it's all enough to get him hard again, but clearly not as hard as before. of course, this is only the second time he's been taken tonight, unlike the first night they'd made love, but the events of the past couple of days have been a burden, leaving him feeling the exhaustion seeping into his bones. ]
Gods- Do, uhn- Do I feel good?