[ snickers in response, hands sliding up loki's arms until their hands meet and their fingers can entwine. he nuzzles against the godling, nose scrunched as he snuffles into loki's hair. ]
[ Long legs wrap around Nico's waist, knees drawn up under his ribs; ankles dig into his butt. Loki looks very pleased with his catch of the day (night!) as he cards back Nico's hair to see more of those handsome sloping features. ]
I even have [ gasping, turning his head to one side on the pillows for dramatic effect, ] a fairy's tinkling ding-a-ling!
[ positively snorts, eyes rolling as he nips at loki's lips and jaw. his fingers laced with loki's squeeze and as ankles dig into his butt, he grinds his hips down. ]
Is that what you're calling it. Because I'll have to keep that in mind.
[ A deliberately throaty moan pours into Nico's mouth when the pressure at Loki's hips kneads him into the bed, squirming underneath him to show that he likes it and squeezing him in the circle of his legs. (Mine.) Laced fingers clutch tighter as he tips his head back, letting slowburn arousal filter in. ]
Gonna call yours the Soul Dipper 'cause it goes so deep.
[ dragging his mouth and teeth in a slow-scrape along loki's neck, he hums while sucking a mark into the skin. it doesn't last, sadly, but not due to lack of effort. his hips keep moving too, dragging down against loki's crotch and twisting slightly to provide what he hopes is the perfect amount of friction. ]
[ Arching in a sensual, shuddering wave, his head falls back on a groan. Loki grasps at Nico's hair with his free hand, keeping that gnawing mouth near the shivers Nico drags out of a sensitive throat, his body responding immediately. If he had any higher standards he might have felt ashamed, but nothing of the sort crosses his mind. ]
Yeah ...
[ A burgeoning erections ruts up hard to relieve the worst of the ache, unabashed and demanding. ]
[ lips still working at that sensitive skin, nico drags his hands down loki's chest, fingers immediately going to work at the fastens of whatever pants loki might be wearing. his mouth never strays far from where his breath draws shivers from the one beneath him and when loki poses that percy might wake up, something in nico just can't seem to find a damn. he's intent on divesting the godling of his clothing and taking until they've both had their fill. ]
So? [ he nips at skin that refuses to bruise as his own hips slide down and against the erection he can feel hardening under layers of clothing. ] Would that bother you?
[ The breath punches out of him as Nico brushes around the waistband of pyjama slacks, rocking up insistently so that a bucking bronco would prove less trouble to ride. It may have been a few weeks since he was fucked, nothing to complain about when getting to take his beautiful boyfriend Dick but something he suddenly craves with a hunger that makes his cock stiffen all the way, widening heels falling to the bed to brace his undulating hips beneath Nico's persistent grind.
Lashes flutter as Loki inhales sharply, licking his lips. The hot blush on his neck stains the heights of his cheeks, deliciously warm. ]
[ nipping now at loki's adam's apple while trying to stay pressed flush against him, nico manages a brief nod. does he care that percy might hear? for some reason, he can't find any reason to. so as loki bucks against them, making their hips collide in a way that makes him croon, he growls softly and grips loki's waist with deceptively strong hands. fingers dig in, and were loki mortal, they'd surely bruise, but he doubts loki cares if they would because the godling is asking him to do it hard and suddenly that's all nico wants. ]
Of course. [ purred against his skin as he licks his way up to that flush. his fingers shift, dragging down loki's waistband. ] Who do you think I am? Lube is in the drawer over there, next to the bed.
[ The length of his cock rubs hotly against Nico's belly seeking relief the moment Loki's slacks are shoved down, the godling biting his lip as he bucks and moans. It feels so good and Nico is much stronger than he remembers from when the tables were turned, arousal throbbing through his lower half to keep it plastered up against him. He wishes he could bruise, wanting the proof of this to last, but will have to settle for a sore ass instead (the bedside drawer flies open when he gestures to it with an unsteady hand as the thought crosses his mind).
With the contents of the drawer in mid-air, floating in a limning green glow, bits and pieces tear off here and there until the lube darts into Loki's outstretched hand. He snatches it up, uncaps the tube, and shoves it at Nico. It's a distraction to try and coordinate anything when squirming like a slut, already wet for him as his dick smears thick precome between navels, the demigod can do the rest.
With that hand free, he tugs Nico down by the chin for a hard, filthy kiss, nipping at lips and tongue alike, noisy with want. ]
I want you to fuck me like I'm yours, don't hold back. Your boyfriend.
[ for the briefest second in history, nico hesitates. not because he doesn't want to take loki or even that he's worried about being overheard. it's more to do with the way what loki says floods his stomach with flittering, skeletal butterflies as warmth settles in his chest. it's also because his mind centers on that phrase, your boyfriend when the part of his brain not devoted to fucking loki into the mattress recalls that they both have boyfriends who are currently somewhere else. whatever guilt he might have doesn't last long, though. it's gone in that same instant as he grabs the lube and tugs the cap off with his teeth before their lips meet in a messy kiss.
groaning, nico is quick to divest himself and loki of the rest of their clothing. he's just as eager as loki is and his cock is just as hard as it rubs against loki's length and between their bodies when he grips loki's hips again with one hand and tugs him into position. from there, it's a matter of ensuring loki is prepped enough before he's taken because while nico is definitely planning on fucking loki as hard as the godling requests (as if he were will, as if he were percy), he doesn't want to hurt him (if that's even possible).
so he starts slow, smearing lube all around loki's hole before sliding in a finger. his thumb rubs against loki's perineum and he uses his free hand to grip a long leg and tug it into place. ]
[ Soft laughter huffs out under his breath throughout the hasty divesting of useless clothes, making a menace of himself as he paws and scratches at Nico to make his job harder (haha) as he gets started. Not that Loki, flushed with the success of a lie that briefly, in Nico's bed tonight, is their own reality, but because Nico wants it too. He's a better person than Loki, nothing could convince him to buy into the scenario if he wasn't just as parched to taste it, however briefly.
Being wanted that much curdles knots of pleasure that only unwind at the behest of the demigod's practiced touch, the cock on Loki's belly jumping whenever he tenses. Twisting and arching his lithe frame, the knee draped over Nico's shoulder squeezes, digging a heel into his back when stimulated from within and without. It might say something later that Loki craves the emotional importance that others inspire in Nico of their own accord, but that's a subject for later.
The lie is sweet like too much cake wolfed down at once, making his head spin where he peers up with reflective cat-eyes from the depths of Nico's pillows, riding his finger. No other Asgardian would gorge like this. ]
[ the laugh, as well as the digging in of a heel into his shoulder blade draws another low growl from nico. gazing down at those luminescent eyes, his own darken and a fire springs to life deep within their colorless depths. like that of a madman, but nico is not insane (depending on who you ask). rather, he's entranced and enthralled, his mouth almost watering thanks to how tight loki feels around just his finger. when adds a second, he leans forward, nearly folding loki in half in order to find smooth lips and a silver tongue that he might press his own to.
a third finger follows the second and soon enough, he's giving loki a taste of what's to come. his digits slide hard and fast into the godling, as deep as they can possibly go before he drags long, callused fingertips out again, taking care to drag them along loki's inner walls. ]
More than anything?
[ his breath hitches and he has to swallow hard. tempted as he is to grip his own cock and stroke it, he abstains if only to prolong everything as well as save himself for when he buries his dick within the godling. ]
Like the slow melting of ice in cold spring sunshine, you undo me a little by moments with but one outcome. A cold burn when we fuck, it will last so long.
[ An ordinarily smooth Silvertongue is reduced to rasping when Nico pumps him full of methodical, insistent fingers, mouth hanging open on harsher breaths. Hands brace against the ornate headboard of the bed and he digs his heels into Nico and the bed as he spreads his thighs to accommodate his lover's weight, letting Nico watch the sight of a godling spread out underneath him, the smooth-skinned owner of lasciviously rolling hips actively encouraging him to be as rough as he pleases. He could ride him like this for a long time, burning with pleasure and endurance. ]
Won't my Shadowbaby fuck me now? Will he not stuff me full of his pretty cock that I long to suck on? Why does he not already fill me with his seed?
[ Teases lilt on an older vernacular as Loki smirks, trying and failing to appear as innocently bewildered as he sounds. ]
[ withdrawing his fingers from loki's body, he catches both firm thighs to keep them in place over his shoulders as he lines himself up. for a few seconds, the head of his cock rubs against loki, gliding up to smear precome against loki's sac before stuttering down again to rim his entrance. it's payback for the teasing, in a way, though nico is hardly annoyed by the pretty words the godling speaks.
when he pushes in, it's slow going at first, just until the head of his cock disappears behind the tight ring of muscle. then, the initial thrust comes, hard and fast until he's seated all the way inside loki and can lean forward enough to nip at talented lips. ]
You know, you could probably give Apollo a run for his money with such pretty poetry.
[ spoken with lowered lashes and a grin that is as lascivious as the rolling of loki's hips. his own undulate slowly, just enough to grind the head of his cock inside loki's body before he begins pulling back and thrusting back in. just as hard and rough as loki wants. ]
[ It's all fun and games until someone gets fucked. Pretence falls away as he quickly wraps his arms around Nico's neck for leverage, a smirk drifting into a helpless whimper as brows upturn and a head of dark hair tosses on the pillows during the first penetrative push. It stings a little but the stretch is blissful because of it, a little pain translates into a lot of pleasure.
The grinding has his toes at a curl, wrapping Nico up in long limbs. Folded practically in half poses no problem, preferring to keep Nico's kisses close enough to smear moans into when the walls of Loki's ass flex around their new captive, then gasps judder out in higher tones when the demigod really starts to move, adding to the mess of one deified pretzel. ]
[ there's something undeniably sexy about having so much power over a god. being half-god himself, he has no doubt that this must be what it feels like to dominate someone was strong and powerful as him. taking that up to eleven with a full god is practically bliss. because loki is perfectly tight around him, flexing at just the right times, rocking his hips at the perfect pace. they fit together well, especially as he begins thrusting harder, nearly making the sturdy bed creak.
within loki, his cock throbs. thanks to both his physical endurance and his stamina, he's not ready to come any time soon. it's different when their positions are switched and he finds it easier to hold out so he can give loki just what the godling wants. kisses are licked against loki's lips, at their corners and he eagerly drinks down every moan loki emits. ]
You feel perfect. Fuck, gods, I never want to stop.
[ Few as the marks will be upon Loki, he leaves bruises and scratches aplenty down Nico's back as they sink into a perfect rhythm of all their own, clawing at his shoulders and the deliciously hot dip of his spine, dragging him in by the ass. His touches veer wherever they want once Nico is fucking him steadily, witness to every whimper and whisper of the demigod's name through messy kisses, like he can't stand not to be touching him as much as physically possible even with Nico's cock rubbing maddeningly at his innermost walls.
His body adjusts to the intrusion, easing up to make the whole emotionally exhausting ordeal a lot literally smoother. ]
I can feel your heartbeat.
[ Nico gets to watch as Loki's breathing hitches when the angle shifts every so slightly, his expression unguarded after a stunning jolt of pleasure that has him briefly tightening up again. ]
[ the way loki tightens around him so suddenly tells nico that he's obviously thrusting at the right angle. he focuses more of his thrusts there, the sound of skin slapping on skin now filling the room between the gasps and moans. his mouth is hot and wet against loki's, almost as if he's trying to suck the air out of the godling's lungs and he soon has his hands smoothing up loki's sides before one dips between their bodies to curl long fingers around loki's straining cock. ]
Loki...
[ tilting his head, he finds loki's pulse at his neck and starts sucking there. the hand still gripping loki's other thigh tightens its grip and idly, nico seeks out the thrumming rhythm of the godlings heartbeat from where his mouth smears along loki's neck. ]
[ It's been a while since anyone screwed him this hard, if his lack of stamina is anything to go by. A trembling grip in Nico's hair rakes through thick black curls, settling at the nape of his lover's neck to drag him down for a kiss brimming with whimpers as the dual stimulation works Loki inside and out to the same sweet beat, pressure building so that he loses any rhythm and relies entirely on Nico's prowess.
It's worth it.
When he comes, it's with a cry that tries to bite back the worst of Loki's noisy nature as a thick stream of come pulses out of his dick in Nico's fist, smearing over slender fingers and between two bellies, dripping off Loki's sides to stain the sheets. Ordinarily pale, his rosy cheeks bloom with a rare blush, all for Nico. Panting hard, he encourages Nico to ride out the orgasm and seek his own, arching beneath him with busy hips. ]
[ nico almost stops fucking loki just to watch the beautiful picture of flushed features contort in bliss. usually, it's him beneath loki, blushing as he comes, so the sight is a rare one. a sight nico makes a note to cause more often. loki apparently needs this, needs to be overwhelmed and dominated from time to time and nico knows he'll be more than happy to give loki that. especially considering how amazing loki feels at this moment, as his body locks up and tightens around him, the crash of loki's orgasm something nico can nearly feel in his bones.
cursing in italian, he speeds up his pace once more, thrusting into loki a few more times until his own orgasm overtakes him. when it does, his teeth sink into the pale skin of loki's throat to hold back some of his own noise and his hips stutter, losing all their rhythm as nico pumps come inside loki. when the flow comes to an end, he very nearly slumps against the godling, bringing their foreheads together as he pants for air. slowly, he eases loki's legs off his shoulders and rubs their muscles. his eyes open, searching for loki's as his heart beats hard in his chest. beats only for the god under him. ]
[ When next his lashes flutter open Loki lazily paws through Nico's hair, peeping up through the bangs that have been tossed across his eyes during raptures, still twitching here and there as Nico's come slips out around his cock. The shift in angle with Loki's legs has him aching down to his bones, humming in weak-willed approval because Nico is wonderful and not even Percy barging in could ruin this moment. The fucked-out godling he remains buried within looks like a cat that fell in a bowl of cream and has no complaints forthcoming for the foreseeable future.
His free hand slides up Nico's chest to feel the thunderous beating beyond a ribcage, his neck sore (albeit unmarked). A loose thigh tenses up briefly under Nico's kneading. ]
[ the comment prompts a breathless laugh and a roll of his eyes as he gently pinches the thigh he's massaging. like this, he feels so complete and sated, something that he appears to share with loki. nico wants to bask in it forever. which is why he's slow to pull out, wanting to linger in the closeness between their bodies, especially when loki's hand settles against his heart. it feels like it's fluttering in his chest when he feels that touch and he licks his lips before pressing a slow, loving kiss against loki's cheek. then, his hands come to life, shifting up and down loki's body in slow swathes of callused palms, as if he can't get enough of the feel of loki under his fingers. ]
[ and to demonstrate this, he presses their lips together in a slow, drawn out kiss. on into which he pours all his love and affection for loki, as well as his passion and desire. it's not necessarily meant to arouse but speak with words how much nico has come to care for loki. ]
[ Eep! His thigh! Save for that he relaxes into Nico's hands like putty, perfectly happy to part his legs and let him go free because the sweet burn remains in his worn-out ass anyway. The kiss has him close to purring, peering at Nico underneath his lashes the whole while.
And he feels bad, inevitably, for being worth liking by someone who is as good as Nico, because Loki knows he doesn't deserve him. The kindness that envelopes him in Nico's embrace, in a bed bought by Dick, is something that seems like it might have been stolen somehow and one day Nico will turn around in a fury when he notices that Loki has somehow made him at least willing to pretend he has another boyfriend besides Will. Loki can't help clinging to the heartfelt kiss while it lasts, wordlessly assuring (and apologising to) the sweetest of demigods that he would never seek to hurt him, he only wanted a slice of authenticity while the option to grab it was still there.
A pointy nose rubs aligned with Nico's, lips murmuring under lips. ]
[ the melting godling under him makes him grin even more. something he tries to hide against loki's lips and then in the crook of his neck. his hands continue to move, though, almost as if he's trying to memorize every inch of loki. nico holds no illusions about what this might be. he knows how much loki needs to be needed, wanted, adored. he's willing to give that to loki because the godling does mean a lot to him. the potential is there to fall in love with him. he's given almost all of himself to loki already. but the darker parts of him are still withheld if only because he refuses to let himself fall completely. not when loki loves dick, not when part of him still loves percy (and might always love him), and definitely not when will is waiting for him back home.
it's... painful, in a way, but nico is used to pain and the ache of bruised or hurt emotions. it's an example of how strong he has become over the years, but also an example of how often he allows himself to be the martyr. he can't help it, not when there's always the possibility that the people in his life whom he loves will eventually disappear. ]
Then I'll take as much as I can get until I do get sick.
[ it's like an oath of sorts and he reaches a hand up to trail fingers through loki's hair. ]
Are you good? Usually, you need to go a few more rounds.
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Lost boy? Would that make you Peter Pan?
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[ Long legs wrap around Nico's waist, knees drawn up under his ribs; ankles dig into his butt. Loki looks very pleased with his catch of the day (night!) as he cards back Nico's hair to see more of those handsome sloping features. ]
I even have [ gasping, turning his head to one side on the pillows for dramatic effect, ] a fairy's tinkling ding-a-ling!
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Is that what you're calling it. Because I'll have to keep that in mind.
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[ A deliberately throaty moan pours into Nico's mouth when the pressure at Loki's hips kneads him into the bed, squirming underneath him to show that he likes it and squeezing him in the circle of his legs. (Mine.) Laced fingers clutch tighter as he tips his head back, letting slowburn arousal filter in. ]
Gonna call yours the Soul Dipper 'cause it goes so deep.
[ Grinning widely. ]
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Mm... is that what you want?
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Yeah ...
[ A burgeoning erections ruts up hard to relieve the worst of the ache, unabashed and demanding. ]
Percy may wake up, Nico.
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So? [ he nips at skin that refuses to bruise as his own hips slide down and against the erection he can feel hardening under layers of clothing. ] Would that bother you?
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[ The breath punches out of him as Nico brushes around the waistband of pyjama slacks, rocking up insistently so that a bucking bronco would prove less trouble to ride. It may have been a few weeks since he was fucked, nothing to complain about when getting to take his beautiful boyfriend Dick but something he suddenly craves with a hunger that makes his cock stiffen all the way, widening heels falling to the bed to brace his undulating hips beneath Nico's persistent grind.
Lashes flutter as Loki inhales sharply, licking his lips. The hot blush on his neck stains the heights of his cheeks, deliciously warm. ]
Can you do it hard?
[ As a god might like. ]
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Of course. [ purred against his skin as he licks his way up to that flush. his fingers shift, dragging down loki's waistband. ] Who do you think I am? Lube is in the drawer over there, next to the bed.
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[ The length of his cock rubs hotly against Nico's belly seeking relief the moment Loki's slacks are shoved down, the godling biting his lip as he bucks and moans. It feels so good and Nico is much stronger than he remembers from when the tables were turned, arousal throbbing through his lower half to keep it plastered up against him. He wishes he could bruise, wanting the proof of this to last, but will have to settle for a sore ass instead (the bedside drawer flies open when he gestures to it with an unsteady hand as the thought crosses his mind).
With the contents of the drawer in mid-air, floating in a limning green glow, bits and pieces tear off here and there until the lube darts into Loki's outstretched hand. He snatches it up, uncaps the tube, and shoves it at Nico. It's a distraction to try and coordinate anything when squirming like a slut, already wet for him as his dick smears thick precome between navels, the demigod can do the rest.
With that hand free, he tugs Nico down by the chin for a hard, filthy kiss, nipping at lips and tongue alike, noisy with want. ]
I want you to fuck me like I'm yours, don't hold back. Your boyfriend.
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groaning, nico is quick to divest himself and loki of the rest of their clothing. he's just as eager as loki is and his cock is just as hard as it rubs against loki's length and between their bodies when he grips loki's hips again with one hand and tugs him into position. from there, it's a matter of ensuring loki is prepped enough before he's taken because while nico is definitely planning on fucking loki as hard as the godling requests (as if he were will, as if he were percy), he doesn't want to hurt him (if that's even possible).
so he starts slow, smearing lube all around loki's hole before sliding in a finger. his thumb rubs against loki's perineum and he uses his free hand to grip a long leg and tug it into place. ]
Loki- Fuck. Didn't you know? You already are.
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Being wanted that much curdles knots of pleasure that only unwind at the behest of the demigod's practiced touch, the cock on Loki's belly jumping whenever he tenses. Twisting and arching his lithe frame, the knee draped over Nico's shoulder squeezes, digging a heel into his back when stimulated from within and without. It might say something later that Loki craves the emotional importance that others inspire in Nico of their own accord, but that's a subject for later.
The lie is sweet like too much cake wolfed down at once, making his head spin where he peers up with reflective cat-eyes from the depths of Nico's pillows, riding his finger. No other Asgardian would gorge like this. ]
I need you, Nico, need you more than anything ...
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a third finger follows the second and soon enough, he's giving loki a taste of what's to come. his digits slide hard and fast into the godling, as deep as they can possibly go before he drags long, callused fingertips out again, taking care to drag them along loki's inner walls. ]
More than anything?
[ his breath hitches and he has to swallow hard. tempted as he is to grip his own cock and stroke it, he abstains if only to prolong everything as well as save himself for when he buries his dick within the godling. ]
Tell me.
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[ An ordinarily smooth Silvertongue is reduced to rasping when Nico pumps him full of methodical, insistent fingers, mouth hanging open on harsher breaths. Hands brace against the ornate headboard of the bed and he digs his heels into Nico and the bed as he spreads his thighs to accommodate his lover's weight, letting Nico watch the sight of a godling spread out underneath him, the smooth-skinned owner of lasciviously rolling hips actively encouraging him to be as rough as he pleases. He could ride him like this for a long time, burning with pleasure and endurance. ]
Won't my Shadowbaby fuck me now? Will he not stuff me full of his pretty cock that I long to suck on? Why does he not already fill me with his seed?
[ Teases lilt on an older vernacular as Loki smirks, trying and failing to appear as innocently bewildered as he sounds. ]
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when he pushes in, it's slow going at first, just until the head of his cock disappears behind the tight ring of muscle. then, the initial thrust comes, hard and fast until he's seated all the way inside loki and can lean forward enough to nip at talented lips. ]
You know, you could probably give Apollo a run for his money with such pretty poetry.
[ spoken with lowered lashes and a grin that is as lascivious as the rolling of loki's hips. his own undulate slowly, just enough to grind the head of his cock inside loki's body before he begins pulling back and thrusting back in. just as hard and rough as loki wants. ]
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The grinding has his toes at a curl, wrapping Nico up in long limbs. Folded practically in half poses no problem, preferring to keep Nico's kisses close enough to smear moans into when the walls of Loki's ass flex around their new captive, then gasps judder out in higher tones when the demigod really starts to move, adding to the mess of one deified pretzel. ]
Nnn, nghhh ...
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within loki, his cock throbs. thanks to both his physical endurance and his stamina, he's not ready to come any time soon. it's different when their positions are switched and he finds it easier to hold out so he can give loki just what the godling wants. kisses are licked against loki's lips, at their corners and he eagerly drinks down every moan loki emits. ]
You feel perfect. Fuck, gods, I never want to stop.
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His body adjusts to the intrusion, easing up to make the whole emotionally exhausting ordeal a lot literally smoother. ]
I can feel your heartbeat.
[ Nico gets to watch as Loki's breathing hitches when the angle shifts every so slightly, his expression unguarded after a stunning jolt of pleasure that has him briefly tightening up again. ]
Hah! N-Nico ...
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Loki...
[ tilting his head, he finds loki's pulse at his neck and starts sucking there. the hand still gripping loki's other thigh tightens its grip and idly, nico seeks out the thrumming rhythm of the godlings heartbeat from where his mouth smears along loki's neck. ]
Is it good? Will you come?
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[ It's been a while since anyone screwed him this hard, if his lack of stamina is anything to go by. A trembling grip in Nico's hair rakes through thick black curls, settling at the nape of his lover's neck to drag him down for a kiss brimming with whimpers as the dual stimulation works Loki inside and out to the same sweet beat, pressure building so that he loses any rhythm and relies entirely on Nico's prowess.
It's worth it.
When he comes, it's with a cry that tries to bite back the worst of Loki's noisy nature as a thick stream of come pulses out of his dick in Nico's fist, smearing over slender fingers and between two bellies, dripping off Loki's sides to stain the sheets. Ordinarily pale, his rosy cheeks bloom with a rare blush, all for Nico. Panting hard, he encourages Nico to ride out the orgasm and seek his own, arching beneath him with busy hips. ]
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cursing in italian, he speeds up his pace once more, thrusting into loki a few more times until his own orgasm overtakes him. when it does, his teeth sink into the pale skin of loki's throat to hold back some of his own noise and his hips stutter, losing all their rhythm as nico pumps come inside loki. when the flow comes to an end, he very nearly slumps against the godling, bringing their foreheads together as he pants for air. slowly, he eases loki's legs off his shoulders and rubs their muscles. his eyes open, searching for loki's as his heart beats hard in his chest. beats only for the god under him. ]
Loki...
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His free hand slides up Nico's chest to feel the thunderous beating beyond a ribcage, his neck sore (albeit unmarked). A loose thigh tenses up briefly under Nico's kneading. ]
Not bad, Shadowbaby.
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"Not bad," he says. You know, Loki... Sono pazzo di te.
[ and to demonstrate this, he presses their lips together in a slow, drawn out kiss. on into which he pours all his love and affection for loki, as well as his passion and desire. it's not necessarily meant to arouse but speak with words how much nico has come to care for loki. ]
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And he feels bad, inevitably, for being worth liking by someone who is as good as Nico, because Loki knows he doesn't deserve him. The kindness that envelopes him in Nico's embrace, in a bed bought by Dick, is something that seems like it might have been stolen somehow and one day Nico will turn around in a fury when he notices that Loki has somehow made him at least willing to pretend he has another boyfriend besides Will. Loki can't help clinging to the heartfelt kiss while it lasts, wordlessly assuring (and apologising to) the sweetest of demigods that he would never seek to hurt him, he only wanted a slice of authenticity while the option to grab it was still there.
A pointy nose rubs aligned with Nico's, lips murmuring under lips. ]
Too much sugar can bode ill for you.
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it's... painful, in a way, but nico is used to pain and the ache of bruised or hurt emotions. it's an example of how strong he has become over the years, but also an example of how often he allows himself to be the martyr. he can't help it, not when there's always the possibility that the people in his life whom he loves will eventually disappear. ]
Then I'll take as much as I can get until I do get sick.
[ it's like an oath of sorts and he reaches a hand up to trail fingers through loki's hair. ]
Are you good? Usually, you need to go a few more rounds.
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