[ 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.
[ One day, perhaps tomorrow or a hundred years from now, Loki will be alone. That's the way of it, as much as he would change that outcome if he could and be the wildcard of all Lokis in beating fate. For the time being, he will be loved and try to accept that he isn't fabricating the reality of it. ]
Mm, I'm wiped.
[ Getting fucked might require less physical energy but his emotions are still mingling with happy clouds somewhere beyond the ceiling. A fingertip boops Nico's nose. ]
[ Smirking to be a jerk and seemingly leave that assumption unconfirmed, he laughs and settles in with Nico for the long haul ... or at least breakfast. ]
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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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Mm, I'm wiped.
[ Getting fucked might require less physical energy but his emotions are still mingling with happy clouds somewhere beyond the ceiling. A fingertip boops Nico's nose. ]
Or maybe your dick is magic.
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Mm, stay and sleep, then? The bed should be strong enough to support your weight.
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[ Although he does roll onto his side and wrap an arm around Nico to haul him in, despite grumbling. ]
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But you still love us.
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[ Smirking to be a jerk and seemingly leave that assumption unconfirmed, he laughs and settles in with Nico for the long haul ... or at least breakfast. ]