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The ship was quiet. Far too quiet for Loki's liking. He lay on the floor of his newly moved into quarters - a noticeable downgrade from his bed chambers back on Asgard- staring at the ceiling looking for anything to quell his boredom. When he agreed to join the Guardians on their ship he wasn't expecting to spend so much time left behind while they went out on missions, either to snatch up something that caught their eyes or to help some lowly planet. He was sure someone else must still be on the ship, any company was better than his own. Though he hoped that a particular guardian had opted to stay behind.
Loki pushed himself up and left his room, heading towards the ship's upper living quarters - where the inhabitants of the ship spent most of their time when they weren't in the cockpit - however, the god was met by a silent disappointment finding the leather chairs and tables completely barren. His attention was quickly drawn to the open cockpit doors, light trailing out, beckoning him in. As he approached the doorway, he noticed blonde hair poking out from behind the headrest of a seat. A grin quickly grew on Loki's face as he headed towards the room quicker, noting the chair next to the man already in there.
Sighing heavily, Loki flopped into the seat next to Adam, leaning his head back and waited for a response. When he heard nothing from the man he had been hoping to find he looked up at him. Adam was clearly focused on reading something on the ship's computer, whatever it was it annoyed Loki that it was seemingly more interesting to him than his own partner.
"Are you not bored?" Loki asked Adam, as he moved to sit more comfortably.
"Are you?" Adam said, not looking up from the report displayed on the ship's computer screen.
"Incredibly so." Loki leaned towards Adam, resting his elbow on the arm rest and his chin on his hand, a pout completely replacing any remaining grin.
Adam closed the file on the computer and finally turned to meet Loki's face. A soft smile adorned his face, growing once he saw the pouting god next to him.
"What would you like to do to ease your boredom, Loki?" Adam asked, putting a soft emphasis on the gods name.
Loki looked up and off to the side, searching for an idea in his mind. After a short second his pout was replaced by a playful smirk as he reached down and pulled open a hatch from under the chair, pulling out two large bottles and passing one to Adam. The man hesitantly took the bottle, a questioning look on his face.
"If we're going to be stuck alone on this ship for who knows how long then why don't we pass the time in a fun way, hm?" Loki playful said as he stood up, reaching for Adam's hand to pull him along into the living quarters.
"I do not think we should be taking Quill's own stash of alcohol, Loki," Adam said, diligently following Loki's lead, bottle still in hand and a smile still on his face.
"Oh please, it's not like there's a need for a private stash on this ship. There's enough here for an Asgardian feast." Loki retorted, turning towards Adam as he sat on one of the leather seats, pulling the man down with him, placing his bottle onto the table in front of them. Adam followed suit.
A familiar green shimmer drew Adam’s eyes to Loki's hand, which now held two wine glasses.
"Could you have not used that same magic for them" Adam said head tilting slightly towards the two bottles on the table.
"Well of course, but where would the fun be in that?" Loki replied, opening a bottle and pouring the contents into the two glasses, passing one to Adam once full. It was a dark blue liquid, almost opaque, that smelled almost citrusy.
Loki took a small sip before glancing towards the wall on the other side of the room, where the central speaker system for the ship was embedded. A Slight flick of his hand sent a small ball emitting a green smoke in that direction, landing on the floor and causing an exact replica of the god to appear. Loki's mind quickly swapped to the clone's body as he browsed whatever music Quill had recently uploaded from his walkman - if that was what it was called, Loki hadn't really been listening when Quill explained it to him - ultimately choosing a song with a name that felt familiar. Music began to play through the speakers, an energetic song with a female singer played. Loki's mind returned to his body and the clone disappeared, he took a sip of his glass and looked up at Adam, who also took a sip from his own glass.
After an hour, the two were halfway through the second bottle. They had drunk the first while telling stories from throughout their lives but by the time they had opened the second, Adam had grown quieter, only letting out soft laughter or agreements in response to the god's ramblings. A deep orange dusted his cheeks and ears and his eyes rested half lidded. He turned to face his partner, swaying slightly. Loki was recounting one of the many tricks he had played on his brother, but Adam wasn't paying attention to the words; He was far too focused on how Loki's lips moved as he talked. Without thinking he leaned in and kissed him, catching him off guard and interrupting him mid sentence.
After a second, Loki leaned into the kiss. He was expecting the "perfect human" to have a higher tolerance for drinking but while he was just more than tipsy, Adam seemed to be far more intoxicated. Loki felt a warm hand on his back that quickly drifted lower, gently grabbing him while the kiss deepened. Adam's other hand matched his first, then without warning, he pulled Loki onto his lap, holding him as close as he could. Loki pulled away slightly to breathe, prompting Adam to begin kissing his cheek, trailing past his jawline onto his neck. Soft kisses quickly grew into gentle bites and sucking, leaving several dark marks. Loki's groans cause a twitching in Adam's pants, which did not go unnoticed by the god. He began to shift his, grinding himself into the man under him, causing him to moan slightly into the gods neck.
The two were soon both pent up messes, grinding and groaning into each other. Adam's hands lowered again, this time finding themselves under Loki's thighs, as he shifted, standing suddenly. He stumbled slightly forward but quickly regained his balance. He moved his head away from Loki's neck, causing the god to look at him.
"Adam, what are you-" Loki began to say before being quickly thrusted upwards and over Adam's shoulder. Once the man regained his sense of balance again, he began to walk, heading towards the door.
"Where are we going?!" Loki asked, only to be met by silence. He pouted again and crossed his arms, he was upset the fun had stopped so soon just as it was getting exciting.
After a minute or so of Adams slow and swaying walking, they reached the sleeping quarters. Adam walked into his own and, as gently as he could, tossed Loki onto his bed. Loki was more than familiar with Adam's quarters, having spent many a night there, but he was still surprised by how much was in there - little trinkets from the Guardians from different planets, many they had saved while Adam was still in his cocoon.
Loki was quickly snapped back into the situation as he felt Adam undo his trousers, pulling them down enough to expose him. An unfamiliar warmth grew rapidly in his cheeks, along with his heartbeat as Adam's hand shifted up and down before he used his tongue to lick up the god’s length, licking around his head. A shiver rippled through Loki’s body as his eyes rolled back and an unapologetic moan leaked out. The pleasure was soon overtaken by ecstasy as he felt an overwhelming warmth. He looked down to see Adam having already taken him fully into his mouth, slowly moving his head up and down. Loki matched his movements with his hips, pushing himself deeper into Adam's throat, moaning desperately while taking one of his hands and running his fingers through the man's blond hair before pushing his head further down, causing him to slightly gag.
A thought crossed Loki's mind as he looked past the head bobbing up and down desperately. Perhaps it was the alcohol but Loki desperately needed to both to feel and fill his partner more and as soon as possible. With a flick of his free hand and a familiar green magic, an identical clone of the god stood behind Adam. It kneeled to get a better angle, grabbing Adams hips and grinding into him, a sensation Loki could feel alongside the warmth of the man's mouth. The clone slipped its thumbs into the waistband of Adams pants and pulled them down entirely, completely exposing him, before licking his index and middle fingers and gently pushing one in. Adam moans were loud despite being muffled, the vibrations causing another wave of ecstasy to pulse through the god. The clone began to move its finger in and out, soon adding a second; Adams desperate moans assuring Loki that he desperately needed to fuck him.
The clone pulled its fingers out entirely, causing a whimper from Adam. As it prepared itself, Loki's mind swapped to it - still able to feel all of Adam’s hard work. He gently pushed into the man again, causing desperate loud moans to pour every mouth in the room. With little time to let the man get used to being so filled, Loki's hips began to move back and forth, picking up speed and matching the rhythm of the now clone on the bed. He grabbed Adam's hips pulling him in so he could go deeper with every thrust, nails digging into the man's golden skin. The pleasure quickly overwhelmed the god, both him and the clone finishing, filling the man. Adam pulled his head up and swallowed, his hand firmly placed on the clone's thigh. A different warmth spread over Loki, he felt more energised and, more importantly, desperate for more. His clone's hand pulled Adams head back down, causing him to gag and choke again while he shifted his hips into him.
One of Loki's hands shifted from Adam's hip, drifting lower, grabbing Adam's hard and twitching dick. Pulling hand back, he once again made a clone. This one lay beneath Adam, rubbing him, once again in time with the other Loki's hips, and licking his head clean of pre-cum. He soon wrapped his arms around Adam's waist and pulled his head up, taking him as far down his throat as possible then quickly moving up and down, moaning.
The pleasure for both men was too much, Loki filled Adam again while he filled the mouth of the clone beneath him, neither were ready to stop, each using their healing on the other, pushing for another desperate frantic round. Unsurprisingly, neither man lasted very long.
Loki's fuzzy mind swapped back to the body on the bed, his clones disappearing with a green trail. He looked at the man in front of him, lifting his head up gently to look at his face; He was a mess. A leaking, drooling mess. His face had been a deep orange for a while, and despite his half lidded eyes pearlescent white nature, the god could still tell they could hardly pay particular focus on anything. Loki's hands lowered, hooking under his partner's arms before gently pulling him up onto the bed with him.
Face to face again, Adam leaned in, taking this opportunity to kiss his partner, slipping his tongue in quickly. Loki's arms wrapped around Adam's neck as their kiss quickly deepened, unaware of his hand drifting down. The man wrapped his hand around Loki's dick, slowly moving up and down as all too familiar warms radiated from his palm. Adam shifted, pulling away from the kiss, repositioning himself above his partner.
"Adam-" Loki mumbled out through laboured breaths before being cut off by his own groaning as the man lowered himself onto his dick.
The man wasted no time, shifting his hips and finding a rhythm before lowering himself again towards Loki to continue their kiss. Loki couldn't help but move in rhythm to Adam pulling him closer, desperate to feel and taste him. Both men's hands and fingers entangled themselves in the other's hair, holding each other close even as their kiss dissolved into gasping and moaning. After not long, Loki once again filled Adam, pushing the man to finish himself, leaving a mess over both the men and the bed. Adam lifted himself enough for Loki to pull out before collapsing next to him, his closed eyes and soft breathing was enough for Loki to know he was fast asleep and before long Loki had joined him.
Loki's eyes fluttered open, met with the golden face of his partner, breathing gently in and out as he slept. The warmth of the man between his arms was a more than welcome comfort, a comfort that was soon disrupted by the sudden awareness of a stickiness between the two. Loki glanced down as a quick look of disgust flashed across his face. He pulled away from Adam carefully, propping himself up on his elbow, before gently shaking his shoulder.
"Adam, sweetheart," Loki cooed. Adam stirred and gently murmured. "We need to go wash, especially before the others return," Loki moved his hand to Adam's face, squishing his cheeks together and moving his head side to side.
Adams blinked awake with a groan. His half lidded eyes looked up at Loki before closing again as he wrapped his arm around the god trying to pull him close. Loki instead sat up fully, cupping the man's face with both hands, tilting upwards.
"Adam, darling," Loki purred, "You do want to come wash with me, don't you?" He leaned down and placed a kiss on the man's forehead then let go and turned away, readying to get up. Loki glanced again at the mess they had made and flicked his hand, a green shimmer cleaned the physical mess but the stickiness prevailed.
Adam groaned as he pushed himself up, reaching again for the cooling touch of his partner, wrapping his arms around his chest and resting his chin on his shoulder. Loki stood up, pulling away from Adam's weak grip, and reached down for the man's hand; Once Adam had given his partner his hand he was pulled up to stand also, stumbling slightly as he did. He looked down, eyes still barely open, only to find himself - and Loki - suddenly wrapped in simple robes. An arm slipped around his waist and guided him to the door and he followed, happy to go wherever his partner was leading him.
Loki peered into the sleeping quarters hallway, making sure it was clear before guiding a clearly half asleep and not entirely sober, swaying Adam to the showers, which were luckily only a few steps away. Once they were in, Loki gently lowered Adam to the floor under the shower, locking the door then ridding them both of their robes. He turned on the shower, but just enough to check the temperature, where he preferred scalding hot showers, he knew Adam preferred a much cooler temperature. Eventually settling on lukewarm, the god turned the pressure up and sat down next to the man, pulling him closer under the water. With, once again, a familiar green shimmer, a few bottles appeared next to them. Loki grabbed one and squirted the contents into his hand, and then began rubbing it into Adam's still overly warm skin. As he focused on lathering his partner in soap, he failed to notice Adam leaning in, or his drifting hand, not until he was met with a needy kiss and a desperate hand on his thigh. He pulled away from the kiss and moved the man's hand away.
"As much as I would truly love to, Darling," Loki said, kissing Adam's cheek and continuing to rub soap in, "We need to wash before the others return, which could be any time now, so be good for me and turn around, hm?" He could help but smile at the state his partner was currently in, and he couldn't deny he found it incredibly cute.
A slight whine left Adams mouth as he turned around, back to Loki as he rubbed in more soap, taking care to trace every raised pattern on his skin. Once he had finished with the soap, Loki moved on to shampoo, squeezing some onto his hand again.
"Lean back please, dear." Loki asked gently as he worked the shampoo into Adam’s now wet hair. Adam, without hesitation, complied, melting into Loki's hands, feeling more awake as water passed over him.
Once Loki was finished washing Adam, he leaned in to give him a gentle kiss, which was returned very softly.
"Thank you, Loki." Adam said, barely pulling away from the kiss with a gentle smile on his face.
"Oh it was no trouble sweetheart, especially considering I got to feel around your perfect body." Loki teased with a grin on his face.
"Allow me to return the favour." Adam offered, already reaching for the soap.
"If you insist," Loki replied, leaning in for another quick kiss before sitting back and allowing Adam to lather him in soap, finally clearing off the pervasive stickiness.
Adam had washed Loki many a time, this time was hardly different. Gently rubbing in soap, taking care to massage in shampoo and conditioner. He had soon finished, leaving them both to sit quietly and take in each other's touch under the cascading water.
After another quick kiss, Adam stood up, offering a hand to the god and turning off the water. They headed towards the door, still hand in hand, as Loki's magic passed over them, drying and clothing them just as they unlocked the door. Adam poked his head out, checking again to see if anyone had returned to the ship. Once he was sure they hadn't, him and Loki left, returning to the living quarters they had drunkenly left hours ago.
The quarters were just as they left them, all but empty thanks to two bottles and two glasses on one of the tables - one of each being empty and the other half full - and music still playing. As Adam went to turn off the music, Loki headed for the table with the glasses and bottles. He picked up Adams unfinished glass and downed the contents before making both glasses disappear, he then picked up both bottles and made them appear full. As the god started towards his partner, the buzzing of the ship's comms drew both of their attention. Adams headed to the cockpit, Loki following close behind, and sat in the chair the god had found him in, flipping on the comms just as Quill had shown him before they left. Loki sat again beside him, returning the bottles to their spot under the chair, as a video popped up on the screen in front of Adam"
"Oh finally, hey Adam, we'll be back in like twenty or so minutes, just letting you know." Quill's typical demeanor was clear despite his clear exhaustion from the mission that had taken the team the better half of a day to get through.
"Understood, Quill, we'll see you then" With that, the ship's comms turned back off.
"What do they expect us to do in those twenty minutes?" Loki sulked.
"You can't already be bored, can you Loki?" Adam playfully remarked.
"Of course I can," Loki pouted, leaning forwards, resting his chin on his hand and his elbow on the chair's armrest.
Adam chuckled slightly, leaning over to kiss his partner on the cheek.