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Two sweaty bodies lie entwined on the dirty white sheets. Dark and blonde hair mingles on the pillow. Loki has his head burrowed into Thor’s chest. He feels so exhausted. Thor is already a beast in bed on a regular basis. This seems to be even more the case when he has been away for a month. Loki doesn’t know how long they were having sex, but he has no energy to spare any more. He needs sleep. However, it appears that Thor is seeking even more. His hand glides down Loki’s back, finding his bare buttock and massaging it. An indication that he would like more.
No more, Loki decides and bites Thor’s bicep, hoping that will be enough to show his unwillingness for another round. Thor moans. At first Loki is satisfied. This will teach him a lesson. But he doesn't get the expected reaction. No, Thor is even more relentless with his groping! He feels Thor’s fingers searching for his used hole.
Thor was never bitten, or better said, never bitten by his lover. Loki’s bite awakened something in him. Something primal. His intentions were to bed Loki gently one last time, but now he couldn't hold himself back.
Loki’s slack body gets manhandled under Thor, his legs are thrown over Thor’s shoulder. Thor positions himself and pushes himself into the warm and used body under him. Loki feels overwhelmed. His body already sensitive from the rounds before, taking Thor’s cock again inside him was a lot. Feeling full again, feeling him move inside him, a feeling he normally loves, makes him feel like everything is overflowing, everything is a tad too much, he can’t contain this much in his body. It feels like it will burst out of him, his body would be left behind, broken. He sobs. His arms stretch up to Thor’s neck, searching for support. He pulls him down, closer, he wants him closer while Thor lets his legs fall down to his hips. Loki feels like this is so unfair, he won't stand for it. If he had to suffer his brother needs to suffer as well. He bites down hard into Thor’s shoulder, drawing blood. Thor moans again, his cock twitching. He starts to thrust even more fervently. Loki feels faint, his head falls back. A breathless “You bastard!” leaves his lips. "Hnng.”
Thor chuckles and leans down for a kiss. But Loki is not in the mood for kissing. He bites his bottom lip hard, not letting go.
For Thor this feels divine. He tastes his own blood on his lips. Heat courses through his body. He feels himself losing control, his hips move involuntarily, and his rhythm is a mess. But even then Loki is still drawing his blood. It trickles down his chin and his neck, pooling at his collarbone. Thor feels himself near the edge. He wants to make his brother feel the same. He takes a deep breath and halts his hips, grasping for control he slowly picks up his pace again. His hand reaches between them, grasping Loki’s cock.
A sob leaves Loki’s lips. It’s too much. He feels something wanting to leave his body, similar to an orgasm, but it feels so much more intense. His thighs start to tremble. Moans escape from his mouth involuntarily. His hips meet Thor’s. Everything is to much. He has to let it out somehow. His teeth bury themselves into Thor’s.
Thor feels himself cumming, he can’t stop it any longer. His seed buried deep inside his brother.
Loki sighed with relief. It seems Thor has finished.
But Thor is not finished. He lowers himself down until his head is positioned between Loki's thighs. He wants to taste Loki, wants to make him cum again. He licks the seed, which is trickling down from Loki’s fluttering hole. His tongue finds its way into Loki. Licking out Thor’s own seed and tasting himself combined with Loki’s taste. He sucks and thrusts with his tongue into Loki, who wails.
He feels too much again. His whole body starts to tremble uncontrollably. He feels himself teetering near the edge. One of Thor’s hands wanders up to Loki’s dick and pumps one, two, three times.
Loki can’t hold on any more. He feels his orgasm overwhelming him, noise leaving his throat, and his insides contracting and loosening. It feels like forever, his orgasm not wanting to stop. Now he understands why people call an orgasm a little death. He feels like he is floating between existing and not. His body goes slack. His eyes are closing, unconsciously. But he doesn’t want to fall asleep now, he wants to feel strong arms around him, making him feel safe.
Thor looks astounded down at Loki. His brother came dry. And it was so, so hot. At the sight of it, his cock started to fill up again. But as he looked up at Loki’s face, he looks exhausted, nearly asleep. This will have to do now. He can wait for tomorrow for more. He lies down beside Loki and collects him into his arms.
Loki feels safe and protected in Thor’s arms. He cuddles into Thor. One last time he wanted to relive his frustration and bites Thor’s chest lightly. But he really did miss him…
Thor looks down at his lover tenderly. He loves having him in his arms. They fit perfectly. He kisses the top of Loki’s head, and then he tries to will away his stiff cock.