Steven Rogers (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
shieldborne) wrote2017-06-15 11:29 pm
shieldborne) wrote2017-06-15 11:29 pm
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For magpiemythos
((continued from here))
After a confusing, worrisome evening spent together, Steve seems to feel he and Loki have hit some kind of new level in their friendship. He's less wry and cagey, a little more overly solicitous and warm; still, in the cold light of day he's a lot more awkward about both physical and emotional intimacy, and if Loki reverts to his usual teasing banter, Steve will fall into the same comfort zone.
He thinks about him often when he's not there, though. Hoping he's found a safer, kinder way to fight his demons. Fearing he hasn't, and feeling helpless to do anything more about that than he already has. At least now, Loki won't have to initiate all their contacts. He'll get occasional texts and calls from Steve, asking if he wants something at a store, if he's seen x or y movie, whether he's all right.
The others are a little bemused about Steve's increasingly less subtle interest in their otherworldly acquaintance. Some of them are openly skeptical, afraid he could be being played, but since no one has anything against Loki, it remains a topic of quiet, civil debate.
It's early in the evening this time when Steve texts Loki. Just a brief note, and he doesn't entirely expect a response: They're trying to convince me to get a tattoo of a bald eagle with a tear running down its face. It's a conspiracy, they're all in on it.
I doubt it would last long with my healing factor even if I did.
How's your evening going?
After a confusing, worrisome evening spent together, Steve seems to feel he and Loki have hit some kind of new level in their friendship. He's less wry and cagey, a little more overly solicitous and warm; still, in the cold light of day he's a lot more awkward about both physical and emotional intimacy, and if Loki reverts to his usual teasing banter, Steve will fall into the same comfort zone.
He thinks about him often when he's not there, though. Hoping he's found a safer, kinder way to fight his demons. Fearing he hasn't, and feeling helpless to do anything more about that than he already has. At least now, Loki won't have to initiate all their contacts. He'll get occasional texts and calls from Steve, asking if he wants something at a store, if he's seen x or y movie, whether he's all right.
The others are a little bemused about Steve's increasingly less subtle interest in their otherworldly acquaintance. Some of them are openly skeptical, afraid he could be being played, but since no one has anything against Loki, it remains a topic of quiet, civil debate.
It's early in the evening this time when Steve texts Loki. Just a brief note, and he doesn't entirely expect a response: They're trying to convince me to get a tattoo of a bald eagle with a tear running down its face. It's a conspiracy, they're all in on it.
I doubt it would last long with my healing factor even if I did.
How's your evening going?
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"Should save a bit of that frosting and decorate you." Was he being serious? Probably not, though he had to admit the idea of getting his mouth on the other man was one that he rather enjoyed.
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His head drops back down to nuzzle into Loki's neck and shoulder again. "Should I let you do that?" He jokes breathlessly, licking. "Wouldn't you draw frosting dicks on my face or something?"
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"Frosting dicks?" He laughed, a little breathlessly to be sure himself, definitely not unaffected by the sweet sort of affections shared. "Hardly. Maybe I'd draw out some stories. They can get very long and... involved."
And that just meant more to lick clean after which was a big part of the fun.
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And licking later sounds even better.
At this point, his physical reaction to this kind of contact and talk could not be more obvious, pressed against Loki's thigh. "I could be talked into that," he says, voice a little higher pitched than normal.
Evidently, he's into this idea.
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Like how his not-so-innocent moment of stretching had his leg shifting under Steve, nails scraping over skin at the same time. Clearly he wasn't doing this on purpose... right? Surely it was just a coincidence.
Not that the amused glimmer to his gaze agreed with that assumption though.
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He gasps and groans softly, squirming against him like he can't quite help himself. "Are we...unh, god. Are we going further with this? Because if you're gonna do that, I really need to know."
Before Loki can answer, he kisses him on the mouth again, then adds, "I want to give you what you want, though. Whatever you need."
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The kiss was welcomed, chased after even with the trickster catching Steve's bottom lip in a light nip before releasing him with a grin. "When I said I want you, I wasn't talking about for a rousing round of Scrabble."
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"Although," he admits, rolling his hips against him more deliberately, "I may be a little out of practice here. Don't worry, I'll catch on quick enough."
He shifts up on one elbow to give himself room to touch him better, stroking down his side with the backs of his fingers. "You're gorgeous, you know that?"
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But for now he was more than happy to be swept up in the sweet, affectionate sort of pleasure that Steve was offering, squirming languidly under the slide of fingers over skin, a bit of a flush creeping over his cheeks at the compliment. He'd been called as much before, but something about it being Steve paying him that compliment just had it accompanied by a warm wash of delight.
"Flatterer." For all the reply was playfully chiding, he seemed pleased more than anything, fingertips slipping idly under the band of Steve's boxers to play along the skin still hidden under fabric.