[Loki freezes for a second, full stop, no breathing, nothing. His mind grinds to a halt as Steve's lips meet his and it's just enough that when it starts working again he's no long in a panic.
He shouldn't, on paper they are completely incomparable. Steve should probably hate him and he should, at the very least, thing him a puny mortal not worth his time. Yet when he realized he needed someone Rogers was the first name in his mind.
So he kisses back.
It's more fierce than Steve's initial kiss, driven by the need for physical contact, the desire to think of anything else, and a desire he'd been ignoring at the back of his mind for longer than he'd admit. One hand fists into Steve's hair to hold him in place, while the other went to his shoulder so Loki could better leverage himself closerclosercloser.]
[Steve's been more attracted to Loki than he's realized. A lot more
attracted. He wasn't exactly delighted about him when the Avengers were
fighting him, sure... but he's Thor's brother. And Thor trusts him, even if
he doesn't trust him as far as he could throw him (and Thor can throw Loki
a long way).
More importantly, Thor's talked about him, here and there. On those
late nights when it's just been four, or three, or two of them. Sitting up
late, watching the stars, getting into the deeper matters. Thor's talked
about Loki. Doesn't mean that Thor sees everything there is to see about
Loki. No one ever sees absolutely everything about another person. But it's
given Steve a much better idea about the shape of the man underneath
everything that's been done to him, everything that's happened to him.
Talking to Loki himself has cemented that.
Seeing the humor in him. The care. The shyness. The strength to
continue when others might just give up. Steve gets it.
So he didn't particularly mean to kiss Loki just then, but he
doesn't regret it. When Loki kisses him back he makes a soft gasp of want,
leaning into him. Loki's fingers feel good.]
[When growing up many people said Loki was Thor's impulse control, and in many ways that was true. He would always tell his brother when something was a dumb idea or likely to get him killed. He never really stopped him, but it still gave him the reputation of being the 'responsible one.'
The issue is Loki's impulse control is roughly as good as Thor's (that being nearly non-existent), but unlike his brother Loki never had anyone to slow him down. So when the urge hits him to do something potentially self-destructive he just goes for it.
Like right now he really wants to climb into Steve's lap, and no one is telling him not to, so he leverages himself up and swings a leg over the other's lap. He pulls back briefly to get a breath of air]
[Steve's only too aware of what Thor's like. He loves him, as a
friend, as a companion, as a fellow warrior. Someone he can trust. He's
beginning to realise that maybe there's more to it for him, with Loki.
He's also beginning to realise that Loki around Thor is not exactly
the same as Loki by himself. Hoo boy, is he not!
Steve's eyebrows are high on his face, but his hands are welcoming,
spread across Loki's lower back. There might be a touch of possessiveness
to it, too.]
Yeah.
[There's warmth in his voice.]
I mean, I don't know how far you want to go, and I'm not about to take
advantage of you when you're upset. But kissing? Wanting you here?
[Somewhere at the back of Loki's mind his better judgement whispers that this is dangerous, he should stop and evaluate. Still there is a voice much louder, amplified by the mead coursing through him, urging him forward. Take what is offered, what you want, what you deserve. Forget your sorrow and damn the consequences.
His next kiss is sloppier. He actually misses Steve's lips on the first try, only really getting the corner before correcting to capture his lips again]
[Steve's very aware that as the one who's not hurting, it's his
responsibility to make sure Loki doesn't do anything he'll regret. Hell,
even if he wouldn't regret it, Steve would, because it's not right
to take advantage of someone who's drunk, or grieving, and especially not
when they're both.
Kissing him is glorious, though.
Loki kisses him messily, and Steve's breath catches as he winds
gentle fingers through Loki's hair. There's more need in himself than he
wants to admit.]
[If someone had told him a couple of years ago that he would be here now, sitting on Captain America indulging in a very enjoyable make out sessions in years he would have laughed and then stabbed them.
He pulls back just enough to speak, breath ghosting over Steve's ear]
[Steve shivers at that, pleasure raking sharply up his spine, but he
reluctantly shakes his head.]
I - I want to take this further, Loki. But I can't. Not going to happen,
and it's not your fault. I just can't take advantage of someone to, uh,
take things further. Can't. You deserve better than that.
[Steve makes a strangled sound. It's been a while for him, and the
gentle touch feels so good. He's trying as hard as he can to ignore
just how good Loki's weight feels on his erection, too.]
You're capable. You're - [deep breath] - you're very
capable. But I'm not going to let this happen, because you're impaired.
[Loki sits back, removing his hands from Steve's chest but not moving from his lap.]
A few drinks and I'm impaired? [Of course the mead could not have touched him had it been of human brewing, but the crest of New Asgard on the nearly empty jug betrays it's origin.]
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He shouldn't, on paper they are completely incomparable. Steve should probably hate him and he should, at the very least, thing him a puny mortal not worth his time. Yet when he realized he needed someone Rogers was the first name in his mind.
So he kisses back.
It's more fierce than Steve's initial kiss, driven by the need for physical contact, the desire to think of anything else, and a desire he'd been ignoring at the back of his mind for longer than he'd admit. One hand fists into Steve's hair to hold him in place, while the other went to his shoulder so Loki could better leverage himself closerclosercloser.]
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[Steve's been more attracted to Loki than he's realized. A lot more attracted. He wasn't exactly delighted about him when the Avengers were fighting him, sure... but he's Thor's brother. And Thor trusts him, even if he doesn't trust him as far as he could throw him (and Thor can throw Loki a long way).
More importantly, Thor's talked about him, here and there. On those late nights when it's just been four, or three, or two of them. Sitting up late, watching the stars, getting into the deeper matters. Thor's talked about Loki. Doesn't mean that Thor sees everything there is to see about Loki. No one ever sees absolutely everything about another person. But it's given Steve a much better idea about the shape of the man underneath everything that's been done to him, everything that's happened to him. Talking to Loki himself has cemented that.
Seeing the humor in him. The care. The shyness. The strength to continue when others might just give up. Steve gets it.
So he didn't particularly mean to kiss Loki just then, but he doesn't regret it. When Loki kisses him back he makes a soft gasp of want, leaning into him. Loki's fingers feel good.]
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The issue is Loki's impulse control is roughly as good as Thor's (that being nearly non-existent), but unlike his brother Loki never had anyone to slow him down. So when the urge hits him to do something potentially self-destructive he just goes for it.
Like right now he really wants to climb into Steve's lap, and no one is telling him not to, so he leverages himself up and swings a leg over the other's lap. He pulls back briefly to get a breath of air]
Steven. [His voice is breathy] Are you sure?
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[Steve's only too aware of what Thor's like. He loves him, as a friend, as a companion, as a fellow warrior. Someone he can trust. He's beginning to realise that maybe there's more to it for him, with Loki.
He's also beginning to realise that Loki around Thor is not exactly the same as Loki by himself. Hoo boy, is he not!
Steve's eyebrows are high on his face, but his hands are welcoming, spread across Loki's lower back. There might be a touch of possessiveness to it, too.]
Yeah.
[There's warmth in his voice.]
I mean, I don't know how far you want to go, and I'm not about to take advantage of you when you're upset. But kissing? Wanting you here?
Yes. A thousand times, yes.
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His next kiss is sloppier. He actually misses Steve's lips on the first try, only really getting the corner before correcting to capture his lips again]
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[Steve's very aware that as the one who's not hurting, it's his responsibility to make sure Loki doesn't do anything he'll regret. Hell, even if he wouldn't regret it, Steve would, because it's not right to take advantage of someone who's drunk, or grieving, and especially not when they're both.
Kissing him is glorious, though.
Loki kisses him messily, and Steve's breath catches as he winds gentle fingers through Loki's hair. There's more need in himself than he wants to admit.]
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He pulls back just enough to speak, breath ghosting over Steve's ear]
You are wearing far too many clothes.
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[Steve shivers at that, pleasure raking sharply up his spine, but he reluctantly shakes his head.]
I - I want to take this further, Loki. But I can't. Not going to happen, and it's not your fault. I just can't take advantage of someone to, uh, take things further. Can't. You deserve better than that.
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[Loki runs a hand down Steve's chest, then back up under his shirt.
That rational part of his brain fights for dominance: Steven is right, this should stop. But it feels so nice to just forget.]
Or do you think I incapable of making my own decisions?
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[Steve makes a strangled sound. It's been a while for him, and the gentle touch feels so good. He's trying as hard as he can to ignore just how good Loki's weight feels on his erection, too.]
You're capable. You're - [deep breath] - you're very capable. But I'm not going to let this happen, because you're impaired.
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A few drinks and I'm impaired? [Of course the mead could not have touched him had it been of human brewing, but the crest of New Asgard on the nearly empty jug betrays it's origin.]
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[Steve lifts a hand and cups Loki's cheek, then makes a guilty face, removing his hand.]
Sorry. I - yeah. Not just the drinks. You're upset.
Anyone would be.
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Isn't it tiring, always being so responsible?
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[Steve snorts.]
There are people who'd say I'm anything but.
...but yes. It can be.
[He doesn't want Loki to feel ashamed, but it's difficult to avoid in these circumstances.]
I would like to do this again sometime, if you still want to. Another time.
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You know, if it weren't so obvious how I was affecting you I would think you were just being nice.
[He finally looks back up, face oddly blank save for a small smirk]
She would have loved you.