Prompt Post No. 1
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Words and Progress: 4000; Complete.
Notes: NC-17. PWP. Featuring D/s, non-monogamy, and pseudo-incest.
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Loki is already unscrewing the cap off an oversized bottle of water when Thor stomps into the area sectioned off for them beside the filming stage. Thor breathes-pants, really-in long and rumbling jolts, and it's a surprise he hasn't winded himself into a fainting spell. He's certainly sweating enough: a greasy sheen of sweet/salty/bitter sweat covers the entirety of his body, from his crown to his brow to his neck and all the way down to the V of his pelvis. Thor has the endurance of an ox, but no man can ward off dehydration, especially when exposed to the burning lights for a half-dozen cameras recording him from every angle as he fucked some girl rigorously (and since they're doing the uninterrupted shots today) without many pauses.
Hence, the water. Loki waits until Thor throws himself onto his stool like the giant oaf he is to approach the man. He positions himself between Thor's legs, which unconsciously widen to allow the impasse.
"Loki," Thor exclaims as he slides his hands up Loki's thighs to rest on his hips, dragging Loki close and intimate. "How I needed a break with you! Even if we only have a short while, at least we have the time at all." Thor smiles widely, naively, his eyes crinkling at their sides with his earnestness. He's brimming with such an excessive amount of sweetness that a lesser man would have thrown the world away just to keep Thor so happy.
But Loki can smell the thick clot of musk and sex of Thor's skin even from this distance; he can taste the tang of Thor's exhaustion on his tongue; and against the inner sides of his knees, Loki can feel the heat of Thor's erection through his modesty towel. The combination is familiar, sickening, and exciting, drawing Loki to it like he's starving for it.
Starving for Thor.
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