Re: FILL: Loki/Volstagg, PWP (2/4)dedlitNovember 20 2013, 21:09:50 UTC
Only the light going on and off in his cell told him about day and night outside, though he sometimes wasn’t sure if it was accurate. Though Loki hated the bright unnatural light in his cell he even more despised the darkness.
He sat in the dark, on the floor, playing with a little ball of light when he was suddenly aware of another presence in his room. As soon as he identified the scent he relaxed. “What are you doing down here Volstagg?”
A sigh escaped the other man’s lips. “Something very stupid - even for my standards.”
Loki chuckled. “Well, maybe I like stupid more than I would admit if asked …”
Volstagg finally got close enough to him that Loki could see the warrior’s legs in the light. With a wave of his hand he let the light disappear covering them both in complete darkness.
Loki trembled with anticipation when he slowly laid his hands upon the muscular thighs in front of him. When Volstagg didn’t go away he unfastened the belt around his belly and started to undo the clothes.
It wasn’t easy in the dark to get rid of the armour. When Loki wanted to slip Volstaggs feet out of his boots he felt hands grapping him by the shoulders and hauling him up. A hot voice whispered “A prince shouldn’t be on his knees.”
A pleasant smile made its way towards Loki’s lips and he was glad that they were covered in complete darkness. “Thankfully I am no prince anymore.” He dropped to his knees again and got rid of Volstaggs boots.
After getting the man out of his tunic and trousers Loki took his time feeling. Volstagg seemed to be made out of massive muscles and fat. He was hairy on his chest and after a while Loki tangled his fingers into the beard to pull the warrior a little down.
Even then the sorcerer had to stand on tiptoes to reach Volstagg’s mouth with his own. For the first time the tall warrior made a noise and sighed.
Hands clapped around Loki’s hips to lift him high enough that his toes barely touched the ground.
Even though the beard was soft Loki’s lips already burned a little. He pressed his smaller still clothed body finally into the big one before him. When their lips parted Volstagg breathed in his ear. “I must apologise.” Before Loki could say or even think anything he felt the tall warrior fist his tunic before ripping it apart.
It slightly hurt when the fabric was pressed into his skin but Loki didn’t mind. If anything at all it made him harder, aching in his too tight trousers. A moan escaped him when his partner took them and tore them off as easily as ripping paper apart. The trouser-legs started to slip down a little and Loki wouldn’t feel as exposed as now if he were completely naked. He tried in vain to hold his tunic a little together. Of course it was stupid and unnecessary in the darkness but he had never been really comfortable in his body.
Volstagg started kissing his chest and his hand pressed against Loki’s groin. Loki needed a moment to register the panting he heard as his own. He tried to grab at the warrior, claw at him for support. It was not planned like this. Loki hadn’t expected to have this feeling of need in him. He was the one who toyed with people not the other way around.
He tried to muffle his moans in Volstaggs shoulder, bitting and liking whatever skin he reached. “Please …”, the hand on his fully erected cock stopped and Loki whined. He started to hit the warrior before his hands were caught.
Loki didn’t stop trashing to free himself until he was too tired to make a real effort. He felt Volstagg’s body pressing against him until Loki’s back hit the cool wall. “What do you want Loki? Really want …” Of course he could have pushed Volstagg away with his magic but he was too hot, he needed too much. “Take me … please take me apart.”
Loki was pushed around and was relieved when his front was pressed against the prison wall. Two hands spread his buttocks to the point it nearly hurt before a tongue licked without any kind of warning over his hole. Loki began to trash again but was firmly hold in place. He shamelessly moaned when Volstagg let his tongue glide again and again over his hole until it finally pushed inside.
He sat in the dark, on the floor, playing with a little ball of light when he was suddenly aware of another presence in his room. As soon as he identified the scent he relaxed. “What are you doing down here Volstagg?”
A sigh escaped the other man’s lips. “Something very stupid - even for my standards.”
Loki chuckled. “Well, maybe I like stupid more than I would admit if asked …”
Volstagg finally got close enough to him that Loki could see the warrior’s legs in the light. With a wave of his hand he let the light disappear covering them both in complete darkness.
Loki trembled with anticipation when he slowly laid his hands upon the muscular thighs in front of him. When Volstagg didn’t go away he unfastened the belt around his belly and started to undo the clothes.
It wasn’t easy in the dark to get rid of the armour. When Loki wanted to slip Volstaggs feet out of his boots he felt hands grapping him by the shoulders and hauling him up. A hot voice whispered “A prince shouldn’t be on his knees.”
A pleasant smile made its way towards Loki’s lips and he was glad that they were covered in complete darkness. “Thankfully I am no prince anymore.” He dropped to his knees again and got rid of Volstaggs boots.
After getting the man out of his tunic and trousers Loki took his time feeling. Volstagg seemed to be made out of massive muscles and fat. He was hairy on his chest and after a while Loki tangled his fingers into the beard to pull the warrior a little down.
Even then the sorcerer had to stand on tiptoes to reach Volstagg’s mouth with his own. For the first time the tall warrior made a noise and sighed.
Hands clapped around Loki’s hips to lift him high enough that his toes barely touched the ground.
Even though the beard was soft Loki’s lips already burned a little. He pressed his smaller still clothed body finally into the big one before him. When their lips parted Volstagg breathed in his ear. “I must apologise.” Before Loki could say or even think anything he felt the tall warrior fist his tunic before ripping it apart.
It slightly hurt when the fabric was pressed into his skin but Loki didn’t mind. If anything at all it made him harder, aching in his too tight trousers. A moan escaped him when his partner took them and tore them off as easily as ripping paper apart. The trouser-legs started to slip down a little and Loki wouldn’t feel as exposed as now if he were completely naked. He tried in vain to hold his tunic a little together. Of course it was stupid and unnecessary in the darkness but he had never been really comfortable in his body.
Volstagg started kissing his chest and his hand pressed against Loki’s groin. Loki needed a moment to register the panting he heard as his own. He tried to grab at the warrior, claw at him for support. It was not planned like this. Loki hadn’t expected to have this feeling of need in him. He was the one who toyed with people not the other way around.
He tried to muffle his moans in Volstaggs shoulder, bitting and liking whatever skin he reached. “Please …”, the hand on his fully erected cock stopped and Loki whined. He started to hit the warrior before his hands were caught.
Loki didn’t stop trashing to free himself until he was too tired to make a real effort. He felt Volstagg’s body pressing against him until Loki’s back hit the cool wall. “What do you want Loki? Really want …” Of course he could have pushed Volstagg away with his magic but he was too hot, he needed too much. “Take me … please take me apart.”
Loki was pushed around and was relieved when his front was pressed against the prison wall. Two hands spread his buttocks to the point it nearly hurt before a tongue licked without any kind of warning over his hole. Loki began to trash again but was firmly hold in place. He shamelessly moaned when Volstagg let his tongue glide again and again over his hole until it finally pushed inside.
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