Title: Candied
Prompts:
31_days |
norsekinkFandom: Thor (2011), The Avengers (2012)
Character/Pairing: Loki/Thor, Iron Man, Captain America, Hawkeye, Black Widow, Hulk
Word Count: 3515
Summary: Loki has recently discovered the existence of lollipops and he is obsessed with them to the extent of starting to obscenely lick and suck on them during
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Loki tucked his fluttering scarf back under his long coat as Thor whipped up next to him behind Mjölnir.
“Loki.”
“Mmm.” He licked his lips then stuck the pink lollipop back in his mouth, eyes tracking the devastating path of the floating black sphere.
“Loki, what are you doing?” Thor tried again.
Loki gestured distractedly at a No Loitering sign that Thor was sure was not there a moment ago. At least it looked like he was on his day off, only an observer in this latest plot, not seeming to be maintaining any spells to direct the giant orb.
“This is a wonderful food to have your tongue finally so well occupied,” Thor chuckled casually, attempting to lighten the mood. He eyed Loki’s sucking mouth, the younger God’s lips reddened obscenely with the candy’s colouring.
Thor missed the baleful glare Loki shot him before the master mage swept a hand through the air, drenching it heavy with magic, startling Thor. Screaming erupted anew beneath them.
“Brother, what have you unleashed?”
“Oh my.” Loki was already peering gleefully over the edge of the building. “It’s positively a bloodbath.”
The black sphere had stopped discharging lasers and now spat out many leaves of green paper, flapping in the wind like ineffectual butterflies. “Loki …” Thor snatched one out of the air and examined the face of an old man on it, thumbing the number 50 in one corner. Loki had taken one himself and released it in the guise of a folded paper bird, which drifted into the absolute bedlam below.
“What madness have you induced in the mortals? Reverse it, now!”
Loki finally pulled out the candy with an impatient pop, wintergreen eyes flashing in mockery. “Hush, I’ve always wanted to do that, don’t spoil my fun.”
Thor raised Mjölnir against Loki, who watched his older brother in interest. Loki made a show out of twirling the sweet outrageously around in his mouth, suckling on it childishly, the coyest hint of the strawberry-flavoured lolly slipping in and out of his pouting lips.
Thor growled, his grip on Mjölnir flexing in aggravation. Brute force was not always the answer to everything, and hardly anyone knew what to do with his misguided brother in any event. Loki smugly ignored him and went back to watching his social experiment unfold until one of Clint Barton’s arrows nearly burrowed through his skull, if it were not for his reflexes. The God of Mischief looked sidelong at the still trembling arrow disdainfully, slipped himself into a window reflection and disappeared.
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