//HELP ME I AM SCREAMING
ALL OF MY TROYKI FEELS
Loki moved his hand up, taking the soft mattress of his shirt with him. He didn’t completely take his shirt off, but left most of his torso showing. Now, his skin was his to touch, to tease… And he would love it. Slowly, his lips left the other’s mouth and he begun to tease him with his teeth, kissing the exposed skin of his belly and biting it softly now and then.
Troy breathed heavily as the other’s lips pressed against his skin, and he whimpered when Loki’s teeth grazed his skin. He reached up and covered his own mouth so he could drown out any moans he might be making. He was a little embarrassed of himself, though he knew he shouldn’t have been.
Softly and carefully, Loki ran his hands down the other’s sides, getting to the brim of his pants. He felt devoid of any shame, as he was very experienced on this. Something, though, told him that this night would be different from all others. The boy before him had such innocence, yet he was so inviting. With that in mind, Loki slid his hand into the other’s pants.
Answering question with another question? Oh, two can play at that game. His grin pulled ever wider, his ocher hues glimmering with the mischief their conversation gave him potential for. “I think the true question is, what would you like to do if given the chance?” He smirked, tilting his head to the side as he studied the other, obviously having a ball with their conversation.
"To be honest…" He begun, looking away from his twin and focusing a bit on his own nails. "… I feel quite heated up today." He was circling the matter, Loki knew it, but getting straight to the thing was not fun at all, was it, now?
She cleaned her face from the blood. “Yes. Unluckily yes. I am one of them…” Claudia said trying to smile. There was something strange about her but she couldn’t understand what…
Loki nodded softly and politely smiled. “Sorry for the lack of manners… Thank you for… Y’know… That.” Slowly and carefully, she offered the ginger vampire her hand, in a jest. “I’m Loki.”
“… Undressed?” Loki chuckled at the word, the corner of his lips lifted in a grin. Surely, soon you will be undressed, my darling, but it is far too son. Night is a child, he thought maliciously. “I shall wait the needed time, my lady.” He replied, bowing his head softly as he entered the house. The place was quite tidy, he noticed, and it smelled like cinnamon.
She flushed just a bit at her small mistake there and she just laughed. “No, not undressed, oh you know what I mean.” There wasn’t going to be any state of undress, her sister will kill her. “Well then, make yourself comfortable and I will try not to take long.”
With a small shake of her head she disappeared to get ready. She was now thankful Nanna had insisted on getting Midgardian clothes for both of them and it was going to finally pay off now. And well in her defense, she did tried to be quick but took a bit more than expected, she smoothed a hand on the dress she was wearing –somehow it felt too fitting, before moving out to meet him. “Well I am ready.”
As he heard footsteps down the stairs, he stood up, for education. As soon as his saw her, an innocent grin full of second intentions formed upon his lips. “You look just enchanting.” Slowly and softly, he took one of her hands and span her around, like in a dance. “It was worth the waiting.”
“Did you think I meant pleasure for me?” He chuckled, obviously joking. “I meant it’s a pleasure for you.” Tony’s ego was showing, but he didn’t care. It always showed. He began to assume that there would be a big ‘who had the biggest ego’ type of thing going on between the two.
"Oh, there is no way it could have been with such huge ego before me. I can’t see the man behind it." She said, now not very joking anymore, more like serious.
((Amazing. What was meant to be my OC blog has become my personal, depressive shit.))
I can’t lose her, please.
Loki blinked confusedly as a veil of a red, blackish smoke begun to circle him. It was very delicate and soft, but cold. Slowly, it transformed him. Her delicate, bare feet gave place to feet covered in leather boots. His leather boots. A grin spread across her face, his black pants back to him, along with his armor and black, pulled back hair. He was back. “It’s over…” Loki couldn’t help but feel a hint of sadness about it. Although, it was good to be back.