posted this purely for the neck and the faint amount of chest hair
OH MYG OD SOMEONE JUST SENT ME A NUDE PICTURE OF BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH AJIDNSODHGIHNJH
+ tom hiddleston
+ so uh
+ bondage kink
+ seriously look at that top gif
+ I NEED THIS FIC NOW
+ NOW NOW NOW
+ wait maybe i'll just write it
+ i dedicate this to Reyne
I’m also going to post this as standalone without the gifs so that it will show up in the tags. Enjoy.
Upon arriving back in Asgard, Thor breaks down and hugs his brother. Loki stands stiffly, one hand still on the Tesseract, the other hanging by his side. The shackles dig uncomfortably into his wrists.
“I’m just glad you are alive, brother,” Thor whispers, looking into Loki’s green eyes. The god of mischief looks down and takes a deep breath and shakes his head. It is all he can do, for the muzzle does not allow him to speak.
“I missed you, Loki,” Thor says. He leans in and rests his forehead against the younger god’s.
Loki gazes upward into Thor’s eyes. It is a look that the god of thunder has seen many times before. One he knows so well.
Thor takes Loki by the hand and leads him to his chambers. He takes another chain and attaches it to the one binding his prisoner’s hands. He pulls it upward, clipping one end to the headboard of his bed. Loki lays on his back, hands above his head and leaving him exposed. Thor starts with the area just under his left eye, kissing tenderly across his cheekbone and nibbling on his earlobe. Loki shivers beneath him and leans his head to the right in order to allow access to his neck. Thor takes this invitation and immediately starts tracing veins and sucking on his jugular.
Loki struggles against his bonds. He wants to pull Thor on top of him, wants to feel the familiar weight… along with other things. It has been so long since the two of them had even seen each other, and this fact was made obvious by how quickly his body is responding. He moans as Thor bites his collarbone, shudders as his armour is peeled away and the cold air hits his now-hot skin, and cries out against his restraints when Thor dips his tongue into Loki’s navel.
“You like that, do you?” Thor teases cheekily. He looks up from Loki’s lower body into his green, green eyes.
“Mmf,” comes the muffled response. He looks downwards and notices that the younger god is at half-mast.
It is not long before Loki is completely naked except for his cape. Thor is, maddeningly, still fully clothed. He lays on top of Loki. Luckily for the trickster, his powers are still within him.
The god of thunder sits up abruptly. “Loki! Where are my clothes?!”
Loki’s eyes glint mischievously before he wraps his legs around Thor’s waist, pulling him close. He throws back his head and closes his eyes as they make contact. It is so good to be home.