Kinktober Day Fourteen: Incest (Patreon)

Thor - Loki (MCU)
Incest / teasing /  manipulation / dirty talk / spanking
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No matter what happened, they belonged to one another. Thor had promised him this much. 

Loki, for his part, had has doubts.

“You don't look at me the way you do her.” Loki turned away, his stiff tone betraying his innermost emotions. “You smile at her. The way you used to smile at me.” he crossed his arms, flipping his long black hair over his shoulder as he effected the most kittenish pout. “Why don't you smile at me anymore, brother?”

It was true. Thor had an unfriendly frown on his face, the muscles of his jaw tightening. “Is this why you have been so ill behaved as of late? Jealousy?” His elder brother hovered above him, broad shouldered and intimidating. “You know...”

“I know nothing.” Loki said and humphed under his breath. “You swore to me. You swore ages ago that we would never be apart. Are you breaking that vow? For what? For Sif?”

“It was not my choice. Father arranged this. You know that. Why do you blame me...?”

“Because you smile at her.” He hissed through his teeth, glowering from under a knit brow. “You smile and stroke her cheeks and pet her hair like you once did mine.” Loki slunk closer, his hand tucking into the collar of his robe and letting it fall to the floor. Beneath it he wore nothing, a pale and lithe body awaiting Thor's attentions. “You have not come to see me since the engagement was announced. I waited, hoping you would come into my room to play with me.”   
 
“Loki, stop.” Thor closed his eyes as the slim, familiar arms wrapped around him. He tried not to groan, but too often had Loki slung himself around his shoulders, allowing Thor to lift him by the hips, press him to the wall, and fuck him till the tiles shattered on the ground? “We are not in our hundreds anymore. We have responsibilities. I have responsibilities. I...I can not allow myself to be swayed by you so easily.”

His upper lip curled, showing off a line of white teeth. “Swayed? Is that what I do?” he swung his hips back and forth, rubbing his crotch up against Thor's with grinding motions. “When you need my advice, do I not give it? When we fight together in battle, do I not guard your back?” When the blond would not let Loki kiss his lips, he instead pressed himself to Thor's chin, grazing his teeth along the beard and whispering in a raspy voice. “When your prick stands up in the middle of the night, do I not kneel and suck it for you?”
 
Thor quivered as he recalled those nights when Loki would crawl up under the sheets and take the engorged cock in his mouth, letting him drive forward with all his ferocity. Loki would sputter and loose breath, but he never failed. He would rather risk blacking out than failing his dear Thor.
 
“Oh. I see you remember.” Loki's hands were nimble as he guided them down between the tight leather's, gasping happily as he felt the swollen cock. “Ummmmmh. DO you think she could please you half as well as I? Heh. That woman belongs in a war tent not a wedding gown. Do you think she'll let you bend her over like an indecent whore and fuck her in the ass?” Loki cackled with dramatic flare! “She'd have your head just for asking!”
 
“You will not!” Thor growled, taking Loki by the throat, applying his thumb to the pressure point. “She is a good and noble woman. She is a fine warrior and you would do well not to speak that way of my future wife!”

He couldn't have said anything more cruel tan that. Loki's eyes began to resemble the pools in the garden as they brimmed with tears. 

“You...you would hurt me for her sake?” Loki trembled in his grip. He kissed the thumb, trailing his tongue over it. “Or is this a new game? Do you want to choke me, Thor?” Loki moaned, running his hands over his brother's arms. “I'll let you do it. I know you'd never really hurt me.” He lifted his leg, spreading the thighs open to rub his knee over the quickly growing cock. “She is too good a woman to let you play the games you are so very fond of.”   
 
Thor's face was growing flush, his eyes focused on Loki's expression with a dazed attraction.   
 
“I'll play. You know I like to play.” He leaned forward into the hand and his lashes fluttered. “Go on. Squeeze. Show me your power, brother.” 

Thor tightened his grip and he could not deny his cock strained with delight at Loki's harsh gasp. “You are a devil.”

“No. No dear brother. I am your devil.” 

Thor picked him up effortlessly, gnawing at the man's neck with an unholy appetite. Loki, for his part, laughed with a giddy tone, spreading his legs wide for what he knew was coming. 

“Yes. Punish me. You know I have poor self control without you.”

“You have no self control.” Thor grimaced as he stole him away to the couch. “And I will not give you what you want.”

“What? OUMPH!” Loki made an astonished noise in his throat as he was tossed on the bed, only to have his ankle grasped by Thor's rough hands and drug down to the bottom. “What are you...! T-thor?” Loki cringed as he saw the wide belt removed, Thor snapping it in half before folding it around his hand. “You wouldn't dare!” 

“You like your games, brother. But you do not like being punished. You have never liked being taken to task for your actions.” Thor drug Loki's back end over his lap, the poor thing kick and screaming the whole time. Loki wrestled, trying so desperately to struggle out of his grip. But as the first blow fell, he went rigid as a broompole and howled out in pain, the heat spreading over his ample cheeks. “But if no one else will teach you a lesson, than as your elder, the duty falls upon me.”