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kinkykittenTitle: A Little Pink Plug
Fandom: Thor (2011 Movie)
Pairings/Characters: Loki/Thor
Rating: R
Kink: Sex Toys (Worn Under Clothing)
Summary: Thor never understood how his brother talked him into these things.
Note: Thank you Gilly for betaing for me again.
Thor never understood how his brother talked him into these things. The requests always sounded innocent, but somehow agreeing to them almost always ended up with Thor doing something questionable.
The latest request was brought to Thor while Loki was nuzzling his chest, and looking delightfully small in comparison.
“Would you wear something for me, brother?” Loki looked up at Thor with wide pleading eyes, something that probably should have been a warning sign. “Just as a small reminder of how our relationship is so much more than simple brotherhood.”
To be honest, Thor could never say no to his brother when he looked at him like that. Besides, he’d assumed Loki had meant an innocent ring or trinket of some sort. At least he’d expected something more innocent then the pink butt plug currently resting gently against his prostate.
It did have the effect Loki wanted, though. All throughout the school day Thor could feel it inside him. The full feeling made his cock try to twitch to life every time he walked or sat… or shifted in his seat.
To make things worse, Sif was observant enough to notice something was off, she would keep giving him weird looks and constantly asked if he was okay. More than once he almost growled out how he wanted to pin Loki to his bed and use him as fuck meat. He wasn’t sure if that confession would have been better or worse then admitting to the butt plug. Either way, Thor was sure holding back those responses was what his father meant by showing restraint. Even if fucking his brother probably would have earned him a frown.
By lunch time he was beyond keyed up and definitely on edge, and Sif was still asking him if he was alright. Thor just wanted her to take a hint and let it go already. Soon enough though, Thor didn’t think to worry about her anymore because he saw his brother sit down with a meal and a book on the other side of the cafeteria.
Shifting to get a better look at him, he felt the delightfully persistent pressure from the toy, and it made Thor want to groan with his frustration. Meeting Loki’s eyes and knowing he knew about his torment only made it worse.
Loki saw Thor shift uncomfortably and smirked at him from across the cafeteria.
Thor’s hair trigger temper burned with the flush of humiliation that had grown in his belly. Clutching his fists as if ready for a fight he stood abruptly, and stalked to the table where Loki sat alone.
Looming over his brother, Thor hissed quietly, “Do you think this is funny?”
Loki didn’t stop smirking as he turned a page in his book. “No, I think it is one of the hottest things you have done for me.” He corrected his brother. “You’ve worn my little toy all day, with it pressing against your prostate. Rubbing and teasing you while no one else is the wiser. I bet a second hasn’t gone by that you haven’t thought about me.”
Glancing up from his book, Loki gave Thor a look that smoldered. “I do love being the center of your attention, brother.”
Thor could feel the quick anger defuse almost instantly into a passionate lust; sometimes he could swear his brother played him like a fiddle. “After we get home you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
Loki answered with a deep chuckle, “Oh, I’m counting on it.”
Fandom: Thor (2011 Movie)
Pairings/Characters: Loki/Thor
Rating: R
Kink: Sex Toys (Worn Under Clothing)
Summary: Thor never understood how his brother talked him into these things.
Note: Thank you Gilly for betaing for me again.
Thor never understood how his brother talked him into these things. The requests always sounded innocent, but somehow agreeing to them almost always ended up with Thor doing something questionable.
The latest request was brought to Thor while Loki was nuzzling his chest, and looking delightfully small in comparison.
“Would you wear something for me, brother?” Loki looked up at Thor with wide pleading eyes, something that probably should have been a warning sign. “Just as a small reminder of how our relationship is so much more than simple brotherhood.”
To be honest, Thor could never say no to his brother when he looked at him like that. Besides, he’d assumed Loki had meant an innocent ring or trinket of some sort. At least he’d expected something more innocent then the pink butt plug currently resting gently against his prostate.
It did have the effect Loki wanted, though. All throughout the school day Thor could feel it inside him. The full feeling made his cock try to twitch to life every time he walked or sat… or shifted in his seat.
To make things worse, Sif was observant enough to notice something was off, she would keep giving him weird looks and constantly asked if he was okay. More than once he almost growled out how he wanted to pin Loki to his bed and use him as fuck meat. He wasn’t sure if that confession would have been better or worse then admitting to the butt plug. Either way, Thor was sure holding back those responses was what his father meant by showing restraint. Even if fucking his brother probably would have earned him a frown.
By lunch time he was beyond keyed up and definitely on edge, and Sif was still asking him if he was alright. Thor just wanted her to take a hint and let it go already. Soon enough though, Thor didn’t think to worry about her anymore because he saw his brother sit down with a meal and a book on the other side of the cafeteria.
Shifting to get a better look at him, he felt the delightfully persistent pressure from the toy, and it made Thor want to groan with his frustration. Meeting Loki’s eyes and knowing he knew about his torment only made it worse.
Loki saw Thor shift uncomfortably and smirked at him from across the cafeteria.
Thor’s hair trigger temper burned with the flush of humiliation that had grown in his belly. Clutching his fists as if ready for a fight he stood abruptly, and stalked to the table where Loki sat alone.
Looming over his brother, Thor hissed quietly, “Do you think this is funny?”
Loki didn’t stop smirking as he turned a page in his book. “No, I think it is one of the hottest things you have done for me.” He corrected his brother. “You’ve worn my little toy all day, with it pressing against your prostate. Rubbing and teasing you while no one else is the wiser. I bet a second hasn’t gone by that you haven’t thought about me.”
Glancing up from his book, Loki gave Thor a look that smoldered. “I do love being the center of your attention, brother.”
Thor could feel the quick anger defuse almost instantly into a passionate lust; sometimes he could swear his brother played him like a fiddle. “After we get home you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
Loki answered with a deep chuckle, “Oh, I’m counting on it.”
