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LOKIOFASGARD; video

[ikols]

[ The video is from his chest-down, filmed from where Loki is reclining in bed. The view is of the television screen playing a very familiar sex tape of a certain superhero and whatever flavour of the month he fancied at the time, moaning and wailing as a bed squeaks, but the main focus is a golden helm resting between splayed legs, sharp horns framing a hard cock hidden in leather pants. The green scalemail along the outside of those thighs and the black-nailed fingers stroking down a horn also confirms this is Loki, not just someone who stole his diadem, as does the way he curls his fingers around said horn and gives it a squeeze, rubbing firm and slow from base-to-tip as though the helm could feel it.

He never touches himself, not for the thirty seconds the video plays, not even when his dick throbs and the narrow hips in the shot undulate in a needy wave. A shaky, controlled breath can be heard from behind the camera, subtle and wholly unlike the caterwauling woman on the screen, and then as his breath catches the video abruptly ends.

Just like that. ]

[starkmade]

if you need something you can ask for it
or beg for it

[ but really where did he find that. he knows of one or two on the internet, but that one's, uh. less commonly found. ]

[ikols]

you are so mean to me, tony
why should i beg?
i've been so good recently, i deserve a reward 3:)

[ The shot he sends is of his longer fingers half-buried underneath the zipper of his pants, his cock a hard outline in them. The helm now sits between his thighs, keeping them spread with his horns. ]

[starkmade]

don't think i told you you could touch yourself yet
keep touching that helm, though, and we're on the right track
what kind of reward do you think you deserve?

[ikols]

[ How annoying, and exactly what he wants to hear. He grips a horn again, tighter in his frustration, and bites his lip as he types with his free hand, the moans from the sex tape keeping his dick interested. ]

you, buried deep inside me
i want to ride you until the bed breaks

[starkmade]

you want me to fuck you like i fucked her?
or you think you've earned better from me?

[ikols]

she is certainly enjoying herself but you could be better taken care of
you should trust me
we will be going until dawn

[rehandle]

This is your prescribed reminder that you'd better not be doing anything strenuous

[ It's 8pm, what could he possibly be doing? But it's an easy entry point, so it's what he offers. ]

[starkmade]

i thought you gave up being a primary care provider

i'm sitting at a desk working on schematics

[rehandle]

I tried, but somebody went and called me out of retirement.

Good. Just don't go trying anything on, over-compression is the enemy.

[starkmade]

i feel so special, dr strange

takes me a couple days to make prototypes anyway so say that to me again in a week

[rehandle]

Or, since you're getting this pro bono, you could be a good patient and take on board my very expensive medical advice the first time

[starkmade]

why don't you come over and make me

text;

[droptheshield]

[If Steve was someone who could get drunk, this might come off like a drunk text: late night, out of the blue, no preamble at all. It starts with a picture of a tussled bed--hotel? or does Steve just live like every bedroom's a hotel room?--and then a text afterwards]

Lonely without someone to share with. What city are you in?

[starkmade]

[ ah— it's a wonderful view, unexpected as it might be. if he were still on the east coast, it would be a pretty late text, but lucky for steve... ]

los angeles
setting up an engineering campus
just clocked out for the day
need some company?

[droptheshield]

Should've guessed.
I'm in NYC.
I'll be up for a while, when you get here.

[starkmade]

get some sleep
i'll be back in the morning

but
hypothetically
what would i find if i were to drop by yours before mine

[droptheshield]

You might not want me to sleep before hand if you're planning on doing anything when you get back because I am absolutely planning on going until I wear myself out.
Fair warning.

[There's a little bit of a pause. And then a picture of Steve--or at least his lower half--and the bulge under his boxer briefs.]

[starkmade]

mm

you always did know how to get me going
does that mean i'm not getting any sleep either?
take those off

for felledrook

[starkmade]

what's your fucking problem
just wondering

[felledrook]

good morning to you too
that's what you meant to say right

[starkmade]

don't give me that shit
you never have manners

i give you one chance
like an idiot
and that's what you give me in return?
just spit in my face next time
it'll be easier

[felledrook]

slow down, look who you're talking to big guy
not exactly the one you take to meet the parents

how'd you get THIS number?
tryna keep up my burners

[starkmade]

look
if you don't want to stay here
fine
it's a bruise on my ego but i'll survive

just
let me know next time
before you take off

[felledrook]

took you for a guy who left cab fare on the dresser
didn't seen any btw

how bruised? :)