but they're gonna pay me

[ikols]

who: loki and billy (616)
what: billy is loki's hero.
when: dec
where: trixie, the club.
warnings: gay boys play gay chicken, how can anyone lose? #moonboyfriends

[ The basement, pub, and VIP area of Trixie are all bursting at the seams tonight owing to bad weather and the enchanted nature of the building to stay a toasty hub in the wintertide months. Hygge is ongoing which means a party spirit is in the air but, for once, Loki can't be found dancing or flirting with his patrons; he sits in one of the booths upstairs on the restricted first-floor, not an ounce of merry-making beyond the half-closed golden drapes where he sits behind a low table scattered with official documents pertaining to his accounts. A laptop has a billion tabs open and a half-empty chocolate milkshake stands forgotten while Loki, with the sleeves of a smart white shirt rolled up, hunkers over bills and spreadsheets and genuinely wonders if this is a fate worse than falling into the Void.

The godling rubs his eyes and sighs, head in a hand. Not for the first time his mind wanders to a dozen other things, places, and people, restless and unwilling to cooperate because there was a reason he hired Tim Drake to do this, the guy was wired for marketing and financial nonsense. The strict, unrelenting nature of it goes against every iota in his body that tries so hard to feign interest, scripted for chaos and tricks and all sorts of things that don't help him explain tax and net incomes and EBITDA. His horned helm lies at an angle on the far edge of the table but it may as well be an omniverse away for all that he feels like he's the God of Mischief. God of Migraines, sure.

He always did hate arithmatic ... in every lifetime. ]

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[ikols]

[ Nuzzling whichever part of Billy's face he can reach, lips or cheek or temple, Loki's grip is as sure as if he held Gram or Laevateinn, a swordsman's promise that he won't be letting go by accident. Precome dampens his own briefs just from getting to paw at Billy like this, the glow of the green flames highlighting the witch like an ethereal dream, sass and wit stifled behind a flushed pretty face. Perfect. The only thing that makes this even more erotic is how well he knows the godling attached to the hand pleasuring him. ]

Rough and fast or easy and slow? A blend of both? I'd love to watch you touch yourself sometime, it's been one of my all-time top shower fantasies for a while. I bet you're a little hard on yourself, hm? Like this ... ?

[ The meaty edge of his palm rubs firmly under what feels like the thick flare of a cockhead, fingers rolling up and down either side of the remaining ridge in Billy's pants. ]

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( never before has he been so grateful and yet so annoyed by his pants. they're in the way, they're seriously causing some pain here, but despite declarations of moon boyfriends, going this far this fast is still. a lot. there's butterflies settling in his stomach from the talk of feelings, heat building up that he definitely knows what to do with, but billy's not quite sure how far to take this just yet. )

Oh fuck. ( that's loki's palm pressing against him, grinding into him, and billy's biting down on his lips to stifle the groan. no, he definitely hates his pants. they're his new worst enemy. there's a very noticeable stain starting just above where loki's palm presses as he shudders above him, moans. ) I'm gonna come, Loki, I can't--

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Come for me, Billy, I want to see you do it.

[ Does it count as a kiss if he works a lovebite on Billy's neck at the same time? Point is, Loki can multitask, his other hand abandoning soft locks to run down Billy's back and return to his ass, hauling him into every thrust now that Loki is fairly sure he won't be told 'hands off' again.

Firm circles rub that damp patch in between strokes and Loki has to swallow the lump in his throat when he wonders exactly how much Billy needs this. Needs him. It's a little delirious, as experiences go, to feel precome through jeans. ]

You're all wet for me, I can feel it ... That's so cute, Billy.

[wiccant]

( his jeans are ruined, he'll never be able to wear them again and it's not like he has dozens of jeans here, maybe two others--and now these ones are dead to him. they've betrayed him in ways jeans never should betray a man, but he supposes, in their defense, he betrayed them first.

it doesn't count, but loki's hand against his ass definitely does pull billy out of his inner monologue of jeans betrayal. approximately two seconds before loki's pulling him down into his hand, gripping tight to his ass, pressing his palm to his cock, mouth to his neck and it's more than enough to overstimulate billy.

billy's climax hits with a strangled cry, teeth digging hard into his lower lip to keep it as quiet as he can--habit, mostly--hips stuttering down against loki's fingers as he shudders, curses under his breath. give him a moment, he'll--pull himself together enough again. )

[ikols]

[ Kisses buss at a temple where Loki watches Billy come undone, the stain against his hand widening, stickier than before by the time his strokes have slowed to a gentle petting. He doesn't even need Asgardian strength to roll them sideways and get Billy on his back, grinning as he slides a hand under his tshirt and doles out soothing kisses to a jaw, poured over his side. ]

You're beautiful. Thank you.

[ For letting him have this, even if everything goes wrong on the future; Loki got to have Billy in his arms just the once and he looked exquisite as he lost his mind. ]

[wiccant]

( he doesn't need it. especially not while billy's busy trying to reboot after a surprisingly intense orgasm achieved through his jeans. that was definitely a little more than second base, the jeans rule did nothing, he doesn't even regret it because fuck.

billy's breathing calms down only a little as he's rolled over, one hand moving to press over his face while the other scrambles to press over his shirt on top of loki's own. )

I--sorry? What are you thanking me for, I just-- ( came in his pants like a total loser, on loki's bed, over loki, while he groped his ass and oh shit moon boyfriends. ) Sorry, I don't. . uh.

( why is he even apologizing, loki started it. )

[ikols]

[ Chuckling, he laces his fingers through those covering Billy's face and holds his hand down on the pillows, thumb rolling in familiar circles on his palm that Billy may recall from minutes ago. No hiding! ]

Aye, the very cutest in the land.

[ A soft kiss tries to calm down those stutters, chaste and fond on the tail-end of Loki's murmurs. ]

[wiccant]

( since when was no hiding a rule!! look he's laying here, he's not moving, that's. something, isn't it. but billy's still responding to loki's kisses in turn, turning onto his own side to lean into them despite the. very obvious uncomfortably wet spot on his pants. )

Dork. ( but he's quick to follow it up with a soft: ) I don't do that. . often. I'll get it, just--be patient with me?

[ikols]

[ Shaking his head, he runs the hand under Billy's shirt up and down his side to soothe his concerns, slumping next to him on the bed. ]

You were wonderful, I always knew you'd turn rose-red.

[ Such hot cheeks when he noses one, how does Billy bear it? With far more interest invested in his long-time crush, Loki's raging hard-on has softened. That deserves an explanation too, chagrined though he looks when he nods down at himself. ]

You don't have to worry about me, we'll pick that up some other time.

[wiccant]

( he wasn't worried about it, thank you. loki stopped when he did; if he wanted to keep going, billy's sure he would have said something. the secret to dealing with flushed cheeks is not dealing with them and doing his best to pretend he doesn't feel like his face is on fire.

it does remind him of another important detail: ) Your shower fantasizes are me touching myself?

( he's catching up, slowly. a hand moves down to. adjust his pants, nose scrunching up as it shifts around the cum he's definitely not cleaning up just yet. )

[ikols]

They include a lot of things, you're not the oddest scenario to pop up.

[ Taking his hand back to wave over that sticky patch that seems to be distressing Billy so much, the stain is banished, jeans spick and span again, and he looks rather pleased with himself. Chins a hand next to Billy. ]

What, you think the first time I jizzed in my pants I was like, "I can't wait to walk around like that again until I get home"! I'll teach you the spell, [ peppering kisses on a cotton shoulder, ] you're going to need it.

[wiccant]

( he's definitely not asking. billy--may not often spend a decent amount of time in the shower, but he's not sharing his fantasies, either. the clean jeans is a huge relief--means he won't have to go find clothes for that. except. )

I hope I won't need it that often. ( no one likes jizzing in their pants. billy raises an arm, moves to wrap it around loki's midsection. holds onto him. ) You have a replacement for that shirt, right? Because I have no idea where I sent it to.

[ikols]

You're the one who said no touching under your pants, don't complain now.

[ Zipping up his pants, still flushed but without the drive (that inevitably putters out early these days), he settles in with Billy for a cosy cuddlefest which Loki is certain he doesn't deserve. ]

I don't care about the shirt if I get to exchange it for you in my bed instead.

[ Smooth operatorrr. ]

[wiccant]

I honestly didn't think we were going to go that far. ( just some nice kissing, grinding, until they burned off the heat enough to settle. he supposes that kind of thinking was a little unrealistic. cuddling like this though, he can do.

hands scramble behind himself for a moment to grab onto one of the furs his rear isn't on, pulling it up and over himself and loki. ) We'll call it fair exchange for my jacket you threw.

[ikols]

I'm glad you let me see you come undone, I'll never forget the way you looked ...

[ Tucked under that blanket with Billy as he teases him, he winks. A nap sounds good right about now. ]

[wiccant]

( because being entirely overwhelmed by an asgardian pressing against him and losing himself to it is exactly how he wants to be remembered. )

I'll try to show you something better next time.

[ikols]

It can't get any better than being with you, Billy. Hush.

[ And go to sleep as Loki chins Billy's hair. ]