- On your fours, brother. - he commanded gravely.

Thor was shocked to say the least. He had always imagined himself being the one who would take his brother's body, not the other way around.

- I... I don't-

He was cut off by a strong punch in his jaw, thrown by Loki.

- Shut your filthy mouth, Thor. Now GET ON YOUR FOURS! - he yelled, his lips pulled back to show his white teeth. Just like a feline.

Thor shook and breathed heavily. What would he do now?

-x-

The merciless lust intertwined with the sweetest love he felt for his brother could never be denied for Thor was and always would be transfixed, bewitched, engulfed in all of Loki's glory.

Loki's wicked glare made him shiver slightly, he felt exposed and unprotected even though he knew he could stop everything now. Loki was so small and thin, Thor could easily lift him up from the bed and get away from him. His aching erection told otherwise, though.

Thor was not at all prepared to be taken, even if it meant that he could have Loki for himself, so he we wondered what could he do to change the game.

- Are you deaf? - Loki snarled, narrowing his beautiful eyes at his brother's confused frown.

Thor shook his head and sat up on the bed, motioning to turn his body, but to Loki's surprise he simply yanked their bodis to the bed, rolling over Loki's lithe form so he would end up on top, pinning his brother's slim wrists down on the soft pillows.

- I want you, brother, and I want to claim you as my own!

Thor knew he couldn't be all lovely and caring when it came to Loki, otherwise he would end up being taken and that just didn'r fit on his plans. Then he kissed Loki hard, teeth clenching and lips smashing together furiously. He tugged at Loki's raven hair, pulling it almost painfully, but that was all Loki wanted. He could never let Thor take him without a fight, and he loved a good fight.

- LET ME GO! - he spat between kisses, but it was all for good fun, actually. He wanted to see how fard Thor would go, how long would the thunderer indulge his mean words.

- I'll never let you go. - was the sweet reply, but Thor's hands on Loki's neck, clinging, demanding, were not even close to sweet.

Thor pressed his body against Loki's, rolling his hips so he could get some friction, teasing Loki as he went.

Oh yes, claim me brother, make me yours! Loki whispered in his mind, closing his eyelids when Thor wasn't looking. He could never display such vulnerability in front of anyone, but to feel Thor's heated skin against his, to be swallowed by those rock solid thighs, to be cradled by the most strong pair of hands was too much and he knew Thor was the only one who could make him feel like that.

In return Thor had to force himself to be brutal as he knew Loki wanted him to. To see his baby brother so bare and needy made him feel even more protective of him, althoug his ranging desire only grew with each touch to that ivory skin.

Loki arched his back, leaning in to Thor's mouth on his neck, biting and drawing blood. he didn't mind, he never would. That was his idea of love, that it should be brutal and regardless and painful. That was how love felt to him, anyway.

On the other hand, for Thor, love was about kindness and tenderness and longing, but he knew he could never reach Loki that way, he would never be able to make him see what true love really felt like, for Loki had lost his way a long time ago.

They clawed at each other's back, red crescents staining their blemished skin, shredding the last bit of resolution they could have, knowing full well how wrong and how right everything seemed.

Thor's mouth explored the immaculate skin on Loki's collarbone, sucking and nibbling at it as if his life was on the line. Loki tasted like something sweet and icy, a taste he knew he would never be able to scratch ut of his tongue, he would never forget.

Loki held back every moan that threatened to escape his thin lips, jolting his head back in pleasure. He loved being undone by Thor's expert mouth and he would not fight it.

Thor held Loki steady with one large hand and made his way down to Loki's chest, licking and biting his nipples mercilessly, the more he did the more Loki whimpered and it was all too beautiful to be wasted so he kept his eyes pinned to his brother's lovely expression. He would never get that out of his mind, neither did he want to.

With the same hand he was holding Loki's wrist, he carefully moved so Loki could not feel his arms free, and slowly slid them through Loki's smooth cheeks, searching for his mouth, and when he found it he shoved his fingers inside, making Loki's moaning impossible to contain.

Loki let out a heavy pant, lips closing aroung Thor's thick fingers as he sucked on them wistfully, savoring the salty taste of that intrusion.

Thor widened his eyes at the sight feeling his cock twitch and ache again. He could no longer hold himself. He had to claim his brother right then, so he shifted, lifting Loki's legs with his hands and positioning himself between his thighs. One thick finger pressed against Loki's entrance gently. He did not wish for Loki to feel pain, not like that anyway.

- Do it. - Loki urged, challenge clouding his eyes.

Thor thrust one finger inside slowly, stretching his brother's hole gingerly. Loki opened his mouth but no sound came out.

- Harder! - he commanded and Thor obeyed, moving faster, feeling the walls of Loki's entrance expand and become sliper.

Then he added a second finger and Loki groaned, tilting his head back again. He couldn't believe what was happening, he couldn't contain his excitment, but to see how Thor was earnest made everything so much more difficult. He saw when Thor gave a lustfilled glance at his form, tracing each part of his body like it was pure gold and it made him feel powerfull somehow.

Thor's pace only increased and when he hit that sweet spot Loki almost came undone. His breath was ragged and painful. His hips meeting Thor's hand.

- Th... Thor... - he cried out, feeling his edge approach, but he would not come like that.

- Tell me Loki... what is it...?

- Come one... just... - he tried, but his voice was too weak and the pleasure was too big.

- I won't do anything until you ask me to. - Thor teased, feeling victorious.

He loved the way Loki lost it, letting the mask fall and revealing his true self. He loved Loki no matter what.

Thor kept thrusting his fingers right into that spot and Loki's mind was a hazy fuss. He wouldn't say anything, that was too humiliating, but he couldn't wait to have Thor's huge lenght inside of him.

- Loki! - Thor urged, feeling his own arousal too much to bear.

- I... - Loki tried but his shame was bigger.

Thor thrust in yet another finger, pressing vigurously at that sweet spot inside of Loki's core, making the latter shiver and tremble.

- F-fuck... - he whimpered.

- What was that? - Thor asked in a breathless way.

- F-fuck me... - Loki tried again, shaky and hazy.

- Louder, brother, I cannot hear you. - he teased, pressing non-stop into the spot that made Loki see stars.

- FUCK ME, YOU OAF! - he yelled, clenching his teeth in anger, but feeling his body limp and melty.

Thor grinned satisfied, withdrawing his fingers and finally pressing his lenght at Loki's entrance.

Loki moaned and whimpered again, flustered, suffocating on his own groans.

- FUCK ME ALREADY! - he screamed again in frustration and Thor thrust inside brutaly, causing his little brother to gasp and choke.

Thor did not allow Loki any time to adjust or acomodate, he simply slammed into him bitterly, hurtingly, as if he could break Loki with only his love. He wanted that, didn't he? To be broken by his big brother? To be fucked beyong reckognition?

Loki's gasps and pants were fine melody to Thor's ears and he would never stop, reaching out for Loki's hips he bruised them, digging his finger deeper than ever. He wanted to mark his brother so that anyone could see how much he belonged to him.

Both of them were almost over the edge, but they didn't want it to stop, they couldn't let go of that moment, so precious yet so terminable.

Thor growled as his cock was squeezed by Loki's walls, so warm and soft it felt like heaven.

Loki jolted his hips, meeting Thor in each thrust. He needed it, the pain, the soreness that came afterwards. he wanted to be marked because he knew, deep inside, that they could never be, and those marks would forever be cherished by him as a souvenier.

Just one night, Thor thought bitterly, biting his tongue and drawing blood. Just this moment. Even though he knew his body would forever crave his brother's. Never in his life he would find someone that clicked in the right places, that fit him so wonderfully.

He mused that maybe this was Loki's punishment, but it was also his. They would always be drawn to each other, even if they couldn't be together. Maybe not being able to stay together was actually the fuel to their flame.

Loki started clenching around him, tighter and tighter every minute, nailing his forearms, his thighs angrily. Thor's pace was almost mindless speed, he pumped into Loki's lithe form without any regard for his well-being. That was a hint of insanity in their motions and when they were ready to jump from that cliff, Loki cried.

- Brother!

And that only made Thor see stars as they both came, convulsing and trembling together in a beautiful mess.

Their breaths were still ragged and Thor hadn't left his brother's body yet, but then they opened their eyes. Blue staring into green. The sun and the moon. Yin and Yang. How could they have done it?

As the after glow vanished from their minds Loki became hostile and distant. He withdrew his body from Thor's, curling around his bare legs, fear and resentment dreadfully darkening his heart.

Thor watched with undenying pain as his brother once again hid from him. there was no turning back to what they had done and yet Thor felt like he didn't need to turn back. He wanted that. He so desperately wanted to have Loki, to claim him and he did.

Decidedly, Thor grabbed Loki's jaw and forced him to look at his eyes.

- Brother... - he started firmly. - Now that Mother is dead and Father...

He had no courage to finish that sentence so he engaged into another.

- Now that we are both alone to rule Asgard, I want you to know that... I want you to rule it by my side.

Loki's eyes widened at the realisation. Obviously Thor would want him to be his little princess. He thought himself above Loki, but he wasn't! Loki could never cope with such humiliation.

- NEVER! - was the angry reply.

Loki struggled to get rid of Thor's iron grip, but to no avail.

- Listen well, brother. - Thor warned. - I don't care what people say about you. You are the only reason why I live, you're the only one I will ever want, in my bed and in my heart. We shall rule Asgard as equals!

To that Loki couldn't protest. That's all he ever wanted, to be his equal. Did Thor truly understood it?

- But how... - he started, but was soon cut off by a gentle kiss.

Thor's dark blue orbs watching intently at him.

- Together we can be everything. I love you.

Loki found himself smiling like an idiot and nodding. He had done it. He had agreed to be Thor's forever now.

What a wonderful thing to be, he thought amused.

Thor knew that they would never fear separation again, for now they were bound together. Forever.

-x-

THE END!