Loki sat in his chambers with an air of despondency. Thor had been gone for days now. It felt like weeks.
Mother said that the tour of the realms was important for the young Prince who would one day be king. Loki didn't care. He missed his brother.
He stood up, bored of moping around. He knew the only place he wanted to be. If he couldn't be wrapped in the strong arms of his brother, he would find comfort elsewhere.
He briefly wondered if Thor was feeling a similar sense of loss at their parting. Probably not. Thor had always been better at this part. He found ways to idle his time with others - something Loki had never quite gotten the hang of. He didn't begrudge his brother his pleasures - he knew he was his only love.
He sighed in frustration and left his chambers. He strode down the corridors with purpose and found himself outside Thor's rooms.
As he closed the doors behind him, after he had slid inside, he took in the comforting sights and scents of his brothers living quarters.
Loki walked towards the bed, running his fingers across the rich textures of the blankets. Thor really did have a taste for the finer things in life.
He spied a discarded cotton shirt peeking out from under the bed and smiled. Thor had never understood the concept of having a tidy living area.
As he knelt down onto the hardwood floor to pick it up, he smiled as an unbidden memory came into his mind. He remembered the last time he had been kneeling in this exact spot and he felt his cock begin to stir.
He held the soft cotton of Thor's shirt to his face. He inhaled deeply and the heady scent of his brother - musky and masculine - filled his mind with further memories of the times spent alone together. His cock began to throb with a need he couldn't ignore.
He removed his own tunic and slipped Thor's large shirt over his head. He was surrounded by the scent of the man he loved. It was both comforting and arousing.
He slid his breeches down his long legs and took himself in hand. As he ran his firm grip up and down his shaft, he softly moaned. His mind was full of time spent with his brother. Sparring that turned to kissing, adrenaline that began passion. Anger that turned to love. He thought of Thor, so strong and commanding. He thought of his brother inside him and he let go of his cock and conjured up some lube. He lubed his slender fingers up and trailed his hand to his tight hole. He began to slowly work a long finger inside. A second finger began to join it and he slowly began to push against the resistance he felt to massage his special spot. His cock ached and leaked pre-cum on his thigh.
His mind was flooded with thoughts of Thor's large and rough fingers working into him. He moaned and moved his own smaller fingers quicker. He added a third finger, desperate to feel the girth of Thor's.
He moved into a kneeling position - one hand still moving in and out of his tender arsehole and the other now gripping his rock hard shaft.
Pleasure flooded his body and he found himself bouncing on his fingers in the hopes they'd go deeper. He thought of Thor's thick, hard cock pounding into him and the feeling that he could split him in two.
"Oh fuucccckkkk" Loki moaned as he felt the tightening in his abdomen and his balls tensing for release.
Suddenly, a voice sounded to his right.
"Quite the show you're putting on for me, brother." It spoke in deep and lust filled tone.
Loki's head snapped up just as he hit his release. He spurted upon his stomach and clenched down upon his fingers.
"Oh, fuck, yes. Oh. Mmmmm." He moaned as the orgasm exploded through his body.
As he came down and removed his fingers from inside himself, he looked up with a sweat sheened brow.
"How long?" He asked hoarsely.
"Long enough, Lo. Did you really miss me that much?" Thor answered with a raised brow.
"You know the answer... and I think you may have missed me." Loki answered, eyeballing the tent that had formed in Thor's trousers.
Thor strode towards him and Loki stayed where he was waiting.
"Well, get to work then, Lo. Show me how much you missed your love."
Loki grinned and looked up at Thor through his long dark lashes.
"Gladly."
*This short is based on a picture by my very talented friend*
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