The Problem With Spells

Part 2 of 2

"You think me comical? It was not easy for me! I couldn't control my body's functions with those blasted things!" Thor's disbelief displayed on his raised eyebrow, Loki flexed his fingers, swirls of icy blue surrounding his hands. "Fine. Let's see how you like it, brother!" Loki thrust his hands forward and a blast of blackish mist engulfed Thor, the thunder god falling back with a ragged coughing fit. Stumbling out of the mist, Thor froze where he stood, blinking in the fading light around them and lifting his trusty Mjölnir to inspect himself. He felt something shake behind him and let out a gasp, a fluffy yellow tail wagging back and forth. Looking desperately at his reflection in his trusty weapon, Thor stifled a growl as he took notice of the short twitching, dog like ears poking out from his wavy locks.

"Well then." Loki's laughter was barely hidden in his speech, green eyes twinkling. "It is not the exact result I was hoping for, but I do think they rather suit you, brother."

Thor bristled, and he clenched his fist around Mjölnir and Loki stiffened, eyes widening. The trickster took a step back as Thor's ears lowered against his head, tail standing straight up in anger. Tiny sparks surrounded the god and he moved forward slowly. Loki couldn't but swallow thickly, fear rising in his chest like an icy tidal wave as Thor started to run towards him. Disappearing with a puff of black smoke, Loki reappeared in his private chambers, instantly locking his door and slumping against the thick, aged wood; a breath he wasn't aware he had been holding escaping with a rush. He reveled in the quiet for just a minute or two before a deafening pounding caused him to jump away from the doorway, heart thundering in his chest. Loki side stepped, standing just to the side of the twin doors.

"LOKI! LET ME IN!" Thor was enraged and pointed Mjölnir at the crease of the two doors, a bolt of lightning striking with precise accuracy. Throwing his weapon down as he kicked the doors open, Thor stomped into the room, right past Loki, allowing the smaller god to simply reach out, delicate hand brushing along his tail. Thor shivered as pleasure washed over him. Suddenly, he had forgotten what he was angry about, if only for a second, as he saw stars.

"Wh-what…?" He questioned, his breath settling. He glanced back at Loki, who calmly closed the doors again, a small smile on his face.

"Intense, isn't it?" Loki crooned, walking over to his stilled brother, long fingers wrapping around Thor's yellow tail and running down as he walked to his side.

Thor's breathing became unsteady again and he reached out a hand, grabbing Loki by the upper arm and stopping the other's progress, eyelids drooping slightly. "Do not… play with me, trickster."

"Oh?" Loki raised a dark eyebrow, his free hand traveling to trace down the side of Thor's face, enjoying the heat of his flush. "I thought that's what you wanted to do, oh god of thunder."

Yanking Loki forward, Thor gave the younger god a crushing kiss and Loki could practically feel the lust given off by his brother. He smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the broad shoulders as Thor's hands went immediately to Loki's hips, pulling him close and grinding against his dark pants. The colder god gasped at just how hard Thor was already, the thunder god's erection pressing against his quickly growing one. Thor chuckled, kissing along Loki's neck and nipping lightly at the skin flush against his touch.

"D-down, boy." Loki practically begged, reaching up to rub one of Thor's canine ears.

Thor growled, lifting Loki as the younger god wrapped his legs around Thor, ankles locking together to keep himself up. Cupping the other's firm ass, Thor grinned into Loki's chest as he dropped to his knees, lying Loki down as gently as possible onto the thick fur rug. Loki blushed as Thor crept up to whisper in his ear, hands seeming to have a mind of their own as they snaked their way under his shirt, rubbing hardening nipples and causing Loki to whimper, arching slightly. Thor licked the shell of Loki's ear, the younger god shivering and gripping Thor's shoulders tightly, the armor cold beneath his soft fingertips. One calloused hand ran down Loki's slim form, cupping his crotch and causing Loki to buck, a sharp moan tearing from his throat.