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[ loki and spock ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ It's been some time since Loki stayed on Yorktown. While he lingers at Spock's side, the wanderlust takes him away to other corners of the space station. As he wanders, he notes the different species and people mingling as easy as breathing, a streak of jealousy in his eyes. But he also notes a strange term being tossed around.

As he returns to the room, Spock is already there and thus, he asks without prompting. ]

What is a "date"?

[overanalytically]

[ Spock just sort of pauses at the question, hands stilling over the PADD he was typing on. He'd heard Loki return, the familiar sound of the doors sliding open easy to hear for him, but the question was entirely unexpected. ]

... As there are differing definitions for the term, perhaps you could provide the context of your inquiry?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki purses his lips. ]

It seemed like a romantic gesture performed between two sentient species.

[overanalytically]

[ That uncertain expression eases away, the initial surprise wearing off with the explanation. ]

You would be correct. Humans typically define it as a social or romantic appointment or engagement, often between individuals who have shown romantic or sexual interest in one another.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki finds a chair to sprawl, all loose limbs and lines. Most people wouldn't see him like this, casual and limber. No hint of rage or madness behind his eyes. ]

We have never done this.

[overanalytically]

[ Yet Spock gets to see it almost every day. His expression softens ever so slightly at the sight, his head cocking to the side at the statement. ]

We have not.

[dothelokimotion]

Why not?

[ Loki keeps his tone light but STEP UP SPOCK. ]

[ steve and diana ]

[averagingabove]

[ It had been a miracle. A sign.

Honestly, to Steve's addled mind, it had really been a stroke of luck he had a grenade and a parachute. He blamed it on Chief. The need to hoard things clearly came from him. After the battle, Diana had scoured the base for survivors and promptly dug up Steve. And shook him a few times, hard. But he didn't mind that as much.

After that, things had been . . . nice. Almost quiet. His palms itched because he wasn't used to it, but this was what he was working for. Glancing at Diana, he could tell she felt the same way. But he had faith. Hope. Whatever poetic spin you wanted to put on it. All his concerns melted away at the sight of her.

But he did notice something was missing. ]

Whatever happened to your sword?

Sorry! Cousin insisted we game. XD

[undeserved_protector]

[When she had believed Steve had been lost, the world had seemed such a dark and terrible place. And part of her never wished the man to ever know just how far she fell in that moment all because she thought him gone. Would he still look at her the way he did if he knew?

Regardless, finding him in the rubble had been a miracle. Almost like being able to breathe again... Now it took so much of her self-control to not just reach out at times to let her fingers graze over him or to check to see if his heart was beating or breath was still in him. She kept that fear to herself, her dark eyes often wandering over to him to linger when she thought he wouldn't notice.

She'd been so caught up in those thoughts, she nearly missed his question. When it hit her, she looked away. The sword she had thought to be the only weapon against Ares, the sword gifted to her mother and the Amazons...] It broke in the battle.

[Her voice stayed quiet before she chanced a glance toward him, the subtler but still there feeling of loss evident in her eyes.] It is lost.

no worries <3

[averagingabove]

[ Oh. And it was a personal item, one of the few objects Diana took from Themyscira. Steve took far more from Paradise and sometimes, he does feel a pang of guilt at that, even if it was Diana's decision, not his. He wavers between sympathy and being light-hearted as he clears his throat, dust in his eyes. ]

I'm sorry.

Maybe we can . . . get another one?

[undeserved_protector]

Why are you sorry? [Her expression softened as she moved closer. Only hesitating a moment, she finally reached out and softly trailed her fingers down the side of his face.] I was the one that broke it.

[Or rather, Ares broke it. But she doesn't want to think about it. Or remember the way it looked as it shattered in her hands. Because very little of all she owned in her long life in Themyscira remained. But she gave that up, and she knows it.

No matter how much it hurts.

Though his next words cause her to blink, eyes finding his for a long moment. A small smile pulled at her lips as she slowly offered her hand to him.] I would like that very much...

[averagingabove]

[ Steve leans into her touch easily, his own hand rising up to brush against her knuckles. She feels so warm from the fight while Steve still feels cold from falling through the air. He tugs it closer to brush his lips against it, finger-light in case she doesn't like it. ]

I'm sure there's a . . . sword shop. Around. Somewhere.

[undeserved_protector]

[She huffs out a soft breathless laugh before leaning closer and wrapping her arms about him. Diana feels the chill of his skin and slips her hands over his cheeks and neck, sharing some of her warmth as best she can. Tipping her head, she pressed a kiss to his temple before turning her head to press into the line of his neck quietly.

He's alive. He's there with her. And that makes her want to just stay there and hold him and not even move.]

Mm... we could go to older markets. Find blacksmiths? Do those still exist?

[loki and thor]

[rebuildyourruins]

[In an ideal universe, the destruction of one's planet would be followed by a time to mourn, to collect your thoughts, to pick through the wreckage of everything you once knew. Thor has known for a while now that they don't live in an ideal universe, and must make the best of the situation they find themselves in. He would like nothing better than to immediately find the remaining Asgardians a haven safe enough for them to do what they must, in peace. Instead, they have a cramped ship hijacked from the Grandmaster. And for Thor, his time is filled with too many other concerns now.

One of those is finding out exactly what resources this ship has. That's how Thor finds himself in a storage closet towards the rear of the vessel, pulling boxes out of shelves and rifling through them. He suspects this isn't something Odin would ever have done as King. Just one of many things that will be different during his reign.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki appears seemingly out of nowhere, his voice in a low drawl. ]

Even if we no longer have servants, these sort of duties are beneath a king.

[rebuildyourruins]

[Thor is well beyond startling at Loki's random appearances, so he merely raises his eyebrows at him. He shoves the box back onto the shelf, done with its contents.]

Hello to you too. It still needs to be done.

[dothelokimotion]

That doesn't mean you have to do it. This ship is full of your subjects. Willing ones, no less.

[ And Thor is going to wear himself out. Loki can see the signs, clear as day. Thor is toiling away on the small tasks, when there were bigger questions that needed answering. The people were still grateful but eventually, they will become restless. ]

[rebuildyourruins]

Willing subjects who are mostly asleep at this hour.

[And fair enough. It's been a long couple of days since Asgard fell. He moves along the row, pulling out the next carton.]

The bulk of it is already done.

[dothelokimotion]

[ He clicks his tongue, ignoring that point. ]

You should be sleeping as well. Have you slept recently?

[ Loki's tone makes it clear he already knows the answer. ]

( loki and thor )

[dothelokimotion]

[ and loki arrives in a flurry of magic, smoothing over his collar as he eyes thor in amusement. ]

Hello, brother.

[thouweareth_mothersdrapes]

You came.

[Thor nearly dropped his phone on the floor when he spotted Loki appear as he always did using his magic. The phone's screen had a hairline crack just above the keypad. Yep, it had been a stress finger punch by Thor many a moon ago.]

Your words--they arouse me so, Loki. Surely though, this illusion of me cannot compete with the real thing. It does not have my scent nor could you feel it's long hair tickle your naked body.

[All the little things. Magic can only go so far and Thor doubts this illusion could surely live up to replicating him entirely. Yet, right now, he was horny and wanting Loki. His pants were tented and his lips were flushed red with all the biting he had done.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ the corners of his lips twitch as he walks around thor, keeping his distance. his hands are folded behind his back. ]

I don't know. It seems to know how to sate me.

[thouweareth_mothersdrapes]

I do not believe that.

[Thor moved from where he was sitting within his fur-lined armchair and rose up to his full height, hot, mussed and wanting. His huge muscles bulging underneath his rather tight t-shirt, revealing a huge chest and biceps. His gaze was heated with the fire burning within his loins.]

Your words aroused me, brother. I seek to sate you better than any illusion could.

[He moved swiftly, closing the gap between them, not touching. Not yet. Just in a breath's distance from Loki, inhaling the familiar floral scent of the younger man and licking his lips. Would he indeed try to squirm out of his massive grip? Run around the room like he did with his illusion?]

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki merely ducks away from thor, moving back. ]

Hmm. Perhaps. It's hard to say, really.

[thouweareth_mothersdrapes]

[So, it seemed that Loki did wish to play games with him, perhaps trying to slither away out of his touch like the snake he often was. Oh no. Thor would grab him and bend him over his knee if need be.]

You tease me so. You know how much I want you.

[The Thunderer exhaled loudly and then slipped two hands around Loki's hips, wondering if the man would bolt. The apartment was spacious but not that big, being one of New Asgard's wooden hut designs. Thor could feel his cock throbbing inside of his jeans and wanted to take his brother for his own. He wanted to expose that pale body and mark it with bites and finger marks. He wanted to stretch Loki's hole and fill him with his huge cock.]