Mangled Loki

Look who’s keeping the throne warm. 

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

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Parallel Love (Loki/Loki) 

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“My king….ung…please love me. I am yours, I want to be yours.” Loki moaned out against his own will. He cupped his twins face kissing him fiercely sending shivers down both of theirs spines.  

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Loki dug his nails into the tender flesh of his twins back. Hands gripping the shoulders and back as the thrusts continued. “Do I please you my King?”

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Look who’s keeping the throne warm. 

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

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Parallel Love (Loki/Loki) 

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“My king….ung…please love me. I am yours, I want to be yours.” Loki moaned out against his own will. He cupped his twins face kissing him fiercely sending shivers down both of theirs spines.  

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Look who’s keeping the throne warm. 

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

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Look who’s keeping the throne warm. 

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

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Look who’s keeping the throne warm. 

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

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“Pretty words,” he said in retort, laughing at the sensation of the wet tongue on his chin.  Then, before he could react, he was on his back, arms held in place over his head.  His smile returned, this time mirroring his own anticipation.  Leaning his head back, he exposed more of his neck for his duplicate, spreading his legs with little prompting necessary.  Raising his hips to meet his twin’s, Loki kept his gaze locked on him, watching his reactions.  “Did you take it, my king?  Or was everything given to you?”

“I took it, like I’m going to take you.” Loki purred and grinded harder with his hips against his twin’s. “Fuck…” He whispered, wanting to feel and make love to his twin already, but he had to be patient. Loki kissed his twin hard, one hand still pinning his twin’s arms.

Those were the words he wanted to hear, but he still wasn’t convinced.  He was glad to play along, however.  He rolled his hips, welcoming the friction, and moaned into the kiss.  His arms strained ever so slightly against the king’s grip, but he wasn’t going anywhere, not yet at least.  “What are you waiting for?” he gasped as their lips parted, taunting again.

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Parallel Love (Loki/Loki) 

littleprinceofmischief:

mangledloki:

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His neck arched back feeling his body sink into the plush bed of his twin. He was back in Asgard, he was back home. His mouth fell open feeling more moans building inside of him. Loki’s hands pushed hsis twins coat and armor off of his body. Now both half naked hands caressing one another. 

Loki grinned and kissed his twin. He pulled him flush against him and stroked his twin’s bare sides. He grinded his hips a little and brushed his lips along his twin’s. 

“Ung…Loki.” He moaned out head arching back more. His own hands gripped his twins hips. His now parted as his twin lay between them. 

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Loki flipped them over holding his twin in his arms. Lips pressed to his in a heated and passion filled kiss. Their skin caressing against one another’s “Tell me what you wish of me?” 

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Loki moaned in return his hand slithering along his twin’s body till it came to rest against the hardening muscle between his legs. Taking it into his hand he caressed it gently…almost in a teasing manner. 

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Look who’s keeping the throne warm. 

mischievousasgardian:

mangledloki:

mischievousasgardian:

“Pretty words,” he said in retort, laughing at the sensation of the wet tongue on his chin.  Then, before he could react, he was on his back, arms held in place over his head.  His smile returned, this time mirroring his own anticipation.  Leaning his head back, he exposed more of his neck for his duplicate, spreading his legs with little prompting necessary.  Raising his hips to meet his twin’s, Loki kept his gaze locked on him, watching his reactions.  “Did you take it, my king?  Or was everything given to you?”

“I took it, like I’m going to take you.” Loki purred and grinded harder with his hips against his twin’s. “Fuck…” He whispered, wanting to feel and make love to his twin already, but he had to be patient. Loki kissed his twin hard, one hand still pinning his twin’s arms.

Those were the words he wanted to hear, but he still wasn’t convinced.  He was glad to play along, however.  He rolled his hips, welcoming the friction, and moaned into the kiss.  His arms strained ever so slightly against the king’s grip, but he wasn’t going anywhere, not yet at least.  “What are you waiting for?” he gasped as their lips parted, taunting again.

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