Loki took a deep breath. He could almost smell Lern’. He licked his lips and shivered, speeding up his pace. There was an entrance to a prestigious looking apartment building up ahead and he knew - he didn’t know how, but he knew. It had been too long, his body was absolutely aching with need, and when he stepped in front of the glass door to the apartment complex, there he was.
A little disheveled and his outfit toned down generously, but he looked absolutely stunning in the shadowed doorway.
He pressed his forehead to the glass and looked at the slightly taller young man with glittering green eyes. His painted black nails tapped on the window and mouth was positively watering when he said to Lern’, “Come out to play?”
Lern’ stared ahead at Loki. “Coming out to play” was the last thing he wanted to do, but unfortunately he knew it was going to have to happen. He grimaced as he opened the front door. “I figured I would see you eventually.” Emotionless and tired he let out a sigh.
There was no way he was going out dressed as he was. He would need a change of clothing before he did anything that didn’t involve going back to sleep. He had showered not long before, but he was already starting to feel filthy just being out of his room. “I need to change.”
Lernaean turned and began the climb back to his room. “What did you have in mind?”
(Source: lernaean)
Lern’ was finally free. The binds between himself and Loki gone. No longer did he feel the constant tug of fate’s string pulling him toward Loki. Lernaean could do what he wanted, without fear of Loki stumbling upon him. He grinned to himself, the warmth of happiness consuming him. Finally that filthy asgardian isn’t in my way! He was so ecstatic he didn’t even know what to do. He stood from his futon and turned to the door. In the shadowed corner Loki stood eyeing him. “I’m here Lern’.”
Lern’ awoke in a cold sweat. The chains binding himself to Loki pulled hard. He had been found. There was no denying it, He wasn’t going to be able to get out of a confrontation. A moment of panic consumed him as he rushed to cloth himself. What am I going to do? What am I going to say? He shoved his legs into a pair of pants. He couldn’t let Loki get to his apartment. There was no way he was going to let such filth into his pristine sanctuary. He picked up a shirt laying on a chair and threw it on. It was a much cruder dress than Loki had previously seen. A dress shirt and pants.
Lern’ emerged from his apartment and ran down the flights of steps. If he met Loki on the bottom landing, perhaps he could keep him away from his room. He rounded each corner, his heart pounding in his chest. He hit the bottom floor and stood before the close door leading to the streets of Brooklyn, now he just had to wait.
Lern’ spent the next few days alone in his home. He felt comfortable there, and he didn’t want to think about the world for as long as he could manage. Unfortunately his urges didn’t feel the same way, and after a week he found himself leaving the sanctuary of his apartment for the gratification of bodily pleasures. His work was still rough at best after the incident with Loki, but in the least he was no longer finding himself regurgitating the day’s meals when he saw the thin red string that tracked Loki’s movements through the city.
He made sure to steer clear of Loki. On more than one occasion he would be forced from sugarland, and possible prey, as he would sense Loki growing near to the establishment. It made him sick to his stomach, such a creature was impeding on his nightly progress. None the less, he was going to have to learn to live with it, and hope that it would be a long time before he would have to deal with the situation. He already had to deal with it mentally every day.
Lernaean was constantly reminded of that night. Every detail replayed hundreds of time in his brain every day. Each victim could not compare to the only prey his body yearned for.
Lern’ shivered at the thought as he looked out the large window overlooking the city. His purple eye reflecting softly in the glass in front of him. He saw the red thread leading out across the city to Loki. I wonder what he’s thinking about. The, almost mortal, thought crossed his mind before he shook it away. “Why do I care? He has nothing to do with me anymore. Just a mistake.” Lernaean replaced his eye patch and sat down on the futon in the middle of the apartment. It was his favorite place; He could observe the city, and watch the television at the same time. Tonight was different though, his mind was wondering. He felt the growing concern that the time he had been dreading was soon approaching.
Lernaean slammed the door leading out of Loki’s apartment, His face still hot and his mind still clouded with the multitude of thoughts. He paced back and forth on the pavement a moment. “This can’t be! What just happened?! Such a foul creature has escaped me?!” His glanced to Loki’s window, the thread of fate still visible to his uncovered eye, and snarled. He shook his head, “This can’t be happening!”
He covered his face with his hands and took a deep breath. Realizing he had yet to replace his eye patch, and was now in the open, he reached in his pocket. Finding the cool leather straps, he withdrew it and placed it over his eye, sighing softly at the removal of the fate string from his vision. He was going to have to deal with this somehow; before things got worse.
The cool air helped clear the haze as he pushed the nights endeavours to the back of his mind. He didn’t want to think about them anymore. He had actually put effort into this one. Such a powerful soul! And not only did he leave empty handed, but with the this mongrel linked to him by fate! He stopped his pacing and started in a brisk pace toward his the only place he could possibly find comfort at this time of night.
He moved quickly and with purpose. The only thing on his mind was forgetting this terrible turn of events. He never wanted to think about it again. After three blocks his mind was growing foggy again, He couldn’t keep his thoughts straight. The anger, the frustration, he couldn’t keep it all in. He let out a scream and pulled at his hair. “What have I gotten myself into?!” The few people in the vicinity starred at him awkwardly, “Fuck off!” He looked around, shouting to none of them in particular. Most stared a moment before continuing with their business, a few seemed startled and fled. The outburst of anger helped him concentrate and he continued a few more blocks.
He reached the alleyway he had used only a handful of hours before. The body had been cleared away and was replaced with a twink in his twenties. He was obviously strung out on something; probably meth Lern’ mentally noted as he eyed the boy. He held his anger at bay, overcome with the confidence of easy prey.
“Hey good-looking.” Lern’ tried to clear his thoughts as he spoke to the boy, “I might have what you’re looking for, but it’s going to come at a price.”
The twink looked him over with a smile. Lern’ looked worn out, but his beauty was still much more than a desperate drug addict could resist. “What’cha got?”
“Oh, more than you can handle.” Lernaean smirked and he pushed the boy deeper into the alleyway. It was only moments before his pants were unzipped, another condom wrapped around his cock, and the young boy shoving his wrapped dick down his throat. The sensation was amazing. The boy had obviously done this a lot, and probably for the same reasons. He thrust his hips, pushing himself deeper down the boys throat until he heard the boy gag.
Lernaean pulled his dick out of the boy’s mouth and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, pulling him onto his feet and pushing him against the wall face first. the boy let out a small cry and looked back with a helpless smile. Lern’ spat on the already wet condom and eased it into the boy’s ass. He remembered how tight Loki’s ass had been, a reminder of the night that almost made him go soft. He growled and shoved his cock in and out of the boy. The boy moaned loudly with each pump, and reached between his legs to jerk himself off.
Each thrust got Lern’ closer and closer. He could feel the sensation building between his legs as he prepared for release. The twink cried out, shooting his cum onto the wall in front of him, then a second load gushed out and ran down his hand to the base of his cock. Lernaean pumped harder, and faster. He grit his teeth as his seed shot out of him and warmed the space between his cock and the condom protecting it from yet another mortal’s filthy hole. The boy under him moaned as Lern’ reached for the patch that covered his eye.
He pulled it back briskly, the thread between himself and the boy completed. As he reached out, the tie to Loki trailed off across the city. Lern’ gagged and frantically grabbed for the boy’s thread. Finding it between his fingers he pulled hard, the orb-like soul leaving the boy’s body and entering Lern’s chest. The sensation was amazing. No orgasm could compare to it, the power, the utter ecstasy! The boy went cold and lifeless, Lern’s softening cock slid out of him as he fell to the ground in a heap of bones and flesh. Lern released the patch and let it fall back over his eye and he keeled over and vomited on the lifeless boy’s body before him.
There were no words in Loki’s mouth. No words in his mind. He couldn’t think, wasn’t able to think of a single thing. He could only feel, and he was doing that in abundance.
Lernaean’s cock in him was literally magical. Loki’s jaw was dropped, his knees pressed almost uncomfortably into his chest, and the only thing he could focus on was being fucked. His long fingers dug into the sheets as he was pounded into the bed, panting hotly and eyebrows furrowed. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t think, Lern was his world at that moment.
Loki absolutely whined when he felt Lern’s hand on his shaft and then whimpered when it left, his sounds turning into a hiss of pleasure when those magical fingers took his balls into their grasp.
He’d been fucked by a few men in his time and he wasn’t new to getting and returning pleasure, but there was nothing he could do but lay there and take it like a good little bitch under Lernaean’s ministrations. The world had closed in around them and Loki had tunnel vision - he needed to cum like he needed air in his lungs.
Those hands on him, that talented cock hitting him just right, the glow of Lern’s magical purple eye, everything was just too much. Loki’s brain was barely functioning as he was reduced to an arching mess on the bed, shooting his hot seed and hitting Lernaean in the chest. He’d never orgasmed this hard, ever, and it damned near knocked the wind out of him.
Loki’s sperm hit him in the chest; the white hot mess glistening and running down the front of his jacket. Lern’ moaned in pleasure as he reached his own climax. His semen filling the condom around his hard cock. He gasped in ecstasy, practically holding his breath. The moment had come.
The link between his and Loki’s soul was complete. The strings of fate tied them together; As seen clearly through his exposed eye. He smiled and reached out mentally for Loki. If only he was more like myself. Some otherworldly company might have been entertaining.
It was as if time stood still. Loki lie before him, the red string of fate tied them chest to chest. Lernaean reached outward, gripping the string in his hand. The feeling of power he knew so well overcame him as he pulled the string that would sever Loki’s soul and body.
The string held tight to Loki’s chest. Lern’s eyes widened. What? He pulled the string harder and was rewarded with a mental ‘twang’ as the string was pulled tight. This can’t be?! Why won’t his soul separate?!
Lern’ snapped out of his trance like state. His cock still in Loki’s ass. A look of ecstasy on his face, which was soon replaced by the bold look of rage. “What the fuck!?” Lern stood from the bed and ripped the condom off his dick, practically throwing it across the room. He wiped the cum off his jacket and looked at it with disgust on his hands before flicking it off onto the floor with a swift downward motion. “I can’t fucking believe this! How can someone so fucking filthy keep me at bay!” He sneered at Loki and redid the button on his pants.
Lernaean gagged a little. “And now—!” He couldn’t bare to think about it. Their souls were linked by fate. An unbreakable bond that he had forged for the purpose of stealing Loki’s soul, and now it bound him with this filthy otherworlder for how long, forever? He growled at Loki, his anger unmeasurable. With a scream of frustration Lern’ left; Loki still sprawled out in bed.
Loki’s heart began to beat a little faster when Lernaean removed his eyepatch. The hair on his arms and the back of his neck tingled at the increase in magical aura surrounding the outworlder, and Loki couldn’t take his eyes off of Lern’s magical one. He had suddenly coveted it, wanted to pluck it from his new lover’s face and own it, like the many trinkets he’d acquired via theft throughout the years. He wanted to add it to his treasure trove, to make it his. Wanted to make Lernaean his. He barely registered when the bottle of lubricant was tossed back to him, he was literally entranced at the glow emanating from Lernaean’s newly exposed eye.
When he was snapped from his reverie, he grinned almost maliciously, the violent thoughts that had plagued him a moment before still lingering. “Shut up and show me what you’ve got, peon.” He grinned, slopping a hefty amount of lube in his palm, not caring about the mess, spreading his legs wide to shove a slicked finger into himself. Lern’s cock looked amazing, big and thick and twitching like it was. The lubed up condom made it glisten in the most beautiful way and Loki’s breath caught in his throat as he added another finger while he brought his legs up to his chest. A few thrusts with his second finger and he pulled out, too impatient to wait.
It was going to sting like fuck, it was going to hurt, and he knew it, but fuck if he wasn’t just a bit of a masochist. It was when the hurt started to feel good that he knew it would be worth it. ”Give it to me.” He ordered, a Princely command if he’d ever given one.
Lern’ grinned, He has no idea what he’s getting into. The thought, the taste, of his soul was on the tip of his tongue! He placed the head of his cock against the opening of Loki’s asshole, and with a quick thrust shoved it deep inside of him. It was by far the tightest he had had in a long time. It hugged the contours of Lern’s dick perfectly. He let out a light moan and closed his eyes a moment, enjoying the sensation of Loki closing in around him.
After the brief moment of ecstasy Lern’ braced himself against the bed with his forearms and began slowly thrusting in and out of Loki. Feeling the walls of Loki’s ass retract and expand against the pressure of his throbbing cock. Lern’s mind was swimming in pleasure. His aura closed in around them; It was just him and Loki now.
Lernaean’s thrusts were deep and penitrating. Each one grew in force. He slid his knees in deep under Loki’s ass and used them to support his weight. He put a hand on Loki’s side, and the second hand trailed down Loki’s chest to his erect cock. He messaged it lightly as he fucked him. Moving his hand up and down his shaft, and then moving down to caress his sack.
Loki hadn’t been with too many men in his short life, or women to be fair about it. But he was usually the submissive one, no matter what the gender of his partner was. It was just comfortable for him, and easy to fall into the roll of the receiver. Tonight was no different. His heartbeat sped up as his shortlived shirt was lifted over his head and Lernaean played with his nipples - something he rarely got to enjoy.
He was completely erect by the time Lern’s hands moved to his crotch and started jerking him off through his jeans. “By the Gods, Lernaean…” He gasped, thrusting up into that heavenly touch. Loki let himself be stroked for a few moments before he grew a mental tolerance and needed more, needed more of Lern’ and the things the otherworlder was doing to him. He pulled the one eyed young man down on top of him, wrapping his arms around Lern’s neck and gasping against his lips. “More, more, give me more, I demand it!”
Sounding like a wanton whore was not very princely but it didn’t matter. Lern’ didn’t know he was a god prince and in fact seemed to like his needy nature. Yes, Loki would enjoy himself tonight. It had been a month since he’d come into contact with anyone remotely like him, with anyone who even knew about Asgard and the other realms. He’d take advantage of that, for who knew how much longer this not-stranger would even want to associate with him. If this was going to be a one night thing, Loki would not regret it tomorrow. He was going to give himself completely to Lern’ and it would be perfect.
Lern’ couldn’t hold back any longer. Holding himself up with one hand, he reached down and undid Loki’s pants with the other. Sliding them down past his groin, exposing his cock, and then off onto the floor. He returned his hand to Loki’s dick and messaged it. He could feel the blood pumping into it, making it throb in his hand.
Lern’ Sat up straight on his knees and reached into his pants pocket; returning with a wrapped condom. There was no way he was going to stick his cock into someone like… him… unprotected. He grinned down at Loki, “I hope you have some lube.” He placed the wrapped condom between his teeth and moved his hands to his pants, undoing the buttons holding them up.
Loki’s eyebrows shot up as he was kissed. Lern’ really didn’t like to waste time… He closed his eyes and melted into the kiss, opening his mouth wide to accept the black haired man’s tongue in his mouth and to return the favor twicefold. He leaned forward, reaching around Lernaean to set his wine down on the table before occupying his hands with something better. Loki ran his hands up Lern’s sides, sliding his fingers up the front of his shirt and briefly across the man’s chest, then around to the back to feel the powerful shoulderblades and deep crease running down his back.
Lernaean’s skin was soft, strangely so. Loki couldn’t feel any scars, just impossibly soft skin, and couldn’t stop his hands from exploring Lern’s skin while his tongue explored Lern’s mouth. The height difference was mildly annoying but Loki only saw that as another challenge - he breathed heavily again’st Lernaean’s cheek as he mapped out the man’s hot wet mouth, sucking hard on his tongue and wanting to get more, deeper, until their teeth clanked together.
Loki slid his hands down Lern’s sides, across his thighs, and then up again to rest on his ass, where he dug his nails in and thrust his hardening cock up into the willing ass on top of him. The question arose in the back of Loki’s mind as to who was going to top who, but at the moment he didn’t care and he just focused on feeling good, and making Lern’ feel good.
He broke the kiss briefly, just because he wanted to taste more of that porcelain skin. His tongue trailed happily down Lern’s jaw, neck, and collar, until it ran into the shirt there and Loki growled with impatience. “You have too many clothes on.” He hissed.
Lern’ breath was heavy, “This wasn’t exactly my original plan for the evening.” He grinned and chuckled. The last thing he wanted was for his body to be rubbing up against Loki’s dirty, sweaty chest more then it needed to be. “My pants will be much easier to take off though; And your shirt will come off just fine!” He reached down with both hands, pulling Loki’s shirt up, and off. He leaned down and kissed Loki’s neck; Moving downward Lern’ left a trail of open mouth kisses leading to his nipples.
Lernaean ran his tongue around Loki’s pink nipples. He could still taste the salt from Loki’s sweat earlier, and the sweetness of Loki’s skin. Lern’ played with them in his mouth. Sucking on each one, and using an unoccupied hand to play with the other; rubbing a smooth finger over the top of his nipple.
He sat up and smiled. Using one arm he pushed Loki to the side, so he was sprawled out on the couch; which was astonishingly comfortable. He looked over Loki’s half naked body. He wasn’t bad looking, rather plain actually, but his mannerisms; Lern’ couldn’t stand how mortal he acted. Lern’ smiled and caressed Loki’s cock through his jeans. It wasn’t massive, but definitely enough to satisfy. He applied some pressure and moved his hand up and down; simulating masturbation. He smirked, Too bad this’ll be over too fast for him to return the favor.
Taking Lernaean’s hand in his own, Loki walked them up the narrow creaky staircase. Three floors up and they reached his apartment, where the magicks he cast registered him and the door swung easily open when he twisted the knob. Loki wasted no time in getting his hoody off. It was soaked in sweat and the cool air in the room felt too wonderful on his skin not to. Flipping the lightswitch in the kitchen, the overhead light flickered a few times before kicking on and illuminating the place. A couple cockroaches could be heard scurrying away, but it was something Loki was used to and he assumed everyone else had the same bug problem so he thought nothing of it.
“Sorry there’s not much to entertain yourself with. I don’t spend too much time indoors… Would you like a drink?” Loki asked, opening the cupboard. He’d taken a liking to the fine wines of Midgard and had collected dozens of bottles, each a different type. When it was too cold or he was feeling too homesick to go out, Loki would stay in and drink. He grabbed his favorite bottle and two very clean fancy glasses (he couldn’t have dirty dishes, he WAS a prince after all.), and poured the two of them a drink without waiting to hear Lern’s answer as to whether or not he actually wanted a drink. If the otherworlder didn’t want his drink, Loki would gladly down it himself anyway.
He came around to set the glasses down on the table and grabbed up a discarded t-shirt from the other day, pulling it over his head. It wasn’t clean but it wasn’t drenched in sweat either, so it was better than nothing. Loki propped his feet up on the table and relaxed back on the couch with his wine.
“So.” He sighed wistfully and then grinned at Lern’. “Would you like to hear about my harrowing journey through the cold wastes of Jotunheim or would you rather hear about my battle with a hydra in Vanaheim first?”
Lern’ shuttered. Loki’s room was horrific. And cockroaches?! He accepted the glass of wine, and after inspection was satisfied, and intrigued, as to the cleanliness of the dishware. He took a sip of the wine. It was fantastic! Such luxurious wines, and fancy dishware. At least Loki had decent taste.
With a hard swallow he collected himself. It was time, and even if the room was disgusting it was better than the back alley he had used earlier in the afternoon. He approached the couch, placing his glass on the table; as far from Loki’s feet as possible. Slowly, he stepped over Loki’s legs and came to rest on his knees straddling him. “I believe… I would much rather have a demonstration.” His grin widened. He drew himself into Loki, pressing his lips passionately against the other boys.
Loki’s lips were soft. Lern’ could feel the tension of his body give way into the moment. It knew. It knew it’s time was here, and that before long it would have the satisfaction it craved so strongly. Lern’ pressed his hips down against Loki. He could feel himself becoming hard; It felt magnificent to have his body rubbing up against Loki’s. He parted his lips slightly and licked the crease in Loki’s lips. He tastes better than expected.
