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Loki actually blushed, and for a moment, Thor felt a little guilty. Maybe he shouldn’t have. Catching Loki off-guard, making him red in the face, making him defensive, that was almost an accomplishment. He seemed to pride himself on always being the one unaffected, the one in control.
He hadn’t been unaffected back in that stall. Neither had Thor, but Loki had known the whole damn time that Thor was as far from unaffected by him as it was possible to be, so there was no change there.
“You just don’t like being the one getting made fun of,” Thor replied as he slid into the back seat beside Loki, not hesitating to shuffle closer, shoulder pressed to Loki’s. “But yes. You had been drinking. Wouldn’t have followed me in there to - “ He lowered his voice to a whisper so the driver couldn’t eavesdrop, leaning in close enough that his lips brushed Loki’s ear.
“To kiss me? Drag me into that stall to do what you liked with me, if you hadn’t been drinking? Is that it, Loki? Because I rather hoped it was due to you wanting to…”
Loki gave Thor a look that blatantly said ‘of course I don’t like being the one getting made fun of’. That wasn’t really a difficult thing to figure out. The next look he gave him, though, was a warning. Don’t push things when a driver could eavesdrop on them. Not that he really was. The man seemed happy to listen to his news radio, but Loki wasn’t sure they could take the chance.
Thor, on the other hand...
Letting Thor in on how he was feeling had emboldened Thor, but when they were in Switzerland, Loki had hoped Thor would be emboldened and less hesitant without having to be pushed for it. Now, he was getting what he’d hoped for, and he knew he should be kicking himself for it, but he was too busy feeling goosebumps pop on his arms when Thor whispered in his ear.
Thor knew him. He knew him too damn well. That should have been an issue, rather than a turn on.
Reaching over to put his hand on Thor’s thigh, Loki nudged Thor with his shoulder, getting him to back off. Just enough that Loki could lean in and whisper in his ear.
“I would have done that even if I hadn’t been drinking. That’s what you want to hear, right, love? You want to hear me admit that I wanted you in that stall to kiss you, feel you against me, touch you? God...” He squeezed Thor’s leg, sucking in a breath. “Because it’s all true. But I know you liked it. You got a taste, and you want more. Can’t blame you. I’m going to be the best you’ve ever had.”












