Chaotic Mischief

“No medication. I don’t need any. Bodies do their own things.” Marcus muttered but he complied with putting the thermometer in his mouth, pretending to smoke it for a second before doing it properly. The little stick beeped and he looked at the 39.2C with a roll of his eyes. “I’m fine. Our temperature is always weird. Does Nurse Loki take room service requests?”

"yes you do, marcus." he looks at the thermometer and frowns "fine? that's a fever, marcus. a high one." he makes sure the bed is comfortable and tucks the other in. he runs his fingers through his hair "you have to stop being so stubborn.. i'm doing this because i care for you two." he frowns "i'll make herbal tea and chicken soup okay? i'll gather herbs in asgard's forests to help your body from over heating."

There’s a soft growl of offence as he was picked up but his head was throbbing too much to really struggle. Plus, you know, a god was holding onto him. “Like my best health is anything to brag about anyway.” He muttered as he sprawled on the bed and watched Loki. “So, what do I get? Soup? Tea? A movie marathon.” Not that Marcus really watched movies.

"well, first i have to take your temperature and depending on how high your fever is, will depend on the medication i'll give you." he grabs the thermometer and he sanitizes it before shaking it and giving it to him. "then i'll be staying by your side, making sure to nurse you back to your top self." he smiles.

“I won’t get worse. It’s a cold or something. It’ll fuck off on its own.” He planted his feet into the ground and glowered at Loki. “Don’t make me start to dislike you.”

the god stares at him, shaking his head and he carries him bridal style now. he carries him back to the bedroom and lays him down in bed "marcus, you need rest. the human body is not meant to be pushed too hard when ill. you can dislike me afterwards, but i want you to be in your best health." he frowns "please."

“All that moron does is eat sugar and work and he wonders why we’re sick.” Marcus grumbled as he found a fresh handkerchief. “Come on, I hate being stuck in the house.”

loki sighs heavily, shaking his head and he puts his hands on marcus' shoulders. he makes him turn and walks him back to bed "well unfortunately, you'll both get worst if you do not rest."

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Steve watched the way she reacted to that, kissing and marking her skin up as much as he could. He didn’t know how long it would last for, but it was enough to turn him on even more. “Feel good?” He asked, hips starting to thrust at a quicker pace now.

Steve kept his hips moving slowly for a while, just watching the way she would stretch around him. His fingers continued to rub at her clit, moving to kiss and suck against her neck, moaning out against her soft skin.

Steve couldn’t help but to be gentlemanly during sex as well, knowing that it would’ve been the way he treated women back in the 40s if he had still been there. Leaning into the hands against his cheeks, Steve slowly started to move his hips, moaning out at how good she felt.

Hearing her say his name like that had Steve leaning down to press their lips together again, sucking against her bottom lip. “I’ve got you.” He hummed out gently before he was pushing in even more, taking his time as he did so.

One of his hands moved down to rub at her clit to give some pleasure to the stretch. “Just let me know when you want me to move.”

His tongue continued to rub against the hardening skin before he moved to do the same to her other nipple, fingers pushing in deep when he heard her moans. His hips pushed forward into her own touch, letting out a heavy moan.

Eventually he moved back and moved her legs to rest against his chest and over his shoulders, holding onto the base of his cock before slowly pressing inside of her. “Mm..”

Steve raised a brow at that, keeping his thumb rubbing there before slowly pushing two fingers into her. He then moved to kiss down her chest, taking a nipple into his mouth and brushing his tongue over it in tight circles. His fingers thrusted at a steady pace, curling to find that sweet spot.

The feeling of the female’s hands against his cock had Steve groaning out softly, thrusting against the friction a couple of times. His own hands moved down so he could undress her before rubbing his thumb over her clit. “You sure about that?”

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❉❯ 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓞𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷 ❮❉·̇·̣̇̇·̣̣̇̇·̇

Thor chuckled and then narrowed his eyes at his brother. ❝ I hope you aren't saying that I smell brother because I do bathe❞ he chuckled. He smiled when he saw that Loki was getting ready to leave. ❝ Oh no I don't need anything brother, just let your children know their uncle says hi.❞ he chuckled a bit and stretched out.

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