Prompt: SourceURL:http://theotherodinson.tumblr.com/search/anonymous The Other Odinson Some days it was difficult living with Ronan. Most of the time it was wonderful. Ronan was attentive and loving. Loki had never been so worshipped by a lover. He liked it. He liked it very much. And Ronan was generous. No other companion had ever gifted Loki with his own ship to decorate as he saw fit before. A ship to call his own, so he could have a space that was just his. A place to retreat in case he ever felt crowded aboard The Dark Aster. It was a lovely gesture. Loki had thanked Ronan for it repeatedly. And lasciviously. But as much as Loki cared for him, he couldn’t deny that at times Ronan could be a bit extreme.
Ronan was a generous lover in more ways than one. As evidenced by his new ship the Dark Aster. Loki had never received such a present. Not in all his years of being a royal prince of Asguard.
The Lauren truly was a beautiful ship. Large, spacious, well armored, and stocked with a full arsenal it was all his to do with as he saw fit. And if he decided on wall panels of ornately crafted precious metals painted with semi precious stones ground down and used as pigment and encrusted with precious stones harvested from the unfortunate planets that had been searched by Ronan. Well his walls were beautiful. As were his pearl encrusted chandeliers. Though all these luxuries made his floor see quite bare. Perhaps the next planet would have some nice trees to make some parqueted flooring made with... He'd have to find some way to source rugs. Good rugs were hard to find. They were unexpectedly scarce outside the nine realms.
A soft snore beside him caused him to wander in his thoughts. He'd never had a more selfless lover. Ronan lay beside him taking a well deserved rest. Ronan had spent the better part of the last few hours worshipping his body. Loki watched his chest movements. The gentle rise and fall of sleep hypnotizing; Lokis eyelids began to waver.
When Loki awoke the room was dim and smelled of breakfast tea.
Ronan was seated at a small table by the window facing him. Stars moved past, peaking out from behind the curtains. A small feast laid out before him. A fine assortment of dishes, thick slices of fried meat with sauce both sweet and savory, a light soup that was mainly broth with leafy greens served chilled, a dish trapped somewhere between both cake and porridge, as well as a few new ones he didn't recognize.
"I thought the smell of breakfast might wake you from your eternal slumber". Ronan teases.
Loki stretches out, yawning in a large breath of air. "What is the time"?
"Not late," Ronan says "We've enough time for breakfast".
Loki rises from the bed not bothering to cover himself, he closes the distance between Ronan and himself and presses their lips together in a kiss.
Loki seats himself beside Ronan, halfway in his lap. Ronan raises a piece of fruit to his lips and loki bites down on it. sucking the juices from Ronans fingers as her does so.
"You like that my Pet"? Ronan said gazing down at him.
"MmmHmm" Loki answered, reaching for a slice of meat only to find himself being offered another piece from Ronans plate. "That's a bit too salty" Loki replied, reaching for his cup of tea and washing it from his mouth.
"I see" replied Ronan, rising from the table.
Lokis eyes followed Ronan as he made his way across the room and opened the door to a servant waiting with a food cart for cleaning up after, reach out, snap his neck, Lokis eyes widened. and retort "The meat was too salty".
