Thor wants wear his pants on but it doesn't fit and Loki helping him.
((Some of these asks are begging for a story response, so I think I’ma just do that--! 😂 ))
Thor groaned, pulling the pants tighter across his soft stomach. But it’s no use. The jeans were determined not to button and he at last gave up, his pudge winning the battle. Damn it, he could wear these a month ago! But he supposed after stopping the gym membership and enjoying more down time came with a slight price. Not that he minded; he was happier than he remembered being in a long time. But it did mean he needed to go shopping for new clothes again..
But Thor didn’t get paid for another two weeks, and this last check had been spent on the bills and maybe a few tasty snacks around the apartment he and his brother shared. He had to make these work at least until then.
So he tried again, tugging harder and grunting but the ends barely made contact, the button more than an inch from the hole.
“Troubles?” Thor was surprised by the sudden voice at his door and looked to see Loki leaned against the door jam, watching him with clear amusement.
Thor blushed furiously. It wasn’t exactly the first time Loki had seen him without a shirt on, but somehow with him struggling to fit into his pants, the bigger man was suddenly a little self conscious.
Thor had always been the bigger and stronger of the two, he had always been athletic and fit and carved until he had moved in.. Now he could practically hear the insults that were bound to come from Loki’s mouth.
What he didn’t expect, however, was the younger come over with a soft hum and to run his hands over the soft curve of his stomach.
“Oh, big brother. You’re going to make us late wearing this..”
“I- I’m sorry, I don’t think I have anything bigger..” Thor said sheepishly.
“Well, Then I suppose we will just have to make do, won’t we.” Before Thor could ask what he meant, he found himself being gently pushed backwards towards his bed. He fell back on the soft covers, his tummy jiggling and Loki was right over him.
“My my, you’ve really stuffed yourself in these, haven’t you.” His brother purred, slim hands traveling up his thighs to where the pants still lay unbuttoned.
“Hush, I’m helping.” Loki tutted. “Everyone knows you have to lay down to get tight jeans buttoned.” He spoke so nonchalant that the contrast of his heated expression threw Thor through a dizzy loop and with horror he realized he was stirring right where his brother’s hands were.
“I- I can do this-” He tried to say and take his pants but Loki simply batted his hands away.
“Nonsense, you’re taking too long as it is. Let me..” He trailed off as tugged the jeans tight, making Thor involuntarily groan as it also tightened around his groin, making his cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red.
“There,” Loki’s voice hummed over the pounding of his heart in his ears, which only worsened when he felt his brother’s fingers tugging the zipper up, then a pat on his tummy.
“Well, don’t just lay there.. We have to beat traffic.” Loki gave Thor a sly smile, before slipping out of the room and leaving his big brother there, panting and hard.
