#thorki-anthology

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Let’s celebrate the fact that Tongue In Cheek is out now with another little taste (huehuehue) of my fic Slivertongue.

“My tastes may be a bit...peculiar, given the profession I’ve found myself in, if that’s what you’re wondering.”

Thor opened his mouth. Shut it. Opened it again and said, “You like fat guys?”

Loki made a face. “Well, I wouldn’t say fat...but I do like some softness, yes.”

Thor stared at Loki, still dumbfounded at the entire situation. “So... you--” He gestured between the two of them, unable to find something to say.

Loki sighed, a look of amusement mixed with annoyance on his face as he walked back in to Thor’s space. “I see I need to spell it out for you,” he said softly, hand coming up to rest on Thor’s chest again. “I have hardly been able to think since you walked through the door. I’ve been craving you this entire week.”

Thor’s mouth hung open, skin flushing with heat as his heartrate sped up. Loki was so close. He could count the dark eyelashes framing his eyes, smell his cologne, feel the heat pouring from his gaze.

Loki’s fingers dragged upward, skimming over Thor’s throat to cup Thor’s chin. With their lips close enough to brush, Loki whispered, “I can’t spend another second just watching you.”

[illwynd]

Thorki anthology snippet

Everybody’s heard about the just-released @thorki-anthology Tongue in Cheek, right? If you haven’t already snagged yourself a copy, it’s full of all kinds of good stuff. Read on for another little snippet of my contribution! 

With tense hands Loki kneaded at the softest part of Thor’s thighs, thinking of what he meant to do, the whole scheme of it.

He should not have still been here at all, in Asgard among those who distrusted him. Anyone with any sense would have fled long ago, rather than staying to get the Æsir into and out of scrapes, as if he were no more than a charm for good fortune. They repaid him with their wariness and their spite, and it would only grow worse, until he suffered more than the lingering ache from a rope he himself tied.

The only one who still wished for his presence anymore was Thor. He should have been gone.

But here he still was, with his plots and plans, and the thunder god laid out before him, wholly naked but for the glow of sweat and sunlight, trusting, waiting.

[illwynd]

A little Thorki anthology snippet

Anybody want to see a teensy little preview of what I’ve got in the @thorki-anthology​ Tongue in Cheek? I wound up writing something mythverse, with a very trickstery Loki up to no good and young thunder god Thor trying his best. Read on for a little taste!

So now, just as entranced as he had been then, Thor stripped down willingly when Loki asked him—aware of the strangeness of being left in nothing but his bare skin while Loki knelt beside him still fully clothed, a strangeness that fluttered through him—though he had grown enough in prudence and wisdom to make Loki again promise to reveal his plans once he had been sated.

“Of course,” Loki vowed. “I already said I would, didn’t I?”

Thor nodded, biting his lip.

Loki gazed at him. “And you trust me, don’t you?”

At that, Thor hesitated, filling his lungs with breath to buy time. Letting it out again. “I… trust you somewhat,” he answered at last.

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since I’ve been seeing some people’s @thorki-anthology sneaky peeks being posted and since I’m just kinda poking at it and changing around words at this point I thought get in on some of that fun too...

Thor’s trepidation hadn’t come from any particular bad feelings towards stripping or being a stripper. Hell, a year before he would have been the one asking Steve to put a good word in for him... The issue was, well, that since he’d graduated and been unable to find decent work he’d hadn’t been able to keep up with sports at all, and with money stressing him out, well... his physique had suffered. Going from a youth full of gymnastics and football training and having easy access to a nice, big gym at all time to none of those things didn’t do amazing things for a six pack.

Steve had assured him that that wouldn’t be a problem either. You get a free gym membership so you’ll be able to get back in shape in no time, plus you’ll get to use those old gymnastics skills on the pole!

It managed to be enough to convince Thor to give it a try. He’d come in with Steve one morning before the place had opened, mentally preparing himself to be laughed right out despite Steve’s protests telling him otherwise. He may seem a bit cold, but he’s a pro at this, there’s no way he’s gonna laugh at you.

And to Steve’s credit, he hadn’t. He hadn’t laughed at all. He’d just studied Thor with an intensity he wasn’t sure how to take.