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James watched the way Loki moved as they sparred, his lean body twisting and twirling away from his advances, stretching out into every lunge and jab with his staff. He was insanely graceful, green eyes sharp and mouth in a set line as he concentrated on his opponent. More than once James felt himself slip and get struck because he was distracted by Loki’s fucking mouth, or his hands wrapped around the wood, or the way his hips swayed. James licked his lips and ducked, swinging his own staff out to take out the Princes legs, who saw it coming and jumped, using his own to flip over the knight, foot coming down heavy on his back and pinning him to the floor. James went without a fight, panting from the intensity of their practice.
“You’re clumsy today James, what’s wrong?” Loki bent over him, his breath tickling the back of the mans neck and sending a shiver down his back, skin breaking out into gooseflesh.
“Just…distracted.” James huffed out, pushing up on his arms and Loki removed his foot, offering. Knight a hand to help him up. He had a smirk on his face, hair falling loose around his face from the bun he had it in and accentuating the sharp features he had grown into over the last winter. It was disarming to say the least. James found himself unable to the obvious swallow as he tore his gauze away from his friend.
“By what would that be good knight?” Loki teased, his hand coming up to stroke at James hair, pushing it from his eyes and making him look at him, eyes earnest and open even though his mouth was in a disgustingly devastating smirk that made James stomach tie itself in knots.
“Things.” James all but hissed and walked away, putting his staff down and walking towards where their stuff was waiting for them. He could feel his face heating up something fierce, his hands flexing as he grabbed a rag to wipe his face. He had to get himself under control. He had to stop getting attracted to his damn friends but that was a fight he was adamant about not facing.
Loki tilted his head to the side and walked up behind James, putting his hands on his shoulders and letting the touch calm his own worries. James didn’t kick him off or shove him away, he wasn’t afraid of him using his sedir against him he just stood there, taking a deep breath and then leaned back into the touch ever so slightly. Loki didn’t have to hear his apology he felt it in the way the other boy relaxed, the way his muscles gave under his hands and his pretty blue eyes closed, in turn Loki felt the stress that he had gone too far and pushed away his only friend leave his own stance. He clearly misread the situation.
“I’m sorry I pushed you James, shall we retire and bathe?” He tried but James turned around and pulled him into a hug that was just this side of too tight and it took the mage a second to register, returning it with full force. Loki could feel the way James heart was beating out of his chest, far too fast for the way they had relaxed, but also realised his was doing the same. His hands ran down his friends bare skin, feeling the scars from his fight with the fire, the way they carved into his skin like a story, could feel the smooth expanse of skin that was not touched that day and ran his fingers down both, eliciting a beautiful shudder from the boy. When they pulled apart James had a more settled look on his face.
“I’m sorry I’m being a dick. Just, dealing with stuff.” James met his eyes and gave a small smile , melting Loki’s heart a little, looking so much like the young boy he became friends with, even though he had grown into a young man over the winter. He was carrying more burden than he should be after his mother’s death and the position he held in court because of it and Loki knew. He knew what it was like to have so many expectations on you at such a young age. He had turned 17 that winter and was expected to take on even more and Loki knew. He was a couple of years older than the knight he knew what was coming and it sucked quite frankly.
“You don’t have to apologise, let’s go in and get clean, I detest sand.” Loki tried to give him an out, squeezing his hand as they left the training ring and he felt James grip a little tighter just before they let go altogether as a guard came around the corner to use the ring, bowing low to the Prince as they did.
James watched the way Loki moved, he wasn’t at ease in his own castle and it pissed him off. Steve was allowed to walk and talk to anyone. And everyone tried to talk to him to, he lit up everyone’s day regardless of if they were royal or a scullery maid he really did not care, but here? Everyone avoided Loki like he had some sort of plague. James had noticed it as they grew up, how when he was with Thor everyone talked to him, stopped him, flirted with him, but the second he was with Loki it was like some veil fell over him and suddenly he was infected to, no smiles from the court girls, even the whores didn’t look at him and that was unusual, because they usually did and they did not care who they were looking at, but Loki? No one even dared to meet his gaze. It pissed him off enough that he stopped hanging out with Thor and the others, stopped making a point to talk to the maids and the cooks that he used to converse with because if they had had a problem with Loki they had a problem with him.
“You’re thinking too loud.” Loki announced as they reached his quarters, slipping into his room an dumping their stuff by the door unceremoniously.
“Just pissed off.” James shrugged and turned to go start a fire under the Princes bath, drawing down the towels before Loki magicked up the water straight into the tub. They had years of practice with this, they didn’t even need to talk to get most tasks done which was relaxing in a way most people didn’t realise.
“I heard my father talking to yours the other day at breakfast whilst you were still fast asleep.” Loki started seemingly out of the blue. He had his back to the knight who admired the view, not looking away like would be polite, eyes raking over the Princes smooth but muscled expanse of creamy white back, mouth going dry as the boy leant forward to take his shoes and trousers off.
“Oh really?” James managed to choke out around his dry tongue.
“They we’re discussing us.” Loki framed it carefully, not like he was watching James check him out very obviously in the mirror opposite him. “About how it’s a shame a political marriage between us wouldn’t work.”
“What?” James stuttered, eyes breaking away from where Loki was dropping his pants and catching the others eyes in the mirror, blushing scarlet at being caught, Loki gave him a smirk.
“Well we get along, we would be a fine pair, you could protect me.” The pair snorted. “And you already know what a ‘bad influence’ I can be.” Loki turned to face the knight who swallowed thickly, advancing slowly and bringing his hands up to his hair, running his fingers through the locks until they fell out of the leather tie they were in. “But alas, It would be of no use politically, and that is basically the whole reason my father would marry me off.”
“That sucks.” James managed to get out of his face, eyes fluttering shut as the other played with his hair. He knew that was his weakness. “And I couldn’t give you children.”
“That…is easily solved.” Loki announced but didn’t push it further. “What a shame us royals don’t get to marry for love.”
“Yeah, yeah it is.” James nodded and opened his eyes, realising Loki was far closer than he originally thought he was, hands coming up to grip Loki’s slender wrists. The mage smiled sadly at the boy, smiled at the fact both of them knew, both of them knew that they could be satisfied, but not as happy as they really could be. That they would never be allowed to marry the ones they truly desired and that even if they did marry it would be settling for not the one they needed in life. But that also may never happen.
Loki gave in and leant forward, giving the other plenty of time to back out and say no but in the end James surged up to meet him half way, their lips crashing together with a sigh that could have been heard around the entire castle for all the pressure it felt like he pair let go. His hands slid back and into the others long hair, tangling the curly locks he loved so much and felt James hands slide around his slender waist. Everywhere hands touched his bare skin started tinging with a need he hadn’t felt before, a need to touch, to devour, to enjoy and he refused to ignore it. James whimpered under him and Loki tugged on his hair sharply, scratching his nails on his scalp and James moaned. Moaned into Loki’s waiting mouth and that was all the invite the Boy needed to slide his tongue out and across the seam of the others lips, tasting the way James was getting needy underneath him from just one kiss. It was intoxicating in a way all the mead in the city wasn’t.
“Fuck.” James whispered against his mouth when they separated for air and felt them both shudder.
“Maybe later right now I want to feel you.” Loki announced, magic fizzing from his fingertips and removing the rest of the knights clothes, pressing their naked forms together as soon as he could. “Fuck you’re so soft.”
“Gods yes.” James whispered, hands skimming down the entire length of Loki’s body, nails digging into the v line of his hips before sliding around to grab his ass, moaning wantonly into the others mouth again as he kneaded the flesh. He could feel the way their cocks brushed together at the contact. Both boys moaned again before James shoved them against the nearest wall, dislodging a few things from the shelf next to it but not caring as he crowded the Prince against it, his thigh coming up between the others and grinding into him, tongue diving into the Princes mouth desperately as they fought for dominance. His hands found the Royals, clasping them and pinning them to the wall as they kissed, fingers sliding together effortlessly as they fell into the rhythm they both found comfortable and it became more relaxed than frantic, more about feeling than it was about touching. It was electrifying and calming all at once and they revelled in it.
“James.” Loki moaned and the Knight moved down the others neck, kissing his way to his collar bone, biting at it a few times just to feel the other shudder. He left a mark on his broad chest, just because he wanted to and he could, feeling Loki writhe against him.
“Yes Lokes?” James didn’t recognise the tone his voice had taken but damn it sounded good and by the way Loki’s cock twitched against his stomach he clearly thought the same. The Prince looked wrecked, hair a mess, lips swollen, eyes blown so his usual green was just a thin ring around the black. His chest was panting and as James licked up his neck he felt the mans pulse jump frantically.
“Where the fuck did you learn to kiss like that?” He was scratching lines down James back, his nails digging into his arms to both pull him closer and push him away he had no idea anymore but fuck he wanted more.
“Just a quick study I guess.” James let his cocky side shine though and Loki moaned again, having been unable to control himself around the knight for so long being able to actually make a move on him he wanted was intoxicating. Loki used that cockiness against him and flipped them, bracing his hands on the wall either side of the Knights head.
“That you are Knight.” Loki winked then dropped to his knees, kissing the others hips before biting on them, forcing James to keep them still with a hand splayed flat on his stomach, inhaling deeply before licking up that fucking V line he had from all that practice that caused him so many issues. James cock twitched against his cheek, dripping precum which painted the Princes face before Loki took pity and kissed the very tip, tongue swiping out to lick at it without breaking eye contact with the boy beneath him. James swore, hand coming up to shove in his own mouth , eyes rolling back into his head as Loki started sucking on the top of his flushed cock and the Prince felt powerful. Not in the way his magic made him. Not he way his title made him. In a way only James made him.
“Gods Loki.” James stammered, his good hand coming to rest in Lokis hair, brushing it back from his face so that he could watch the way his cock slid into the Princes mouth, he could be killed for even thinking such images it he was getting it first hand and maybe death would be worth it. He looks so fucking pretty, eyes wide, mouth stretched obscenely around James own flushed cock and he didn’t seem to be upset about it, in fact, he seemed to be rather enjoying it if the noises and the way his eyes had fluttered closed were any indication. “You’re incredible you know that ?” James ran his hands through Loki’s hair gently, making sure it wasn’t in his eyes before Loki pulled back with a obscene pop.
“Hmmm, no do tell me more.” Loki teased, letting the cock in front of him rest on his lips as he spoke, the little vibrations sending shocks along its length.
“Ass.” James sighed, hips rolling of their own accord. “Look at you down there, on your knees for some lowly knight in training, getting your pretty skin dirty in order to wrap your mouth around his cock like some common whore. Is that what you are Loki? Some common whore who just couldn’t wait to stake some claim on me?” James held Lokis eyes the entire time, hand coming to cup his jaw. “Do you drop to your knees for every pretty face that walks into your chambers?”
“And just why.” Loki started but James cut him off.
“Because you cannot tell me that is the first time you’ve got your pretty mouth on a cock Baby, you know what you’re doing far too well.” James leant forward and captured his lips in a kiss, savouring the bitter taste of himself on the Princes tongue. “You’ll show me up Doll.”
“Oh James, you have no idea what I’ve been privy to, Doll.” He teased back, surging up and dragging the brunette to the floor with him, pinning him underneath him before grinding his ass back on the younger mans cock. “But I can teach you.”
“Yes. Please, whatever you want me to know I i’ll learn, I will lap up all you offer.” James bought his hands to the others hips, following the rolling movement with one of his own and tilted his head to the side when Loki came back down to leave kisses and bites on the side of his neck
“Lap it up will you James?” Loki pulled back and winked at him, his teeth appearing in a smirk that made the whole room feel darker around them. James simply opened his mouth in answer, suckling on the fingers that Loki pressed into it. “Good Boy.” Loki used his fingers to tilt James head back, biting at his throat that was exposed, inhaling his scent as he reached between them, taking both of their cocks in his hand, sliding them together slowly, rolling his hips into the delicious friction.
“Loki.” James eyes rolled back into his head and his words came out breathy and needy, whimpers as his hips bucked up into the Prince. “Please.”
“Please what pretty boy?” Loki drew his fingers from the others mouth, slick with spit and cool in the castle air.
“Please.” James begged under him, hands frantically grabbing at the Princes creamy thighs, skimming over his wrists as it moves slowly over the pair of them. His eyes were darting over the Royal, unable to focus on just one spot as he reached out to touch whatever he could manage.
“You want to fuck me James? My James? Want to feel inside me? To know how warm and slick it would be to have me ride your pretty cock right here on the bathroom rug?” Loki leant forward, hair falling over his shoulders and creating curtains around the pair of them, forcing James pale blue eyes to focus on his own, lip drawn in between his teeth, chest and cheeks flushed ruby. “You come apart so pretty Baby.”
“Really? You would let me do that?” James panted, hand coming up to stroke the side of Lokis face so tenderly to almost hurt, Loki felt his own eyes flutter shut at the caress.
“Oh, I intend to fuck you too James, but yes right now I would let you.” Loki promised, leaning down to kiss him tenderly, biting at his bottom lip as he did, pressing their chests flush.
“Yesssss.” James hissed, his hands coming to cup the Mages ass, bringing them closer, hands splayed out to feel all of him, little fingers grazing over the exposed furl he wanted so bad. “Let me prep you.” He whispered, digging his fingers in slightly before letting go.
“You know what you’re doing?” Loki magicked a vial to their side and James shrugged.
“I am sure we can work it out.” He smirked then raised his arms. “Sit on my face.”
“What?” Loki nearly choked, that smirk coming back to his friends face. James simply opened his mouth, letting his tongue drop out and curl back invitingly and Loki felt his body shudder before he registered what was happening. “Fuck yes.” He scampered to move up, letting the other guide him where he wanted and braced his hands not the side of the tub, using it for leverage as James easily manhandled him, which did wonders for Loki really, before settling him where he wanted, tongue swiping out and over Lokis hole without preamble, no teasing as he moaned loudly beneath the Prince. Loki wanted to make noise, wanted to scream and moan and shudder but the feeling was stopping him, it felt like his throat was being held closed as James made short work of covering his hole with spit, using the tip of his tongue to open the other up quickly. James hands were holding his cheeks apart, face buried in so far his nose was pressed against his balls, breath tickling the space between the two and it was glorious. Lokis eyes closed, knuckles white on the side of the tub until a strangle moan escaped him when James tongue finally breached him, slipping inside with little resistance. Loki ground back unintentionally on his friends face, desperate for more but also not wanting him to stop what he was doing at all. “James.”
James made a point of making sure Loki knew he was good, running his unscarred hand up his stomach, curling around his cock a few times before sliding up to pinch at on nipple, making he other shudder in time to his tongue slipping in as far as it could, the slightly sweet taste of him addicting as a water to a man lost in the desert. He reached over to the side, grabbing the vial of oil and slicking his hands the best he could without being able to see, still intent on loosing himself in the taste of Loki on his tongue. Loki was whimpering, almost screaming at the knight when he hit where he wanted and James was loath to move him, wanting desperately to make him cum like this , he was sure h could, but his own cock was throbbing with need between his thighs and he had to get on with it or he was going to cum before he even got to feel his prize. He tapped Loki’s hip who had the mind to raise slightly and James pushed him back, wrapping one hand around his partners cock and the other going to his hole, sliding inside without warning but also without resistance and Loki tipped his head back, sliding the whole way down his fingers eagerly, riding them them without being told, raising as far as he dare then dropping back.
“More. James, Please more.” Loki begged, nails scratching into James chest, eyes wide and frantic as he did, leaving lines dark against the knights skin. James grunted, lining up a second finger when Loki next dropped down and the moan almost undid him, Lokis voice echoing around the hall as he did and James couldn’t concentrate on his face anymore or he was hoping to cum untouched. Loki started scrabbling for the vial, desperate to reach it just out of his range but also not willing to let the fingers in his ass disappear even for a second. He used magic and got the glass to him clumsily, reaching to pour some on James cock before he lifted himself clean off the fingers without warning. James eyes snapped open to see Loki line himself up with his cock and slide down far slower than he intended, not realising the width difference but revelling in the slight burn as he was stretched out. Both men were silent as the warmth encased James cock and it wasn’t until the Mage was fully seated did either of them manage to breathe out a moan. James slick hands went to Lokis hips, using his core strength to surge up and kiss him, feeling Loki’s hands wrap around his face and tangle in his hair, the one slick hand clutching at the back of his neck as they couldn’t even kiss properly, more lips touching as they breathed each others air.
“Norns Loki.” James sighed, waiting for the ok to move, hands bruising in the Princes skin but neither minded, finally able to feel each to her after gods knows how long of wanting. He slid one hand up the others back, tangling in his long dark hair, tilting him down to kiss him properly, hips rolling of their own accord as he did, their tongues meeting almost timidly now that they were there. James poured all he could into the kiss, feeling Loki do the same, as he started rocking against the cock inside him.
“James, please, please move.” Loki patted at James chest who laid back, using the floor as leverage to brace his feet and fuck up into the Prince, using the way he was leaning on the Knights chest to counteract the way he moved. As James came up Loki came down, grinding as much as he could before James pulled back out, only to repeat the motion again. Both boys were panting, clearly struggling with inexperience and overwhelmed as they chased the feeling building, right up until James tilted, hitting a bud of nerves inside Loki that he had only managed to hear about once that caused him to explode over the knights chest with a scream, back arching and hips stuttering, clenching around the knight who shouted with surprise, the movement and feeling of the others cum hitting his chest sending him over the edge, filling the Prince with his own seed as he did.
Loki collapsed onto this chest, grimacing at landing in his own mess but boneless and not bothered enough to move, burying his nose in James neck and inhaling deeply, panting matching the man beneath him. James ran his hands over Lokis back, peppering the side of his face with kisses as he did, cuddling him close even as the cold of the floor seeped through he rug.
“We should bath.” Loki whispered into James skin, kissing his neck gently, pushing up away from him, grimacing at the cum drying their skin together. James looked down at the mess and smiled gently.
“Think its still warm?” He waved at the bath and Loki rolled his eyes, standing up, missing the others cock weirdly the second they weren’t connected, and offered his hand, which James took, drawing him to to his full height and kissed him gently. He got in the bath and scooted forward.
“Perfectly, now get in here.” Loki rolled his eyes and James wasted no time getting in, putting his legs wither side of the mage, pulling him back against his chest and stroking his har out of the way, kissing his shoulder and neck a few times.
“Now it is.” He whispered and Loki closed his eyes, a smile on his lips as they relaxed into the water together.