Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/1697180.

Rating:
Explicit
Category:
M/M
Fandom:
The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Relationship:
Loki/Steve Rogers
Character:
Loki (Marvel), Steve Rogers
Additional Tags:
Porn, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Anal Sex, Praise Kink, this is
really important to the verse, Makeup Sex, well sort of I mean, Steve
doesn't really do dirty talk but he can do effusive compliments, Loki
doesn't know how to take compliments really, Established
Relationship, sometimes I get nervous when I can't think of tags for a
fic
Series:
Part 16 of Remember This Cold
Stats:
Published: 2014-05-27 Words: 3408
the sun is rising
by Lise
Summary
Loki really enjoys hearing good things about himself. Really enjoys. Steve intends to make
sure Loki remembers that he's not going anywhere.
Notes
This fic was inspired by an ask from tumblr user sit-down-at-a-keyboard-and-bleed
approximately forever ago, and just now finally got written. I decided to set it after "Last
Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me" because Steve and Loki seemed like they
needed some relationship affirming porn. Because reasons. (Sometimes you just have to
write porn, and yet somehow whenever I do it it ends up all feelings-y. Well, no surprises
there, I guess.
I promise I'm working on other actual longfic projects and not just porn, really I am.
But...there is also porn sometimes.
Enjoy!
The first time Steve gasped, Loki, so good, feel so amazing, Loki didnt really register what had
pushed him over the edge.
The second time, when he had Steves dick down his throat and his hands in his hair and Steve said,
your mouth, God, your tongue, Im so close, his cock went from half-hard to aching, and he thought
he began to suspect.
The third time, when hed been grinding himself against Steves leg what felt like forever and Steve
lifted himself up and looked down at Loki and said, quite clearly, I swear youre the most beautiful
thing Ive ever seen, he arched off the bed and keened through his teeth so just the brush of Steves
fingers tipped him over the edge into mind-numbing orgasm, Loki recognized the pattern.
So, of course, had Steve.
He should have known that would be the dangerous part.
Steve seemed to take delight in his newfound power. Hed slide a hand down Lokis stomach and stop
just above his loins, nip his neck and murmur your eyes are beautiful, so expressive, the way you look
at me and Loki could almost feel his glee at the way Loki melted against him, his body heating up
in a flush of sudden heat. He would slow his strokes when moving inside Loki and then whisper a
litany of praises about how good he felt until Loki was almost keening with need. Steve loved it.
Loki could almost be embarrassed. Almost, if it werent so enjoyable.
Steve had been careful with him, almost ginger, since James Barnes had been found. Like he feared to
break Loki, and not just in the way hed seemed to after theyddiscussed his proclivities. This was
something else.
Loki wondered if it traced back to his accusation, use me like a whore, that hed thrown out, meaning
to hurt. Or if it was something else, an allegory for the state of things between them now, fragile and
uncertain.
It scared Loki, this new state of things. It seemed as though it would be so easy to break, and that was
what Loki did, after all, wasnt it? He broke things. Broke people.
Which was why when Steve came to him with a paper bag, pulled out a rope and asked, may I? Loki
felt his heart flutter and wasnt sure if it was nerves or hope.
Loki raised his eyebrows, very slightly. What do you think?
Steves eyes fixed on his. I think I want a straight answer.
Loki blinked, faintly surprised, and then cocked his head. Then yes. You may. He took a step toward
Steve, eying him carefully. Something about his body language
Steve closed the distance between them and kissed him, the press of his lips warm and firm. Take off
your clothes, he said, voice low. And go get on the bed.
Lokis breath caught. My, he murmured. Youre in a mood. What brought this mmmm. He
leaned his head back slightly into the fingers running through his hair, dragging across his scalp, and
decided to refrain from questioning. Instead, when Steve stepped back, he began stripping off his
clothing a piece at a time, stepping out of his pants and pausing a moment, enjoying, as always, the
feeling of being admired.
You should model for me sometime, Steve said. Like this. You lookperfect. Splendid. The way
your muscles move under your skinyoure all slender, graceful, lines. His voice was quiet, and Loki
felt a shiver run down his spine, body stirring.
Trying to sweet talk me, Captain? Loki asked, a little archly, and Steve smiled.
That depends. Is it working?
Loki took a step back and then turned, deliberately making his hips sway as he strolled toward the
bedroom. You know it doesnt take much, he said lightly.
It should. Loki paused, and glanced over his shoulder. You should know how wonderful you are.
How impossibly beautiful. Steves voice was serious, and Loki felt his blood heat, his soft cock twitch
against his thigh. You should know what its like to look at you and feel as lucky as I do. Loki did
turn, then, feeling a flicker of something that was almost unease.
Why, Captain, he murmured. What brought this on?
Does something have to bring it on? Steve asked, taking a step forward. Cant I just want to
compliment you?
Lately, or in general? Loki was tempted to ask, but pushed the urge down and just smiled, a little,
eyebrows still quirked. After a moment, Steve came over and kissed him again, hands resting on his
waist.
The bed, he repeated, and this time Loki went, stretched out on his back and kept his eyes toward the
door. Steve appeared only a moment later, paused in the doorway and then came over and climbed
onto the bed, straddling Lokis hips. Loki let his hands lift to Steves arms.
Youre wearing too many clothes, he murmured.
Im not going to leave them on forever. Steve leaned down and kissed him again, slow and softer,
and then began tying his arms, wrists together, drawing them gently over his head and tethering him to
the headboard. Loki felt his breathing quicken a little, and Steve turned his head and kissed his hand,
his fingers. You have beautiful hands, he murmured. Long and slender like the rest of you. Delicate
and strong. Loki shifted at the warmth of Steves lips brushing lightly against his wrist.
You aresweet talking me, he murmured. He felt Steve smile.
Im just saying what I always think.
Loki swallowed and felt his body quiver a little. Are you now? His voice sounded just a little
breathless, and Steves fingers brushed his neck, trailed down over his shoulder. Perhaps you
shouldsay it more often, he added, making his voice light.
Maybe I should. Steves lips were warm, kissing down his arm to his elbow, lifting away. Lokis
arms twitched and tensed, the rope rubbing against his skin but not chafing. It was too soft for that.
Gentle, like Steves hands running over his sides, tracing the faint impression of his ribs. I know you
like it. Like hearing all the things about you that I cant resist. And it feels like that, sometimeslike I
cant resist. I dont want to. Steves hands moved back up his chest, and he shifted, looking down at
Loki, his eyes blue and intent, focused on him in a way that made Loki feel more bare than simply
naked. Why would I?
Loki felt warm with the praise, his breathing quickening. He let his thighs fall open, lifting one foot to
rub against the back of Steves calf. Why dont you remove some of these layers and show me how
much you cant resist my allure? he said, with a bright grin. Steves eyes darkened a hair, and he bent
his head to kiss Lokis lips and then his jawline, breath warm and making Lokis skin tingle. Something
wasdifferent. Charged, he thought.
It made him uneasy and thrilled him in equal measure.
Not yet, Steve said, voice quiet and low. Its not just about sex. Not just about your body. Steves
fingers ran over his shoulders, tracing lines of muscle that tensed under his explorations. Loki watched
him, heart thudding loudly.
What has gotten into you, he exhaled, and Steves mouth lowered to his neck, nipped lightly at the
skin under his jaw.
I love the way I can almost taste your magic under your skin, Steve said, his voice low and quiet but
clear enough that Loki could hear every word against his flesh. The way it tingles on my tongue. I can
almost feel it flowing through you, like youre made of magic, of something sparkling and bright that I
cant see but I can feel. Lokis body twitched, almost unconsciously, each word like a caress over his
skin, sinking down into his belly and then lower, cock starting to fill.
Are you asking me to-
Im not asking anything, Steve interrupted. Just listen to me. Let me He kissed Lokis neck and
sucked lightly at the skin and Loki nearly jumped, his breath catching.
Youre so strong, Steve said. I dont mean powerful. I meanyouve said youre a survivor but
thats not all. You talk about magic being will and if thats true its no wonder youre so good at it,
because you have more will than almost anyone else I know. Loki felt himself shudder.
I am merely-
Youre not merely anything, Steve said, and a touch of vehemence entered his voice as he pushed
himself up and looked down at Loki, gaze fierce. You dismiss yourself too much. I want youI want
you to know what I see when I look at you.
Steve, Loki said, uncertainty uncoiling in his stomach, but Steve sealed his lips with a kiss. When he
drew back, his pupils were wide and dark but there was something determined to his expression, and
Loki felt a flicker of anxiety in his stomach, but coupled with anticipation. He felt his eyes widen a
fraction.
Youre going to listen to me, all right? Steve said, and though it was a question, there was a note of
command in his voice that made Lokis body stir. Youre going to listen and youre not going to
argue.
Is that an order? Loki asked, trying to make it arch.
Yes.
Lokis breath snagged, again, and he felt his body tense. Steve stretched out over him, fingers running
over his shoulders and then trailing down his chest. He rubbed two fingers against the circle of Lokis
nipple and he let out something half gasp, half sigh, his body jerking upwards.
You know youre beautiful, Steve said, trailing sucking kisses along Lokis shoulder. You know
youre powerful and splendid, and you are. Youre amazing, Loki. Incredible. I look at you and I can
I can see why people called you a god.
A faint noise escaped Loki, not quite a moan, and his hips twitched up. Is this is this worsh- ah!
Steves teeth sunk into his shoulder and Lokis back bent up off the bed, arms jerking against the rope
holding him to the headboard.
Listen, Steve said firmly. Listen to me. He shifted, hand running down Lokis thigh from knee to
hip. Its not just physical. Its the way you radiate something, I dont know what to call it.
Presence. Loki lifted his hips and Steves fingers cupped his ass, kneaded the muscle there. I dont
think I dont think anyone could feel that and mistake you for human.
Steve, Loki said, but there was nothing to follow it but a few gasping inhalations as Steve sat up and
dragged his shirt off, and then palmed Lokis cock. His thoughts skipped a beat and his eyes fluttered
closed, head falling back onto his pillow.
Looking at you like this, Steve said, the way you just one look at you makes me want to touch
you, taste you. To make you feelwatching you shiver with pleasure, hearing the noises you make,
its enough to make a guy dizzy. Desperate. Steve dropped his head and mouthed at one Lokis
nipples at the same time as his hand tightened, tongue wet and mouth hot, and Loki arched up into him,
the unease melting into lust, pure and simple. His body was starting to feel loose and warm, sinking
into the pleasure of being at Steves mercy even if his hands twitched where they were bound, itching
to touch, to stroke.
Steve released his cock and slid his other hand under Lokis ass, lifting his hips. Loki let his legs fold
up, knees bent, hearing his own little breathy gasps as Steve sucked at his nipple, fingers working
muscle.
When he pulled back Loki couldnt hold back a whine of loss. Shh, Steve said, lowering his hips
back down and sitting up, unbuttoning his khakis and pushing them down over his hips, exposing the
slant of first one hipbone and then the other and lastly the course curls of dark-blond hair and his half-
hard cock. Loki licked his lips and watched color touch Steves cheeks even as he reached over to the
bedside table for the bottle of lubricant and poured some over his hand.
I love the way you feel when Im inside you, Steve said, and if his face flared pink his eyes were still
intent, determined in a way that made Lokis mouth dry up. The way I can feel every twitch of your
body, how close I feel to you. Steves dry hand touched his hip and Lokis whole body jerked; he
drew his knees up toward his chest to expose himself to Steves slicked fingers that slid over his
perineum and circled his asshole. Light and gentle and far too little. I love the way you look when you
come, when I make you come and after, when youll let me hold you.
Steve, Loki breathed, just his name again. His blood was rushing in his veins now, a growingly acute
ache in his loins and his cock throbbing with his pulse. I want I need-
Steves finger slipped into him, just a little, and Loki gasped. I dont say it enough, Steve said, his
voice rough. I know you love it when I but I dont say it enough. Words dont feel good enough,
and Im not you, I dont always know how to The single finger inside him pushed a little deeper
and Lokis body opened readily for it.
More, he demanded breathlessly, and felt Steve shudder.
But I told you, Steve said, and when he bent over Loki and breathed on his lips Loki fell perfectly
still, chest heaving. Its not just sex. Its you.
A second finger breached him and stole Lokis breath away as he gasped, back arching off the bed,
arms jerking at his tether only to fall back with a groan. Steve was peppering his chest with kisses, his
breath hot, scraping his teeth against skin in ways that made Lokis whole body tingle.
Its you, Steve said, as his two fingers began to pump inside Lokis body, spreading wide until
Lokis eyes slammed closed at the exquisite stretch. You and your cleverness, Loki, because you are
so unbelievably smart, so quick to see things, to learn everything that you want. I love that, too, I love
how smart you are, your thirst for knowledge-
Loki heard himself make an indistinct mewling sound and tried to squirm, a jolt going through him,
pleasure and something else. Part of him thrilling at the recognition and another part registering
squirming in sudden discomfort. Steves fingers crooked inside him and Loki lost the discomfort in a
wave of pleasure so intense he nearly lost track of Steves voice.
the way you want to ah want to know everything, and, and how brave you are, how incredibly
you came after me, you came to rescue me alone, you stayed strong through everything anyones
tried to do to you, never let anyone tear you down-
Oh Norns. There were three fingers moving inside him now, and his whole body was strung tight but it
was Steves voice, too, everything he was saying, the praise sinking through his skin and turning
through some kind of alchemical process into a pleasure sharp and intense as a blade. Steve, he
gasped, and it turned into a cry when Steves teeth caught his skin and his fingers spread wide at the
same time.
Loki, Steve was saying, almost babbling, Loki. Look at me, and Lokis head turned and found
those blue eyes like an anchor. Its all of that, he said. All of that and more. Its the way you know
what Im feeling and how you know how to make me feel better. Its the way you smile when youre
happy, really happy and it lights up your eyes and I feel like Id do anything to make you keep smiling
like that, its how much you care, even when you try to pretend you dont.
Steves fingers withdrew from his body and Loki made a thin, desperate sound. Its not true, he wanted
to say, its not true, Im not, but he couldnt find his voice and it felt so so good not just in his flesh
but down deeper, somewhere perhaps in his wretched soul. He moaned, helplessly, wordlessly.
Its the way you look at me, sometimes, when your eyes go soft and I can see it on your face, your
beautiful, expressive face. Steves body pressed against his, hands caressing his hips, up his sides and
down again. Youre wonderful, Loki, youre amazing and I feel so lucky to know you, to have your
friendship and your love-
Steve, Loki gasped, please, squirming, twisting on the bed but he couldnt get away (didnt want to
get away) and couldnt breathe and couldnt his chest was too full, his cock straining and every nerve
singing. His eyes fluttered between open and closed. I need He spread his legs, lifted his hips.
Steve groaned and then his lips crashed against Lokis as he guided his cock into his body. Lokis eyes
opened wide and unseeing, his cock jumping and for a moment he couldnt breathe, could only feel
Steves heavy breathing on his mouth and Steves penis buried deep inside him. His body was on fire,
he was burning up, and he didnt want it to end even as he strained for completion.
I love your voice, Steve said, your voice and your face and your hands, I love the way you wrinkle
your nose when something displeases you and the way you laugh through your nose when something
amuses you. I love the way you tease, your playfulness and humor. Loki-
Move, Loki demanded, almost keened, and Steve did move, his body shuddering as his hips rocked
and began to thrust. Lokis mind was spinning. He felt drugged, dazed.
I chose you, Steve was saying, was panting into his neck. I chose you, Loki. Because of
everything you are. Everything ah-
Words had fled. He could feel the drag of Steves cock deep within. Feel every word hed spoken,
reverberating through his chest and gut. Feel Steves body pressed against him, his hands on Lokis
hips, holding him steady. Loki was keening, loudly, though he wasnt sure where he found the air for
the noise.
Youre so good, Steve said, his voice breathless, ragged. So good, Loki, oh god- so good.
Steve, Loki thought, and he might have said it but he couldnt have been sure. His legs twitched and
juddered, back arching off the bed.
Steves fingers brushed the top of his left thigh and then his cock. Loki, he said, voice soft, and Loki
shivered just at his name. Loki, can you let go for me?
He nearly screamed, did scream, wasnt sure which, and for a moment everything was a cacophony of
light and sound and noise and Steve Steve Steve-
Loki felt Steve come, felt him stiffen and his teeth bite into the join of Lokis neck and shoulder. He
hardly felt the pain, floating. He felt wrung out and wrung dry, sliding down from the euphoria of
coming and back into his body, streaked with come. Steve was collapsed over him, still inside. His
mouth and throat were dry, parched, but his body felt too much like liquid to consider trying to rise,
even if hed wanted to move Steve. There was an ache in the side of his neck and on his shoulder
where Steve had bitten and his wrists hurt just a little where the rope had dug into skin.
He felt like hed been scoured clean. Like the world had steadied, just a little.
Steve shifted, very slightly. Loki, he said, voice a little blurry.
Wherehave you been hiding that? Loki asked, thickly. His tongue felt clumsy. He wanted to sleep.
I told you, Steve said after a moment. I just said what I always think. I guess I just figured you
needed to hear it. He kissed the hollow of Lokis throat, gently. Because you are, he said. Loki felt a
little dizzy all over again.
Are what?
So good, Steve murmured, and even if it wasnt true, would never be true, Loki felt his whole body
warm.
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