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At himself, yes. He was mostly to blame for how things came to be.
But how the fuck was he supposed to know Thor was serious?
But how the fuck was he supposed to know Thor was serious?
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"Bet you three dollars you can't walk in a straight line after three shots."
Drunk, they both were, on a hot April night, sitting down on the floor with their backs on the couch.
Loki was so out of it he was starting to see rainbows in his vision.
"Bet you three dollars you can't walk in a straight line after three shots."
Drunk, they both were, on a hot April night, sitting down on the floor with their backs on the couch.
Loki was so out of it he was starting to see rainbows in his vision.
Could just be the stupid Christmas lights Thor refused to take down, like a stupid person. Stupid.
But.
Stupid did run in the family.
But.
Stupid did run in the family.
"Bet you five dollars."
"Ten."
"Twenty."
"Bet you a, uh, Hello Kitty costume that you can't."
Loki snorts, getting up with a wobble. "Deal."
"Ten."
"Twenty."
"Bet you a, uh, Hello Kitty costume that you can't."
Loki snorts, getting up with a wobble. "Deal."
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"I swear, don't send this footage out to your friends or I'll kill you." Loki growls out, twirling in place.
Everything is too tight and too damn short.
"I swear, don't send this footage out to your friends or I'll kill you." Loki growls out, twirling in place.
Everything is too tight and too damn short.
His whole stomach was exposed, hair peeked up from the delicate pink skirt that barely grazed midthigh where it was supposed to meet with the thigh-highs.
There was even a cotton tail, for fuck's sake.
He does not even want to know why Thor had this in his closet.
There was even a cotton tail, for fuck's sake.
He does not even want to know why Thor had this in his closet.
"Hell no. I'm not that evil." Thor is laughing so hard, he could barely keep his phone straight. "This is comedy gold."
Loki stews in anger, "Are we done here?"
"Nope. Three more minutes. Now, meow."
Loki stews in anger, "Are we done here?"
"Nope. Three more minutes. Now, meow."
Loki deadpans. "Me-ow."
Thor frowns, zooming into Loki's face and catching the ears he wore in frame. "Mean it."
Thor frowns, zooming into Loki's face and catching the ears he wore in frame. "Mean it."
Loki grits his teeth.
Fuck it.
If he's going to be embarrassed for weeks, he might as well drag Thor down with him.
Fuck it.
If he's going to be embarrassed for weeks, he might as well drag Thor down with him.
He marches forward, dropping himself down on Thor's lap unceremoniously to his brother's confusion. Then, he stretches languidly, like a car would, funny enough.
His shirt rides up even more as he draped his arms over his shoulders.
Mean it, he says.
His shirt rides up even more as he draped his arms over his shoulders.
Mean it, he says.
He leans in, breath hot as it fanned against Thor's ear.
"Meow..." He purrs too breathily, like some pornstar Thor might have watched. That will show him.
"Oh, fuck."
Thor's groan catches in his throat but Loki hears it. He smirks.
"Meow..." He purrs too breathily, like some pornstar Thor might have watched. That will show him.
"Oh, fuck."
Thor's groan catches in his throat but Loki hears it. He smirks.
Reaching over to the side, Loki made sure his ass was obscenely shown off in the flimsy skirt.
"Are... Are those panties?"
"What else was I supposes to wear with this?"
Thor licks his lips, clearly nervous but his eyes were still down there.
"Are... Are those panties?"
"What else was I supposes to wear with this?"
Thor licks his lips, clearly nervous but his eyes were still down there.
Oh, wasn't this juicy?
He looks just like some pretty girl Thor liked from the waist down and poor, poor big brother is getting aroused.
Idiot.
He looks just like some pretty girl Thor liked from the waist down and poor, poor big brother is getting aroused.
Idiot.
With Thor's phone in hand, he takes a photo of them together, his own face feeling helpless, weak, with Thor's hands on his hips.
He sends it to himself with a devious smile.
He sends it to himself with a devious smile.
"Your five minutes is up."
Dropping the phone on Thor's lap, he stands up as triumphant as he can in a Hello Kitty costume.
Dropping the phone on Thor's lap, he stands up as triumphant as he can in a Hello Kitty costume.
"Blackmail is /my/ thing, don't think you can just beat me at it."
He smiles and even gives him a curtsy, turning on his heel to leave his brother frozen with shock on the couch.
And before he left, he just manages to see the beginnings of his arousal in Thor's pants.
He smiles and even gives him a curtsy, turning on his heel to leave his brother frozen with shock on the couch.
And before he left, he just manages to see the beginnings of his arousal in Thor's pants.
It takes Thor a full ten seconds to catch up to him and pin him flat against the door.
So, he isn't an idiot after all.
So, he isn't an idiot after all.
END
let me just....leave this here hehehe
