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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Thor_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Loki/Thor, Thor/Everyone
  Character:
      Loki, Thor, Minor_Characters
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Sex, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, First_Time_Bottoming
  Series:
      Part 25 of Fucking_February
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-02-02 Words: 3009
****** The Booty Call Only Rings Once ******
by needleyecandy
Summary
     It doesn't take long for Loki, the new kid, to notice Thor, the hot
     kid. Everyone wants Thor, and no matter how they hope, no one gets
     him more than once.
     Of course, Loki has other plans.
Notes
     The other high school AU because I couldn't write just one. Enjoy!
                      XII- The first time they have sex 
                                        
It was Loki's second day at his new high school that he saw him from across the
lunchroom.
Bucky (a ridiculous name, but Loki supposed anyone with biceps like that could
safely call himself what he liked) followed his gaze. Bucky had been sitting
next to the only empty desk in first period history class, and by the end of
it, he had taken enough of a liking to Loki to show him the ropes and invite
him to sit with his friends at lunch. It was nice of him; no one had really
done that for Loki at a new school before, not since in elementary when the
teachers made people do it.
"That's Thor," Sam said. "Hottest thing in school."
“You don’t say,” Loki answered, sounding speculative. “Is he seeing anyone?”
“Thor doesn’t see people,” Bucky said. “He sleeps with them once, and that’s
that.”
“And people just go along with it?”
“Trust me, it’s worth it,” Clint assured him.
"Seriously," Tony said. "I'm seventeen, and I'm in mourning because I know the
best sex of my life is already behind me."
"Yes, I would imagine it is a difficulty, finding partners who can stay awake,"
Loki murmured.
"Hey!"
******
On the other side of the cafeteria, another group of people were having a
conversation about the same thing.
“So, Thor? How many this month?” Fandral asked.
“Four,” Thor said with a grin.
“Four? It’s only the eighteenth,” Sif said.
"Hey, I'm the school slut, baby," Thor told her with a grin.
"You know, if girls acted like you do, they would be totally destroyed," she
pointed out.
"Yeah, but not by me. I am one hundred percent in favor of you ladies getting
your freak on however you want, no judgment."
“Which is the only reason I tolerate you,” she told him with a roll of her
eyes.
“I love you too, Sif.”
“So who’s next on your phone list?” Volstagg asked. As if Thor ever told. No,
Thor didn’t mind it when others told, but he himself never did. He answered
with a laugh.
Hogun was the only one of them to see how Thor’s eyes lingered on the new kid,
and he said nothing.
*****
“So how does it work, anyway? You just tell him you want to sleep with him, and
then he does it?”
“Nope,” Tony said. "He gets your number somehow, and when he calls, you answer
and invite him over. I don't care if you're asleep, if you're in the middle of
a shower, if it's your grandma's hundredth birthday party. The booty call only
rings once."
Loki snorted. "Once? What if you don't answer?"
Steve shook his head. "Tony's actually right this time. It doesn't matter why
you don't answer. One call and then you're off the list."
“Uh-huh. What makes it so good?”
Sam blew a sigh. “Hard to say, man. He just does things with his hands and
mouth like you wouldn’t believe, and then when he’s inside you, it’s like his
cock is prehensile, it’s so good.”
“So he always…”
“Always tops? Yeah.”
“Hmm. Interesting,” Loki said, watching as Thor took another bite of his
sandwich.
*****
Loki found himself presented with the most frustrating quandary. He was hardly
interested in playing along with Thor's little game, but it did sound like the
sex was really top shelf, and that wasn't the sort of thing he was inclined to
pass up. Minute by minute he wavered, even as days turned into weeks without a
call. And when it finally came, five weeks and two days after starting at his
new school, he didn't know what would happen, even as he was raising his phone
to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Loki? This is Thor. I was wondering if you'd like to hang out tonight?"
"Sure, that sounds like fun." It didn't mean Loki was going to have sex with
him. "My parents are out late at the opera, so I have the house to myself."
That didn't mean sex, either.
Loki gave him the address. "I'll be there in about twenty minutes," Thor said.
It was just enough time for Loki to do a few things before Thor arrived.
Nothing big. Just brushing his teeth, picking up all the laundry from his floor
and throwing it in his hamper, running the vacuum. Just polite things to do
before having a guest, any guest at all. He also changed his sheets and sprayed
some orange oil air freshener in his room, but he'd been meaning to do that
anyway, so it hardly counted.
The doorbell sounded different than the one in his old house, and the jarring
tone did nothing to help his nerves. He still didn't know what he was going to
do.
Yes, he did. Missing out on great sex was stupid. He'd do it.
No. Loki had no interest in being another tick mark in some book, no interest
in simply letting Thor do whatever he wanted.
But... Thor really was the hottest thing in school. And it wasn't like Loki was
opposed to hookups. In fact, if only he'd never been told about Thor, he would
have been completely, 100% down for it.
But he had been told. He knew and he couldn't very well unknow.
The same argument he'd been fighting with himself for ages whirled through his
mind as he crossed the living room and reached the door.
Thor stood there, looking ridiculously good in the ruddy autumn light. "Hey,"
he said easily. He ran a casual hand through his hair and that looked even more
ridiculously good.
What an asshole, Loki thought as he stood aside for Thor to walk past him.
"Hi," he answered.
Thor looked around the foyer, down the half-case into the family room. "Nice
place," he said.
Loki shrugged. "It's not bad, if I have to live with my parents. Shoes stay by
the door."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Thor said as he kicked off his sneakers. He held
up a bag. "I brought chips."
"Thanks. Kitchen's this way." Loki led him through the low archway into the
dining room and through. He opened the fridge. You want a drink? We have coke
and apple cider."
"Cider. Got a bowl for these?” Thor asked, holding up the chips.
“Fancy. They’re down there,” Loki said, pointing at a low cabinet with his toes
as he rearranged the fridge enough to pull out the juice jug.
Thor found a bowl and filled it with chips as Loki poured their drinks. “So,
what do you want to do?” Loki asked, trying desperately to sound casual.
Thor shrugged and took a sip. “Netflix?” he suggested.
Loki’s lips quirked. “And chill?”
"If you want."
"I see." Loki picked up his glass and sauntered out of the kitchen. Thor's
footsteps were heavier; Loki could hear him follow. Hell with it. Seize the
fucking day, Loki, he told himself, and when they got back to the hall, he
turned not towards the living room but the stairs.
Loki didn't turn to look at Thor until they were in his bedroom. "You brought
the chips?" he said.
"I thought we might get hungry later."
"You mean after."
"Yeah. After."
Loki set his glass on his dresser and Thor followed suit.
“Come here,” Thor said.
Loki took a step forward and met his eyes. “Yeah?”
“Yeah…” Thor said. He tilted his head down and brushed his lips softly against
Loki’s. It wasn’t really what he had expected, but it was nice. He wrapped his
arms around Thor’s shoulders and claimed another. Just as soft, just as light.
So delicate a touch to have his pulse racing like this.
Thor slid his hands inside Loki’s shirt, wrapping around his waist, pleasantly
rough fingers playing idly across his skin. His lips parted and he licked at
Loki's lips until he opened to meet it with his own. Thor slipped further in,
taking in the feeling of Loki's mouth and the heat of his cinnamon toothpaste.
His hands crept up Loki's chest until his thumbs were playing with his nipples,
teasing them into taut anticipation.
"You like that," Thor said with a low chuckle.
"Mmm," Loki agreed.
"I bet my mouth feels even better than my fingers." Thor gave both nipples a
sudden pinch, making Loki gasp.
It was Thor who took their shirts off. It was Thor who took their jeans off,
Loki's first, and with a smug grin at the mewl he got out of him when he ran
his fingers down the thick length trapped by his snug knit boxers. It was Thor
who walked Loki backwards to the bed, and it was Thor who pulled off their
underwear and hovered above him, one broad hand planted on the pillow next to
Loki's head and the other making its slow way from Loki's cock, to his balls,
and onward. It was Thor who pressed burning kisses all over Loki's throat and
it was Thor who held Loki gently down as he nibbled teasingly at his nipples.
So it wasn't entirely unreasonable for him to be surprised when Loki said that
he wanted to top.
"You want to do what?" Thor asked.
"I want to top," Loki repeated patiently. "If that's all right with you?"
"Oh. Um, yeah, I guess. If you're sure? I mean, no one's asked before, but I'll
try it."
"You mean you've never...?"
Thor shook his head. "Everyone always seemed happy with me doing my thing, so I
just went with it."
"Your first time," Loki purred. He rose up to his elbows and curled a
possessive hand around Thor's neck, pulling him down for a demanding kiss.
"Don't worry. I'll be gentle."
Despite the warmth of the room, Thor shivered.
"You know how to get ready?" Loki asked.
"Of course," Thor said with a laugh. "I've done it enough for other people."
"It's a little different when it's yourself. But I want you to. I want to
watch. I want to watch these nice, big fingers pushing right into your ass, I
want to watch your face when you twist them around just right." Something warm
and wet hit his stomach. Fuck, Thor's cock was dripping just at the thought of
it. "Have you even been fingered before?"
Thor shook his head no.
"You're going to love it. And then when I fuck you, I'm going to make you come
so hard you don't know what's real."
Thor groaned at his words. "Where's your lube?" he asked.
"You didn't bring any?" Loki teased.
"It's in my jeans, all the way across the room."
Loki laughed and fumbled the drawer open. "In there. Condoms too."
Thor grabbed the bottle and popped it open. "You gonna watch, or what?" he
asked, grinning down at Loki as he slicked his fingers.
"There's a mirror behind you. Anyway, if you've never done this before, I want
to watch your face."
Loki wasn't entirely sure that was the right choice - oh, how he wanted to see
the moment that perfect ass was penetrated for the very first time - but when
Thor's eyes fell shut and his lips parted silently, then he knew he was right.
He looked like an angel, rapt with new sensation. Loki dropped his eyes to the
mirror and drank in the sight. Thor's fingers were so thick, he could just
imagine how they felt sliding inside, and for a moment he regretted his words.
It was only a moment, though, before he imagined that finger replaced by his
cock and how Thor's face would look when Loki thrust into him. He watched as
Thor added a second finger, looking back up to Thor's face as he made a quiet
grunt at the strain of it.
"I always wondered if maybe I was taking too long doing this for other people,"
he admitted.
"Too much time is better than too little."
"That's what I figured. Now I see why."
It was a glorious thing to watch; Loki felt almost drunk upon the sight,
resenting the very need to blink for robbing him of split-seconds of this. And
then Thor opened his eyes and looked down. "I think I'm ready," he said.
"Are you sure you're ready? It's important."
Thor swallowed visibly and nodded. "I'm sure."
"Okay. How do you want this?" Loki asked. He reached for a condom and rolled it
on as Thor answered.
"Like this, I think. I'd like to ride you. If that's okay," he said.
"Of course."
Thor squeezed some lube onto the head of Loki's cock and smoothed it down the
shaft. Even through the condom the touch felt amazing, and his cock bobbed and
twitched in response. "Will I be able to feel it doing that inside me?" Thor
asked.
Loki nodded. "As long as you're not moving too fast to notice it."
Thor's answering smile was ragged, half undone from the prep and the
anticipation. He moved up the bed so that his knees were straddling Loki's
waist. It took all Loki's self-control to lie still as Thor reached behind
himself and took hold of his cock, holding it still as he lowered himself. The
initial breach made them gasp in unison, and Thor took a moment to gather
himself before he continued downwards. His ring was still tight and his passage
fluttered with each slide, barely half an inch at a time, and he felt like
heaven, Loki wanted it all and he gritted his teeth with the strain of
patience.
"What do you think?" Loki asked during one of the pauses, when Thor had taken
perhaps a third of him.
"I'm not sure yet. It feels weird," Thor admitted.
"Yeah. It does at first."
"I think I like it, though. I feel so full."
"You are," Loki pointed out.
"I do feel it moving. I like that." Thor fell silent then as he slid farther
down, and down, and down until he was sitting across Loki's hips with no more
down to go. "It's so intense. It makes me feel... I don't know. It's different
this way." He rose up just enough to draw a circle with his hips. It left him
panting. He did it again as Loki reached for his cock, toying gently with it as
he continued making circles. He rose up in a spiral, his eyes locked on Loki's.
He slid back down without the circles, barely faster, and spiraled back up.
It was on his third glide down that his hips were tilted differently and it
hit. "Ah!" Thor cried, his eyes flying wide open in shock and his body jerking
away. "Oh my god. That was amazing. It's like... I don't even know," he said,
sliding back down and leaning back until it hit again.
"Hold still for me," Loki urged, and when Thor stilled, he at last let himself
move. Not much, not yet, but pulsing upwards, hitting Thor's spot over and over
until Thor was half sobbing with the intensity and his cock was spilling a
solid stream of precum over Loki's hand.
The moment Loki let him move he was bouncing on Loki's cock, chasing everything
he'd been unsure of before. Loki moved with him, fucking up into him each time
Thor let himself slide down. Thor leaned forwards, supporting himself on one
broad hand planted on the pillow next to Loki's head, and claimed his mouth in
a series of increasingly filthy kisses, drinking each other's cries as they
grew close.
"Faster," Thor pleaded. "I need it just a little faster and I can't do it
myself."
Loki nodded. "Take over here," he said, giving Thor's cock a gentle squeeze
before letting go. Thor's hand slipped between them and he started working
himself in fast, determined strokes. Loki took hold of Thor's hips and went as
fast as he could go, driving up hard and rough, his eyes intent on Thor's face
for any sign of discomfort but finding nothing but utter bliss.
"Don't stop. Don't stop, I'm so close, fuck, Loki, don't stop," Thor panted.
He could feel it when Thor hit the moment of inevitability, his muscles going
rigid beneath Loki's fingers, his entire body frozen but for the hand that was
still jerking himself frantically and the inner muscles that were squeezing and
fluttering around Loki's cock.
"That's right, there you go. Come for me, come on," Loki urged.
"I'm - I am..."
It was a matter of seconds before Thor was spilling over his stomach, a rough
cry pouring from his lips and a dizzyingly tight clenching with each pulse and
then Loki was coming too, pulling Thor tight against him and holding on as the
world dissolved around them.
Thor kissed him again before he got up, which he did with slow, tentative
motions. He politely removed the condom from Loki's cock and dropped it on top
of the trash before lying down beside him.
"I should go soon," Thor sighed.
Loki gave a noncommittal hum. He would have liked a round two, but he'd known
better than to expect it.
They dressed together and Loki walked him to the front door, where Thor pulled
him into a kiss he'd be feeling tomorrow. "This was great. Have a good night,"
he said.
"You too."
Loki stood in the doorway, watching Thor walk back to his car and drive off
before he went back upstairs. The bed was wrecked, lube and cum everywhere,
only one corner of the fitted sheet still in place. The room smelled like sex
and the used condom was right on top of the junk in his trash can and they'd
somehow kicked over the bowl of forgotten chips. Lucky his parents had an extra
late night. He set to work cleaning up and trying to tell himself he wasn't
disappointed that Thor didn't do repeats.
He didn't have to lie to himself for long. The very next day, Thor sat beside
at him at lunch. "Hi. You free tonight?" he asked.
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