darkly-stark:
f-loptr replied to your post: [Hearts for your darkling?]
[ All the muses are in different stages of happiness. Except for Assassin!Loki, he is just like “BASEMENTS ARE NO PLACE FOR ROYALTY”]
[SJHDKLHS. THOR WILL GET HIM INTO THE THRONE ROOM SOON.]
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I EXPECT IT TO BE EXTRA-DANG CUSHY SEATING]
cawcawbirdboy:
f-loptr:
cawcawbirdboy:
f-loptr:
It seems you have a very strange idea of what ‘fun’ is. I suggest you do not do that, but seeing as how you will hit on anything with a heartbeat, I doubt I can stop you.
I’m sorry, but I really think it is you with the twisted sense of fun here. It is a good thing you have a heartbeat then, because it would be such a waste for to try my moves on you.
Your ‘moves’? I doubt they are good enough to even be considered as such, I think they are more of ‘failed attempts’. I have heard better attempts of flirting from Steve; it must burn you to have come so close.
I wouldn’t really say that they are failed attempts, and I’m fairly certain that they will and have worked on numerous people. And I resent that comment, Steve is lucky if he even notices flirting, let alone flirting to anyone himself.
In this case, the success of said flirtation is in the eye of the beholder. And exactly, your comment just validates Steve’s superior flirting ability.
cawcawbirdboy:
f-loptr:
It seems you have a very strange idea of what ‘fun’ is. I suggest you do not do that, but seeing as how you will hit on anything with a heartbeat, I doubt I can stop you.
I’m sorry, but I really think it is you with the twisted sense of fun here. It is a good thing you have a heartbeat then, because it would be such a waste for to try my moves on you.
Your ‘moves’? I doubt they are good enough to even be considered as such, I think they are more of ‘failed attempts’. I have heard better attempts of flirting from Steve; it must burn you to have come so close.
cawcawbirdboy:
f-loptr:
cawcawbirdboy:
It’s funny how I’ve never noticed how many attractive people there are around me. I really think all of you need to get sassinated, if you get what I mean.
[Strokes long bird beard while grinning.]
Line up bitches.
How vulgar of you Agent Barton.
Sometimes, being vulgar just makes everything more fun, Loki. And may I express how much more I like you with this body?
It seems you have a very strange idea of what ‘fun’ is. I suggest you do not do that, but seeing as how you will hit on anything with a heartbeat, I doubt I can stop you.
cawcawbirdboy:
It’s funny how I’ve never noticed how many attractive people there are around me. I really think all of you need to get sassinated, if you get what I mean.
[Strokes long bird beard while grinning.]
Line up bitches.
How vulgar of you Agent Barton.
clintbartoncb:
f-loptr replied to your post: [I always mention how Clint thinks he’s not good for anything but being used…
[-raises hand- I’ll do it if you want, I’m always up for a good betrayal and emotional scarring.]
[One thing though, I’d really prefer is she doesn’t go by “Loki”. Clint is already pretty close with a Loki and I’d really like to not confuse him like that (especially b/c his Loki is really close to him and Loki needs that bond and breaking it is a no-no]
[That is fine~ We can come up with an alias for her if you’d like, but right now I gotta head out to work. I’ll be back soon-ish.]
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Tony/Loki || Presents
darkly-stark:
f-loptr:
darkly-stark:
f-loptr:
Loki smirked dissolved into a vicious sneer. “How dare you speak to your owner like that.” He growled, his hand shot out and curled around Tony’s neck. “If you wish to live for more than a day I suggest you change the way you speak to me; your life is in the palm of my hands and I have no qualms about ending it you pathetic worm.” He snarled, squeezing Tony’s neck.
“I will break you if I have too, and oh how I will love to hear your strangled cries; for I know you will not give me the pleasure of hearing you scream.”
Tony snarled, and gulped as he choked him. “Fuck you.” He snarled, and he spit at him.
He knew he was digging a bigger hole here, but there was noway he was submitting to Loki, not without a fight, not without knowing he had one everything he could to resist.
Loki let out a thunderous roar when Tony had spat at him, hoisting the man up by his throat. “You think this is a game, Stark? I will leave you so battered that no one will be able to recognize what is left of you.” He growled, his eyes flashing blood red. “You will never be safe from me, I will make sure your thoughts are consumed by my; every fiber of your being I will own and fuck senseless.”
“And trust me, I keep to my promises.” He murmured, his black nails dug into the skin of Tony’s neck as he spoke. “You will wish you had never spoken so disrespectfully to me.”
Tony choked even further, and panted, groaning a little from pain. “B-Big talk for a /man/ who does nothing but make em-empty threats.” He snarled, wincing a little behind his blindfold at the pain.
He wanted Loki off balance, wanted him off-center. Sloppy, even.
Loki nodded thoughtfully, almost as if he valued the man’s opinion; after a while he spoke, his voice level and even. “I am saddened that you think that.” He sighed, lowering Tony until his feet touched the floor; releasing his grip on his neck. However, Loki still wanted… needed contact of any kind; whether he was given permission to our not. He would never admit the aching need to embrace Tony and whisper sweet things to him; but now was not the time to be sentimental.
He lowered kiss head slightly, breathing heated breath against the skin of Tony’s neck before he parted his lips and traced his tongue down the other’s neck; nipping and leaving love bites at his collarbone.
“Delicious~”
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Tony/Loki || Presents
darkly-stark:
f-loptr:
Loki smirked dissolved into a vicious sneer. “How dare you speak to your owner like that.” He growled, his hand shot out and curled around Tony’s neck. “If you wish to live for more than a day I suggest you change the way you speak to me; your life is in the palm of my hands and I have no qualms about ending it you pathetic worm.” He snarled, squeezing Tony’s neck.
“I will break you if I have too, and oh how I will love to hear your strangled cries; for I know you will not give me the pleasure of hearing you scream.”
Tony snarled, and gulped as he choked him. “Fuck you.” He snarled, and he spit at him.
He knew he was digging a bigger hole here, but there was noway he was submitting to Loki, not without a fight, not without knowing he had one everything he could to resist.
Loki let out a thunderous roar when Tony had spat at him, hoisting the man up by his throat. “You think this is a game, Stark? I will leave you so battered that no one will be able to recognize what is left of you.” He growled, his eyes flashing blood red. “You will never be safe from me, I will make sure your thoughts are consumed by my; every fiber of your being I will own and fuck senseless.”
“And trust me, I keep to my promises.” He murmured, his black nails dug into the skin of Tony’s neck as he spoke. “You will wish you had never spoken so disrespectfully to me.”
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Tony/Loki || Presents
darkly-stark:
f-loptr:
“How does it feel to be marked like cattle, hm? Now everyone will know who you belong to.” He murmured, biting back laughter that seemed to bubble up his throat. “Now, this will tingle and little, it won’t hurt you.” He sighed; irritably waving his hand. “Ah, there, that does save a lot of time.” He purred, his eyes taking in the sight of Tony’s muscled body (and now naked) body.
“Shall I take my time with you? Or shall I take you quickly and without warning?” Loki smirked. “I do have a few days with you, might as well make this fun for the both of us; and yes, I will be a tease.”
“Tell me how you would like to be fucked, in excruciating detail; for the first of the many times I will sweetly torture you, we can do it your way.”
Tony snarled, even though he couldn’t see anything. “I will -never- do this willingly, you asshole.” He growled, shivering as the air hit his body. Fuck everything, he was naked.
“I don’t want this, and you’ll have to break me open if you want to fuck me.”
Loki smirked dissolved into a vicious sneer. “How dare you speak to your owner like that.” He growled, his hand shot out and curled around Tony’s neck. “If you wish to live for more than a day I suggest you change the way you speak to me; your life is in the palm of my hands and I have no qualms about ending it you pathetic worm.” He snarled, squeezing Tony’s neck.
“I will break you if I have too, and oh how I will love to hear your strangled cries; for I know you will not give me the pleasure of hearing you scream.”
