( closed ) you know i'm not a saint

[ikols]

Who: loki ikols & peter parker kindofamazing
What: smut, relationship biz
When: valentine's day
Where: loki's apartment
Content Warnings: hot tottie awooga 3:)

[ After a conversation early in the hours of Valentine's Day, Loki spends his time doing some rare housekeeping with the intention of it paying off later. Peter will see, hopefully, that Loki can be attentive and thoughtful, this being such a sensitive subject they have only briefly and jokingly covered so far, and that Loki is willing to listen if he has changed his mind. Still, he changes the bedsheets, making sure some towels are stashed in a drawer, lube is nearby on the dresser where a jug of water and two glasses stand.

More than anything, Loki doesn't want Peter to feel beholden to his curiosity and the fact he spends time cooking him a nice dinner (as Peter always yowls about enjoying home-cooked food so much) attempts to convey that. It's not as if Loki expects Peter to swing in and to ravish him on the spot: they have dinner, a movie is on the title-screen, and they can relax first. The water is hot in case Peter wishes to shower after sweating in his suit all day (although Loki sincerely doesn't mind that).

The scene awaiting Peter is therefore carefully cultivated to put him at ease.

Loki has a tea-towel over a shoulder as he serves up their meal, a hearty steak and veg, music playing lowkey. It isn't often at all that he feels the urge to do anything domestic or selfless but Peter has him eager in waves, keen to please. He texts him to see what the ETA is on his spider-person. ]

dinner is ready whenever you are, spider-manz

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[kindofamazing]

[Something has happened since arriving in this world. No, not just big dogs terrorising cities and fairytales brought to life--something has happened to Peter.

For a long time, he's felt hollow, going through motions and approaching responsibilities as Spider-Man with the same kind of energy as doing chores: something that necessarily needs to happen, but he's doing so begrudgingly. And sometimes haphazardly.

Lately though, things feel different. He feels different. Lighter. More alert, more keenly aware, more engaged, more energised. More like himself.

Which is unfortunate, really, because in a way it means he has to deal with... himself. He's always had to, of course, but now he has to deal with himself in the sense that he's got more feelings and less of the numbness. Which means he ends up kind of circling the roof of Loki's place for longer than necessary this time, which is absurd considering how many times he's literally swung by and how disarmingly easy it has been to just fall into being with and around Loki for whatever this is they have going.

And whatever this is, Loki thinks its important enough to resist another God's petty demands of sexual consumption for him. And literally combust as a result. Peter's still not sure what he thinks about that except a kind of horror that it happened and a sense he was entirely not worth that sacrifice.

Anyway, is he nervous? Nahhhh, not nervous. No way. He's not new to this stuff. It's just new with Loki. That's all. Who's nervous? He's not nervous. Shut up, you're nervous.

On his fifth circle (or square, really) of the rooftop, his phone vibrates and beneath the mask he smiles faintly, feeling like it's a bit of a kick up the butt even if that's not Loki's intention as he crawls his way down the wall and peers into the window from an upside-down position for a moment, just taking in the scene quietly to himself before reaching down to hoist the window open and drop in.]

Did someone order a pizza? [He tugs off the mask.] 'cause I've got some bad news: I don't have any.