Pressure Valve - for Loki

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That night circled around Phil's head for awhile. It was hard to forget the sight of Loki on his knees for a Dom who clearly did not know how to read the Asgardian. He thought about it each time he thought about going back to that club. Loki still full of defiance and the Dom full of bullshit trying to demand respect he hadn't earned.

He understood that Loki could be frustrating. Since the Asgardian had been banished to Earth he had been Phil's responsibility to help adjust to life here. Loki's magic was lessened but his attitude was the same. It had taken time to get the Prince to settle down, accept his fate and become... useful.

Loki was a brilliant strategist and good at deciphering codes. Around SHIELD he made for a gifted intelligence agent. Not always the best in the field but he had found himself a place among Team Delta. These days, he was only really trouble when Thor visited. Nothing seemed to push him back towards those early days like visits from Thor.

That was probably why Loki had gone to the club in the first place. Phil understood the need for release and a clear head when faced with something frustrating. What Loki got out of that night was probably not helpful. And Phil... wanted to help. He had always liked them bratty and willful.

So, he waited until the end of the day and stepped onto the elevator with Loki at just the right moment when the doors closed seconds behind them.

"I have a proposition," he said as the elevator descended. "If you're interested."

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Loki gives a little moan as Phil's grip tightens in his hair, opening his mouth again involuntarily. It serves to allow his cock to slide in easily, another louder moan that Loki knows Phil will feel more than hear. He doesn't go completely limp, but his muscles do loosen, allowing Phil to guide his head further down his dick. It hits the back of Loki's throat, causing him to swallow reflexively. Then again completely on purpose.

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Loki's throat swallows around him and Phil groans deeply. The sensation is perfect. He pushes against the back of Loki's head until he feels the man's nose up against his abdomen. As much as he wants to get lost in the sensation of Loki choking on his cock Phil pays close attention, waiting for the moment Loki starts to struggle.

Which takes a bit longer given his Asgardian nature. It feels like he could make deep throat him for hours and he wouldn't care. The problem is Phil's own stamina wouldn't handle it.

He pulls him back with a sharp yank on his hair. He's rougher with Loki than his other subs but he trust Loki will tell him when it's too much. "Mmm, very good."

He uses his thumb to wipe away a spot of drool.

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Loki feels like he could stay here for hours, nose pressed against Phil's lower abdomen breathing in the musk and sweat with what little air he could manage. It made him dizzy with lust, eyes rolling back and closed as he sat patiently, focusing on swallowing so he doesn't choke on the cock buried as far back as it will go.

He's just started to wiggle in discomfort when the firm had that had been holding him gently in place yanks him back. A lazy grin on his lips as more praise is rained on him. Should he be putting up more of a fight? Phil said he liked the challenge, but it had been so long since Loki found anyone he trusted enough to truly let go with, and the human seemed to be good at giving just the right incentives for Loki to follow.

Turning his face to the side, he presses into the thumb cleaning the drool from his chin. Normally it would be mortifying, but things change in moments like these.

"Not so bad yourself, sir," Loki says, voice only a little rough from the intrusion on his throat.

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He is a decidedly average human but he knows how to work with what he has. It's still nice to hear he's enough for a demi-god to enjoy.

Phil presses his thumb against his lower lip and into his mouth again. He slowly draws it out. "You can use your hands to finish undressing me."

He steps back from Loki and waits for him. He wants to see what Loki does now that he has more freedom. How much of his brattiness will come back. How well will he behave? Phil's curious to see how much work he still has to do to get Loki to play nicely.

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Loki stays on his knees and reaches up, slowly sliding his hands down the front of Phil's chest, the grey t-shirt seemingly melting away as he does. Soft tingles of power follow in it's wake, not enough to hurt or even excite, but enough that the human can sense a working has been done. Once the shirt is completely gone and his chest bare, it reappears folded neatly on top of the dresser.

He pauses for the briefest moment before moving on to the pants, looking up at Phil through thick eyelashes, curious if he'll allow the magic to continue.

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"Well, thank you for folding it." Phil is a little amused at the use of it. It makes some sense though. Loki's magic is part of him. Why wouldn't he use it? And his hands are still on Phil, still stroking over his skin. The magic creates an interesting sensation too.

He pets his fingers through his hair. "It's not really using your hands though is it? We can explore what your magic can do for both of us in bed another time. Use just your hands for me. Be good."

There's a hint of warning in his voice. He doesn't want Loki bending the rules again.

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The look Loki gives Phil is definitely not a pout, because he is far too refined to pout, but it is reasonable for Phil to mistake it for one nonetheless.

"Being good isn't exactly my strong suit." Despite his protests he hooking his thumbs under the elastic band of his underwear to push down both the briefs and pants at the same time. As he does he leans closer, careful to not touch Phil with more than his hands, but close enough that the heat of his skin and the whisper of his breath play across his cock and lower abdomen.