tasernanny: ([agent] level seven)
Phil Coulson ([personal profile] tasernanny) wrote2023-08-22 07:56 pm

Pressure Valve - for Loki

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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[personal profile] cuttingremark 2023-10-04 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
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.