Fandral softly pulled away, the taste of Loki on his tongue. Loki felt good from the kiss, some slight drool of Fandral's dripping down from his mouth to his chin. He looked to him with curiosity. "Why would you kiss me?" He asks.
"Because I've hidden it long enough. I wanted to do that for a while, not to use you but to love you and care for you as a lover. I don't care what anyone says, I truly love you." Fandral stressed to him. Loki looked at him in wonder and he felt like he could be safe with Fandral. "Loki, I don't want to like lead you on to nothing. And I promise you that that isn't my intention. I just want to be with you." Fandral tells him with tears in his eyes. He hadn't looked this weak before.
Loki looked at him and kisses his forehead. "I do believe you. I truly do. I want to be with you." Loki choked out as he tried to hold his own tears back. He just wanted to hold him and kiss him and be with him for the rest of his life. He then pulled Fandral onto the bed with him and snuggled into his chest, clinging to the fabric of his tunic tightly as he didn't want to let him go. Fandral obliged with it and gently stroked through Loki's hair to soothe him. The two laid like that for the rest of the evening.
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Behind His Closed Doors
FanfictionThe young prince of Asgard should necessarily have a normal and happy life within the palace walls. But is he really happy with how he lives?
