Chapter 12- Taking Care of Loki

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WARNINGS: Sexual Content; Slight Mutilation

Loki grunted as he sat down on the bed. He took shallow breaths as the strings pulled against his muscles, painfully.

"Loki, are you alright," Mobius asked, walking into their shared bedroom.

"I need your hands," Loki said, looking at him.

Mobius walked over, kneeling down in front of him. (Loki didn't enjoy Mobius standing over him when he was in pain. So he often knelt down to be less intimidating.)

"What do you need me to do," Mobius asked.

Loki waved his hand, making the strings visible. Mobius grew a look of concern at the blood spilling from his back.

"Loki..."

"I'm fine. I just need to readjust them," Loki muttered.

Mobius went to grab some first aid supplies. Then he returned to Loki's side. Mobius cleaned the blood and wounds the best he could. Loki hissed in pain as his hand brushed against some the wounds.

"I'm sorry," Mobius said softly.

"I'm fine," Loki reassured.

"What if I took on some of these," Mobius suggested.

"What?"

"Loki, you're very strong. But even you have your limits," Mobius reasoned, "This is too much for you."

Loki grunted as he brushed against the strings again.

"You can't..."

"Why? Because I'm human," Mobius asked.

"I don't want you to suffer," Loki said.

Mobius planted a kiss on his shoulder and neck. Loki gave a relaxed sigh.

"You're stubborn as hell, Loki," Mobius teased.

"Isn't that one of the many reasons you fell in love with me," Loki teased.

Mobius smirked but didn't deny it. He kissed his neck and jawline. Loki tilted his head to the side for him.

"Mobius..."

He leaned back on his elbows. Mobius's hands removed Loki's shirt while his lips worshipped his skin. Loki's eyes fluttered close as he felt Mobius's hand tangle in his hair.

"Don't stop," Loki whispered, enjoying the light tug of his hair.

Mobius's other hand moved down to his pants. It wasn't long before he was free. Loki bit down on his lip as Mobius stroked his cock. Loki groaned as his fingers found his entrance. His thighs buckled, once Mobius circled his clit slowly with his thumb.

"Fuck," Loki groaned, instinctively grabbing his wrist.

"Eyes on me."

Loki opened his eyes to look at Mobius.

"Male, Female, or Non-binary," Mobius asked, so he could properly praise him.

"Either works," Loki said.

"Hands off," Mobius said, making Loki obey, "Good boy."

Loki groaned, making him twitch. He gave a small smirk before rubbing slow circles on him again.

"I'm gonna... Mobius," Loki breathed, rocking his hips for more friction.

"Not yet."

Loki's eyes rolled back as he held back. However once he felt Mobius push two fingers inside of him, he nearly lost it. Precum rolled down his cock as he curled his fingers perfectly.

"Fuck..."

"Let it out for me," Mobius said.

Loki came almost immediately afterward.

"That's my good girl," Mobius praised.

Loki watched him undo his belt and pants with a subtle smile. Mobius always knew how to take care of Loki just the way he needed it.

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