I'm Scott Summers and yeah I always need to wear these sunglasses, thanks for asking.
My Future Plans
Going back home.
My Talents
A lot of things.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
Stuff that doesn't suck.
My Ideal Partner
...
Height
5'8"
Body Type
Lean, athletic build
Smokes
No
Drinks
No (mostly because underage)
Drugs
No
Sign
Libra
Education
Xavier's Institute
Occupation
Student
Income
None
Children
No
Pets
No
Hobbies
Normal things
[It really is a shame they waited so long to do this. Loki should have known that any variant of Scott’s would be an absolute pleasure to do such things with and if he’s lucky, he’ll get to do this and a whole lot more with this one. As Loki continues to pull out all his tricks, teasing his tongue at every sensitive spot he can find while alternately taking him into his throat, swallowing around him and sliding back up. He’s barely thinking anymore beyond how this makes Scott feel.
He moans again, the only way he knows how to respond to Scott’s words other than to keep going. The whole experience has Loki hard in his own pants and while he keeps one hand on Scott’s hip, his other reaches between his own legs to stroke himself through his pants.
Of course, none of this stops him from laughing around Scott’s cock at the last thing he says. If it is possible to smirk with a cock in your mouth, then that is what Loki is doing right now. It’s as if he’s trying to say ‘I let you win’ without having to stop what he’s doing. Because the last thing he’s going to do is stop until he tastes Scott’s come.]
[It's embarrassing, but he already feels like he's about to come-- that building heat that's been running up his spine becoming far too hard to ignore. It's that combined with the way Loki is paying attention to his need, his mouth surrounding him with a perverse sort of pleasure spreading through him as he notices how a part of his body is almost entirely in the other's mouth. Him disappearing into hot depths, almost being claimed in a certain way.
Scott's moan hitches in his throat for a moment, before it expels outward in a loud noise-- it echoing around the room.
And seeing Loki start to stroke himself through his own swimwear... already hard just from sucking him. Pleasuring him. He knows he won't last.]
L-Loki, I'm going to come soon...
[A small warning, hands tightening around his hair as he starts to thrust into his mouth, hips rotating back and forth and wanting to aide that slide of his dick in and out. Multiple sensations roll through him at once, the wetness, the heat, and the occasional vibration as the god chuckles around his girth... Scott begins to openly pant above him, barely noticing how he's still dripping from the ocean water.] I... I can't hold it, Loki...!
[The absolute last thing Scott should be right now is embarrassed. Loki takes pride in driving people to the edge like this. Possibly even more so when it’s someone he really likes. And he really likes Scott. Later, when his brain is functioning properly again, he’ll think he should go out of his way to spend more time with the younger man. And not just for sex, though he wouldn’t say no to that either. Not with how this has been going so far.
The sounds Scott makes lets Loki know he’s almost done long before Scott actually says anything. All it does is make Loki suck harder, try to take him in deeper and just generally pick up the pace, really giving him everything he’s got to encourage him to come. There’s really nothing hotter than the tone of Scott’s voice though.
When Scott’s hips start to move, Loki allows it. In fact, he does all he can physically to show Scott he can take control and move however he wants or needs. Loki can take it all and he wants to. Awkwardly (or as awkwardly as is possible for Loki), he pushes his swim trunks down enough to release his erection and starts stroking himself fully, unable not to with Scott on the brink.]
[His pace starts to become uneven as he continues to thrust right inside Loki's mouth. No real rhythm or anything to the teen's movements, made all the more obvious by how much he's panting and gasping above the god. It's just thrust after thrust, his erection sliding in and out, briefly feeling the coolness of the air around them, before sinking right back into heat and getting his hands to curl even more around his hair. Contrasting sensations, and while he doesn't want it to end-- just wanting to continue feeling this way with Loki, he can feel his orgasm approaching.
It's causing his hips to continue thrusting harder and faster until.]
L-Loki!
[Another shout of his name and that's the only thing Scott can really manage before a flood of his heat spills right into the older man's mouth and yet he still doesn't stop-- his body twitching and aiding each residual thrust that he buries himself with, his need pulsing those extra drops and bringing out almost everything he has. And maybe more? It almost feels like it, with another loud moan breaking out from the mutant as he loses all control of his inhibitions and control-- fingers twisting again in those black locks.
When he thinks everything has been taken from him, Scott will pant loudly as he looks down at him, cheeks completely flushed and appearing entirely debased as his gaze settles on Loki.]
[As Scott’s movements become more erratic, Loki can’t help but moan. The feel of the other man starting to lose control is just about the hottest part of all of this. It isn’t often, or at least not often enough in Loki’s opinion, that he gets to be the one receiving like this. As much as he normally enjoys being in control, sometimes he just wants to give into someone. Part of him starts to wonder if he let Scott win that race, just so he could experience this.
Loki closes his eyes and makes his jaw go as slack as possible, giving Scott all the space he needs to thrust into his mouth however he wants. There’s a look of sheer bliss on Loki’s face as Scott’s hand works its way even more firmly into his hair and Loki knows that Scott is almost there. His own hand pumps faster around his erection. Reducing Scott to this has turned him on more than he expected and he can feel his own orgasm building.
And then it happens. Scott’s come fills his mouth and Loki finds himself swallowing it greedily. It feels like the younger man might have been a bit pent up as it seems like he’s getting a lot, so much that some dribbles down his chin. Loki doesn’t know how long this goes on for, but he’ll happily have it take even longer. The sheer joy he gets from feeling Scott bury himself in his throat and lose all control is worth everything, even losing a race. Especially if this is what comes of it.
Loki doesn’t pull back until he’s sure Scott is done. He hasn’t come yet and his hand is still slowly moving over his own erection as he blinks up at Scott and grins at the dazed expression on his face. He doesn’t even bother to wipe the mess from his face as his still dark eyes stare back.]
I take it you enjoyed that then?
[Loki’s voice is rough, his throat sore from what just happened and he hopes it’s a sound that Scott likes. Maybe even one he’d like to cause again one day.]
[A shock of heat and satisfaction travels up his spine as he continues to watch Loki take everything without hesitation. Throat swallowing around him, lips enclosed, all the while as he shakes above him with hands fully tight in his hair. Even though Loki is the one on his knees, it's hard to feel like he's the one fully in control as his cock is sucked dry from the other man's talented mouth. Moaning and looking so pleased with himself, with that wet grin smiling bright up at him.
His mouth parts, pants, face still flushed especially seeing the remnants of his own come lingering across his lips. His softening cock almost twitches upon the sight, but he's not so greedy to ask for more when he notices the state of the god and how his erection is still flushed and hard in his own grip. Something he wants to almost apologize for, though hard exhales continue to come out from him until he finally finds his words.
It still takes him a couple of tries.]
Y-yeah. That... yeah, I enjoyed it. [A mix of words, somewhat broken down, especially hearing how rough Loki's voice is. A clear sign of how much he's swallowed him down and took him and Scott can't help but twitch again above him.]
But. You haven't come yet. [He tries to focus the attention back on him-- he wants to anyway.]
[In all honesty, Loki isn’t sure how he hasn’t lost control himself. He’d half expected to come on the floor at Scott’s feet during the height of all of that, but somehow, there he is still stroking his own still rather hard erection. It feels good and he knows he’s not far off from his own orgasm, but it doesn’t feel desperate yet either. He’s simply enjoying watching Scott try to get his faculties back together. It makes him feel oddly proud that he’s reduced the young man to this state.
Loki has always had the impression that Scott likes to be in charge and stay in control so the idea that he’s made him lose it like this is just as hot as the actual act of making him come had been.]
No, not yet. Though I’m not far off. Would you like to watch? I could make myself come right here while still on my knees, all for you. Or is there something else you would prefer? After all, you won the race.
[The whole time he’s talking, Loki doesn’t stop stroking himself. He kind of likes the idea of Scott watching him as he finishes himself, but he wasn’t lying when he said Scott had a choice in this. He’ll happily do anything, as the losing party. Then next time, and there will be a next time, when Loki is the victor, he’ll be able to make some requests of his own.]
[His tongue swipes across his own lips as the offer is presented to him, either watch Loki stroke himself to completion or help him in some way. Both options are alluring for their own reasons, the heat sticking to Scott still obvious and making him look debased. He usually just wants to repay the favor when it comes to sex stuff, but he really can't stop himself from watching Loki's fingers run across his own erection, teasing and nearly toying himself.
He doesn't want to stop that. He doesn't want to interrupt those eye drawing movements.
So with another passing stroke of his own fingers in Loki's hair, he nods at the god that's still on his knees before him. Yeah maybe that in itself is a bit of a power trip, though it mostly gets Scott to feel flustered and wanted in a way that's just so nice.]
I... I want to watch you, like this. Keep going. [A small flicker of red flashes behind his glasses.] You look really good.
[Loki's eyes go dark and he grins, happy with Scott's decision. Though he can't help but do things his own way as his hand picks up the pace. He spreads his legs a little further apart, giving him a better base for balance and giving Scott a better view.]
You like the way I look? Is it because I am this turned on, all for you? Do you enjoy watching what you're doing to me? You know, you can watch me anytime.
[As he begins to speak, Loki's free hand works his way around his back. He slicks up his own fingers with a quick spell and starts to finger himself. It's been a long time since he's done this, but the idea of Scott watching him like this is only turning him on further. His head falls back and he moans as he presses two fingers inside himself, his other hand stroking his cock hard and fast.]
One day, I would like you to fuck me. That's what I'm thinking of right now. How I would like it to be your cock instead of my fingers.
[It's clear at this point that Loki is right on the brink. His body shivers with pleasure, his cock red and leaking, his chest heaving as he tries to get in enough air. After only a short while, Loki's eyes fly open, his mouth agape as he stares directly at Scott's face as he finally gives in and comes hard, his seed shooting out and over his hand, some of it landing on the floor at Scott's feet as Loki continues to stroke himself through his orgasm.]
[Loki's grin, paired with his words, nearly makes his spent cock twitch, a hitched gasp remaining lodged in his lungs for a second before releasing. Fuck, that's really hot and it's only adding to the way he's stroking himself below him, his fingers gliding all over his hardened length and there's absolutely no way Scott can look at anything else right now.]
Yeah.
[A simple response, one word to all of his questions, but packed with so much weight and intention behind it. It's just pure desire, undisguised lust, and maybe that's enough of a reaction in itself as his flushed cheeks paint across his face and showing just how far he is from his normal self. Not that he really holds back in general, but he's open now with Loki, their initial meeting far gone and almost inconsequential now. He really does want him-- he wants to fuck him, the offer getting his heart to beat faster in time with the way Loki thrusts his fingers up inside himself.
Stretching himself, pleasuring himself, all that as the god loses himself to his own growing heat with his cock looking so so red and.]
You'd look good, even better than right now.
[His fingers grip and then stroke along his hair as Loki starts to climax, his lips lightly parting as he watches his warm seed spill all across his hand and over his fingers, a light mess in the making as it splatters across the ground and showing Scott just how much Loki enjoyed all that. Displaying himself in front of the mutant and suggesting those things...
He really wants that, huh? His unseen eyes flicker, pupils expanding and he can only nod after getting such a vision in front of him.] I'll fuck you next time.
[In the end, it's just as much how Scott looks and sounds that brings about his orgasm as his hand. More so probably. He hadn't been lying, he does very much want Scott to fuck him. He'll happily return the favour, but the idea of the younger man taking him has been playing in the back of his head pretty much since they met.
Mostly he's kept those thoughts at bay. Every time Scott has gotten spicy with him though, the thoughts have tried to come to the surface. He bets Scott would be a very good top. And now that he's had the smallest taste of it, he isn't sure he'll be able to not try and get more.
Loki's eyes remain on Scott's face in the aftermath of his orgasm. As he struggles to catch his breath, he lifts his hand, still covered in his own mess, to his mouth and tastes himself.]
[He'll just need another moment to get his bearings straight as Loki continues to tease him by tasting his own spend, a now familiar tongue tracing along his own digits. Yeah, it's hot. He can admit it-- not that he'd ever try to deny that part of him nowadays. When the first couple of people that he slept with were dudes, not to mention that he really enjoyed it, it's hard to ignore.
Scott eventually nods to his question though, fingers running through Loki's hair one last time before finally leaving.]
I promise.
[Maybe he could add in extra comments about how he'd fuck him really hard, but that's never really been his thing. Usually. He figures that simple promise is enough for them.]
[Loki will have to find out who those 'dudes' are and thank them, since it seems it's because of them that Loki got to have this experience. He has to admit, when he first met this Scott, he hadn't thought he was interested in men. Or at least he hadn't yet realized he might be okay with it. But Loki is thrilled to be wrong in this case.]
Excellent. I will hold you to that.
[Loki winks and then cleans his hand of the remainder of his seed with some magic. He doesn't need Scott to do anything he doesn't want when they are together again. As much as sometimes Loki likes it rough, he doesn't need it to have sex be enjoyable. It all depends on what works each time. And honestly, he'll just be happy to spend more time with his friend.]
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He moans again, the only way he knows how to respond to Scott’s words other than to keep going. The whole experience has Loki hard in his own pants and while he keeps one hand on Scott’s hip, his other reaches between his own legs to stroke himself through his pants.
Of course, none of this stops him from laughing around Scott’s cock at the last thing he says. If it is possible to smirk with a cock in your mouth, then that is what Loki is doing right now. It’s as if he’s trying to say ‘I let you win’ without having to stop what he’s doing. Because the last thing he’s going to do is stop until he tastes Scott’s come.]
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Scott's moan hitches in his throat for a moment, before it expels outward in a loud noise-- it echoing around the room.
And seeing Loki start to stroke himself through his own swimwear... already hard just from sucking him. Pleasuring him. He knows he won't last.]
L-Loki, I'm going to come soon...
[A small warning, hands tightening around his hair as he starts to thrust into his mouth, hips rotating back and forth and wanting to aide that slide of his dick in and out. Multiple sensations roll through him at once, the wetness, the heat, and the occasional vibration as the god chuckles around his girth... Scott begins to openly pant above him, barely noticing how he's still dripping from the ocean water.] I... I can't hold it, Loki...!
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The sounds Scott makes lets Loki know he’s almost done long before Scott actually says anything. All it does is make Loki suck harder, try to take him in deeper and just generally pick up the pace, really giving him everything he’s got to encourage him to come. There’s really nothing hotter than the tone of Scott’s voice though.
When Scott’s hips start to move, Loki allows it. In fact, he does all he can physically to show Scott he can take control and move however he wants or needs. Loki can take it all and he wants to. Awkwardly (or as awkwardly as is possible for Loki), he pushes his swim trunks down enough to release his erection and starts stroking himself fully, unable not to with Scott on the brink.]
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It's causing his hips to continue thrusting harder and faster until.]
L-Loki!
[Another shout of his name and that's the only thing Scott can really manage before a flood of his heat spills right into the older man's mouth and yet he still doesn't stop-- his body twitching and aiding each residual thrust that he buries himself with, his need pulsing those extra drops and bringing out almost everything he has. And maybe more? It almost feels like it, with another loud moan breaking out from the mutant as he loses all control of his inhibitions and control-- fingers twisting again in those black locks.
When he thinks everything has been taken from him, Scott will pant loudly as he looks down at him, cheeks completely flushed and appearing entirely debased as his gaze settles on Loki.]
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Loki closes his eyes and makes his jaw go as slack as possible, giving Scott all the space he needs to thrust into his mouth however he wants. There’s a look of sheer bliss on Loki’s face as Scott’s hand works its way even more firmly into his hair and Loki knows that Scott is almost there. His own hand pumps faster around his erection. Reducing Scott to this has turned him on more than he expected and he can feel his own orgasm building.
And then it happens. Scott’s come fills his mouth and Loki finds himself swallowing it greedily. It feels like the younger man might have been a bit pent up as it seems like he’s getting a lot, so much that some dribbles down his chin. Loki doesn’t know how long this goes on for, but he’ll happily have it take even longer. The sheer joy he gets from feeling Scott bury himself in his throat and lose all control is worth everything, even losing a race. Especially if this is what comes of it.
Loki doesn’t pull back until he’s sure Scott is done. He hasn’t come yet and his hand is still slowly moving over his own erection as he blinks up at Scott and grins at the dazed expression on his face. He doesn’t even bother to wipe the mess from his face as his still dark eyes stare back.]
I take it you enjoyed that then?
[Loki’s voice is rough, his throat sore from what just happened and he hopes it’s a sound that Scott likes. Maybe even one he’d like to cause again one day.]
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His mouth parts, pants, face still flushed especially seeing the remnants of his own come lingering across his lips. His softening cock almost twitches upon the sight, but he's not so greedy to ask for more when he notices the state of the god and how his erection is still flushed and hard in his own grip. Something he wants to almost apologize for, though hard exhales continue to come out from him until he finally finds his words.
It still takes him a couple of tries.]
Y-yeah. That... yeah, I enjoyed it. [A mix of words, somewhat broken down, especially hearing how rough Loki's voice is. A clear sign of how much he's swallowed him down and took him and Scott can't help but twitch again above him.]
But. You haven't come yet. [He tries to focus the attention back on him-- he wants to anyway.]
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Loki has always had the impression that Scott likes to be in charge and stay in control so the idea that he’s made him lose it like this is just as hot as the actual act of making him come had been.]
No, not yet. Though I’m not far off. Would you like to watch? I could make myself come right here while still on my knees, all for you. Or is there something else you would prefer? After all, you won the race.
[The whole time he’s talking, Loki doesn’t stop stroking himself. He kind of likes the idea of Scott watching him as he finishes himself, but he wasn’t lying when he said Scott had a choice in this. He’ll happily do anything, as the losing party. Then next time, and there will be a next time, when Loki is the victor, he’ll be able to make some requests of his own.]
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He doesn't want to stop that. He doesn't want to interrupt those eye drawing movements.
So with another passing stroke of his own fingers in Loki's hair, he nods at the god that's still on his knees before him. Yeah maybe that in itself is a bit of a power trip, though it mostly gets Scott to feel flustered and wanted in a way that's just so nice.]
I... I want to watch you, like this. Keep going. [A small flicker of red flashes behind his glasses.] You look really good.
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You like the way I look? Is it because I am this turned on, all for you? Do you enjoy watching what you're doing to me? You know, you can watch me anytime.
[As he begins to speak, Loki's free hand works his way around his back. He slicks up his own fingers with a quick spell and starts to finger himself. It's been a long time since he's done this, but the idea of Scott watching him like this is only turning him on further. His head falls back and he moans as he presses two fingers inside himself, his other hand stroking his cock hard and fast.]
One day, I would like you to fuck me. That's what I'm thinking of right now. How I would like it to be your cock instead of my fingers.
[It's clear at this point that Loki is right on the brink. His body shivers with pleasure, his cock red and leaking, his chest heaving as he tries to get in enough air. After only a short while, Loki's eyes fly open, his mouth agape as he stares directly at Scott's face as he finally gives in and comes hard, his seed shooting out and over his hand, some of it landing on the floor at Scott's feet as Loki continues to stroke himself through his orgasm.]
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Yeah.
[A simple response, one word to all of his questions, but packed with so much weight and intention behind it. It's just pure desire, undisguised lust, and maybe that's enough of a reaction in itself as his flushed cheeks paint across his face and showing just how far he is from his normal self. Not that he really holds back in general, but he's open now with Loki, their initial meeting far gone and almost inconsequential now. He really does want him-- he wants to fuck him, the offer getting his heart to beat faster in time with the way Loki thrusts his fingers up inside himself.
Stretching himself, pleasuring himself, all that as the god loses himself to his own growing heat with his cock looking so so red and.]
You'd look good, even better than right now.
[His fingers grip and then stroke along his hair as Loki starts to climax, his lips lightly parting as he watches his warm seed spill all across his hand and over his fingers, a light mess in the making as it splatters across the ground and showing Scott just how much Loki enjoyed all that. Displaying himself in front of the mutant and suggesting those things...
He really wants that, huh? His unseen eyes flicker, pupils expanding and he can only nod after getting such a vision in front of him.] I'll fuck you next time.
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Mostly he's kept those thoughts at bay. Every time Scott has gotten spicy with him though, the thoughts have tried to come to the surface. He bets Scott would be a very good top. And now that he's had the smallest taste of it, he isn't sure he'll be able to not try and get more.
Loki's eyes remain on Scott's face in the aftermath of his orgasm. As he struggles to catch his breath, he lifts his hand, still covered in his own mess, to his mouth and tastes himself.]
You promise?
head to wrap? :>
Scott eventually nods to his question though, fingers running through Loki's hair one last time before finally leaving.]
I promise.
[Maybe he could add in extra comments about how he'd fuck him really hard, but that's never really been his thing. Usually. He figures that simple promise is enough for them.]
Agreed!
Excellent. I will hold you to that.
[Loki winks and then cleans his hand of the remainder of his seed with some magic. He doesn't need Scott to do anything he doesn't want when they are together again. As much as sometimes Loki likes it rough, he doesn't need it to have sex be enjoyable. It all depends on what works each time. And honestly, he'll just be happy to spend more time with his friend.]