"Can I borrow your phone?" Loki asks one day, appearing next to Thor out of nowhere.
They are on the city streets, in the midst of gunfire. Thor thinks it must be only appropriate to run into his teenage brother in the middle of chaos. He and the Avengers are trying to stop a villain – one that Thor suddenly hopes his brother isn’t working with.
"Is this your doing?" Thor asks, confused, but gives Loki his phone.
"If you truly thought so, your hands would be around my neck right now," Loki teases, his fingers flying across the screen. When he finishes, he notices that Thor is still staring at him with distrust. He rolls his eyes. "For the record, no. I just like to watch.”
Thor is displeased. “You like to watch all this fighting?”
"No, stupid," Loki locks Thor’s phone and slips it back into a tight pocket in Thor’s trousers. "I like to watch you.” And then he saunters off, all long limbs and swaying hips that leave Thor distracted for the rest of the day.
Later, he figures out what Loki did with his phone when he gets a text.
From: Loki [10:44 pm]
Are you alone?
Thor stares at the text for a while. As much as he loves his brother, he can’t let himself trust him anymore.
From: Thor [10:47pm]
Loki’s response comes quickly.
From: Loki [10:49pm]
Bc I want you to do exactly what I’m doing rn
From: Thor [10:50pm]
And that is?
From: Loki [10:52pm]
Running my hand over my dick, wishing it was u touching me
A minute later, there is a photo message.
Thor never texts him back.
Ten minutes later he’s at Loki’s Manhattan apartment, greeted at the door by a very miffed Loki. He kisses away Loki’s angry scowl. Then uses his hands on Loki, and his lips, tongue, and cock.
"You weren’t supposed to come over, you idiot," Loki says hours later, but he’s too tired and sated to actually be angry at his stupid brother.
Thor never does quite get the hang of sexting.