Dream of Mirrors: After the Fade to Black
11 Aug 2018
Tom and Ben have a game. Their game doesn’t have a name, but if it did, it would be called “how much can we get away with in public?”
“I wanted to bring you off on the way home, you know.”
“Oh I know. You almost had me.”
He chuckled. “Of course it was.”
26 Aug 2018
They come together, broken and bleeding, bruised and bloodied. The pain makes it sweeter. The blood tastes of ecstasy on his lover’s tongue. Groans of pain and pleasure, nearly indistinguishable. Impossible to tell one from the other when bruises are sucked into skin, nails drawn down backs, sharp enough to cut, hips gripped so tightly their marks won’t fade for days.
Oh, how he misses it.
And no one can ever know.
Loki dreams of forbidden lusts, blood, and sex. Things he knows his mortal will not countenance. Loki's mortal is a good man, and good men did not harm their lovers. Good men abhorred violence and cruelty. Good men were gentle and kind.
Good men might surprise their godly lovers.
31 Mar 2019
In an infinite multiverse, everything exists. Sometimes, you find the love of your life.
Sometimes you find your worst nightmare.
“Do you know how frustrating that is, Loki? Do you know awful it is to realize how different you are from everyone around you?” He leaned away again, and looked down his nose at the captive god. “What am I saying, of course you do.”
Loki snarled. “Why did you bring me here?”
“Changing the subject are we? Very well. I brought you here, across worlds to my domain, just to see if I could.”
Loki smiled. “Now who’s lying?”
The other man gave another dark laugh. “Fair enough. I’m afraid I’ve rather broken my favorite pet and I need a new one. Perhaps you’d like the position?”
- Part 3 of Dream of Mirrors: After the Fade to Black
- Part 2 of Iterations of the Infinite Reflection
- Part 5 of Of Kings and Consorts