#this is waaaay too long for a wip wednesday but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[in-my-loki-feels]

🧡 Lokius

A couple of people expressed their hopes of Mobius and Loki getting to take their time together following the events of my latest fic, and I saw an opportunity to fill this prompt while working out what that might look like. This takes place just after they solve Loki's timeslipping. I hope you enjoy! ❤️

(Going to also count this as my WIP Wednesday since this will hopefully become something longer, so thank you for the tags: @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @elodiah, @lokimobius, @thosegayoldmen)

🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

As tempted as Mobius was by the hesitantly hopeful look Loki sent over his shoulder as he was ushered into Mobius' bathroom, Mobius thought it’d be better for them both to have some space and a moment to calm down. Mobius, from almost having his skin peeled off, and Loki, from whatever hell he'd been through timeslipping uncontrollably before being ripped back into the TVA. 

That’s what he told himself and it sounded like a good idea, up until Loki came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. 

“Dressing seemed pointless,” Loki said, leaning against the doorframe with a hand on his hip. 

There was a lot of skin on display, skin Mobius had seen before, but it felt different now after having almost lost him. Mobius got to his feet and approached slowly, shaking his head at the way Loki’s smirk grew the closer he got. 

“Mobius,” Loki said, low and inviting. He leaned in once Mobius reached him, but the artificially clean smell coming off his skin only reminded Mobius of how he was still drenched in sweat from his journey down the gangway. He turned his head so Loki’s kiss landed on the side of his mouth.  

“Don’t I deserve a chance to freshen up?” he asked with a rueful smile. 

“You could’ve had that with me,” Loki pointed out. 

They were almost pressed chest-to-chest in the narrow doorway and Mobius was only so strong. When Loki leaned in a second time, Mobius tilted his face up to meet him halfway; he felt a smug smile teasing Loki’s lips.

Loki’s hair was still wet and droplets of water sprinkled onto Mobius’ lapels when Loki tilted his head. It was their first kiss since they’d parted in the Void, and it was tempting to give in and let Loki guide them over to the bed, but... Mobius put a hand on Loki’s chest—and had to take a moment to press more firmly, to drink in this skin-on-skin contact—before he gently pushed Loki back.

“You can wait a few more minutes,” he said, and squeezed by to get into the bathroom. Loki was pouting as Mobius closed the door, but he didn’t break in, not even after Mobius turned on the water and stripped. 

Mobius washed quickly. Even if he was trying to contain himself, he was as eager as Loki was. He decided Loki had the right idea about clothes and so when Mobius opened the bathroom door, he was also only wearing a towel. 

Loki was sitting on the bed, still in his towel. As Mobius approached, Loki reached out to catch his hands, pulling Mobius to stand between his knees. 

“Hey,” Mobius said quietly, feeling a giddy smile slide into place. He had a vivid flash of when he’d said that to Loki just before their second kiss. Judging by Loki’s smile, he remembered it, too. Loki tugged on Mobius’ hands to get him to bend enough for their mouths to meet.

In the wake of confronting Ravonna, the timeline branching uncontrollably, and Loki’s timeslipping, their time in the Void almost felt like a dream. Now, every kiss, each more perfect than the last, brought those memories into sharper clarity. Mobius’ mind was filled with everything they’d done and even more that he wanted to do, but he fought the urgency rising within him. 

Loki wasn’t as composed. He shifted his grip to Mobius' hips as their kiss deepened and that was the only warning Mobius had before he was pulled down and rolled onto the mattress. Loki scrambled after him, draping himself across Mobius as he sought out Mobius’ lips again, this time with a little more desperation. Mobius cupped Loki's face, indulging in how good it felt as their tongues slid together, before he pushed Loki back. 

“Hey, slow down for a second, okay?” He could hear he was hoarse and cleared his throat.

Loki’s gaze hung on Mobius’ mouth for a second before he dragged it up to meet Mobius’ eyes. His hands paused in their roaming but Mobius could feel them trembling, either from Loki having to restrain his eagerness or something else. 

“You know I have to say it, right?” When Loki tilted his head, puzzled, Mobius grinned. “I was right. You made it back.”

He watched a shine wash over Loki’s eyes as his hands tightened briefly. Mobius brushed his thumbs over Loki’s cheeks in soothing strokes. 

“It’s just you and me right now. No one's here to rush us.” The words called to mind the last time they’d been in bed together. He knew Loki was thinking of it, too, because his brow furrowed. They probably needed to talk about what had happened at some point, but Mobius had bigger priorities right now. “I wanna take our time. Does that sound good?” 

The frown lines faded immediately as Loki gave him a watery-eyed smile. 

“Yes, of course. I want that, too,” he said, ducking to give him a quick peck on the lips. Mobius chuckled.  

“Okay, but you can still lead since I’m kinda new to this.”

He flushed as he admitted it, but the words brought a smile to Loki's face. The expression was one part delight, one part wickedness, both of which made Mobius’ heart leap, but Loki didn’t pounce. He carefully dipped his head to press his mouth to Mobius’, relaxing his hold on Mobius as he kissed him gently.

This is what they'd wanted from that encounter in the Void, what President Loki had been too impatient to bear, or more likely too annoyed about because it left him out. Slow, lazy kisses that let them savor every second. Mobius’ heart beat faster with anticipation of what was to come, but for now, he allowed himself to enjoy this.