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Thor walks into the room with Baldr and Tyr at his back and nearly freezes mid-step when he sees the boy sitting next to Laufey. His boy. He should have known, really. Somewhere in the back of his mind there was an alarm bell being silenced by his own willful ignorance and the way Loki’s tongue moved on his cock.

He sits down across from Laufey with the city map between them, ready for the annual review of their treaty and territories.

“Laufey,” Thor says, keeping his eyes off of Loki’s smiling face, “you know my little brothers, Baldr and Tyr.”

Laufey nods and then gestures to Loki with a loose motion of his hand. “This is my son, Loki. I don’t believe you’ve met before.”

Only now does Thor actually look at Loki, sees his sweet smile, his pretty eyes, and the fur coat Thor bought him last week hanging off of his shoulders. He isn’t sure what the game is yet. There’s always a game with Loki, and that’s actually one of the things Thor likes about him. Loki knew the meeting was coming up, and he knew he’d be at his father’s side. This is happening for a reason.

Loki gives Thor a pool-shark smile. “Nice to finally meet you, Odinson.”

Thor nods and doesn’t say anything. The meeting commences with each side reviewing the boundaries of their territory. Usually these meetings end after ten minutes or turn bloody, but Laufey is calm fifteen minutes in.

It’s after another twenty minutes into the meeting when Thor notices the way Loki whispers in his father’s ear.

Thor keeps a calm face when Laufey agrees that they can take one more block from what has been their neutral zone for twenty-five years. A block that contains a fucking post office and a UPS store. All Laufey wants in return is another section of the dock. It’s such a small asking price in comparison to everything Thor can do with that one block. He thinks through Loki’s intentions with this, because he knows damn well Laufey isn’t making these choices. If it was Laufey, the map would be unchanged and the meeting would be over in five minutes because he’s a stubborn old man who lacks vision.

Any piece of the dock is valuable, but Laufey doesn’t know how to leverage it. Thor gives it to him, the new borders are drawn and everyone goes their separate ways.

Loki is waiting in his apartment that night, one of the many knives Thor bought him resting comfortably in his hand. Thor smirks and pulls out his gun, flicks off the safety, and points it right at Loki’s chest.

“You’ve got ten seconds,” Thor says.

Loki nods and grins at him his voice is calm when says, “Laufey killed my mother. I want to watch him fall apart. I want him humiliated. I want him dead after it’s all done. You’re the only person strong enough to do that for me.”

“I don’t like being used,” Thor tells him.

“Would you have fucked me the first time if you knew who I was?” Loki asks.

Thor scoffs and shakes his head, but clicks the safety back on and holsters his gun. Loki is on him in a second, the knife forgotten on the coffee table, his pretty hands opening Thor’s clothes and rubbing him all over.

Thor has to talk between kisses, determined to have Loki give him answers. “Why the dock?”

“There’s a building in that section that has a couple of dead bodies. He wants to clean them up and see if he can use the port for something,” Loki says as he falls to his knees.

Thor watches Loki swallow his cock in one smooth motion. He puts his hand on the back of Loki’s head and holds him there, cutting off his air supply, choking him. Loki lets him, relaxed, eager to be used like he always is.

“You don’t fucking lie to me anymore, Loki,” Thor growls.

Loki pulls back when Thor’s hand is gone and takes a deep, heaving breath. His lips are wet with spit when he smiles and nods.