Frustrated? [Tag Jim]

Jim slightly blinked when he felt the male cradling his head in a gentle manner, wondering to himself if he wasn't just imagining such. But the male quickly forgot about it once the younger male groaned out in delight from's Jim's actions of stroking them both together. Damn, it felt so good! Jim then hissed as his head was pulled up by the male gripping it but then groaned once the male crashed their lips together in a forceful and passionate kiss. There was that cheeky smirk again, Jim thought to himself as he kissed the male deeper and stared right back into the male's eyes. His eyes gleamed with lust and delight, his cheeks flushed with excitement. His eyes sharpened at the male's eyes at his challenge.

"Impatient, are we?" Jim mused, snickering in the kiss. Knowing that he was being hypocritical there since he was very much ready to fuck the male till he saw stars. He pulled out of the heated kiss, though he hadn't wanted to. But he did need to get his question out. Jim brought up the other free hand and showed him two fingers. "One word. Suck." Jim remarked to the male, giving him a wicked smirk, wanting to prepare the male already. He tilted his head to the side, staring at him with amusement. Before adding in a truthful non hesitant tone, "I ain't fucking you raw. Unless you give me a reason to." Such as refusing to suck his fingers. Jim would probably enter the male really slow and patiently then.

A small whine left the trickster's lips when Jim pulled out of the kiss, his mouth following after a few inches before letting his head fall back against the wall. The short second inbetween eh ahd to try and catch his breath, was shortly interrupted by Jim's hand, by shoving two of his fingers into his face. Loki didn't need to hear Jim's command to get what he wanted, and simply deadpanned the older with a flat look. His eyebrow twitched slightly at the wicked smirk the Targaryen gave him, in return only glancing away with a scoff. "Wouldn't be the first time someone did that," he stated flatly, pouting a little childishly.

Even if Loki really wanted to deny the other, he was already at his limit. He wouldn't admit it outloud, but dammit, he wanted him. He wanted the stuck-up, arrogant, molesting, annoying Targaryen. So Loki relented and turned his head back towards the other, opening his mouth and began to suck the fingers thoroughly. As he did, his green eyes were locked onto the violet blue ones of Jim, deliberately moaning out sweetly just to torture the other. He smirked around the digits, and bit down on them the moment he deemed he was done.

Jim's chuckled a bit as he heard a small whine emit from Loki, quirking an eyebrow at him. Waiting for an answer as he held his two fingers in front of the male. He slightly frowned at the male's flat statement, wrinkling his nose at that information. Jim felt himself becoming a bit pissed off at the thought, but simmered down at seeing the male's adorable pout. His eyes widened though as the male returned his gaze back onto Jim and started to suck on his fingers. Very thoroughly. Jim shivered in delight as he watched the male suck on his fingers. Wondering how glorious a sight it'd be if the male was doing that to his shaft. Jim's cock throbbed in response at the visual image popping in his mind. He wouldn't mind that all. Maybe next time then.

He cursed softly under his breath as the male moaned sweetly before smirking and biting down on his fingers. Jim hissed at this, swiftly pulling his fingers out of the male's mouth."With the biting again?" he growled lowly checking his fingers for blood before moving the hand down to the smaller's male's back end. "Leave the nipping to the neck," Jim mused to the smaller male as he moved one finger down the crease of the male's ass to his entrance. Then pushed the lubricated digit inside of the male patiently.

Loki gave the older a wink, licking his lips as he felt a trail of saliva trail down his jaw. "You'd rather I bite somewhere else?" he snickerd with suggestiv look, smirking wickedly. The grin then falterd as Jim's hand travlled down his back, the theif letting out a trembling sigh as he prepared himself for the intrusion. A soft grimace overtook his expression, but it wasn't beacuse of pain. A little uncomfrotble yes, but also beacuse of... impatience.

"Hey," he groand agasint Jim's throat, his thin arms wrapped again around his neck and shoulders. "This ain't my first time, so just get on with it already." He may be small and bruise like a peach, but he wasn't as frail or weak to pain as he appeard to be. He was still there wasn't he? Despite all those wounds and scars covering his entire body. He could handle a little pain. And the faster they got on with it, the faster it'll be over...
The trickster began trailing kisses down Jim's neck again, moving one of his leg upwards and had it half wrapped around Jim's waist, grinding his hips again against the other's groin. "You can't break me, even if you wanted to," he mocked.

Jim narrowed his eyes, shaking his head immediately. 'I rather you not." He needed his cock. Especially if he wanted to screw the adorable thief that he got his hands on. His eyebrow shot up at the sight of the small grimace among the male's lips. Then rolled his eyes at the male's comment of this not being his first time. Damn the male was impatient. Jim wondered for a moment if the teen just wanted him to just fuck him and get it over with. Now that didn't dwell well in Jim's mind. He was going to screw the male and both of them were going to get pleasure. Even if one wanted to complain.

He cursed softly under his breath as the male trailed kisses along down his neck, wrapping his leg half way around Jim's waist. His blue violet eyes lighting up immediately at the challenge that the male had mocked at him. "How about you be patient?" he growled lowly as he thrusted his second finger in, making a slow scissoring motion inside the male. Taking his time with stretching the male, just to piss him off. He wasn't going to give the male what he wanted. Jim furrowed his eyebrows as he leaned his head away from the male to give him a look. "Tame you..yes. But to break you? Why should? Why would I even want to?"

"How about you hurry it up," he growled back, hissing as he felt a second finger thrust in. It was still going to slow... and Jim was doing it on purpose. Pay-back isn't it? Well, Loki had kind off seen that comming, especially since how he left the male in his bedroom the night before.
His legs began to tremble at slow scissoring motion inside him, making him lose balance and his leg slide down from Jim's waist. Of the older hadn't been holding him, he would've collapse don the floor already. Loki kept his mouth pressed againt the crook of his neck, muffling his moans and sounds of pleasure as best as he could. He had still somehow managed not to utter out the male's name, though he had been close to more than just once.

He glanced up at Jim then, eyes dazed over with lust and breath comming out in short gasps. 'Doubt a feral thing as you can be tamed,' he heard Reth's voice say somewhere in his mind, that memory now only mocking him. 'Surely I can be tamed... by the right tamer that is', he heard himself say, having sounded so sure and confident that it was something impossible. Now however, being here and actually sudmitting to this Targaryen bastard, made him start to doubt it himself.
Not ok.

He lauguhed, forcing himself to straigthen up as much as their current position allowed him to, and pulled up the male's shirt far enough for Loki to kiss and nipp along his bare chest instead. "If you want to tame me," he purred, biting down on one nipple, before giving it a teasing lick. "You have to break me."
He locked their gazes again, somethign cruel and devious glinint those green eyes of his. Without warning he grabbed hold of Jim's shaft and begn to stroke it in a firm and fast space. If Jim won't wont give him what he wants, then Loki wouldn't give him it either. "Since you're taking your sweet time, you apparently don't need to come inside, right~?"

"How about no?" Jim chuckled at the male's impatience, tilting his head slightly at the male. He could feel the male's legs trembling as Jim thrusted his fingers in a scissor motion, smirking in delight as the male pressed his mouth against his neck. Already hearing those muffled moans clearly in glee. Damn this male was stubborn. He had yet to moan out Jim's name yet. Though the male had been so close before. Maybe he did have to break the male to get that then. The thought was becoming tempting as well.

His eyebrow raised as the male laughed, taking notice as the male straighten himself up as much in their position. Then cursed out under his breath as his shirt was forcefully pulled up, feeling the male attack his chest by nipping at it. He groaned softly as the male bit down on his nipple, shivering slightly as the male licked at it also. Good god how he wanted to tame the male badly now. The male was definitely playing with fire, and it was only his fault if he got burned by the Targaryen. It seemed that it's what the thief wanted. A challenge to overcome him. His breath hitched suddenly at the male's devious emerald eyes locking with his then moaning out as Loki grasped his cock and started to stroke it at a firm and fast pace. "D-Damn you little asshole," Jim panted lightly, glaring at the male as his hips bucked into the male's strokes.

"You want to be broken? Then fine by me." Jim growled as he pulled his fingers out of the male and pulled Loki's hand away from his cock. He then slipped his hands under Loki's thighs, picking him up slightly off the ground making sure that the male wrapped his legs around Jim's waist. "By the way...I will be coming inside. Whether you like it or not," Jim remarked in a devilish sweet laced smirk as he positioned himself at the male's entrance before plunging up into the male fully to the hilt. Jim groaned in delight at the hot embrace that enveloped his cock as he stayed still for a moment while fully up inside the male. Then he started to grind his hips in a slow tantalizing motion while he leaned into the crook of the male's neck, nipping playfully at it while panting a bit. His hands gripping the male's hips tightly, keeping a hold of them. Jim just wanted to pound into the male right now like he had in the beginning. But he wanted to tease the male.

Loki hissed softly as the fingers were pulled out of him, only to let a gasp when he was suddenly picked up and had his legs wrapped around the other's waist. His skinny arms were quick to wrapp themself around Jim's shoulders again, even if the older had no problem keeping him up in this position with his own strenght alone. Like Jim had mentioned that night, the theif was pretty much as light as a feather...
Feeling Jim now positoned at his entrance, Loki had to close his eyes for a few seconds, mentally and quickly preparing himself again, as well as trying to catch his breath. When he opened them again, he gave the Targaryen a defiant glare, still daring him and still refusing to fully submit to him. You can't break me, the green eyes of the theif mocked him, the smaller male reutrning the devilish and sweet smirk before Jim plunged into him.

Loki's eyes rolled back, his head collided with the stone wall again while he cried out. His back was sure to have more bruises now, and his head was starting to pound not only beacuse of the blood heating up his face. But the pain and discomfort from that was easily forgotten, the feeling of having the other inside him numbing everything else he felt. It still hurt, but in such good and frightening way, that the only thought repeating itself over and over inside the theif's mind was; more, more, more!
But of course, the bastard had to tease him still. The pace was still all to slow, and with the hold Jim had of his hips Loki couldn't even try and pick up the pace by himself either. It felt close to torturing the trickster now who could only groan and moan out in both pleasure and frustrationa as he tightly clung onto the other. But Jim was apparently still underastimating him. Loki had yet another trick up his sleeve to use.

With his face flushed, and eyes glazed over with lust and what appeard to be desperation, Loki nuzzled his head agains't Jim's shoulder like a pet would to it's master. He trailed kisses up his neck, throat and cheek, one hand sneaking up his firm chest seductively, until he had his lips pressed against the other's ear again. "Jim~," he moans in a sinsister sweet tone, trying to move his hips against Jim's tight grip. "Faster, harder... please," he began to urge the other, entangling his fingers in the other's brown hair in a rough, tight gripp. A breathless chuckle was heard again from the theif. "Fuck me harder, Jim."

Jim smirked in delight at the sight of the male’s defiant, stubborn glare break away once Jim had plunged into him. Taking in delight at the sight of the male crying out while throwing his head back against the stone wall. He thrusted into the male at a slow pace, his blue violet eyes watching the younger male with delight. He took a liking to see the male being teased such as so. And he was the one giving it to the male. Jim gripped the male’s hips more tightly as he felt the male trying to buck his hips down onto him. Oh someone was very impatient. Welcome to the club of wanting deserved pleasure, Jim thought to himself as he felt the male’s arms tightened around him.

When Jim took another glance at the male, his eyes slightly widened in surprise at the sight of the male. And more so by his next actions. He swallowed slightly as the male nuzzled against his shoulder like a pet would do. Wondering for that slight moment to that stubborn thief a minute ago had gone. Though he didn’t mine this at all. Especially when the male had finally moaned his name into his ear, causing Jim to groan in delight at hearing his name roll of the male’s tongue. Oh gods, hearing the male moan in his ear, urging him to go faster was driving him crazy! His attention was immediately drawn to the male’s breathless chuckle.

“Oh now you want me?” Jim purred as he leaned his head back to give the male a playful yet inspecting stare. He pulled the male by the hips up of his cock slightly before slamming the male back down onto him. Jim groaned at that friction, his blue violet eyes gleaming at the male with a hint of teasing. “Then I want to hear you say so…in a more believable way,” Jim’s demand turned lowly into a growl as he rocked his hips back and forth up in the male in a slow rocking motion. He had a feeling that the thief was just playing along to get what he wanted. And Jim wasn’t falling for it. No matter how much he wanted to fuck the male up the wall. “Come on…tell me.” Jim purred seductively as he grinded up against the male.

He blew it. The moment he had allowed that chuckle to slip past his lips, he had pretty much already lost the game. The bastard had better self-control than he had claimed to have, or what the theif had given him credit for. No wait screw that. It wasn't 'self-control', it was stubbornness. The Targaryen was just as stubborn as him, if not even worse! And they both refused to lose to the other, wich was only resulting in prolonging the sweet torture the theif was currently inflicted on. He had been so close dammit..! He knew something like this would happen, as pay-back for his last encounter and leaving the guy unsatisfied. Or maybe this was just karma biting him in the ass for all those times he's driven everyone around him up the wall. Ha. Like this was going to stop him from keep on doing it.

Another cry left his throat as he was slammed down back onto Jim's shaft, biting his lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood. He bit out a curse of frustration when the rocking was still too slow, even if it felt good it was nowhere near enough. Loki was craving relase, but he wouldn't get it at this rate. He needed the other male to go faster, harder! But Loki still refused to fully submit...
"Fuck you," he growled out against Jim's shoulder, his whole body now trembling with need. Again he tried to speed things up on his own, but in his current state it was already hard enough to move, and the hold Jim had on his hips were enough to leave bruises. He turned his head up towards Jim's neck again and bit down hard, trying to distratc them both by lickign and sucking at the skin there. The hand that had sneaked up Jim's shirt was now clawing harshly down his back, making sure to leave scratch marks along his spine. But no matter what he did, he was far to gone to try and think up another way to turn the tables back around for his benefit. He's had enough.

Leaning away from Jim as much as the wall allowed him to (which was barely anything at all) he gave the Targaryen a firece glare before pulling him in by his collar until their noses brushed against the other. "Either you start fucking me against the wall for real now..." he let got of Jim's shirt, and instead reached down and started stroking his own neglected cock. "...or I'll finish off without you."
He meant every single word. Jim's loss.

Jim licked his lips at the male’s defiant remark, taking in delight of his stubbornness. “Actually you’re the one getting fucked here.” He purred devilishly, into the male’s ear as he rocked his hips up harder. He could feel that the male wanted him to fuck him already. The male’s entrance walls were squeezing down on him with impatience. The thief definitely didn’t want to submit. Jim had to say, that this male was going to be fun to tame. And he did wonder to himself will there be any more chances to taste and fuck the male again. Surely there will be. Because Jim was going to see him quite a lot due to that Essos prince. And he’ll have a lot of time to tease the male and such.

He hissed out as the male quickly bit down on his neck, groaning in delight at the male sucking at the skin. Arching his back a bit as the male’s nails clawed down his back. Oh yes, he’ll definitely feel those for the next few days. And Jim didn’t even mind. It was something to remind him that he had this male in this position. Blue violet eyes watched with interest as the male leaned away and gave him a fierce glare, which in return Jim gave him as well. Then he was suddenly pulled to the male, their noses brushing against each other while the male growled some comment. Jim glanced down as the he took notice of the male letting go of his shirt to stroking his own cock. “Even if you do finish, I’ll just fuck you still.” Jim chuckled in a low tone, before tilting his head as he glanced back up at the male. “I’ll take that for now,” Jim smirked devilishly, referring to the male’s barely concealed confession that he wanted to male to fuck him up the wall.

He gripped the male’s hips tightly before slowly pulling out and plunging right back in hard and deeply. Jim’s hips thrusted up into the male harshly and quickly, fucking the male up against the wall with a quick pace. The Targaryen definitely had the stamina and strength for this kind of fucking truly. It seemed both of the males had some sadism and masochism in them. The thief liked it rough, so did Jim, who didn’t mind the pain along his back from the nails.

Loki had enough time to smirk cunningly at the older as his hips was once again grabbed tightly, the whole time green eyes were locked onto violet blue ones. A raw shudder went down his whole body when Jim first slowly began to pull out, and then the thief could see nothing but stars when the older plunged right back in, filling him to the hilt. Loki cried out against Jim's shoulder, the stinging pain that came along with it only adding more to the pleasure ripping out through him. Finally, finally the bastard was giving them what they both wanted, it had been so clear that older teen had wanted nothing else than to pound into thief and fuck him raw against the wall as well. To bad they both had be so damn stubborn. But hey, that kinda added to the whole pleasure thing in the end.

Loki moaned out at every thrust, moving his hips in time to meet the other's. His back was definitely going to hurt later, but all he could care about right then was for Jim to keep ramming into him like this. He wasn't even aware of what kind of sound he was making anymore. But he for sure wasn't quiet. His legs hooked tightly around Jim's waist, nails clinging and scratching down the other's back, and between groans and gasps the words 'More,' and 'Harder' were repeated over and over like a mantra against the Targaryen's throat. Loki could feel he was close now, and with desperate movements picked up the pace of his hips as he tries to slam himself even harsher down the other's cock. He wasn't even thinking anymore at this point, he couldn't. He just moved, clinging onto Jim like a life line the closer to the edge he felt himself comming.

"J-Jim," he gasped out, kissing up along the other's throat and neck. Loki locked their lips into a deep kiss as he felt his walls clench around Jim's shaft, but he continued moving, moaning out Jim's name against his lips while his fingers entangled themself once again in the brown hair, pulling and twisting at it as he stole another kiss.
And then he saw white as he finally came, though it only lasted for what must've been half a second.
The thief's whole body succumbed to the exhaustion washing over him, and slumped down against the body still holding him up. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply a few times as he tried to catch his breath, his forehead tiredly resting against Jim's shoulder still.
My whole body freaken hurts, he thought sleepliy to himself, straightening up agaisnt the Targaryen's hold. "Ok, put me down..." he murmured in a blank tone.

Jim groaned in pleasure against the male’s shoulder as he thrusted rapidly into the male, seeking release to their prolonged teasing session. Gods, the sounds that the male was making was just blowing his mind. And getting him even more excited. He moved his hands down slightly to grip the male under his thighs, lifting the male slightly up so Jim could pound into the male at a slightly different angle. Harder. More. And Rougher. Sometimes Jim was into gentle sex, but oh gods, sex like this drove his mind crazy with lust. The intense pleasure would drive anyone mad. Jim moaned against the male’s shoulder, nipping at it playfully as the smaller male began to slam himself down harder onto Jim’s cock. His shaft pulsated inside the male as Jim soon became reaching his climax.

His name once again! If he didn’t have self control, Jim would’ve had cum inside the male right then and there. But he still had the mission to bang this male till he saw stars. Suddenly Jim was pulled into a deep, melting kiss with Loki, groaning into it in delight. Tasting the male once again. His breath hitched as the male’s walls keep on clenching around his shaft, edging Jim closer to climax. After a few more rough thrusts up into the male, Jim groaned the male’s name in delight as he felt the male’s walls tightened around him. He rode his orgasm for a bit, before his hips slowly came to a stop as he stayed still, panting heavily from the pleasure. For some time Jim felt the male slumped against him before Loki straightened up, murmuring about being put down.

“Tch,” he scoffed under his breath, shaking his head. “I put you down. You’ll fall right on your face.”Jim mused as he slipped out of the male, but wrapped his arm around the male’s waist to keep him against him as he leaned down and grabbed the male’s pants off the ground. “You’ve still yet to sleep in my bed like you had wanted to that night. Loki~” Jim grinned devilishly as he then suddenly moved the male around in his arms before getting him into a position of how a groom held their bride up off the ground. The young Targaryen then started down the tunnel towards the door that would lead him to his room.

Loki groaned in annoyance when Jim didn't do as he wished, but instead just kept his hold on the smaller teen. No plans of letting him go apparently. Weren't they done now? The bastard got what eh wanted right, unless he was after something more. Muttering to himself, Loki snatched his pants out from Jim's hand, giving him an unamused look at he said. "That was before I found other more comfortable beds," he said shot back sugestivly with a half smirk. That grin falterd a bit though when Jim suddenly moved him around in his arms, and Loki wrapped one arm around his neck by mere reflex before realising what was happening. He frowned as he took in their new position, giving Jim a displeasd pout as he headed down towards the door that would lead up to his room. Oh yes, Loki clearly remembers that this path from their other night 'togheter'.

"What I want clearly doesn't mean shit to you, does it," he scoffed, trying to wriggle out of Jim's grasp but with no such look. His body hurt, especially his back. So even if he did manage to slip out of Jim's hold somehow, he wouldn't be able to get that far by himself.
"Put me the fuck down," he demanded more seriously, pulling at Jim's hair harshly. "You got what you wanted already, go find another toy to wear out," he grumbled, winching slightly as pain shot out from his back.

Jim quirked an eyebrow at what the male had said about finding more comfortable beds than his, wrinkling his nose a bit at this. His grip on the male tightened in response. He wasn’t sure to why he felt a tinge of jealously at this. Was he really feeling possessive over the male already? This wasn’t good. Especially over someone as stubborn as he. Jim really knew how to pick them… “Don’t know why. But that comment just pissed me the hell off.” Jim scowled a bit, tightening his grip to make sure that the male didn’t wriggle out of his grasp. He was in the right mind to just fuck the male until he was at the point that he didn’t even want to move his legs. Or perhaps Jim should’ve just binded him to keep him still, though the male was known to slip out of knots.

“It does mean shit to me. I just don’t agree with it.” Jim snickered, cringing as the male pulled at his hair tightly. This wasn’t nothing to the burning scratches along his back. “Hell no.” He gritted back, furrowing his eyebrows at the male’s sudden comment. As soon as Jim got to the door, he opened it with one barely free hand and walked in, slamming the door behind him. “First off you’re not a toy.” Jim remarked as he sent the male a glare before glancing over at the bed then over at the bathroom. He did came inside the male after all. So Jim decided to head to the bathroom and entering it after opening the door, mentally thanking his cousin for this unique addition to his room. “Secondly, can you care not to be an ass to someone who has taken interest in you? And I don’t mean only sexually.” Jim remarked to the male, making sure that the male got his meaning right at the end.

Loki blinked at the other brunette, hissing softly under his breathe as the grip on him tigthend. He was hurting enough as it was, thank you, and the bruises he now had there didn't need any amplifications. "Stubborn and possessive?" the theif snorted dryly, once again just cursing the luck he's had to del with his whole life. "Well aren't you a rare catch," he sighed sarcasticlly, rolling his eyes. He chuckled to himself, lifting up his head to lock his gaze with the other with a cruel smirk. "Upset you're not the only one to have shared a bed with me, rich boy?" he purred teasingly, not exatly thinking Jim would care that much. Maybe it was just a pride sort-off thing, that someone he had taken a small interesst in didn't just only lust for him in return.

Loki shot the older a glare at his flat out refusal, and tried to kick and and wriggle his way out from his arms again, but with more force. As expected, that didn't help him much, and only ended up with his body wailing out once again in pain, and all Loki could really do was slump down in Jim's embrace in defeat. What made the whole thing even more uncomfortable, was the sticky and itchy feeling now seeping out from his ass, and slowly down his leg. Loki made a mental note give the male a 'reward' for that later...
He only gave Jim an amused look when he was told to not beign a toy, disbelief clealry visible in his gaze as well. "That's what they all say," he snickerd, voice more quiet as he allowed his cheek to rest agasint the male's shoulder. Raising an eyebrow in question when Jim instead walked straight past his bed, Loki turned his head and immediently figured out what Jim had in mind instead. So the bastard wasn't quite done with him then? Oh what a surprise... not.
Loki turned his head so he was face to face Jim again, expression unreadble before let out another snort and turned his gaze elsewhere. "That 'interest' will soon fly out of your fancy window," he remarked, turning slightly in his arms, trying to bring life back into his numb legs.

Jim shrugged his shoulders as the male claimed him to be stubborn and possessive. “Both are very true.” He admitted, since his stubbornness had been one of the reasons for the earlier teasing session. And his sister and other have claimed him to be possessive. Not the kind that he had for the thief. But among the lines of a child when it came to an animal or a person that he respected and liked. People would’ve said that Jim had been possessive of his sister which was a bit true since he didn’t want anyone to take her away from him. On the other hand, he was very protective of her mostly.

He chuckled a bit at the male’s teasing comment, giving him a strange look. “Hard to see you share a bed with anyone really. You seem too stubborn to submit, which I had just witnessed earlier.” He remarked with a raised eyebrow as he inspected the male with his blue violet eyes. “Though….I have to say that you’re worth the chase.” Jim grinned devilishly, referring to the male still not submitting to him even after their pleasurable evening. The chase was still on, he presumed. Knowing that the teen would be stubborn and pretty much an asshole to him. He smirked a bit as the male finally just slumped down in Jim’s grasp after wriggling around so much.

“Does it look like I give a shit about what others say? These are my words. Coming out of my mouth.” Jim remarked to the male in a sharp tone, rolling his eyes a bit. He headed over to the big, round tub, his eyes lighting up at the sight of fresh warm water that was in it. It seemed that his message had gotten out to one of the servants that his cousin had provided him. Jim then started to kick off his loose pants before stepping into the round tub of water with the thief in his arms, who he gently sat upon his lap. While he stripped the male of his shirt and the pants in his hand, before taking off his own shirt and slinging them to the side. “Says you.” Jim muttered at the male’s latest comment as he glanced down at the male in his lap. The Targaryen bastard had a naked thief in his lap in the tub. Now this was a scene.

Loki let out a tired sigh a she listened to Jim's remarks and come backs, ignoring the strange looks he was reciving. He really is naive this one... "Stubborn or not, that ain't enough strengh for me to push someone off," he flatly stated, keeping his gaze locked ahead of them. Or how escape their beds, he mentally added, frown slightly to himself at those memories. Luckily for him, like this, Jim couldn't see the small blush on his face at his next next comment. "...you haven't 'caught' me yet," he smugly replied to that, smirking to himself. And if Loki had it his way, no one ever would. Not even this bastard, no matter how much the theif may grow to like him... He was a selfish brat above all else afterall, as everyone had already so nicely put it. Well, the truth's the truth.

Loki just gave Jim a tired look, honestly to exhausted to bother coming up with a reply a this point. So instead he just mutterd out a 'yeah, yeah' quietly, giving the male's cheek a gentle pat as if to calm him down. His attention then turned towards the tub, and felt himself wake up a little at the sight of the warm water. It's been awhile since I had a warm, nice bath... And god knows his worn out muscles needed it. Especially after his recent 'activity'. Moving again in Jim's arm, Loki was about to prepare himself to step inside the tub, but still again once he realized the other had still no intentions of letting go of him. But instead of protesting this time, he just settled back into the other's chest, and allowed himself to be carried inside the tub.

He hissed softly as the water touched his skin, but quickly relaxed into it, letting Jim pull off his shirt without any complanits. A pleased and content sigh escaped the theif's lips then, giving himself a moment to just enojy the sensation of warmth and spreading out through his tense and scarred body, not even seeming to mind that he was still seated in Jim's lap.
And then, all of a sudden, he dipped his head beneeth the water, only to quickly shout right up again and spalshing water everywhere. "Can barely even remember the last time I had a warm bath like this," he exclaimed happily, stretching out his arms above his head. With his back turned to Jim like this, the burn mark covering most of his back was now fully revealed. "Now all I need is some strawberries~"

Jim slightly frowned at the male’s comment but just pushed his questions to the side about that. The thief really needed to learned either to be quicker or stronger. His eyebrow rose a bit at the male’s smug remark of not being caught yet. “Yet. But it seems to me that I’m close.” Jim mused, teasing the male for say that he hadn’t caught the thief yet. “The chase is still resuming. But it will be over soon.” Jim stated clearly with a devilish smirk as he watched the male with curious eyes.

Shooting him a sharp glare as he felt the male patting his cheek gently, supposing ignoring his responses. He had the sudden urge to pinch the male’s cheeks for being so rude. Thought slightly smiled as the younger male let out a content sigh once in the water. Then out of the sudden the male dipped his head under the water before coming back up quickly with water splashing everywhere. ‘Watch it” Jim coughed slightly as he wiped the water out of his eyes; feeling drops of water sliding down his face from his damp hair now. His blue violet eyes took notice of the burn mark covering most of the male’s back, blinking in surprise at how far the mark expanded across the male’s skin.

He reached out to touch the male’s back but then his hand froze in midair for a short moment. Until he then reached out and ran his fingers through the male’s wet hair, just to get his mind of the burn mark. His eyebrows furrowed a bit at the comment of wanting strawberries. “No wonder you taste like strawberries. You’re obsessed with them.” Jim scoffed as his hands slid down from the male’s hair over his shoulders before going around the male’s waist, pulling him back up to him close. The settled his chin among the crook of the male’s neck.

Loki hummed contently as he let his body soak into the warm water, already feeling his tense muscles starting to relax. He opened his eyes slightly as he felt fingers run throguh his drenched hair, at first not reacting at all, but then sighed and slightly leaned into the touch. And then he snorted at Jim's scoff, not finding any excuse or reason to deny his words. It was kind of true wans't it? Ever since Loki could remember, strawberries had always been one of his favourtie things. No wonder his brothers used to tease him so easily over something so silly. "And apparently you like the taste," he teased cheekily, keeping his back turned to Jim while massaging his wrists gently. "I don't suppose you happen to have any-"

His sentence was cut off then as he got pulled backwards, and found himself with his back pressed up against Jim's chest with the male's arms now wrapped around his tiny waist. Loki went quiet, and stared aimlessly ahead of them at nothing in particular really, and surprsingly found himself kinda liking their current position. It felt... nice, actually. Welcoming, and if not even a little safe. Was he allowed to feel that?
"What do you want?"
There was no bite or any hint of that slyness in the question, just the theif simply wanting to know what the Targaryen of royal blood really wanted from him, if there was another catch or certain reason behind his actions. What Jim had told him before, of having 'taken an interest' in him wasn't answear enough. That could've meant anything, or simply been empty words to get what he wanted. And he said he liked challanges, and so Loki must've caught his attention in that way. But what now then? What was the theif suppose to make of this? As much as he enjoyed getting paid, he can't be bought for any price whatsoever. Even if he was growing more found of this bastard.

"I do for some odd reason." Jim remarked back to the male, grinning devilishly. "Not really fond of the fruit. Though it tastes good when I kiss you." he added, shrugging his shoulders lightly as he nuzzled the male's neck slightly. This felt really comfortable to him. And it felt so natural to do this as well. Once he pulled the male back into his embrace, the thief had gone completely silent. Jim waited for a moment, wondering if the male was pouting or just looked barren of emotions. His blue violet eyes glanced up at the male, believing that his second guess was the right one.

He blinked in surprise when the male did speak, but a question was what had came out of his mouth. Jim furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to search for any slyness or bite in the question, wondering if the thief was just trying to mess with him. It seem not the case. It seemed that the male truly did want to know why Jim was being so persistent about him. "If I answer you, you'll either tease me or just screw with what I say. Oh well..." Jim sighed out heavily as he kept his chin on the male's shoulder, his arms still around the male. If the thief wanted to know, then he'd tell him. Jim just would have to deal with whatever the thief said to him. "I like you. I want to know more about thief that I keep running into..." Jim drawled off with slightly blushing cheeks, not really used to saying things such as this. At first Jim had just wanted to dominate the male that time in the bed, thinking he could have fun with a challenge. But soon enough he wanted to know about the boy and such. He adored how the male was adorable when he challenged Jim and the male's stubbornness. And those emerald eyes were just memorizing as well. But Jim was definitely not telling the male that. Not now any way. Jim couldn't be blunt and straightforward all the time.

Jim thought for a moment before slightly frowning and groaning in displeasure. "Please don't tell me that you asked that question just because of my royal 'tainted' blood." That's what his blood had been called by certain people. But Jim just pushed those memories away, not too pleased if that was one of the reasons. Just because his damn cousin had plucked him and his sister from where they were and brought them here. Both he and his sister had knew who they were and what bloodline they had belonged to. But why had it mattered to go and confront the royal court about such. It just brought those who wanted to be rid of the queen lock their eyes upon them after the Queen was gone just due to their blood.

Loki stared down at the water, staying silent and without interutpting Jim as he explained his reasons. The answear wasn't that much different compared to what he had told the theif before in the tunnles, but he sounded more honest, truthful as he said it now, making the theif almost start to feel uncomfortbale about all this again. Sure, people ahd been nice to him before, but it never came withotu a pirce. The good things only lasted for so long before they smacked Loki in the face with the complete opposite of it. So Loki mostly just made sure to enjoy what he could, and left it all first before he'd get punished for it. Even if Jim was speaking the truth now, it would just be temporary, just like with everything else, before he grow tired or to much annoyed with the trickster.

Loki chuckled and turned his head towards Jim until his lips burshed against the male's cheek teasingly. "For me there's no difference between royal, noble or common blood. 'Tainted' or not," he assuerd the older, pressing a light, tickling kiss against his throat. Might as well do what I always do, the theif told himself as he leaned his full weight back agaisnt Jim, head lazily resting against the shoulder. And enjoy what I can get.
Jim's answear would just have to do for now. Again, what does it even matter in the end? Besides, not everyday Loki could enjoy a visit to a castle in every place he visisted. ...Jim wasn't intent on keeping him here was he?
"So you're gonna ask or not?" he said out of nowhere, his fingers now occopying themself with trailing up and down the arms wrapped around his waist. "About my lovely body decorations," he added, smirking knowling up at the Targaryen. He had felt those violet eyes on his back before, along with the desire Jim had to trail his hand down over it.

Jim blinked in surprise as the younger male's lips brushed against his cheeks in a teasing manner. He gave the thief a light smile at this. "Is that so?" he murmured softly, chuckling a bit as the male pressed a light tickling kiss against his throat. Then felt the male leaned his full weight back against him in a relaxed manner. He brought up one of his hands and swept back some of the male's hair out of his eyes, caressing the male's cheeks as well. So the male had a sweet side as well? Jim kind of liked that a bit.

His attention then quickly focused on the male's question, furrowing his eyebrows at it as the male's fingers. It took him a moment before he realized what the male meant by that, raising an eyebrow at the male calling his scars body decorations. Jim knew the male was being sarcastic about his scars. Unless the male was definitely a hardcore masochist if he enjoyed getting scars to decorate his body as such. "Though it might be touchy subject, so I bit my tongue. Though since you brought it up....How did you get these scars?" Jim remarked as his other hand trailed over the scar on the male's waist.

"You thought right," he stated, letting his body sink down a little more into the water. "But no point in me crying over it everytime someone brings it up," he went on matter of factly, no hint of hurt or discomfort from him at the subject. Another little content sigh left the smaller teen's lips as he took another moment to just soak in the warmth of both Jim and the bath. He glanced down at his waist lazily, following the hand trailing over the scars there gently. Obviously Loki had been sarcastic when he refered his scars as 'decorations', he wasn't that inase of a masochist. No, the trickster hated those burn mark, along with every other wound and bruise covering his weak body. But it was also a reminder, mostly to himself, that he was not that easy to get rid off. That if someone wanted him dead, they'd really have to crack their skulls open to think come up up with the best way of keeping the trickster dead.

"...someone tried to a burn me alive," he murmured, nuzzling his head against the crook of Jim's neck. "Did a pretty poor job though wouldn't ya say? I'm still around, driving everyone around me insane enough to want to chop their own head's off," he snickerd. He left it that, already starting to feel a little sour at the memory. And the sad thing was, that wans't even half the story behind the burnmark.
He turned around then until he was facing Jim instead, still comfortably seated in his lap wih one hand sweeping away hair from the older male's face. "Now you share something about yourself," Loki suggested cheerfully, his other hand trailing down Jim's chest. Lower and lower, until it teasingly stopped right above his crotch, and gently began rubbing the skin there. "Like, how did you end up here, if you started out on the streets~?"

Jim's eyes widened a bit as the male answered his question, already having a sneaking suspicion of this being the answer. But he had secretly hoped that it hadn't been it though. "They did a pretty bad job alright. Though they did leave you marks to remember the incident by." Jim commented, quirking at the male joking about the incident and how he was still around driving people crazy. Though the young Targaryen didn't really mind the scars among the male's body.

Suddenly blue violet eyes met with Emerald eyes as the male turned around completely till he was facing Jim. He tilted his head a bit to the side at the male's cheerful question. He shivered lightly as the male's hand trailed down his chest, lower and lower until pausing before his crotch. Jim hissed softly in delight as the male rubbed gently at the skin. it was a bit surprising that the male was getting touchy feeling with him first, but he didn't mind that at all. He then shrugged his shoulders at the male's question. "Well somehow the other Targaryen bloodline found out about us. And they needed as much of Targaryen blood back in the House, so the Queen just simply offered us home in the palace and such.Unfortunately my sister agreed to her offer," Jim answered in a slight bland tone. As much as Jim adored living here and such, this offer really did put them under prying eyes. His hands that had been tracing the male's scar had moved along the scars to back of the male's waist.