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It was one of those quiet afternoons they rarely had.
They had gone for a run, Mobius arguing that he needed to keep in shape and Loki complaining that he would have preferred to stay at home.
And now they were taking a shower together, Loki having decided that he was entitled to a little compensation for having made the effort to follow Mobius.
They enjoyed the gentle spray of warm water on their sweaty bodies as Loki leaned over and kissed Mobius on the neck, smiling at the shiver he caused on Mobius' skin.
Then with a playful smile, he grabbed the shampoo and began to wash Mobius' hair, who purred with appreciation. Then Mobius took the sponge and the shower gel and soaped Loki's chest and shoulders, then went down his body, reversing the roles, neither of them trying to heat things. It was just as if the desire was vibrating, humming between them. A prelude to later. A moment of intimacy that was simply shared.
When they were done, Loki was the first to get out of the shower and once he was done drying off, he handed Mobius the open towel as he got out of the shower.
"Thank you sweetheart." whispered Mobius and Loki kissed his nose before walking out of the bathroom saying, "I'll fix us something to drink."
Mobius continued to dry off while Loki busied himself in the kitchen. He smiled as he heard Loki singing happily.
These were such simple, innocuous things that people did every day, and yet for him each of these moments with Loki was precious. He would have liked to have a special box to keep them all preciously. He would have written on it, "Precious moments of Mobius happiness."
He put on a sweater and headed for the kitchen.
Loki, wearing just a pair of boxers, turned as he heard him arrive and handed him a glass filled with josta and ice and garnished with a slice of lemon.
He looked at Loki with a beaming smile and took the glass, saying, "That's perfect!"
Loki replied with a cheeky grin, "Of course I know the way you like your Josta." then his eyes roamed over Mobius, noticing the sweater that fell over his bare thighs and Mobius saw him lick his lips before he asked, "Is that my sweater you're wearing?"
Mobius slowly drank a sip of Josta and placed it on the counter next to him before walking over to Loki and whispering to him as he wrapped his arms around his neck, "Of course I know the way you like your Mobius."
Mobius laughed with delight at Loki's feral grunt as he reached under the sweater and grabbed his bare buttocks to lift him up and sit him on the counter.
Then Mobius' laughter turned to a moan as Loki put his lips on his, determined to show him how much he liked his Mobius.
And by the time he was done, the ice cubes in the josta had long since melted.