[Hammerbase] Ghost of Asgard Castle

It was too hot.The shade is not a good place to enjoy the shade.

Thor turned his head and looked at Loki, who was half lying beside him leisurely.His coat was long gone, its loose cuffs were unbuttoned, and the collar was unbuttoned twice.A bead of sweat slid down his chin and across his fair neck until it was out of sight.

At this time, Thor will really feel the arrival of summer.

This is the third year that Loki has been in Asgard.

They spent the afternoon wandering aimlessly around the castle, as they always did.There's still so much to explore in Asgard, and so much undiscovered game.They are looking for new things with vigorous energy every day, and they are also happy to discover new pleasures from each other.In fact, they already have a physique that is gradually approaching that of an adult, but their minds are still in their teenage years due to lack of opportunities to exercise.

The subtle differences that had been faintly visible at first between the two boys were now sharply distinguished like two vigorous new branches from the same trunk.

Rocky was without a doubt an excellent student who surprised all the teachers.In a remarkably short time, he brilliantly mastered all of linguistics and rhetoric, while also effortlessly completing more advanced courses in arithmetic, law, politics, and theology.When he applied this rich knowledge to court life, everyone said that he was polite to others, decisive and smart in situations.Even the court teachers who have always been demanding, when talking about this talented student, said that as long as Loki is willing, he will definitely become the most knowledgeable scholar in the history of Asgard in the future-if he is willing to spend less time Words on the research and making of childish and ingenious pranks.

Thor is destined to be the king on the battlefield.His already tall figure has grown several feet taller, and he is running up every day.His physique had grown stronger, the muscles of strength tensing vigorously in his arms and chest.The bravest attack and the most meticulous defense make his fighting and equestrian impeccable, and his performance in the arena always wins the applause and cheers of all the audience.And his generous and benevolent attitude towards failed challengers also won him the praise of his peers and the respect of his opponents.Not to mention that no one of his peers is his opponent, and people say that his reputation even exceeds that of his father when he was young.

But they have not yet grown up enough to take on the responsibility of being a qualified heir to the throne, so intense study and leisurely play are the most suitable growth methods for them at present.

For example, at noon on this sweltering summer day, the two brothers happily sneaked out of the castle to have some fun, but because the sun was too hot, they could only lie idly in the cool shade of the trees by the pond.

Loki saw the black backs of those fishes that Thor had mentioned in the winter, showing their black backs out of the blue water, wagging their tails slowly, and spitting out strings of silvery water bubbles from among the half-opened white water lilies.His brother lay by his lap with a freshly broken hollow grass root in his mouth.Thor rested his head with one hand and grabbed a bunch of half-eaten red cranberries in the other. The sweet and juicy fruity aroma diffused in the air, disturbing the light breath of pansies and alfalfa flowers swaying around. .

They are willing to spend the whole afternoon just lying there relaxing, saying a few meaningless words now and then, or not saying a word for hours at a time, just enjoying each other's company.The time the two spent alone made Asgard's summers always so leisurely and long, as if there were endless hours left for them to squander at will.

Today, they thought of a good way to pass the time.Thor spat out the grass root in his mouth, threw the wild fruit aside, and stretched out his hand to tug at the string at hand.One end of the rope is tied to a dry branch stuck upside down by the pond, and the other end is connected to the bottom of the pond.He estimated that the time was almost up, so he grabbed one end of the rope and pulled it back hard.Following his movements, ripples rippled layer upon layer on the surface of the water, and the disturbed fish spun around in haste.A small brown bottle emerged from the bottom of the water and returned to Thor.Loki leaned over and cut open the bottle with the wine cellar logo on it with the knife he carried with him.

Neither of them was old enough to drink from clay cups, and the only thing they could drink at banquets was ale and apple juice.But there are so many wine cellars underground in the castle of Asgard, missing a bottle or two is not a big deal, and Heimdall will not blame them.

Today they smuggled out a good red wine.If it is winter, Rocky will add sugar and spices to it, and heat it by the stove to make a sweet and cloying pansh.But in the summer afternoon, because the weather was too hot, the fine wine produced in the warm southern basin was casually sunk into the bottom of the pool to freeze.Anyone with even a modicum of knowledge about wine storage would be saddened to see this.

"This smell is not right." Loki raised the opened wine bottle and brought the tip of his nose to it.A few lines of water droplets carried the coldness of the bottom of the pool, and dripped down his wrist onto the tips of the grass blades at their feet. "I bet you forgot to look at the sign hanging next to it when you took it off the shelf."

"We usually take it this way, what does it matter if we change a row or a column?" Thor shrugged nonchalantly. "Don't make excuses, you said you won't get drunk before me this time. Are you going to go back on your word now?"

"Of course not." Loki readily accepted his brother's challenge and took the first sip with his head tilted back.Then he handed the bottle to Thor, beckoning him to start this boring contest just to pass the time.

The wine bottle was passed back and forth between the two of them.Soon, the wine bottle was about to bottom out, but the two of them sat upright, neither of them passed out.

"It's boring, it doesn't taste as good as ale mixed with water." Loki complained to Thor, licking his red lips. "You should look at the sign next time you get a drink."

"Yeah, I can't even taste a little wine. If I didn't know Heimdall, I would have thought he put the sour juice on the wine rack by mistake." Thor also frowned, and threw the bottle aside in disappointment .

But when he was about to lie down again, the cold and sour feeling in his stomach suddenly changed.A fiery warmth rose in his lower abdomen, and this warmth still made him feel extremely comfortable in this hot weather.His mind was dizzy, his body was hot, but his consciousness was very clear, and his five sense organs became extremely sensitive.He heard the chirping of birds and cicadas in the fir grove, and saw the pearly spray of fish fins in the gentian-coloured water, and the air was full of overripe wild fruit. seductive fragrance.

All hallucinations, he thought.For he heard the song of the Nyx next.

Those pure-looking but extremely dangerous beautiful goblins drilled out of the mirror-like water surface, pushed water lilies away with their jade arms like white lotus roots, and sang songs that tempted him to fall with their charming voices.

"Have fun in time, my love. While it's still early, we haven't left. Come here, there's always something happier." They sneered flirtatiously, waved their arms at him, and their soft voices teased him Crispy ears. "Come and drink from my cup, and I will give you my heart."

It seems that I am really drunk.He turned his head helplessly and found that Loki was looking at him with the same expression.

"Withdrawing the preface, I am indeed a little drunk..." His younger brother's cheeks were flushed, his eyes flickered, and he spoke in a drawn-out, vague tone.Then he surrendered to him. "Then what is the punishment for the loser, brother?"

Loki's neat black hair spread out, and a few strands of hair hanging on his forehead were drenched with sweat.He shook his head a few times in a daze, and brought his face closer, waiting for his brother's answer.

Thor opened his mouth, feeling a little dry.It must be the wine, nothing else.

The singing of the water demon continued, and became more and more clear.But when he looked at the pond again, the illusion of those goblins had disappeared.For what tempted him was near at hand.

All he had to do was put his head down.Soon, he tasted something sweeter than fruit wine.Loki's lips were warm and moist, and the tongue hidden in it was flexible and flexible, and there was a hint of sweet and sour scent on the tip of his tongue, which was the same as the aroma of wine left in Thor's mouth.When these two identical flavors diffused in their mouths, there was suddenly something in the air that made the heart beat faster and the brain hot.It made their kiss even more eager and rough.

When Thor finally let go of his brother's jaw, there was still a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth that had been bitten by him. "I didn't expect this kind of punishment. We agreed in advance that this is not the case." He panted slightly, and put his hands on Thor's chest.The tone of blame sounded like a baby to Thor.

"Brother... this feels so weird." Loki whispered in his ear.

So Thor raised the bottle and asked his unsatisfied brother, "Want more?"

Loki took it for granted that it meant wine, so he responded happily, leaning on Thor's shoulder to reach for the small bottle.His movement was stopped midway by an even more passionate kiss.

The time for this punishment is too long.They rolled all the way from the shade of the tree to the edge of the pond, and they still didn't want to stop.They were all asking for it on their own, and no one had time to explain something.

They are brothers, aren't they.Kissing should be as natural as holding hands and hugging.But shame told him that it was different.This is destined to be a bad thing that should not be publicized, and it is a secret that can only be kept in the bottom of my heart.

Secret, secret.There are always so many secrets when you're with Loki.

Thor didn't hate the feeling.He likes to see Loki hang these secrets on the corner of his lips with a gesture that only they understand, dangling clearly in front of him every day, but never speak them out.Now, he prefers to savor the secrets that melt in his mouth, with his own tongue and lips.

But he has not been able to get the most desired secret.Before the secret was even formed, it was broken in half and buried in the ground.

That's okay too.he thinks.

He felt a pair of long legs wrap around his waist as he grabbed Loki's hands and pressed them to the wet grass by the pond.His brother was calling his name in his ear.

I'll get it someday.