[It's impossible to keep the smirk off his face. Loki would demand something like that, to make Thor convince him why they should get to keep playing the game that Loki wanted in the first place. Not that they couldn't play without the end result being sex, but... where would the fun be in that?

Since Loki is permitting him to use any means necessary, he decides to take that at face value, and shifts onto his knees in front of Loki, sliding his hands over the top of Loki's thighs.]

You're damn right I intend to have you. And you should let me because you want me. [He guides Loki's legs apart so that he can fit between them, and he takes Loki's free hand with both of his own, bringing it to his face so he can nuzzle into Loki's palm, all the while keeping their eyes fixed on each other.] Let me fuck that long week right out of you. You won't have to do a thing. It'll be all about you, your pleasure, what you want. I'm your pet tonight, I just want to... please you.

[Holding Loki's hand against his face with one of his own, half-cupping his jaw, Thor lowers his head to Loki's lap and runs his parted lips over the front of Loki's trousers with a breathy sound. And, just because he hasn't thrown it in for a little while...] My mmmmaster.