(A/N: So this is different than my usual Avengers fare, not because I don't like this, but because I just haven't had any ideas yet. So here I give you my first bit of Loki/Tony with mentions of Thor/Steve. I don't own the Avengers and I never will. So if you could please maybe not assume that I am making money off of this then that would be great. This is slash and that means gayness, but there isn't anything graphic to be had here. On with the show!)

Zero-Six-Two-Eight-Zero

Tony rarely slept these days, his mind was always whirling away from him as he tried to make Avengers tower a home for all of them. He was perpetually upgrading their weapons and armor, but he was also constantly improving their living quarters. The week before last he had knocked out the wall that separated a certain Super Soldier's room from that of a certain Thunder God's. He had given them a self-contained living space with a kitchenette, an entertainment area and of course an overlarge bed for whatever it was that new couples got up to.

Tony closed his eyes and laid back in bed, the pillow was welcoming and the bed comfortable, but painfully empty. It had been three days since he had last slept, so he knew that he needed to, he just wished that there was someone there to hold him or for him to hold onto. Desperately he wanted to pretend that he and Pepper had been meant for anything more than friendship but he had known from the beginning that they couldn't work. She was a great friend, a brilliant assistant and his company would be absolutely nothing without her, but he could not make her happy. And so he had let her go. Phil made her happy and so Tony was happy.

Just lonely.

He snapped his eyes closed and imagined with all of his might that someone was beside him, a slender waist to wrap his arms around, long legs to tangle with his own, hair long enough to run his fingers through and warmth, he needed warmth.

In retrospect, he realized that he hadn't specified, maybe because he had never specified when it came to gender, but this time it would have been good. He felt a body in his arms and it was warm and comfortable. There was a dark head buried against his chest and long fingers snared in his shirt. He had just tightened his arms around a slim torso when the alarm sounded. He knew the code at once, he had created it months prior, probably should have made it shorter.

"JARVIS! Shut that noise off," Tony said and the flashing numbers hung momentarily in the air, burned into his vision 06280 or Loki in vicinity. The alarms had ceased and the all clear was being given, the body in his arms had not budged. Tony sighed and pulled the blankets over them.

He woke up alone, but he knew that it had not been a dream and that it had not been a coincidence. He checked the alarm log when he was modifying the system. It wouldn't do to have people wondering why the Loki alarm went off only to be silenced, once was a glitch, and twice was suspicious. So he put a delay on it that would force JARVIS to check with him before the alarms went off so long as Tony was in the same room as the incident. He wondered to himself why he was hoping so much for a repeat experience of the previous night, but didn't put too much thought behind it.

"Tony, do you mind if we ask you a question?" Steve's voice was calm as usual, but filled with the same curiosity that it always held. Tony quickly glanced up from his work, Steve was standing tall, but he was still a few inches shorter than Thor. The two blonde haired blue eyed men looked perfect together and it was irrepressibly cute to watch them curled up on a couch together or just holding hands. Tony longed for that sort of experience.

"Sure go ahead, shoot," Tony said, knowing already what the question was going to be and formulating a lie to respond with.

"You silenced the alarm that indicated my brother's presence. Banner says that you did it from your room, which was where the incident started. He thought it was a glitch, which he said made sense because even you can't account for everything. I thought it better to wait and to ask you, why then, if you had given the all clear, that Steve and I were graced with Loki's company at breakfast," Thor said, putting things carefully into thought. Steve had been teaching him how to speak like a Midgardian and it was nice to see it happen, far less shouting happened. Tony was cherry red and he cleared his throat a couple of times before speaking, this was not the lie he had expected to tell.

"I…I am fixing the alarm now. I must have thought it was a dream…or something…" Tony's voice caught and Steve seemed to buy it but Thor's face was suddenly very close to his own and Tony was tempted to take a step back. He did not know what it was that the blonde God was searching for and he was equally unsure what his face displayed. Needless to say, he was infinitely glad when the deity stepped away and Steve silently followed him out.

That night he lay in his bed and waited with his eyes closed once more. It wasn't long before that same warm body sank into his arms, resting against him. He glanced down at the crown of dark hair atop his companion's head and waited. Slowly Loki's head lifted and brilliant green eyes bored into Tony's coffee dark ones, it took his breath away. In his arms he held Loki, their sometimes ally sometimes enemy, and Loki was beautiful. He barely had the sense to tell JARVIS not to raise the alarm because all he wanted to do was kiss those hesitantly smiling lips.

"You wished for a body Mr. Stark, one with a description that I fit quite nicely. Tell me Mr. Stark, what do you intend to do with this body?" Loki asked, devilish smirk playing over his lips, eyes sparkling with delight.

"I'd ask you to call me Tony," his hand shook as he traced a thumb along a sharp cheekbone, "And then I'd ask if one day, you might deign to kiss me," Tony whispered softly, his heart was hammering wildly and he had no idea why he was so enchanted by the green eyed God. Loki's smirk grew wider.

"Tony then. And I might, one day," Loki whispered his face shifting to a mask of contentment. Tony nodded and tightened his arms around his new sleeping companion. He allowed himself to drift off to sleep not long after and Loki did the same.

When Tony woke up the bed was once again empty, but he could hear the shower in his bathroom and the bed sheets were still warm. After a while he could hear Loki singing something, a low soft beautiful melody in another language. Tony was on his feet and standing near the door just to hear more of it before he had even realized that he was out of bed. Even he didn't know what possessed him to open the door and step into the bathroom, but somewhere in the back of his mind he was certain that it was going to get him killed.

"Are you joining me or not?" Loki's voice cut through the haze that surrounded Tony's mind and a nervous smile appeared on the billionaire's face. He wasn't normally so bad at such things.

"Did you want me to?" Tony replied at last, holding his breath for a response.

"I would not ask it if I did not wish it," came Loki's reply, crisp as always, and a pale hand appeared from behind the curtain, extended, waiting for Tony to take it. And Tony did not question Gods. He undressed and laid his hand in the offered palm, accepting Loki's support when he stepped into the already wet shower. The water was close to unnaturally hot, but it didn't bother Tony and even if it had, the image that Loki made would have negated any pain he could suffer. The green eyed God had been in the middle of washing his hair and his eyes were scrunched up against the soap dripping down his forehead.

Tony smiled more softly and wiped the soap away, thumbs swiping over forehead and eyebrows in slow gentle motions. When Loki blinked his eyes open and found that they did not sting he had a grin for Tony and pulled the other man right into the stream of water. Tony had not expected it to be the environment for their first kiss, but he didn't complain when under the scalding blast of water, Loki's lips captured his own. It was nothing like he had imagined it would be, and he had imagined kissing the Trickster God on a number of occasions if he was honest with himself.

Having been used to having the upper hand in most relationships, Tony was rather surprised when he found it just as easy to give up that control. Perhaps that was just Loki though. They kissed, they showered, Loki insisted on soaping Tony's hair, and when they were satisfactorily clean, Loki wrapped his arms around Tony's waist and held onto him.

"What were you singing earlier?" Tony asked after a time, his arms were still around Loki's shoulders, one hand tangled in dark hair. No comment had been made about their nakedness, neither had thoughts of anything more than holding on to their partner.

"It was an old Norse song. It tells the story of a young man who had lost his family and his home, of how he wanders, lost and alone for years and years," Loki smiled softly, "Until one day, when a maiden makes a wish for a beloved and he finds himself in her arms. And the young man has a home and a family, and he was never alone again," the God ran a pruned finger along Tony's chest. "You are no maiden Tony Stark, and yet I find myself in good company with a family that I never dared to dream of. I must thank you properly someday," Loki whispered gently and pressed his lips against Tony's in their softest, deepest kiss yet.

(A/N: Well folks, what did you think? Am I terrible at these pairings or should I do more of them? I think that this will remain a oneshot, but I don't know for sure yet.)