Summary: Thor and Tony getting caught in the rain leads to teaching Thor another Midgardian custom, playing doctor.

Notes: For Howling_Moonie (on Ao3)

I had my friend, who is not at all into fan fiction, edit this story & she was cracking up so hard. I should've recorded it, but she would've smacked me. Hope this story makes you laugh as hard as she did!

Tony laughed, soaked to the bone, as he and Thor ran hand in hand through the rain. They were only a mere three blocks away from the Tower when the first couple of rain drops fell. After that, it didn't take long for the weather to take a drastic turn, and go from a light sprinkle to a heavy downpour.

With no umbrella, and nothing but thin, fall jackets on their backs, Tony grabbed his boyfriend's hand and took off running for Stark Tower. Thor could have easily passed him, with his god stamina and superior body, but this was amusing. Rain didn't bother him in the least, but he knew too much exposure could be harmful to his mortal lover. So he allowed the smaller man to pull him along, keeping pace right behind him.

They reached the tower in half the time, pushing through the glass doors into the main lobby. It was mostly empty at this time of night. Most of the employees were at home where it was dry. The few people they did see stopped and smiled at them as they passed by. Looking around, Tony apologized for the mess they were leaving behind, but the custodian simply waved them off with a "Goodnight gentlemen."

Carl, a long standing employee, smiled at their antics, "Go dry off Mr. Stark, we don't want you catching a cold staying in those wet clothes."

"See Thor, this is why we pay Carl the big bucks."

The elevator door closed behind them as Thor pushed Tony's back against the cold, mirrored panel, leaning down to kiss him. It was a mess of open mouthed kisses, since Tony was still trying to catch his breath after their run in the rain. The genius superhero was giggly as Thor's thick beard scratched against his own.

Tony leaned back and really looked at his boyfriend, with adoring eyes. Dear Lord, was this man beautiful. A demi god among men, you could tell from just a glance that this man was not at all ordinary. Thor's life as a godly prince radiated in his appearance. Golden locks that looked like silk framed his masculine face. His eyes, the lightest shade of blue, seemed to glow even when he wasn't calling upon his lightning. His bushy beard only added to that perfectly constructed jaw line. Tony just stared at the taller man, even when Thor quirked a curious eyebrow.

He couldn't help it. He was just so happy. His relationship with Thor was something he never would have predicted, but thanked any higher power that was listening for this. Them. They almost didn't happen. Honestly, it was something they started out of sheer curiosity.

A renowned playboy that never lost his sex drive and a god of fertility that was eligible; it made for quite the pairing.

Tony and Pepper stopped working. It was a slow decline, until one day they both just knew it was over. Together, they agreed that they still had love for each other, just not the type that made for a long-lasting relationship. So while Tony and Pepper were attempting to find their ground as friends again, Thor and Jane were calling it quits. They had passion together, but it doesn't matter when you're always apart. So now it was back to the dating pool for the both of them.

It didn't take long at all for the friends to realize there was something more between them. It started right before Ultron happened, when they were trying to one up each other by praising their respective girlfriends. After their break ups, they took a liking to each other as two souls disheartened because they lost what they thought to be "the one." They were just two men, in love with women that were simply too amazing for them. In all reality, the ladies were better off without them. They could only cling on for so long. But neither regretted their prior relationships. In fact, they even had a small pissing contest to see who came out better, thanks to the women they loved and dated.

That must have been how they had gotten here. They wanted love and companionship, but it was hard. Tony had a boat-load of trust issues and enough work to keep him out of the dating game for three lifetimes. Thor was an alien god on a foreign planet. Being a Norse God 'Christian Mingle' wasn't really an option for him and he preferred time on Earth over Asgard for now.

So they started sleeping together. After the first few times, Tony pitched the idea of more, and the rest, as they say, was history.

Fumbling out the elevator, lips still locked, Tony was hit with the brisk air. He pulled back, goose bumps rising from the chilled air and making his teeth chatter. "Fuck, its cold! Okay, we really need to clean up or change clothes before we get sick." He wrapped his arms around himself attempting to get some heat back in his body. He glanced at Thor, taking in his lover. The big behemoth was standing there, long hair and wet clothes dripping onto the floor, looking completely unbothered by it all. "Scratch that, before I get sick." His eyes swept over the bulging muscles of his man, "Hmm, sorry to break it to you babe, but I don't think you'd pull off the sexy nurse's outfit."

He tried to imagine it, just for a moment, before laughing at the idea. Another chill ran over him and he'd had enough. Time for a hot bath.

Tony turned and left the room, leaving Thor to stand there or follow him. He chose the latter. "What is this 'sexy nurse' thing you are referring to?"

"It's kind of a double meaning. In older times, woman wore a nurse's outfit and took care of someone. Over time we've turned it into a sex thing, you dress up and 'take care' of someone." He was in the bathroom, bent over the tub and making sure he got the water to the perfect temperature. When he was satisfied, he got up and caught sight of Thor. He was doing the confused puppy head tilt thing.

"So basically, you put on a cute outfit and please your partner."

Tony sighed when Thor's frown deepened. He really didn't want to break out a tablet and explain this whole thing to Thor. His bath was almost ready! "I feel like I'm still not quite getting this concept, a nurse is a healer correct? Why would their clothing make for such a…ritual." Tony was starting to accept his fate of another 'Welcome to Earth Culture' lesson when Thor continued, "Anthony, I think a demonstration would be most helpful in this matter, will you show me?"

Huh. Tony was removing his clothes, his head popping free of his wet shirt when the blonde finished speaking. He blinked at the older man, thinking about doing a little roleplaying and thought, 'what the hell, why not?' "You know what? Sure, this weekend. We're playing doctor."

"Is this for theater?"

Tony threw his hands up, "NEVERMIND. Just shut up and get in the tub." Thor happily stripped down and joined him.

xXx

Tony couldn't believe he was doing this, Thor was so fucking lucky. He went all out. After much debate with himself, he went online to find an outfit, only for that to turn out to be a complete waste of time. From what he could tell, anything for a guy was overdone and trashy and all the women's versions expected him to be busty up top.

He caved and went to an old friend to get a custom-made outfit. But the results, he hoped, were well worth it. His dress hugged him perfectly. He had a three button collared top that was opened to reveal his collarbones and just a little bit of his chest. Red outlined the edges of the material. It highlighted where it cuffed his bicep and stopped high on his toned thighs. The red cross symbol was a bold contrast on his right breast and the little nurse's hat he had gotten made to go with. To top off his outfit, he got thigh high white socks and 4-inch white heels.

He looked over the outfit once more, his hands fiddling with the hat one last time before making sure it was perfect on his head. He looked at his reflection, shrugging at his own reflection "Here goes nothing." With a confidence he spent years crafting, he left the bathroom.

"Hello Mr. Odinson, how are you feeling today?" With the grace of a gazelle, he strode through the room towards the other. He walked in the heels like he was born to do it, not a single slip or buckle. He stopped in front of the king-sized bed, where his patient lay, giving him a chance to take it all in. Thor's eyes started at the four inch heels and crawled slowly up his body. Tony could see it, the lust and hunger in his eyes, increasing rapidly the more they looked.

"Not so good."

Tony's dick twitched as Thor's voice got deep and rumbled like the thunder he controlled.

"What seems to be the problem?" They talked about this, Tony walking Thor through his 'role' to make this work. Thor reached for him, a big hand grabbing his thigh. He squeezed the flesh visible between the socks and dress then trailed down the material over his legs.

"I have an itch that needs to be scratched."

He hummed, slightly distracted by the wandering hand. "Mhmm, and where is this scratch?"

Tony wasn't disappointed when Thor's free hand reached for his cock and growled, "Here."

So fucking worth it, he thought climbing into Thor's lap. He straddled him, placing his bare bum (since he didn't bother with underwear) against the hard length he could feel under the sheet. Thor shifted a little below him, but otherwise sat back and let Dr. Stark handle everything. His left hand went to the head board and his right rested on the t-shirt over his lover's pec. In place he started rocking his hips, rubbing over Thor's growing hard on. He kept the motion slow, dragging the movements out and being a delicious tease about it. "Is this helping Mr. Odinson?"

He looked at Thor who was just lying there against the pillows. Satisfied smirk firmly in place on his face and big heavy hands hot on his thighs. "Mr. Odinson?" His right hand scrunched up Thor's clean white tee where he was still holding onto him. He looked at his lover, trying to gesture with his eyes for him to follow along. Hello! This is your que…

But nothing! Just that stupid smirk that was starting to really irritate him. He stopped moving his hips, "You're supposed to go along with it, what are you doing?" Thor's smile was starting to show teeth now.

Tony pulled back, hands going to cross over his chest as he let Thor's lap take all of his weight. He gave him an imploring look, trying to figure out what was going on in that giant head of his. What the hell?! He was just sitting there with this cheeky look. Like the cat that got the canary, the cream, and–

"Wait," there's no way, no fucking way– "did you just fucking troll me?!"

"What is trolling?" He tried, eyebrows scrunching in confusion and eyes trying to be all innocent. But it was that damn smirk that gave him away.

"YOU FUCKER." He smacked the back of his hand on Thor's chest. He couldn't believe that he was trolled into wearing this fucking outfit but somewhere deep down he was impressed that the big lug was able to pull it off. "I can't believe it."

Thor chuckled, his arm came up and wrapped around him. Holding him as he rolled them across the bed so that he was kneeling above Tony and he was laid out beneath him on the mattress. "Believe it Anthony."

xXx

Tony laid there, heels still in place, socks torn and dress pushed up but mostly still on. Basking in the afterglow of amazing sex, "Well Anthony, I'm honored to say you make a lovely 'sexy nurse' and I would not be opposed to another 'check-up'."

He didn't hesitate, just threw a bunch that landed somewhere on Thor's side.

Grumbling under his breath he rolled away but Thor's body and happy laughter followed right behind him.

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