This story is fucking vulgar, angsty and crazy as fuck. Read with caution.
Besides that I think it (kind of/not really) accurately displays a dysfunctional relationship. Sometimes people are shitty to you. I don't want to give anything away, but this story isn't going to go how you expect(Unless you're inside my head). If you see anything that bothers you(grammatically/structurally), please tell me. Don't be a dick(asshole), but be honest with me. If you really don't like it tell me(nicely); tell me why(nicely). I wanna know. This will be a long story(I hope) and it will go at a nice even pace(not really) and may take a while(or not). So i hope everyone stays along for the ride, Cause I'd hate to take this journey alone.
PS:This is not a "Hey teacher bend me over your desk and fuck me," thing. At least not to begin with lol
Provocative:Deplorable
Loki had always been the 'bad kid', he was very intelligent, but he just never put forth any effort into his studies. And he hated the teachers with a deep passion, they would always have him checked for weed, or cigarettes.. The only teacher he liked was Mr. Stark. He'd let Loki turn his work in late, if he even bothered to do it, and he never yelled at Loki. And unlike the other teachers he didn't try to pry into his personal affairs. Overall, the teen could actually feel good about going into Tony's classroom. Slowly but surely the Tony was more persistent about him turning in things though. This irked the teen, because slowly but surely his favorite teacher was becoming like all the others.
Anthony stood in front of his class, teaching the half asleep kids about sound waves. His eyes trailed away to Loki, who was sitting by the window, but by the blank expression in his eyes he could see that the other was listening to him, rather than watching the birds, like the gir. He started pacing the classroom as he talked, knocking on Loki's desk to snap his attention back. Loki just glanced at the other before rolling his eyes. The teen disregarded the male and looked back out the window.
Tony sighed at him and continued teaching. He didn't really know what to do at this point. The older knew the path Loki was on though was a bad one. He had to do something to get the kid to be good.
After class he watched as Loki left, with what he assumed was his boyfriend. Fandral he think his name was. Fandral wasn't the best kid ever either. Perhaps he was the one influencing Loki.
He shook his head, 'Fuck, I'm tired." He thought to himself as he yawned. Tony had three more classes and a lunch period before he was free from this man reflected upon himself.
His life was complete shit. He worked with bratty kids, barely made enough to make it by and would die alone. This was possibly the most depressing thing. Tony would always be alone. But that was because he had high standards...yeah, that's it.
Tony was on his way to his house. At a stoplight he could've sworn he saw Loki going into a bar with some really big looking guy. It was a quick flash though; it could've been anyone at all. He shook his head, "Why is this kid on my mind?" Tony mumbled before looking back in the direction of the bar. He thought about what if it was Loki, and the other needed his help. That'd be bad if he showed up the next day at school and Loki was hurt...He'd feel kind of bad.
The cars behind him honked as he was holding up the line. Tony was so set out on if Loki was in there that he hadn't noticed the light turned green. The teacher quickly made a decision though and made the sharp turn to go into the parking lot of the bar. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, giving himself a long sigh before cutting off the car.
The teacher carefully got out and walked to the bar.
This wasn't weird was it?
Tony shook his head, "No...definitely not...Just getting a drink…" He nodded to himself.
"The fuck are you saying?" Tony was startled as he heard someone ask him that. He looked up at a rather big, intimidating looking guy blocking the entrance. He pushed Tony back out from the doorway and the teacher fell to the ground.
"What the hell!" Tony shouted as he got back up, only to be pushed back down again. The man chuckled, crossing his arms, "Get the hell outta here...you're not welcome." He grinned, about to close the door, but Tony stopped him, sticking his foot in there.
"What the hell is your problem?" Tony said, quickly standing, grabbing the door to bring it back open just slightly.
He peeked inside the bar and in the dimly lit bar he could've sworn he saw Loki perched up in some man's lap, but it was dark. It couldn't be sure that was him. Next thing he knew his fingers were being slammed into the door and he yelped at the searing pain. He quickly retracted his hand, swearing at the man who now closed and locked the door. Tony angrily knocked on the door, trying to kick it in. He stopped soon though as the pain became too unbearable. He retreated to his car, speeding off and forgetting why he came there in the first place.
"What was that about at the door?" Thanos asked as the bodyguard came over to them. Loki leaned against the man a bit more, getting a little tired.
"Some nut job tried to get in here." The guard chuckled, "He was talking to himself."
Loki sighed, rolling his eyes, "You sure that he was a nut job? You may as well be one too. You know what the say, takes on to know one." He smirked.
"Shut up you fucking whore." The bodyguard yelled at the teen.
Thanos frowned, "That's enough…" He slipped his arm wound Loki's waist; his other trailed up his thigh."You two need to get along for once, You don't want to upset me do you." he purred into Loki's ear, feeling between his legs. "Should I make you and him go play nice in the back room?"
"No…" Loki mumbled, glaring at the bodyguard who in turn looked upon him in disgust.
"Too fucking bad." Thanos chuckled, abruptly pushing Loki off of his lap and he fell to the ground in a hard thud. "You two go play nice, now and I mean it." the man said sternly.
Loki stood and the guard followed him into the back room.
The teen laid on the bed, crossing his arms. The guard climbed over him, starting to undo Loki's pants.
"Fuck you Ivan. I'll undress myself." He said, slapping his hand away.
Ivan glared at Loki before he moved to pull off his own shirt. Loki looked up at him before his eyes traveled over the scars the ran down his tanned chest. "How'd you get those?"
"You've seen them so many times. Why are you interested in them now?" Ivan asked, pulling off his belt.
Loki shrugged, leaning up to pull off his shirt too. "Just curious I guess…" He leaned closer to Ivan just a bit.
Ivan sighed, "I've been in this business for a long time kid. It's...It's not always easy." he shrugged, "Just 'cause your boss is on the top doesn't mean you will be okay. Which is why you should get outta here while you still can."
"Don't tell me what to do you fucking russian." Loki purred playfully, trailing his hand over his chest.
The man chuckled, "I can't tell if you hate me or not…" Ivan said.
Loki just smirked and kissed him. Ivan kissed him back briefly before pulling away, "Thanos doesn't like us kissing, you know that." Ivan mumbled, pushing Loki back onto the bed again.
Ivan started to pull off Loki's pants to which the teen didn't protest this time.
"Fuck Thanos…"
The guard just chuckled and sighed, "I know…"
Loki walked into school the next day completely fine, or at least from what Tony could see. By the time the teen got to his class the teacher could properly observe that the teen seemed completely normal. This didn't seem like a teen who was out all night with scary men doing God knows what. Or maybe it did…
Tony sighed and watched as the other kids filed in. He stood up, starting to teach, continuing the lesson on sound waves. Everyone seemed to be disinterested in the discussion, especially Loki. He was staring out the window once more, just like he always did; completely ignoring Tony.
He didn't bother trying to get the other's attention though. After a while Tony got tired of talking and handed out the assignment. As he passed out the papers he looked at Loki, noticing a small bruises around his wrist and upper arms. They were so faint you could barely see them from a distance, but they were definitely there.
"I need to speak with you after class." Tony said quietly to Loki. The teen just rolled his eyes and sighed as he watched the teacher leave back to his desk.
When the time came for him to talk to Loki, Tony stood by the door. Loki was the last one of all the other students who seemed to rush out. The teacher closed the door as Loki tried to leave, "I said I need to talk to you."
"And I'll be late for my next class." Loki retorted, rolling his eyes,"Move."
"Not until we talk…" Tony said sternly, pointing for the teen to sit on his desk. "Pull up a chair in front of my desk and sit down."
Loki narrowed his eyes at Tony before taking a seat on top of Tony's desk.
Tony just sighed and sat in his chair, "Look, Loki, You hardly turn in work any work anymore. not even late work...What's going on?" He asked, glancing at the marks on Loki's arm.
"I've been busy. I have lots of other priorities Mr. Stark…" He raised his brows at Tony.
The teacher watched as Loki crossed his slender legs. He narrowed his eyes at the teen, "Busy doing what?" he said, "Busying yourself with weed, or at least that's what it smells like. I wouldn't be surprised if you sold drugs too." He tilted his head, "Do you?"
Loki uncrossed his legs, leaning forward slightly. "What I do when I am away from school is none of your business."
"But it is your parents business right?" Tony raised his brows, "How would they feel if I called them and told them about this?"
"I dunno," Loki shrugged, "And I honestly don't care." He said. "I don't stay with them." the teen informed Tony.
"Really? Then where do you live kid?" he asked, "Loki, you're seventeen...I can and will call child protective services if they have kicked you out. You're a minor."
Loki frowned, "Don't do that. They didn't kick me out."
"Then what is going on?" Tony asked, "You ran away?" He crossed his arms.
"I just...I stopped showing up…"He mumbled quietly, crossing his arms.
"You need to go back then Lo, and catch up on your work." Tony said, leaning back in his chair, "Where are you even staying?"
"Wherever I can…" Loki shrugged, "But again, That's none of business…"
"Then why'd you tell me?"
"Why'd you ask?" The teen countered back, looking at directly at Tony.
Tony leaned forward, "Well, I'm not going to let you go when I now know that you may or may not have a place to say." He said, "So give me a definite place...Now."
"I can't…" Loki glared at Tony.
"Find one," Tony reached over his desk and grabbed a stack of papers, "This is all of your missing work." He put it by Loki's side before grabbing a book and letting it fall in a loud thud against the desk, "And you need to read to chapter ten. I also took it upon myself to get all the work from your other teachers too. What a fun time that was." he dropped another stack of papers by Loki."Here you"
Loki frowned, crossing his arms, "What the hell makes you think that I'm doing that?"
"I'm serious Loki...I will call child services then call your parents, telling them how you never do anything and then tell them off for letting you run around like king of the freaking hill." Tony exclaimed. He didn't know why he was doing this. Maybe it was because he was sick of the teen or maybe because he cared for him, either way he wanted Loki to do better.
"Don't do that, I'll do the work just...Don't call anyone…"
"Then tell me now where you're staying."
"I don't have a definite place to stay."
"Then find one…"
"Your place...I'll stay at your place…" he mumbled.
"My place? That's basically kidnapping if I take in a minor like that." he raised his brow.
"Just...please…It'll be for just tonight." he shrugged.
"Oh no...If I do this you are staying there until you find a permanent home." Tony stood, "Be back here at four o'clock; no later…" He couldn't believe he was doing this; taking in some bratty kid. Becoming a teacher made him soft; What happened to the days that he didn't give a shit about anyone else's feeling but his own? He missed the old Tony sometimes.
Loki smirked, "Okay..." He stood, going over to the door, "A late pass would be nice. "
Tony frowned before handing it over with his signature. "I'm serious...You better be here. " He went to Loki to hand it to him.
"I will.." Loki promised before leaving.
Welp, that's the first chapter. I'll be posting once a week on Saturdays.
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