Frosted Iron

This is my first time at attempting FrostIron so please be gentle with the comments. Haters will be ignored, Constructive criticism is welcome. Suggestions welcome.

Warning: Boy on Boy smut, language, you no likey, then away with you.

Who could ever love a monster?

Tony Stark was in his workshop, per usual, in Stark tower, tinkering with a new device for his new suit. He was trying to find a way for his suit to be able to with stand space so if he ever had to, oh I don't know, steer a nuclear bomb into space again, then his suit would be able to maintain all functions. He very much liked the idea of not free falling back to Earth again. Tony rubbed the back of his neck at the memory of falling to Earth and the Hulk catching him in mid air. He went back to tinkering, not realizing that he was being watched.

Several hours passed by and sleep was starting to tug at the back of Tony's mind. He groaned softly as a pair of hands began working at his neck muscles.

"Why so tense, Stark." That all too familiar dark and sultry voice rang in Stark's ears. Tony shoved Loki back, causing the god to hit the workbench behind him roughly as Tony grabbed the closest thing he could to use as a weapon. A monkey wrench that was about the length of Tony's forearm.

"What the fuck are you doing here Loki?" Tony stated as calmly as he could. Fatigue was very clear across Stark's face. Loki smirked and raised his arms up in a surrendering stance.

"I am not here to fight you man of iron. I came here out of curiosity." Tony eyed the god suspiciously before he laid the wrench back down. Loki took that as a sign to continue. "I could not wrap my mind around the fact, that despite danger staring you in the face, you removed your armor, proceeded to have a conversation with me, offered me hospitality, and insulted me all in a matter of minutes." Tony nodded and gave a sarcastic look as he replayed the events in his head. "What I want to know is why? You endangered yourself like that, all for the sake of possibly getting into your new and improved suit."

"Well that, and I wanted to see if I could get into your head a little. I was trying to figure out why a god like you that had everything, and was willing to throw it all away just to gain vengeance on your brother and fat-"

"He is NOT my father..." Loki hissed, leaning forward menacingly. Tony immediately grabbed the monkey wrench again and held it up ready to strike.

"Make your move reindeer games." Tony threatened. Loki sighed and leaned back against the workbench. "Now. How the hell was I supposed to know that Odin is not your father?" Loki shrugged and Tony half chuckled at how child like Loki looked with such a simple gesture.

"I hope you know that I do not give out information for free. To get something you have to offer something in return." Loki stated as he looked into Tony's eyes. Watching to see what this genius-billionaire-playboy-philanthropist might do about his bribe. Tony considered it for a moment before speaking.

"How about this, I'll let you stay here, watch me work and what not until I can come up with something better to offer you." Tony suggested. Loki was very wary on the thought of staying with one of the Avengers, but then he thought about how Stark had not alerted the other Avengers when he realized that he was there. Loki gave the smallest of nods in agreement. "It's settled then." Tony offered his hand to shake on the deal and Loki just looked at him curiously. "It's called a handshake. People do it to finalize an agreement or to say 'hello', or 'nice to meet you', etc." Loki nodded in understanding and shook his hand.

Loki remained with Tony in the lab as he continued to work on his project a little more before leading Loki to his new living quarters.

"If you need anything, all you have to do is ask Jarvis and he will get what you need or notify me and I can get it for you." Tony stated.

"Who is this Jarvis?" Loki asked.

"That would be me, sir." The AI announced. Loki looked around trying to find out where the voice came from and Tony chuckled softly at his actions. "I am one of Mr. Stark's creations. I am a highly intelligent artificial computer, though I usually only answer to Mr. Stark or Ms. Potts." Loki nodded and looked at Tony.

"I am just a few more doors down the hall if you need anything. I'm turning in for the night. Just promise me that you won't try to kill me in my sleep." Tony said almost sarcastically. Loki gave the smallest of smiles.

"Well I wasn't really planning on it." Loki said as he moved over to the window, looking down over the city god knows how high up.

"Good. I hope it stays that way." Tony chuckled as he shut Loki's door and sauntered off towards his own room, locking the door just to spite himself. Tony walked into his master bathroom and proceeded to shut and lock that door too. You could never be too careful with a psycho Norse god in your house.

"Sir, shall I start a hot shower for you to ease your tension?" Jarvis asked in his usual sarcastic manner.

"Sure...I'm covered in grease and oil anyway." Tony groaned as he rubbed his neck again. He then lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it in the clothes hamper. He leaned against the sink and looked over his arc reactor. Satisfied that it was still working to par, he stripped the rest of the way down and stepped into the hot stream of water, slowly relaxing under the pressure. Tony then washed his hair free of grease and grim and then bathed his body. After he was sure that he was clean, he step out of the shower and dabbed his skin dry before wrapping his towel around his waist and used another towel to dry his hair. Once satisfied with his drying, he moved back into his bedroom and strides over to his dresser, pulling out a pair of boxers and sleep pants. After dressing, he hangs his towel over a drying rack near his bathroom door and moves to pull the covers back on his bed, slipping in between the sheets and getting comfortable. It surprisingly doesn't take him long to slip into a deep , peaceful sleep.

The next morning, Tony woke to the sun shining in his eyes. He rolled over in attempts of going back to sleep until Jarvis decided that he had slept long enough.

"Sir, Loki is having a bit of trouble finding something for breakfast and requires your assistance." Tony groans in response and sits up, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed and rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

"Tell him I will be there in a moment." Tony yawned.

"Yes sir." Jarvis replied. Tony stretched and headed out his door and down the hall to the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks as he watched Loki studying different objects around the kitchen. Tony leaned against the door frame as he continued to watch the god inspect his kitchen appliances. Loki finally decides to look up at Stark and has this look on his face like 'how long has he been there'.

"I was told you needed my assistance." Tony smirked. Loki glared at him before replying.

"I am hungry and I cannot find anything to eat." Loki stated in a annoyed manor.

"What you in the mood for?" Stark asked as he strolled into the kitchen, turning the coffee pot on.

"I guess just surprise me with something. I'm not particularly picky." Loki said smoothly as he sat down at the island bar connecting the kitchen to the dining room. Stark smirked and pulled out a frying pan, eggs, milk, and sausage. He then proceeded to make them some sunny side up eggs with sausage links. He placed a plate in front of Loki and watched as he stared at the food. "Who knew that the great Tony Stark knew how to cook." Loki sneered. Tony just rolled his eyes.

"You keep it up Bambi and I won't cook for you ever again. I still can't believe I let you stay here." Stark commented as he sat down beside Loki with his cup of coffee and all but horked down his breakfast. Loki rolled his eyes at the nickname and brushed it off, not fully understanding the reference. Finishing his food quickly, he placed his plate in the sink and proceeded to head out of the kitchen. "I'll be in my workshop if you wish to join me." Tony stated as he vanished down the hall.

Over the next week, Tony and Loki spent a lot of time together. They exchanged secrets for information and Loki was taught a lot about the technologies that Tony always worked on. Tony started enjoying Loki's company, and Loki seemed to start showing some emotions around Tony. A few in particular worried Tony the most. Sadness, loneliness, and maybe a hint of something else that Tony was hell bent on finding out eventually.

One evening, Loki walked into the lab around 11pm only to find Tony rubbing his neck again and groaning from the pain.

"You know I could fix that for you." Loki stated as Tony nearly jumped out of his skin as Loki spoke.

"Jesus! You scared the hell out me! Make some noise when you come in so I know you're in the room with me." Tony stated as he got his breathing under control.

"Sorry...Would you like me to help with your neck?" Loki asked as emotionless as he could.

"How do I know you won't try to snap my neck in the process, and why do you even care if I am in pain or not?" Tony asked matter-of-factly.

"Fine then. I won't help you." Loki huffed as he went to sit in a seat near the work table that Tony was tinkering at. Tony sighed and rubbed his neck again. He thought about it for a moment and figured that Loki hadn't tried to kill him yet so why not risk getting some relief.

"I'm sorry. Will you please fix my neck for me?" Tony asked. Oh how he hated having to ask his enemy for help, but his neck was hurting him so much that he just didn't care anymore. Loki smirked and for some reason it made Tony feel uncomfortable.

"Take your shirt off and come here." Loki demanded as he got up from his seat and motioned Tony to sit. Tony hesitated a little before complying not sure about how he felt about this. Tony sat in the chair and pointed out where the most pain was to Loki. The god of lies walked in front of Tony and with a wave of his hand, most of his clothing was gone except the pair of leather pants. Tony stared at him, admiring how Loki's pale skin moved over his lean muscles. Then he noticed the bruises. Tony kind of felt somewhat bad for Loki now. Not ever knowing what Loki has been through.

"What happened to your back?" Tony couldn't help but let the question slip from his lips.

"What will you offer me in return for me telling you?" Loki asked as he turned to look at Tony. Now Tony really stared. There were more bruises and even scars along his chest. Something unknown tugging at his heart strings.

"What would you consider good enough to give for the information?" Tony mumbled, still staring at Loki's chest.

"How about you tell me about that glowing circle on your chest that kept me from being able to control you before." Loki haggled. Tony nodded. He had told Loki about several things in his lab, but this is the first time Loki had asked about his reactor.

"I guess that is a equal trade of information. This little circle of light in my chest keeps shrapnel from an explosion I was caught in from entering my heart. It works like an electromagnet and keeps me from going into cardiac arrest." Tony stated, his face showing a small hint of fear in remembering his time spent in captivity. Loki nodded.

"That is very interesting and a very dangerous amount of information to give an enemy." Loki smirked. "I got most of these bruises and scars from the punishment Odin put me through along with what the Chautari but me through for not delivering the Tesseract to them." Loki also showed a very small hint of fear in his features as he remembers the tortures he was put through. "Now that is out of the way." Loki said as he moved back around behind Tony and put some lotion into his hand, rubbing his hands together before slowly working on Tony's tense muscles. Tony groaned loudly as Loki's smooth and cool hands and fingers worked the pain out of his neck. The feeling sending warm tingles throughout the inventor's body and further down south then he liked. His libido began to cause him problems.

'Why the hell is this turning me on? And furthermore, why is the fact that a MAN none the less is turning me on?' Stark thought to himself as Loki's hands moved further down his back and worked on the muscles found there as well. Tony groaned again as Loki ran over a tender spot, leaning forward to give the god more access to his back. Though Tony strained slightly as the tightness in his pants continued to constrict around him. Loki noticed his somewhat discomfort and stopped to look at his face.

"What's wrong Stark?" The god asked.

"Oh...I-It's nothing." Tony stated as he tried to hide the obvious arousal that now throbbed between his legs. Loki wasn't convinced.

"Uh-huh...Then why is your cheeks flushed?" Loki asked, "Are you running a fever?" The god leaned forward and placed his forehead against Tony's to feel if he did have a fever. Tony's eyes glazed over with a sudden rush of lust as he leaned forward and ghosted his lips against Loki's, going wide eyed when he realized what he was doing and leaned back as much as he could, placing his head in his hands.

"I-I'm sorry...I do not know what came over me..." Tony stuttered. Loki cocked an eyebrow and touched his fingers to his lips, trying to process what just happened.

"What was that?" Loki asked softly. Tony looked up at him curiously.

"Uh...it's called a kiss. Don't tell me you have never been kissed before." Tony asked softly. Loki looked down at the floor, not really knowing how to respond. "So that was your first kiss?" Loki nodded ever so slightly. Tony smiled. "May I show you what a real kiss feels like?" Tony figured he might as well let his libido take over from here. Not really caring that he was a male and apparently a virgin since he had never been kissed, right? Loki nodded again. Tony stood and placed his arms around Loki's neck, placing a soft kiss on the god's cheek before doing the same to his lips. Tony's tongue darted out to lick at Loki's bottom lip and he could feel the Liesmith tense. Tony pulled back and looked him in the eye. "It's okay. I don't plan on hurting you."

Loki nodded and Tony kissed his lips again, this time Tony was allowed to slip his tongue into the cool mouth, tasting a sort of mintiness to Loki. He liked it. He got more confident when Loki wrapped his arms around Tony's back. Stark smiled into the kiss as he broke apart from Loki cause unfortunately one needed to breathe.

"Come with me?" Tony asked softly. Loki hesitated before giving a soft nod. Tony smiled and took Loki's hand, guiding him to his bedroom. The inventor guided Loki into the bedroom and locked the door behind him. Loki looked around the room, seeming a little nervous. Stark couldn't believe that Loki of all people was nervous when he could easily kill him at any given time. "What's the matter Loki." The way Tony said his name made Loki's skin crawl, but there was no way Loki was going to show that to Tony.

"Nothing is wrong." The god lied.

"I am not convinced." Tony stated as he walked over, pulling Loki into a kiss again. Loki couldn't understand why this was happening and why he was letting it happen, but for some reason he was enjoying the attention. He never felt like this before and he surely wasn't about to give it up. While lost in thought, Tony managed to walk Loki to the edge of the bed. Loki froze when the back of his knees hit the bed. He turned and looked at the bed and back to Tony and something appeared in Loki's eyes. He was scared and Tony noticed. "What is bothering you? I can see the fear in your eyes." Loki gritted his teeth and tried to force Stark out of his way, but Tony didn't budge. He was intent on discovering what was bothering Loki so much. "Please tell me...I swear on my life I will take what you tell me to my grave. I promise." Tony pleaded. He wasn't sure why he wanted to know so much about Loki. Maybe it was the genius in him wanting to learn about what made Loki tick. Or maybe he was growing attached to the guy that tried to kill him, something similar to knighting gale syndrome. He wasn't sure.

"I just...heh...For once in my life I am afraid...I've never done anything like this before...and I never even thought about doing something like this with a man..." Loki looked down at the floor. Tony sighed and lifted his face. The soft glow from his reactor highlighting Loki's face ever so nicely.

"You have nothing to fear. You are a god after all." Tony smirked and kissed his cheek. "How about this, if I do something that hurts you, then I give you permission to hit me. Sound fair?" Tony bartered. Loki thought about it for a moment before he nodded. Tony smiled and pulled Loki into a hug and Loki tensed again. The touch still somewhat foreign to him. The only person to hug him like this was his mother and he highly doubted that it counted. Before he knew it, Loki was lying on the bed with Tony on top of him. He felt vulnerable and he didn't like it. As if reading his mind, Tony flipped them to where Loki was on top of him. The Liesmith seemed confused and not exactly sure what he was supposed to do. Well he knew what to do, he just was still trying to decide if he wanted to do this. The god was brought out of his thoughts when Tony placed his hand on his cheek. "It's okay. Just do whatever feels right. Okay?" Loki relaxed a little and nodded, moving to straddle Tony's hips.

Tony groaned a little as he felt Loki move against his groin when he shifted. The god gave a small smile and leaned forward, letting his tongue dart out and lick at the inventor's neck. Tony leaned his head to the side to give Loki more room to work with. The god of lies bit down onto his neck, a little harder than Tony would have liked, but he just let Loki do what he wanted.

Satisfied that he left a descent enough mark, Loki leaned up a little and kissed Tony, this time forcing his tongue into the inventor's mouth. The Liesmith ran his hands along Tony's chest, fingers tracing around the arc reactor. Tony moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Loki's back.

Deciding that things were moving too slow, Tony rolled them back over to where he was on top. Loki tensed up but didn't push Tony away. As if trying to reassure Loki, Tony kissed his forehead and placed a trail of kisses down the god's chest, abdomen, until he reached the top of Loki's pants. The inventor slowly undid them and began moving them down Loki's slender legs along with his undergarment until they were thrown to the floor. Loki's face flushed a soft pink color as he was exposed to the mortal's eyes.

"You're beautiful, Loki." Tony smiled and leaned up to capture the Liesmith's lips.

"Thank you..." Loki whispered against Stark's lips when they broke apart. Tony smirked and took Loki's length in hand, stroking him gently. A small moan escaped the god's lips. He had never let anyone touch him like this before. It was foreign and felt oh so good. Tony chuckled softly as Loki arched into the touch. The inventor leaned down and let his tongue move over Loki's length, feeling the god's body shiver beneath him. He then took as much of the god into his mouth as he could. Loving the sound that the god made as he was suddenly surrounded by heat.

"S-Stark..." Loki moaned as he tried not to buck up into that delicious heat. Said inventor pinned Loki's hips down and massaged his thigh with his thumb. Humming softly, Tony began to lick and suck at the god's length. He could feel Loki squirming under his touch. He thought it slightly humorous that he had a god writhing beneath him. He released the Liesmith and crawled back over top of Loki, capturing his lips again. Those lips have become his addiction.

Tony groaned as his pants were becoming too tight. As if knowing what the problem was, Loki hesitantly reached down and worked at the clasp of the inventor's pants. Once Loki got them undone, Tony shimmied out of them, along with his boxers, and tossed them to the floor like the god's before. Loki looked Tony up and down, smiling slightly.

"Like what you see oh god of mischief?" Tony chuckled. Loki gave a small chuckle as well and nodded his approval before flipping them over again. Tony looked up at him questioningly. Loki only smiled and attached his lips to one of Stark's nipples, earning him a small gasp from the inventor. Encouraged to continue, the god of lies brought his hand up to tweak the other nipple, trying to mimic what he was doing with his mouth. Nipping, licking, and worrying the bud with his teeth.

Tony arched up into the god's touches, moaning softly. "Loki...please...need more." Loki looked up in slight confusion until the inventor rubbed their arousal's together. Loki nodded and leaned back and the inventor took the god's hand and sucked on three of his fingers. Making sure he got them good and wet before making the god run his fingers along his chest and down to his entrance, shivering slightly. Loki watched and his eyes widened at what Stark was implying.

"You want me to top?" The god asked, slightly intrigued that the genius wanted to be dominated. Tony nodded and Loki decided he didn't need any other assurance as he slipped a finger into the inventor, pulling a hiss from Tony's lips. The god stopped moving and watched Tony's face. When he no longer showed signs of pain, Loki continued moving his finger, getting the inventor used to the feeling. He then added a second finger and Tony hissed again as he gripped the sheets tightly. Loki twisted and scissored his fingers, trying to stretch the inventor out before adding the third finger. Tony let out a groan of pain. He wished he knew it was going to hurt this much before he let Loki top, but then again he did say he didn't want to cause him pain so he just had to deal.

When Tony started moving against Loki's fingers, he knew that the genius was ready. He pulled his fingers out and used his magic to make a bottle of lube appear. He poured some into his hand and slicked his length with it. He placed the bottle on the nightstand and then positioned himself at Tony's entrance.

"Are you sure you want this, Stark?"

"Tony."

"Pardon?"

"Call me Tony...please."

"Alright. Are you sure you want this, Tony?" The inventor just nodded and braced himself, trying to keep himself relaxed. Loki pushed himself in slowly, groaning at how tight Tony was. The inventor's knuckles were white from how tightly he was gripping at the sheets, trying desperately to stay relaxed. Once Loki was completely inside of Tony he stayed still, waiting for Tony to give the okay to move. It wasn't long before Tony started to loosen his grip on the sheets.

"M-Move..." Tony pleaded as he bucked his hips slightly. The action causing a deep moan to escape from Loki's throat. The Liesmith did not need to be told twice as he pulled out most of the way and thrust back in hard, loving the deep growl/hiss he received from the inventor's lips. He leaned down and kissed the genius passionately as he set a steady rhythm of thrusts. Tony's moans silenced by Loki's lips as the god drank them in greedily. Never knowing how much he needed this, needed him. He had never felt like this before and towards a mortal no less, but he liked it and did not plan on giving it up.

Before long, Loki felt himself getting close to release and wrapped his cool, slender fingers around Tony's member. The inventor gasped at the sudden attention to his neglected cock. The Liesmith stroked the genius in time with his thrusts until Tony came hard across their stomachs and Loki's hand, screaming the god's name. With the inventor's walls closing tightly around him, Loki came deep within Tony and rode out his orgasm, moaning the inventor's name as he did so. The god collapsed on top of Tony and panting heavily.

After a few minutes of recovering, Loki pulled out of Tony slowly and lay beside him, curling up into his side. Stark gave a small smile at the god's actions. The inventor wrapped his arm around the Liesmith and pulled him closer, leaning to kiss the god's forehead.

"That...was amazing...Tony." Loki breathed against said inventor's ear.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." Tony chuckled softly. "I love you, Loki."

"I never knew someone could ever love a monster, but I'm glad that you at least do." Loki grinned and wrapped his arm across Tony's chest, falling into a deep sleep.

"How could I not?" Tony asked the sleeping form as he kissed the god on the forehead again before following him into sleep.

*The End*

Well I hope everyone enjoyed this. This is my first time writing Frost Iron and my first time slashing real people. Meaning not shipping anime or video game characters. Please leave comments, suggestions, haters will be ignored, constructive criticism is always welcome. If you think I should make more to this then please let me know. I will be more than happy to write more chapters or a squeal.