Warning: MATURE SEXUAL CONTENTS!, M/M, A bit of Tony/Loki on the side...

This is a request by kimmy cakes so all credits for the idea go to her and her sparkling imagination! Seriously, there are more stories with those two on the way and they are all her doing and they are h-o-t! XD Well, I hope I did justice to the original plot and I hope you all like it. Please let me know through a much appreciated review! XD ENJOY!

Also, I do NOT own the Avengers or any of the characters!

Stroking the Flame

'This is completely unnecessary.' Loki rolled his eyes to emphasise just how stupid he thought the whole thing was but Thor didn't slow down his steps. His hand held Loki's wrist securely, not painfully, and he dragged the unwilling trickster behind him across the Bifrost like a stern father would a petulant child.

'Loki we are not having this discussion again. You are coming with me to Midgard until I deal with this and that is final. It's not safe for you here.' Loki threw a sidelong glance in Thor's direction but the other didn't notice and he quickly moved his eyes away. Maybe he should have been honest with the other man?... Then again, he was Loki. People expected a bit of trickery when he was involved and he did have a reputation to keep.

'You're overreacting. I was perfectly safe.' Thor stopped so suddenly Loki nearly crashed into his back. The god of storms whirled around and grasped the slighter man's shoulders, forcing Loki's startled eyes to settle on his hard blue ones.

'You were nearly raped twice Loki! I'm not overreacting and you are not safe. I trust the Avengers on Midgard and I know they'll keep you out of harm's way until I deal with the soldiers who thought of having their way with you. I can promise you their punishment will be agonising and lasting.' Loki gulped and would have gladly stepped away from the angry blond but the hands on his shoulders prevented him from running away. He'd only seen such a foreboding look on Thor's face a handful of times in all their years of life and he knew it would be impossible to rationalise with the man when he got like that. It was like trying to yell over thunder.

'Thor…' Loki glanced at his feet, trying to muster the courage to speak the truth but in all honesty he feared the consequences. He'd never meant his little trick to get so out of hand and he didn't want the men who were unfortunate enough to get caught with their hands on him to get punished but if he told Thor the truth now, he feared the man would throw him over the edge of the Bifrost in his fury. His heart shrunk at the thought and his jaw snapped firmly closed. Fortunately Thor took this sign of obvious discomfort as trauma Loki supposedly suffered at the mercy of the brutish soldiers.

'It's alright brother. When you'll get back no man will dare lay a finger on you.' Loki sighed and nodded meekly, refusing to meet Thor's eyes. How the hell was he supposed to tell the oaf he had been the one to invite the men into his chambers and there had been nothing forced upon him. He'd tried to breach the subject of his preference for men a few times with Thor but he always chickened out and Thor was adamant in his backwards belief that two men simply could not be together in that way. Like father like son… And then there was the fact that it was spring and, being a Jotun by nature, it was mating season. Loki's hormones were all over the place and it took all his substantial will power not to jump everything that moved. It was why he'd been careless enough to get caught by Thor twice…. There had been many, many, many other times Thor had no idea of. Many times! It wasn't like Loki wanted the men to get punished for doing nothing wrong… It was just that when Thor stumbled upon the scene he automatically jumped to the wrong conclusion and he just didn't correct him…. That wasn't technically speaking lying….

'What makes you think I'll be safe in Midgard? Your little human friends want me dead more than anyone in the nine realms.' Loki was slowly reforming his character, having been given a second chance by the new king, none other than his adoring older brother, but he understood why many still wanted to slit his throat. Thor dragged him back to Midgard on a few occasions so the Avengers could see he'd changed, mostly for the better, and so he could occasionally help when matters of magic were involved. At first he'd had to stand close to Thor almost all of the time, so he could use him as a human shield if worst came to worst, but after the fourth visit they began relaxing around him. They still distrusted him and showed it but compared to the Asgardian court they were a pleasure to be around. Loki was confident he could defend himself if things got heated anyway though he doubted Thor would forgive him if he accidentally killed his entourage….

'They don't want you dead. They were a little… weary of you at first but I think they're ready to believe you've changed, as long as you don't play anymore tricks on them.' That part of Loki hadn't changed. 'And since they are my friends, they will take you in if I ask them to. I trust them with my life.'

'Yes, but I don't trust them with mine.' Loki mumbled the sentence under his breath but he knew Thor heard him from the way his fingers tightened slightly around his wrist. They could see the end of the Bifrost now and Loki spotted Heimdall in his shining gold armour and his impressive broadsword firmly planted between his feet. Loki wondered if the all-seeing guardian knew his secret…. He'd learned to shroud himself away from the man's vigilant sight since he discovered he could use magic but since it was spring and he wasn't in the soundest of minds maybe he got clumsy. Loki tried desperately to recall if he'd remembered to cast the spell before he lost himself in the frenzy of the moment. Before the men had their hands all over him and their mouths…. Before they ripped away his clothes and clawed at his eager flesh. Suddenly he didn't want to remember anymore and he bit the inside of his cheek, fighting down the heat beginning to take over his usually cool self.

'Heimdall, we need to go to Midgard. As close to the residence of Tony Stark as possible.' The giant of a man swept his brilliant gold eyes over them. They rested on Loki and the trickster suddenly found great interest in the interchangeable colours of the rainbow bridge.

'I know where you are going Thor.' Loki could feel the gold eyes still fixed on him and he understood Heimdall knew. He didn't know how, but he understood and fear trickled down his back in the form of cold sweat. He sucked in a sharp breath and prayed Thor wouldn't notice how tense he suddenly became. 'You may pass. I will open the bridge for you now.' When the gold guard moved away, Loki felt a weight lift off his shoulders and his legs nearly gave way with the relief. He realized Thor let go of his arm at some point and he twisted it behind his back, clasping his hands into fists as he was known to do when he was nervous. He was too proud of a character to let any other visible signs of weakness show and he walked perfectly straight behind Thor to where Heimdall was standing with his sword, ready to activate the bridge.

'Thor, I still don't think this is the best course of action. I'll be safest right here, with you and an army of the best fighters in the nine realms.' Loki knew it was useless but he had to try one last time. Not that he didn't look forwards to getting away from Thor for a little while, especially when he was in heat, but he doubted the Avengers were going to be more understanding. Then again, some of them didn't seem all that bright… He was convinced he could have a little fun with at least one of them and they were sure to enjoy his company too. It was a win, win situation. Loki wondered why he hadn't come to that conclusion sooner and put it down to his brain being in scrambles due to overactive hormones. Maybe he should have been the one to suggest going to Midgard!

'My decision is final.' Loki felt irritation flare inside him at Thor thinking he could decide things for him but he quickly fought it back. Thor was king now and he had to play nice, for as long as possible, especially since Thor was the only one keeping a bunch of other people who were out for his head at a safe distance. If Thor decided to throw him out of the castle, or worse yet, out of Asgard then he was in big trouble…

'Alright then. Since your mind is made up…' Loki felt Heimdall's knowing eyes on him again and this time he met the ancient gaze. He hoped the reason why the guardian didn't rat him out, yet, was because he understood why he held back the truth from his hard-headed king. Loki planed on coming clean to Thor, just not right that moment. He had to tackle the subject delicately and once Thor was plenty drunk he resolved to do just that.

'Are you both ready?' Thor nodded firmly and Loki mirrored the gesture after heaving another exhausted sigh. He doubted this was going to be a fun trip for him…. Heimdall plunged his sword into the keyhole with a powerful thrust and bright lights enveloped the two gods, the bridge sending them flying through the canopy of stars to their destination.


'So why are you really here?' Loki glanced up, one eyebrow raised questioningly, the book he'd been distracting himself with still between his fingers. Tony moved casually past him and leaned against the counter, his arms crossed in a subconsciously defensive manner across his chest. Loki regarded the human idly for a handful of seconds before deciding to play along for lack of anything more entertaining.

'Meaning?'

'Come on Loks, you know I'm smarter than Rapunzel over there. Thor said you were attacked or something but I've seen you fight. I find it hard to believe you got your ass kicked that easily.' Loki realized Thor didn't go into details about his alleged attack. Probably the first intelligent decision he'd made since…well, since Loki knew him.

'Aw, you think so highly of me? I'm touched.' Loki smirked at Tony and the man narrowed his eyes. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to annoy the man who could kick him into the streets but Loki couldn't help himself. It was so much fun to see the genius flare his nostrils and tense his muscles in almost imperceptible signs of annoyance. Loki also thought it made the man look positively mouth-watering and he mentally slapped the thought away before it could take root. It had only been a day since he'd had sex and he was burning up. He was glad he was sitting down and he crossed his legs to hide his discomfort, also grateful at his uncanny ability to keep a perfectly straight face even in the worst of situations.

'I'm serious here Frosty. Big brother is not in charge of this castle so if you piss me off I will hand you over to Fury. I'm sure he had a nice glass cage with your name on it.' Loki knew the human was serious even if he insisted on calling him by such ridiculous nicknames.

'Hm, so I'm to understand your agreement with Thor means nothing?' He knew Thor asked the Iron Man to look after Loki for a little while. They were at Tony's personal mansion, one of them, somewhere of the coast of someplace. Loki had to admit his Midgardian geography was a little rusty… Bruce Banner was also there and Steve Rogers was supposed to drop by soon though the place was enormous enough for them to spend days and never intercept paths. It was nowhere as impressive as the palace he and Thor grew up in but it was cute for a human's residence, especially since they thought it was so spacious. Loki decided it would be best for him not to share that last bit with the owner…

'No, what I said is that I'd look after you and I think a glass cage still fills my end of the bargain. No one can get to you and you can't get to anyone. See my point?' Loki's lips twitched into a sly smile.

'I certainly do. And they call me a trickster…' Loki glanced back at the book, silently dismissing Tony but the man was having none of that.

'Now back to my earlier question, why are you really here? And don't bother changing the subject again.'

'Persistent too? You're the full package.' Loki could tell the man was not amused by the narrowing eyes and he barely supressed a shiver of want. 'Alright, I guess I can tell you but you have to swear you won't speak of this with anyone else.' Tony arched an eyebrow but extended a hand. Loki read about the Midgardian tradition of 'shaking on it' and grasped the extended hand with his own. 'Thor is under the impression I was nearly raped by some Asgardian soldiers but… he got it slightly wrong.' Tony hadn't expected that! Thor told him Loki had been attacked but he'd assumed people wanted to kick his skinny little ass which didn't really surprise him. He didn't think of the possibility of Loki being sexually attacked. He softened his approach a little…

'What do you mean, he got it slightly wrong?' Loki hesitated, wondering if it was the best decision to trust the human, but he concluded there was little the man could do with the knowledge. Maybe he would even tell Thor and once the cat was out of the bag… well that was another bridge to cross altogether.

'I'm not sure how things are here on Midgard but in Asgard the love between two men is not viewed in an altogether favourable light. It's tolerated but not when you're of royal descent. Plus, Thor is especially thick skulled and that can be an especially tricky problem….' Tony's eyes were growing wider and wider with each spoken word.

'So let me see if I'm getting this straight here. No pun intended.' Loki rolled his eyes but the corners of his mouth did twitch. 'Thor caught you in bed with another man-'

'Men. Plural.' Loki enjoyed the way Tony blinked at that one. It was fun catching the know-it-all rich boy off guard.

'Wow! So he caught you doing the hanky panky and obviously freaked out but that still doesn't explain why he thinks you were being…. ' Tony trailed off and gesticulated with his hand incoherently but Loki understood the message.

'I'm not sure what hanky panky means but I have a general understanding of what you're so eloquently trying to say.' It was Tony's turn to roll his eyes. 'As for your question, Thor just jumped to that conclusion because he can't possible fathom I could be so deprived of morals. Clearly he doesn't know me very well.' Tony regarded the trickster silently while Loki tried to play off the flicker of hurt with sarcasm. He understood that defensive mechanism all too well.

'And you didn't correct him because?...' Loki looked off to the side, a fresh wave of shame washing over him.

'I tried, several times but he's not as easy to get through as you might think.' Tony never saw Loki look vulnerable before and found himself nearing him. He leaned over so he was close to the trickster, only the surface of the counter separating them. He wanted to catch the guy in a lie, if there really was one.

'Sounds to me like you're just making excuses.' Loki moved his forest green eyes along Tony's face, purposely slow, his lips opening slightly only to catch the human's own eyes falling to them like a predator zoning in on his prey. Tony couldn't deny the guy was attractive but that was about the extent of his interest in the god of lies. Loki knew that but he was in heat and he wanted someone to bend him over the counter and have their wicked way with him. It only took a bit of playing the vulnerable act to have Tony forget about his distrust and drop his defences. With a little more work he would have the human exactly where he wanted him….

'Your ears work just fine then.' Tony scoffed, drawing a little closer. He wondered where that anger from before went off to and why Loki's eyes suddenly looked so hypnotising. When the god leaned in and closed the last of the distance between their lips Tony knew he should pull away but the way Loki's lips moved against him drew him further into the kiss. It wasn't like he hadn't slept with other men before… He briefly associated Loki with a siren and he realized this was exactly what it felt like. He had no intention of doing anything with the guy but something was drawing him in and before he knew it he was sticking his tongue down the ex-villain's throat. Hands moved to tangle in his short hair and Tony delved deeper into the fleshy cavern.

Somehow they moved along the counter without tearing their lips apart and he was lifting Loki to sit on the white surface. Tony suddenly drew away like his lips had been burned and he looked wide-eyed at Loki's lust darkened irises. What the fuck was he doing?! He swallowed audibly, trying to calm the raging inferno inside him, but before he could put some much needed distance between himself and the intoxicating god, Loki's lips were covering his again and he was twisting their tongues together with some serious skill. Tony had to admit he was jealous of the man's technique….

'STARK!' The man literally jumped away and they both turned to look at a very flabbergast Thor. Loki slid off the counter and took a step away, getting out of Thor's line of sight. Fortunately his protective brother's glare was fully focused on the unfortunate man petrified a step away from him.

'Okay…I know what this looks like but-'

'I trusted you! To think you are just as bestial as the men who attacked Loki before! I know about your adventurous past, being no prude myself, but I didn't think you would be as despicable as to attack my brother.' Stark glanced at Loki who was careful to avoid the beseeching look. He's thought Thor was already gone, they both had.

'Big guy, you got it all wrong-'

'Silence!' Loki and Tony both flinched at the force of Thor's voice. At least he didn't have Mjolnir in his hand so that was good… A deafening silence settled over the room while they waited for Thor to speak again. 'I have no choice but leave Loki here for the time being but if I find you laid an indecent hand on him again our friendship will be over! I will bring the might of Mjolnir upon you and with it lightning and thunder will follow! Do not cross me a second time son of Stark!' Loki wished desperately the earth would just open up and swallow him whole. Little did he know Tony was thinking the same thing…

Before another word could be said, Thor stormed towards Loki and grabbed his wrist. He proceeded to drag him out of the room. Before he left, Loki managed to mouth an apology to the frozen man and Tony blinked, words still failing him. Why was it that whenever those two came around shit happened? Was it so hard to just behave normally?! Tony sorely missed the times when remembering his sex partner's name was his biggest worry…. Now he had to look forwards to the might of Mjolnir!

'I have to update my suit…'


It was the middle of the night and Loki couldn't take it any longer. He felt like his skin was on fire and even the soft touch of the thin sheets was enough to make him shudder. Even the sweet relief of sleep was denied him! He craved another's touch and the need was harder and harder to ignore. He'd resisted for two whole days, which was a damn miracle! In all honesty, he would have given in far sooner if only he had the option. Since his unpleasant run-in with Thor, Tony was avoiding him like the plague, to the point he would turn and leave if Loki happened to be in the same room. Normally he would find the human's behaviour amusing but he was irritated at Thor for spooking the man to that extant. The other two had been avoiding him too. Banner locked himself in some room in the attic where he was conducting research and frankly Loki had no intention of pursuing him. He still had nightmares of the Hulk sometimes…. Rogers was his current best bet but he'd been on some mission for Fury and had only returned earlier that night. If he had to work his charm to get under Tony's defence then it would take a few days to chip away at Steve's resistance. The guy was a goody-goody…

Holding back a scream of sheer frustration, Loki rolled out of bed, welcoming the cool air on his exposed skin. He was only wearing a pair of loose pants and even that seemed to be too much. He decided to take a walk, hoping the pacing would settle his mind a little or at least provide a distraction. He'd never gone against his nature during heat season like this before and it was a torture. He had excellent self-restraint and he was crumbling at an alarming speed. He could only wonder at how someone weak-willed would handle his current predicament. The thought made him shiver and he feared that if he didn't do something about it he could very well end up in their shoes. He wished Clint was there as well. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent still looked at him like he yearned to shoot an arrow right between his eyes but Loki had delved into the hidden contents of his mind when he'd brainwashed him into doing his beading. He knew the man found him attractive and he knew what buttons to push for a very rewarding and satisfying round of angry sex. Another shiver rippled through him and this one had nothing to do with fear.

Loki's soft steps made no sound as he made his way down the corridors. He figured a breath of cool air would help and was heading for the main entrance. The mansion was large enough to have an elevator and Loki decided he didn't have the patience to walk down the flight of mahogany stairs. He felt like he wanted to claw his own skin off just to relive the burning. He hastily stepped into the metal compartment and pressed the descending button, hoping from one foot to the other in impatience while he waited for the agonising wait to be over. When the door slid open he paused. The corridor before him didn't look familiar… There was a light coming from a room a few feet away and he took a step towards it. The floor was cool and he glanced down to see it was metallic. Another step and his sharp ears picked up on sounds of life in the absolute silence. It sounded like hard breathing and dull thuds which reminded him of warriors training against wooden dummies. With sudden realization he understood exactly where he was. This must have been Stark's training room and one of the men was using it. He doubted it was Banner since the man was clearly not a fighter, not unless he was Hulk and he didn't need to train when in that form. That left two possibilities… Both equally appealing.

Feeling far more certain now that he knew what he was walking towards, Loki neared the open door and stopped once he was immersed in the florescent light. He'd hoped it would be Steve… He stood motionless in the doorway, letting his eyes wander over the working plains of muscles. The man had his back to him as he mercilessly hit a punching bag, his numerous back muscles trembling with the effort and making Loki's mouth go dry. Copious rivers of perspiration cascaded down the exposed skin and when it caught the light it gave it an unearthly shine. Loki felt another of his few remaining cords of self-restraint snap apart at the sight and he took a step into the room before he realised it. Finally Steve realised he was no longer alone and he turned around, ready to face an opponent only to pause when his eyes fell on a smirking Loki.

'Don't feel like you have to stop on my account.' Steve straightened, his breathing still laboured from the heavy workout and he regarded Loki wearily. He was of the mind the guy really had changed, or at least was trying, and was perfectly willing to give him a second chance but only a complete idiot dropped his guard completely when Loki was involved. He may not be a villain anymore but he was still prone to playing the occasional trick… Last time Steve dropped his guard Loki turned him into a lizard for a whole day and it had NOT been a fun experience!

'What are you doing up so late Loki?' Steve watched Loki lean casually against the doorframe. Seeing the guy in such an unthreatening posture eased some of his own tension and he began unwrapping the protective bandages from around his knuckles.

'I didn't realize there was a curfew.' Steve raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged nonchalantly. 'I couldn't sleep and I thought a little walk would help. I didn't intend to interrupt you midnight workout. Is it something you do often?'

'Nope but after a mission usually I'm wound up and I have to get rid of all that excess adrenalin somehow.' Steve had his eyes focused on his task and missed Loki's widening grin.

'Then carry on with your exercise. I won't get in the way, you have my word.' Steve didn't know what Loki's word was worth but chose not to question it. 'Do you mind if I sit and observe though? Like I mentioned, I can't sleep and I'm curious how you Midgardians train.'

'Sure. I don't see a problem with that.' Steve finished removing the last of the bandages and he stretched his powerful arms behind his back. Loki followed the movement hungrily and was grateful Steve wasn't focused on him. He reminded himself he had to tread lightly when dealing with the good Captain. He didn't want to scare him away….

Loki watched Steve get down on the floor and begin to do sit-ups. Simply seeing those strong limbs at work was enough to unravel him and Loki had to dig his fingers into his own flesh to keep himself from jumping the human. He silently kept count and when he reached 100, Steve got back to his feet but Loki could see he was still buzzing with unspent energy. Perhaps it was time to show the man a type of exercise which would be beneficial to them both. Loki smirked, attracting Steve's attention and began walking towards him with slow, languid movements.

'You're too tense. At this rate it won't matter how many push-ups you do, you won't get rid of that excess adrenalin until you drop of sheer exhaustion. If you don't relax, you'll be here all night and still hoping from one foot to the other the next morning.' Loki was one step away from Steve who stood his ground, curious at the trickster's friendly manner. Sure Loki wasn't fighting them anymore but he'd never tried to make friend either. He usually sneered at them when they said something stupid or ignored them altogether.

'You seem to know a lot about this.' Loki circled Steve, running his eyes over the man's body like he was eyeing a prise horse at a market.

'I grew up in a warrior worshiping society. I never fit the profile due to my lean built but I've helped Thor in his training plenty of times. I can help you relax, if you'll let me.' Loki stopped behind Steve and the soldier had to look over his shoulder to see him.

'Help me how?' Loki smiled innocently but Steve knew the god well enough to listen to his alarm bells. When Loki placed a gentle touch on his shoulders, his fingers applying just enough pressure to smooth out his muscles, he nearly jumped away but decided at the last moment there was nothing to get paranoid about. Right?...

'A simple massage. I'm told I'm quite good at giving them and I know for a fact they work.' Loki began moving his hands along the length of the tense shoulders and Steve began to automatically relax. Damn, Loki really was good at that…

'Guess there's nothing wrong with it. You're really good at this.' Steve felt knots he hadn't even known he had relax under Loki's experienced ministration. The fingers ran in circles down his shoulder blades and Steve sucked in a sharp breath.

'You should see what I can do if I have some oil.' Steve didn't question why Loki was whispering, choosing to wave aside the bells he'd been so careful to listen to before and lose himself in the feel of Loki's hands running all along his back instead. 'You and Thor are so similar…' Loki was moving along Steve's spine and it made him feel weird, in a very pleasant way.

'In what way?' He had his eyes closed and his only regret was not having a bed to lie on….

'You both have similar muscular builds but you are slightly leaner. Unlike my brother you value speed over strength, correct?' Steve nodded, not trusting himself to speak when Loki's fingers were working their magic on his tense waist. 'You also both work yourselves into frenzies and need someone else to take the edge off.' Loki was just running his palms over the smooth flesh now and Steve sighed with the pleasure of it all.

'With a massage you mean?' Loki smiled to himself, letting his fingers do the walking, having already warped the human's mind enough for him not to realize he was no longer getting a message so much as seductive caresses. Loki yearned to press his lips to the muscles but he held that impulse back, for now.

'For starters.' Loki pulled his hands away and Steve snapped his eyes open. He felt disappointment well inside him and barely supressed a groan. He watched Loki when the man moved to stand before him, a wicked smile on his lips. 'If you lie down I can take care of you better.' Steve's mind was cleared off the fog a little, enough to question Loki's words. He looked into the green eyes, definitely noting they were darker than before and the slight flush across the trickster's cheeks. He swallowed drily.

'What did you mean about taking the edge off?' Steve didn't move back when Loki pressed his palms across his pectorals, his fingers moving in idle but soothing circles across the flesh. They were close, far too close for Loki's breach of his personal space to be accidental.

'Well, in my brother's case, he would usually bring a maiden to his bed. Sometimes he would bring two or three, depending on how tense he was…' Loki suddenly pushed him and Steve tripped backwards, not having realised the other slipped his leg under his. He was a trained soldier so he easily cushioned his fall with his hands but it gave Loki just enough time to jump in his lap and pin him down, his palms still pressed to his chest but far firmer now. 'But in your case, one should suffice.'

'Loki what are you thinking?!' Loki knew they both knew exactly what he had in mind but he found the man's skittishness endearing, especially since he was so much bigger than him and could probably throw him off if he wanted to.

'Me? I'm just finishing up your massage. You agreed to let me help you relax, or so I recall anyway. Would you like me to stop?' Loki ran his fingers along Steve's chest, watching as the soldier visibly loosened up, letting the man know exactly what he would be turning down. Steve tried to focus but it was hard when he couldn't seem to breathe properly. He didn't remember the room being that hot…

'No… Don't stop.' Loki grinned knowingly and moved his hands along Steve's arms, applying more pressure and feeling heat rush through his veins now that the human was studying his every movement with searing intensity. Once satisfied with his work on the man's maddeningly firm arms, Loki returned his attention back to Steve's core. He pressed on his abdomen, just hard enough to knock the breath out of his lungs and eased up so Steve could inhale a deep breath before he repeated the procedure. Before he realised it, Steve was breathing rhythmically and moving along with Loki's hands, doing exactly as the trickster wanted him to do.

'Even your neck is tense. When's the last time you relaxed?' Loki pressed his thumbs on either side of the Adam's apple and began running them along the column of flesh, feeling the jumping pulse below the surface. Loki wondered what that pressure would feel like against his tongue and had to bite his bottom lip again, running his tongue over the apparent indents of his incisors.

'It's been a rough couple of weeks with the last mission. I didn't have time to relax.' Loki arched an eyebrow wondering just how long it was since Steve actually had sex. If he understood the soldier's character at all, and he was fairly certain he did, casual sex was not a reoccurring habit of his. All the more fun for him!

'No wonder you're so tense…' Loki moved lower down the man's waist, moving down the quivering stomach. He kept his eyes firmly locked to Steve's as his rear brushed not so accidentally against another part of the man which was quite clearly becoming tense. Steve's eyes widened and he tried to sit up but Loki held him down by pressing against his chest. Fortunately the guy didn't fight him seriously on this. 'My, my. Even this part of you is tense. There's no helping it, I'll have to take care of that too.' Steve couldn't quite believe what he was hearing, not until Loki bucked his hips again. The pleasure of the friction had Steve's breath quickening and he swallowed drily.

'Loki, I don't know if this is such a good idea…' The god of chaos knew Steve was only protested to keep up appearances. He licked his lips seductively, grinning when the soldier's eyes followed his tongue. He continued to moves his hips, causing more friction between their clothed flesh, noting the way Steve's member jumped with growing vigour at his ministrations. He felt the muscles under his fingertips tremble and he knew he had the man exactly where he wanted him.

'What are you afraid of? Nobody will know and you can't deny you want me. I can feel your lust.' To prove his point Loki rocked his hips harder than before and Steve sucked in a sharp gasp. 'You can't lie to the god of lies.' Loki leaned down until his lips were an inch from the human's, their heated breaths mingling as he whispered. 'I can get rid of that tension and make you feel really good. All you have to do is give into your desires….' Steve congratulated himself for having the self-restraint to hold back until Loki finished speaking before he was devouring the trickster's eager mouth. His tongue delved inside the welcoming jaws and twisted with Loki's. Back when they were enemies he recalled Thor calling Loki Silver-Tongue and the nickname seemed to take on a whole new meaning when Loki decided to take control of the kiss. The way he moved his lips and tongue around Steve's was making the human light-headed and the way Loki continued to slowly buck his hips didn't help.

Steve felt long fingers trail down his chest and stomach until they were sliding inside his sweat-pants. A guttural groan broke free from him, reverberating through his heaving chest, when skilled fingers touched his erection and Loki continued his massage. He bit on the blond's lower lip just as he applied more pressure to the hot flesh in his hand and happily swallowed the man's traitorous moan. He sucked on Steve's tongue, drawing it back into his mouth, while he toyed with the twitching member, seeing how much he could tease before the human's patience snapped. He knew Steve was one of the more level-headed of the Avengers, with the exception of Banner who had nerves of steel even Loki envied, so he was looking forwards to this little game. He moved his fingers slowly, enclosing the full girth of the member between them, happy to find it was of considerable size. He rubbed a fingertip against the slit at the tip of the head and watched as Steve's eyes rolled back and his hips automatically bucked into his hand. Loki wondered what the man would do if he used his tongue, considering his hand had such an impact on him… If he wasn't so close to going out of his mind with unspent lust he would have pursued that trail of thought further but he file the idea for later use instead. There was no doubt in Loki's mind he would be having fun with the human soldier again, especially if he was stuck on Midgard while in heat. The next time it would be even easier to coax him into sex and before long he was certain Steve would be the one to seek him out. He looked forwards to that time…

Steve suddenly bucked violently and Loki was nearly thrown off. He lost his concentration for a second and hadn't realised he'd sped up his rhythm, driving the soldier to the edge of impending climax far quicker than he'd intended. So much for testing the man's patience… Loki studied Steve's expression and was satisfied to see it contorted in exquisite pleasure. He chuckled when the man's eyes snapped open once he drew his hand away from Steve's cock. The soldier looked at him as if he'd done something unforgivable and he understood completely how unpleasant it was to be so close to climax and have it be denied at the last moment. It was agonising but Loki was sure Steve could bear that little torture for a short period of time.

'Why did you stop?' Steve almost didn't recognise his deepened voice. He flexed his arms and sat up, pressing his chest to Loki's, their lips drawing dangerously close again. The movement caused Loki to slide into Steve's lap and the friction tore gasps from both of them.

'It wouldn't be fair if you were the only one who had all the fun… Besides, do you honestly want this to end so quickly?' Steve felt their lips brush against each other with each softly spoken word and it was all he could do not to shove his tongue down Loki's throat again. He couldn't understand why the guy was having such an effect of him all of a sudden and he decided to put it down to his lack of sex in the past couple of weeks. He had no way of knowing Loki was naturally releasing pheromones while in heat which made him positively mouth-watering to anyone who got too close. Even Loki wasn't aware of it…

'I want you to stop teasing me.' Steve was moving his hands along Loki's back, doing the touching for the first time, and he narrowed his eyes when the trickster's breathing became more laboured. He ran his blunt nails down the length of Loki's spine and Loki dug his fingers into his shoulders. He took that as a good sign and he moved lower, along the tailbone, moving under the loose trousers to press his palms against Loki's ass.

'You're asking the impossible….' Loki was quickly losing control of the situation, now that he was the one being teased. The simplest of touches was enough to make him groan and when Steve gave his rump a firm squeeze he barely held back a moan by biting harshly on his lower lip.

'Then I'll just have to make sure you won't have a chance to tease me. I'll just have to keep your mind occupied.' Usually Loki loved nothing more than a game of endurance where he and his partner would tease each other until one of them would crack down and beg for things to speed up. Naturally he was a champion but under the circumstances, when he felt like his blood had been replaced with molten lava, it was an entirely new story. He hoped Steve was not as sadistic as him, loving the sight of his lovers unravelling to the point of pleading for release, because he was far too proud to do that but far too desperate not to.

'You talk big but I know how close you are yourself. You won't waste time teasing me, not when you could be feeling the pleasure of your cock filling me up, over and over and over again.' Loki watched the crimson blush spreading over Steve's cheeks like poison ivy and licked along it, trailing down so he could get another taste of the human's sweet mouth. When Loki drew back Steve silently pressed a finger to his lips and the god understood what he had to do perfectly. With a cocky glint in his eyes, he ran his tongue along the digit, letting it enter his mouth along with two others. He sucked lasciviously along them, showing Steve he'd spoken the truth when he'd said it was impossible for him not to tease. He moaned when the fingers pushed further along his tongue and Steve couldn't help picturing what that tempting mouth would feel like around his member. He almost regretted having to pull his fingers away but he needed to move on or he doubted he would survive the night while still sane of mind.

Steve felt Loki part his legs further and rise his ass slightly to make the next step as easy as possible. He placed searing kisses along the column of Loki's neck, feeling the way his pulse quickened when his fingertips teased the twitching entrance. Loki crossed his arms around his shoulders, drawing him closer against him, as he began pushing in. He'd noticed the trickster's body was usually cooler than the typical temperature of a human and when he asked about it once, Thor told him it was due to Loki's Jotun heritage. Steve didn't quite get it but wasn't interested enough to pursue the subject further. However, for some reason Loki's skin seemed to be on fire that night. He briefly wondered if the man was running a fever but figured Loki wouldn't be wandering the corridors and having sex if his health was compromised... The further he pushed inside Loki, the hotter it seemed to become and Steve felt nails dig mercilessly into his shoulder blades. He retaliated by biting along Loki's throat but he soothed the small injury by running his tongue over the skin a moment later. Loki's lips were right beside his ear and every delicious lust induced noise coming out of him had Steve losing a little more of that waning sanity of his.

It took a surprisingly short amount of time for Loki to get accustomed to three of his fingers and start bucking his hips like a wild bronco, practically doing all the work for Steve. The soldier would have never pictured the usually cool and sardonic god losing his control like that. Whatever the reason, he wasn't about to start questioning his lucky stars and he removed his fingers with a wet sound, swallowing Loki's whine with a passionate kiss. He felt Loki move so he could guide his neglected erection to his entrance and Steve almost bit Loki's tongue when the trickster began lowering himself down his length. Long legs crossed around his waist, the heels digging into his sides, and Steve hugged Loki to him. It seemed like they were trying to touch as much of each other as possible and when Loki began moving, slowly at first, the feel of their bodies sliding against each other was enough to quickly send them both in a frenzy. Loki could feel the raw power of Steve's battle hardened body ramming against his prostate and it send him wild. He threw his head back in ecstasy, moaning wantonly when Steve's lips moved roughly over his arched throat. He knew he was tip-toing on the edge of the proverbial cliff and Loki wanted to dive into the cooling ocean below so badly. He wanted to let the imaginary waves drag him under the calm surface to the devastating depths below.

Steve felt like he couldn't get enough of Loki, of his taste, of his voice and certainly of his heat. His senses seemed to go on over-load and he wondered if he'd ever had such mind-blowing sex before. Sure he'd never been the adventurous or fickle type like Tony or Thor but he certainly wasn't a recluse like Bruce. He was definitely attractive enough to get as much tail as he wanted but he tended to prefer committed relationships rather than one-night stands. Doing something like fucking a Norse deity's brains out on a cold floor in the middle of the night was so not his style and maybe that's what made the experience all the more exciting. He managed to focus his vision enough to study Loki's face and the sight tore a strangled moan out of him. The trickster's brows were furrowed and his eyes closed while his mouth hung open so the noises drenched in lust could escape without a hindrance. Long strands of raven black hair danced over the contorted features, giving the man a deliciously dishevelled appearance. The pale skin did a very poor job of hiding the crimson blush stretching across Loki's chest, up his neck and across his face. It made Steve subconsciously lick his lips. With such a debauched sight it really wasn't a surprise when Steve felt himself climax, losing himself in the moment so utterly he didn't have time to draw out of Loki before he came inside the hot tunnel of muscle. Loki groaned when he felt the human's seed coat his walls and was drowning in the ocean a moment later. Steve barely registered the trickster's seed shoot across his abdomen, too busy trying to gulp down large breaths of air.

Loki was grateful they were sitting down or he was certain his legs would have crumbled below him. A few broken laughs managed to filter through his ragged breathing and Steve arched an inquisitive eyebrow at him. Loki rested his forehead against the man's shoulder, eyeing a mark he'd left while in the throes of passion. He inhaled the mortal's scent, finding it quite pleasant, while he idly ran his fingers along Steve's nape playfully.

'I think that should relax you. I doubt you'll have problems sleeping tonight.' Steve chuckled as well when he heard Loki's words, his arms still wrapped around the other's waist. He didn't feel compelled to disentangle their bodies yet.

'Same goes for you.' Loki moved his eyes to glance at Steve, his head still resting on the accommodating shoulder.

'But what if I can't sleep tomorrow?' Steve didn't say anything for a handful of seconds and Loki tensed, fearing he'd crossed the line too soon, too quickly.

'I guess then I'll have to return the favour and help you relax. Though I doubt I'm as good at giving a massage as you.' Loki grinned, relief flooding his suddenly tired body. He sat up to look at Steve properly and ran a hand softly over the man's cheek, his touch a gentle caress.

'I'm sure you'll find some way to help me relax…' Steve mirrored his grin and leaned in to steal another kiss, this one slower and less demanding. He didn't know what exactly he was getting himself into but he did know he was hoping Loki wouldn't be able to sleep every night for the rest of his stay on Earth.

'We'll just have to wait and see…'


Loki lucked out with Steve... Poor Tony though! I'm sure Thor let him off the hook eventually XD (Also, as a side note, the Asgardian guards didn't get into any trouble since Heimdall convinced Thor not to jump to any conclusions until he had a good talk with Loki...Just wanted to clear that up! XD)

I hope you liked the story and please remember that review if you want to make a penniless, aspiring writer just a little happier! XD

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