Hello there. I forgot to mention in the first chapter, but this is based off a prompt on LJ. I'd upload it there, but I'm not LJ savvy. If anyone is interested...I wrote this during study hall today and for almost the entire time I listened to I'm a Criminal by Charlie.
Thirty minutes later the front door to the Avenger's Mansion swung open.
"Tony you're ba-soaked. Why are you soaked?" Pepper appeared from behind a corner. "Thor is drenched as well. What were you two doing?"
"Where is he?" Tony seethed. His hair was plastered to his face and his eyes gleamed dangerously.
"Where is who?" Pepper asked startled. "Tony what is-"
"Loki. Where is Loki?"
"My friend, I know you are angry," Thor started, "but please refrain yourself from killing my brother." Thor himself looked like a half-drowned cat, but he wore a goofy, content smile; unlike the scowl that darkened Tony's face.
"I'm not going to kill him, just rough him up a bit," Tony said tersely. Pepper looked between the two of them and decided she really didn't want to know.
"Why don't you two get dry and warm first; then you can find Loki," she suggested. Tony gave her a blank look.
"Fine," he said after a moment. He trudged up the spiraling staircase, leaving a trail of water as he went. He reached the top floor and headed for the guest room he used at the mansion. He pulled his dripping shirt over his head and pushed the door open.
The first thing he noticed was a very content looking Loki sitting cross-legged on his bed. There was a plastic container with some type of food inside, situated in his lap. When he heard the door open he looked up, a devilish grin on his face.
"Hello, Tony," the name rolled off his tongue like silk. Tony narrowed his eyes and threw the wet shirt at the God.
"You owe me a car."
"You owe me a toothbrush," Loki dodged the shirt. He languidly leaned back on the bed; his back arching and legs stretching out. Tony held his breath until Loki finished stretching. He had spotted a patch of skin and he was not letting go of his anger that quickly.
"Okay, a toothbrush costs like a dollar. A car like mine costs a couple hundred thousand," he finally said.
"Maybe you shouldn't have used my toothbrush then," Loki drawled. Tony stared wide eyed and slack jawed at Loki.
"You can be so…so…infuriating!" He threw his arms in the air.
"Mmm," Loki opened the cap of whatever was in his lap, and stuck a finger in, "but that's why you love me," he brought the finger to his mouth and licked it clean.
Tony bit the inside of his cheek as Loki's pink tongue ran over his finger. He swallowed hard and turned around to his dresser. He pulled a towel out and began drying his hair.
"Tony, I've discovered the most wonderful thing ever...as far as Midgard food goes," Loki said suddenly. Tony paused, towel now around his shoulders.
"And what would that be?" he asked without turning around. He grabbed a fresh shirt and pair of pants. He peeled his soaking pants off and pulled the dry shirt over his head. Loki didn't say anything for a moment.
"You realize that you're soaked down to your undergarments, right?" was that a purr he heard in Loki's voice? Tony threw a glare over his shoulder.
"My 'undergarments' will be fine," he huffed.
"Don't blame me if you get a cold, then," yeah, that was definitely a purr.
"Stop it. I'm mad at you, remember?" He heard the bed groan and realized Loki must have gotten up. Two long, elegant arms wrapped around his waist. Loki's head rested on his shoulder.
"Let me fix that," he murmured into Tony's ear. He shivered as the God nipped at his ear. A cool hand slipped dangerously close to a certain part of Tony and the man went stiff.
"Loki…"
"Hmmm?"
Tony gritted his teeth and, with a lot of will power, unwrapped Loki's arms from around him. "I cannot be swayed by sex." He could almost hear the eye-roll from Loki.
"Yeah, the day pigs fly." However, the God's presence behind Tony disappeared and he heard Loki sit back down. Tony quickly peeled off his wet underwear, well-aware of Loki's eyes on him. Once he was in a warm pair of pants he turned around.
"What is this 'wonderful' food you found, anyways?" he eyed Loki dubiously. Loki held the container up and read the front.
"It's called…Nutella." Loki scooped another finger in and brought the chocolate to his mouth. "Why didn't you tell me about this before now?" Loki's eyes were wide and, dare he say, innocent looking, filled with a child-like curiosity. Tony's anger, if not already gone, disappeared entirely.
"You are too cute," Tony smiled. Loki licked his lips and grinned.
"Does that mean you aren't mad at me anymore?"
"Only if you share some Nutella with me," Tony smirked. Loki smiled suggestively and dipped a finger in the delicious chocolate, he then extending the digit out towards Tony.
"Would you like some?"
Tony licked his lips and stepped towards Loki. He grabbed Loki's delicate wrist and brought it towards his mouth. Yes, Nutella was delicious, but it tasted even better on the God of Mischief.
Tony pressed Loki to the bed and pinned his arms above his head, knocking the jar of Nutella to the floor in the process. Loki wrapped his legs around Tony's waist and pulled him down for a kiss.
The God ran his tongue over Tony's bottom lip and the man gasped; parting his lips. Loki slid his tongue into the brunette's mouth and damn how could Tony have ever been mad at him?
Loki flipped them so now Tony was being pinned. He tilted the man's head back and trailed hot kisses down his throat. Cool hands eagerly slipped under Tony's new shirt and began fluttering over his skin, placing light touches here and there. The shirt was soon discarded on the floor near the abandoned jar of nutella.
Loki stopped his ministrations for a moment to grin smugly down at Tony. Tony narrowed his eyes at Loki and used the momentary distraction as an opening to flip them again. He brought their lips together again in a hard kiss; his tongue teasing and probing Loki's mouth. He ran his hand through the raven's slightly curling hair, earning himself a breathy moan from the God below.
He pulled away for a moment, and Loki's eyes were bright and wild and filled with a hungry lust. Damn, was he beautiful. Tony leaned in again; however, this time the kiss was soft and gentle.
Loki blinded confusedly at him when he pulled back. A small smile appeared on his face and wrapped his arms around Tony's neck to pull him in for a tender kiss.
"I love you," Tony murmured, placing a small kiss to the corner of Loki's mouth.
"I'm still in awe that you do," Loki titled his head so Tony could place kisses down to his collar bone.
"And why's that?" Tony slipped Loki's shirt over his head and trailed his kisses even further down.
"I'm not nice," Loki arched slightly, "I've tried to kill you," his hands tangled in Tony's hair as one tan hand unhooked his belt, "and I'm a cold, unfeeling bastard-ah!"
Tony placed one more kiss on the inside of Loki's thigh before looking up with worry in his eyes. "Stop being so self-loathing, wait-" he cut Loki off as the God began to protest, "first; no, sometimes you aren't nice, but neither am I. Second, you tried to kill me, tried being the key word. Third, you, okay yea, you can be cold and unfeeling-but you've also had to become that way to protect yourself." Tony bit the inside of his cheek and sighed.
"Look, I'm not good with the whole expressing my feelings, touchy-feely, crap…but I love you the way you are, Loki. I'd be really mad if you changed on me."
"So you'd be mad if I stopped wanting to sometimes take over the world?" Loki smirked.
"You know what I mean," Tony glared down at him. Loki slowly smiled and traced a finger down Tony's face. Tony kissed the palm of his hand, then finished trying to shimmy Loki's and his own pants off. Loki's fingers curled in Tony's hair again and, with a gasp, arched up to meet Tony.
"Ahh-I believe I may…may love you, too."
This one is a tad shorter- I'm sorry! But there was some lovely Tony/Loki interactions. Hopefully it wasn't written too poorly. That awkward moment when you can't write kissing scenes for crap.
