It was a miracle Peter had gotten any work done at all. Thankfully Tony was too preoccupied to notice, and Bruce was there to pick up the slack. If Bruce suspected anything, he didn't say it. Even with both Peter and Tony distracted, the three of them worked together like one mind. One brilliant, childish mind. But it didn't matter as long as the work gone done, and they had fun. It was still a dream come true for Peter.
When he finally left the lab, he went to get something to eat out of the kitchen. The last thing he had was at breakfast, hours ago. When they got caught up in the lab, Peter usually forgot to eat. But now he was starving. If he could shovel the food into his face faster, he would.
An alarm went off just as he was finishing his last bites. It was the 'Avengers Assemble' alarm that Tony thought was absolutely hilarious. In reality Friday could've just told them all to meet up, but Tony wanted something with a little extra flair. Steve hated it. Even Peter had to admit it was a tad bit annoying, but he didn't really mind.
After he changed into his suit, he met up with the rest of the Avengers. To his surprise, Loki was there too, dutifully standing next to Thor. Dressed head to toe in Asgardian armor, Loki still looked like an absolute dream. The horns were a bit much, but Peter figured it had some sort of significance to Loki. Besides, they could probably do some pretty good damage if need be.
"Alright." Tony said to Thor. Peter had caught the end tail of their argument. "But he's still not allowed near Peter. And if Peter gets hurt at all, I blame Loki."
Thor rolled his mismatched eyes. Loki just stood there looking as innocent as possible. It didn't fool anybody. Peter couldn't help but wonder what Thor had said to Tony this time to get him to agree to let Loki fight with them, since it had never worked before. Whatever it was, he was glad. Now he would get to watch Loki in action.
"Peter, this is Loki. Loki, Peter." Tony said, gesturing between the two of them. Oh right. They technically haven't officially met yet.
"Hi, Mr. Loki." Peter said. No one could see the blush under his mask, but he was trying his hardest to keep his voice even. "It's nice to finally meet you."
"My pleasure." Loki said, giving him a quick wink while no one was looking. Peter practically melted.
"Hey, no talking you two." Tony snapped at them. If only he knew what they had done yesterday. It was probably better that he didn't. It might give him an aneurysm or something. "I mean it. I'll karate chop you in the throat."
Peter wasn't sure if the threat was for Loki or himself. He didn't really want to find out. They walked to the Quinjet, all stepping inside. Their crew consisted of Peter, Tony, Thor, Loki, Natasha, Sam, Steve, and Bucky. Bruce was still having hulk issues, so he was nearly useless in the field. Clint was off taking care of his new baby that Peter wasn't supposed to know about, but had snuck off with Natasha to visit. And Vision and Wanda were away on vacation. Peter didn't want to call it a honeymoon because they weren't married, but that's essentially what it was. Just a lot of quality time away from everyone else. They'd been gone nearly a month. Good for them.
Any problems Tony and Bucky had normally were immediately tossed aside whenever they were on a mission. They always put the safety of the team first, the whole team. However Peter didn't know if that applied to Loki too. He was probably the only one here that trusted Loki besides Thor. And Peter wasn't even sure he trusted Loki completely. But he was willing to fight by his side. Or as close to his side as Tony would let him get.
As usual it was Dr. Doom. Doing something mildly inconvenient for the…fun of it? This was the third time in two months that they had been called out to fight off his bots. So far none of them knew what he was really up to. His bots just mainly trashed anything in sight and harassed people. The Avengers probably weren't really needed, but they got called in due to the sheer amount of DoomBots.
Tony tried discussing his makeshift plan, but once they hit the ground everyone scattered off in different directions. It was like a giant free-for-all, and Peter loved it. Everyone's fighting style was unique, and Peter loved watching them team up and fight together. But the thing that really caught Peter's attention was Loki. He sought him out, curious as to what exactly Loki had to offer. Peter was pleasantly surprised.
He snuck closer to the man to get a better view. Daggers appeared in Loki's hands that he used for stabbing and slashing and throwing. As soon as they left his hand new ones appeared like magic. Peter was so enthralled by Loki that he didn't notice the DoomBot hurtling itself at him full speed until it was too late.
Pain seared through his body as he was knocked to the ground. It was like being hit by a truck. The bots weren't overly large, but man were they heavy. He knew his body would be covered in bruises tomorrow. Before he could get back up or even roll out of the way a bot was on top of him. The next thing he knew, he was being hoisted up by the neck. His feet dangled in the air, kicking out at the DoomBot in desperation.
Peter was about to call for help when he was falling to the ground again. He landed on his already bruised ass. Oww. When he looked up, he couldn't believe his eyes. A green light tore straight through the DoomBot's chest, leaving a giant hole. In the center of the light was a hand firmly holding onto a piece of metal. It must've been the DoomBot's heart, or something equally important for function because the light drained from its eyes and it was falling to the ground in a heap.
Loki crushed the metal piece in his hand before letting it fall to the ground. Peter had never been so scared yet so attracted in his life. The green light that had gone from the tips of Loki's fingers up to his shoulder slowly faded away. Peter wanted to ask about it, but he knew now wasn't the time. So he just dragged himself off the ground, groaning in pain. For a few seconds they stood there in silence, then Peter was being dragged into an alley by his arm.
Loki looked furious. The anger didn't reach to the hand holding onto Peter. The grip was soft and gentle. Peter felt the panic rise up in him, but he did his best to hide it. He was wearing a mask after all, maybe Loki wouldn't notice.
"What do you think you're doing?" Loki's voice was little more than a hiss. It made the hairs on the back of Peter's neck stand up.
"Well, I um… What?" Peter would've backed up, but Loki's hand was still firmly grasped around Peter's arm. There was an intensity in Loki's eyes he hadn't seen before. "Karen, turn our Comm's off."
"Right away, Peter." Karen told him right before he heard the little buzz in his ear signaling his communication with the rest of the team had been cut. The last thing he needed was anyone hearing this conversation when he didn't even know what Loki was going to say to him.
"You could've gotten yourself killed!" They stared at each other for a moment before Loki let his face soften. He let go of Peter and stepped back, giving him a once over. "Are you alright? Did that thing hurt you?"
"I'm fine." Peter lied. His body was so sore he wasn't even sure which side he was going to sleep on when they got back. Before Peter could think of anything else to say, Loki was pushing him up against the alley wall, pinning him there with his own body. They were cheek to cheek. Loki nuzzled his nose against Peters ear, making him sigh.
"Don't you think uh-" Peter paused for a second when Loki started grinding their hips together. He was getting hard, fast. "Oh. Um. Don't you think we should get back to the team? They might need help."
"I have a clone helping out. Trust me, they're fine without us for a while." Loki told him, kissing through the fabric on Peters neck. That cleared his head for a second.
"What? A clone? You can clone yourself? That's so cool! Can you show me?"
"That's a treat for a good boy." Loki told him, pulling back to look at Peter. His armor had disappeared, leaving him in green leather Asgardian clothes. It was a good look on him. "And you've been bad. Putting yourself in danger like that? Such a bad Boy."
Peter's cock throbbed. Suddenly he was being forced to his knees. He felt his mask being pulled up. Loki pulled the bottom half up, uncovering his mouth. He folded the cloth up, using it as a makeshift blindfold. Blindfolded and on his knees in some dirty back alley wasn't how he planned on spending his day, but there's nowhere else he'd rather be. A cool hand ran across his lips before a thumb slipped inside. Peter sucked on it like his life depended on it. Seconds later his mouth was being forced open. He eagerly waited, mouth opened wide.
Peter nearly gagged at the sudden intrusion. Loki didn't take is slow at all. He just jammed himself down Peter's throat, waiting until he choked to pull back out. With tears in his eyes, Peter knelt motionless, waiting for Loki to come back.
"So naughty. What would your little Avengers think if they could see you now? On your knees like a common whore." It was such a degrading sentence, yet it made his heart race.
"Just for you." Peter said before leaning forward, tongue first, looking for Loki's cock. He gave the tip a quick lick before swallowing him down. Strong hands wrapped around the back of his head, slowly stroking the fabric over Peter's hair.
Peter did his best, which he though wasn't half bad for his first time. Maybe it was a little sloppy, but the soft noises he heard coming from Loki urged him on. He stroked himself slowly with one hand, letting a moan escape. The vibration caused Loki to gasp, so Peter did it again.
His jaw was getting tired, but he didn't dare stop. Peter was glad when Loki took control again. He couldn't breathe but he didn't care. He didn't even mind when Loki shoved himself balls deep down his throat and pinched his nose shut. Luckily Loki always seemed to know when to stop before Peter threw up.
Loki was ramming into his hot wet mouth at a fast uneven pace. Peter could tell Loki was getting close, but so was he. He stroked himself faster, moaning freely around the cock in his mouth. Tears flowed down his face, curling under his chin, down his neck and slipping under the collar of his suit. Partially because Loki was so rough, which he knew would be adding to the pain tomorrow, partially because of the pure pleasure of the situation he was in.
The heat welling in his stomach spilled over, and he was cumming into his suit, probably ruining it. How was he going to clean that mess out? It was a problem for later. A few seconds later Loki followed, filling Peter's mouth up. He let it roll over his tongue before swallowing it. Not great, but not bad either.
"The fight's over, Darling." Loki told him, fixing his mask and pulling him to his feet. Being called 'Darling' made Peter blush. He was desperate to hear it again. "And they're looking for you. Let's go."
"I, um, kinda made a mess." Peter told him, embarrassed, and gestured to the visible stain he had left. Loki just shrugged and waved a hand, magicing the mess away. "Whoa! How did you do that? That's amazing!"
"You've been so good for me, Darling. I'll show you some of my tricks later." Loki gave him a wink, and suddenly he was gone. Hopefully no one would question where he had been, because he didn't really have a good answer.
