Loki sat there for the next six hours, nearly unmoving as he thought over what Tony had said to him. He watched the pigeons fly by, and the sun moving across the Midgardian sky, making him far too warm for his liking, though he didn't pay the physical discomfort much mind at this point, his thoughts too busy with the man or Iron's words.

Asgard… His home? No… No… No it couldn't be… In no way could it be his home… They would never accept him back there… Not really, even if Thor could convince them to repeal his sentence.

The god of mischief looked out over the city, watching as the different families moved about their lives, walking in the park, or going for a drive… He could even see into some of the apartments, where people were sitting together for lunch, or watching television as it got later… Such happy little families, going about their day to day activities, mothers and fathers who loved their children, brothers playing and fighting together, the sight of them all made him sick.

An ice cream truck came around the corner then, then noise from it annoying Loki to no end, and inciting his anger at the specific point. He glared at the truck, turning the entire thing into ice cream and causing it to explode, splattering the dairy substance all over the street, dousing the passers by and coating the cars behind and in front of the exploded truck. The driver landed in the middle of it all, dazed and confused as to what had just happened to him.

Loki laughed at the chaos that ensued, not noticing as Thor rejoined him, sitting beside him on the rooftop. "Brother… Really? Why must you do such things? Someone could have been injured, or worse, killed!"

"Because it's fun, Thor!" Loki sneered at him, getting to his feet and walking away along the ledge. "It's fun, it provides me with amusement, it makes me laugh, is that not the definition of a good time? Of something that it is a good idea to do? I enjoy it… What more reason do I need to do something?" he turned, grinning at the blonde god.

"I do not find this amusing Loki! Did you not hear me? Someone could have died, Loki!" Thor gestured to the street with his hand, hair blowing across his face, his breath coming in panting huffs as he struggled to contain his anger, shaking his head and frowning deeply at his adoptive brother.

"That happens all the time, Thor, mortals die, that's what they DO!" he yelled the last word, then laughed, turning and shaking his head before looking back to Thor. "Mortal beings die, Thor… That is the literal definition of what they are! You would have them all live forever if you could… Are you really that idiotic? Do you really care so much for those… People, if you can call then that… That you care whether they die, even ones you have never met? You are a god, as am I, we are both above these beings and yet you care so greatly for them!"

"Loki… We are not-.." Thor began, then decided to take another route, thinking that perhaps… Perhaps if he were to be calmer about this, he could catch Loki off guard, actually be able to get close to what he was feeling and help him for once. "Loki… Why are you in such a destructive mood? I wish to know so that I may help you into a better one." he proffered his hand, giving the other god a small, reassuring smile.

"It matters not, Thor… You cannot possibly understand, so do not even try." he laughed, the sound hollow and pained, the huge grin that sat on his face not reaching his eyes as it usually did, their normal sparkle of mischief gone, leaving them strangely dark and sharp. "Just… Go to your new family… I'm sure that they need your help with something…" Loki turned away from him as he spoke, his heart feeling a sharp stab of pain as he thought of Thor's friends replacing him.

"Loki, they are my friends, yes… But you are my brother, my family." Thor walked over to Loki, grabbing his shoulders, and turning him around, pulling him close into a tight hug. "You will always be my brother Loki-"

"But you care more for those pathetic mortals than you do for me!" Loki interrupted, trying to pull away from the embrace, though his own arms had wrapped tightly around Thor's waist, holding him firmly in place.

"Loki, I will never care for any mortal, or any being more than I care for you!" Thor stated the words, looking into the slightly shorter god's eyes with a slight frown. "Don't you realize how much I care for you?"

"What about that Jane girl Thor? What about her? I am right in assuming the romantic love…" he scoffed the word, shaking his head before looking back into Thor's eyes. "The romantic love that you feel for her is far more potent than any 'love' you claim to have for me, the one who isn't even your brother, the one who has tried very hard to kill you, the one who is… The monster that you swore to hunt down and kill every last one of as a child."

Loki looked away, then back to Thor, opening his mouth to speak once more, but finding his lips occupied. The blonde god had leaned down, firmly pressing his lips against the other's, pulling him slightly closer against his body whilst doing so.

What? Thor's kissing you? Loki you need to pull away and do it now! But it feels so nice… You can't have him Loki… Why not? He is not my brother, and he claims to care… That's right, he claims to care Loki… Stop this right now…

Loki pulled away after a few long seconds, his heart pounding in his chest. His heart was pounding? It only ever seemed to do that when he was terrified… But he wasn't. Not really. He felt more… Calm than anything… But then why was his heart so damn loud? Never mind that, why did he have a nearly overwhelming urge to grab Thor by that stupidly pretty hair and kiss him again?

Right. Thor. Thor who was now staring at Loki, waiting for some sort of reaction from the other, who, up until that moment, had seemed in some sort of daze. Thor feared he'd broken Loki.

"Loki?" he attempted, bringing a hand up to gently stroke his cheek, his voice low and somewhat tentative as he spoke his next words. "Loki, what I wanted to tell you before Clint walked in, back on the couch… I wanted to tell you that I love you."

"Yes, you've told me that before Thor.." Loki chuckled, trying to make light of the situation. He leaned into his hand a little, rubbing his thumbs softly against the fabric of Thor's shirt. The bog oaf always told him he loved him, his brother, though not by blood, and that it made no difference who he really was, what he really was…

"No, Loki… I love you… Like this." he leaned in and kissed him again, this time a bit more boldly, deepening it and groaning softly into his mouth, kissing him for several minutes before pulling away, panting. "Understand now?"

Loki stared at him, then nodded weakly, leaning in and burying his face against Thor's neck, ignoring the soft tickling of his beard as he persisted in kissing and sucking at it softly. "Mm… Yes.. I understand Thor…" he mumbled, then rested his forehead on his shoulder, hands gripping tightly at the back of his shirt. "Thor… Can we go inside… and to the bedroom Stark provided?" he smirked a bit, pulling back to look into Thor's eyes, his own sparkling with mischief and lust.

Thor nodded, leading him back inside and getting in the elevator, where, as soon as the doors had closed, he roughly pinned Loki back against the elevator wall, kissing him deeply and passionately. His hands roamed over the other god's body, slipping up under his clothing and running over the other's cool, pale, smooth skin, feeling him shudder and twitch beneath his touch.

"Mm.. we should… stop until we get to the bedroom, yes?" The raven haired god mumbled between kisses, chuckling softly at just how eager Thor was to be kissing him, then grunting as his hands roamed lower, roughly gripping at the god of mischief's arse. The blonde nodded, and they pulled apart just before the doors slid open, Loki walking out as if he owned the place and going straight to the bedroom, starting to strip as soon as he was over the threshold.

Loki removed his shirt first, slowly tugging the fabric over his head, and flinging it in the corner. Next were his shoes, which he kicked off into the same corner, turning and giving Thor a smirk, who was standing there, leaning against the door and watching him with a transfixed gaze. Next he slowly tugged his trousers off until they were barely holding onto his hips, then turned away from the blonde, allowing the garment to drop to the floor before stepping out of it and kicking the pair of trousers aside. He stretched then smirked, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge, nude as he watched Thor regain himself, stumbling as he turned around, locking the door.

The blonde god turned back round, eyes traveling over Loki's nude body and blushing as another stronger bolt of heat shot straight to his groin. Thor quickly stripped his clothing, not bothering to be as teasing or methodical as the other had been, then was atop Loki, pinning him down onto the bed and kissing him deeply, grabbing his thigh and hooking it around his own waist so that he could rub his growing erection against the ravenette's.

"Mm… Yes… Thor… Mm…" Loki moaned softly, rutting up against him and reaching up with one hand, running his fingers through his hair. "Mm… Yes… Okay.. Ngh… Let me… Let me prepare myself first Thor… Or this.. Will hurt me…more than is necessary…" he gave a soft chuckle, then slicked his fingers up with his saliva before carefully preparing himself.

Thor waited until Loki was fully ready, then took his wrists in his hands, pinning them over the other's head as he positioned himself, slowly pushing in. The younger god let out a soft yelp of pain, which had Thor falling still and looking at him with concern, opening his mouth to apologize, but being interrupted by Loki. "No, Thor… It's fine.." he hissed, taking deep breaths as his body adjusted to Thor's length and thickness. "Mm… Yes… It's fine Thor… J..Just start…Now… Thor… I said… Now…"

In response to the other's demands, Thor smiled softly, leaning down to kiss him hard. "Shut up Loki…" he chuckled, then began a slow rhythm, groaning as the other's body tightly hugged his cock, sheathing him in the delicious heat. "Ngh… yes… Loki… Mm…"

"Ah… Tho-… Thor… Ngh.." Loki quietly whimpered beneath him, slowly rocking his hips into the other's gradually building thrusts, the pain slowly but surely turning into pleasure for the thinner god. "Ngh… Yes.. Harder… Faster…" he bit his lip, trying to stifle some of the pleasured noises as Thor conceded to his request.

The slightly taller god pounded into the other over and over, letting out grunts and pants of effort as he pushed in deeper with each thrust. "Ngh… Yes… here… Let me… just… here.." he grabbed Loki's thigh once more, hitching his leg over his shoulder and adjusting his angle to hit the other's prostate, a shift which had Loki nearly screaming in pleasure and begging for more.

"Yes… Thor.. Mm.. Yes!" Loki cried out, spiraling towards his release as he rocked his hips hard in time with Thor's motions. "Y..Yes… Soon… Ngh…So… Soon…" The god of mischief's breath came in pants as he neared his climax, then was nearly gone as he gasped out, releasing hard onto Thor's chest.

"Ngh… Yes.. Loki.." Thor panted out , burying himself deep with one last thrust and releasing against the other's prostate, staying still a moment before pulling out. He grabbed the shirt he'd been wearing and wiped his chest before laying back down beside Loki, catching his breath, his heair askew and his body coated in a thin sheen of sweat.

Loki curled into the blonde's side, nuzzling his chest and placing a soft kiss on it, licking the small amount of salty liquid that remained off his lips. He sighed happily, his hand trailing slowly up and down Thor's stomach. Soon the thunder god had fallen asleep, after a mumbled 'I love you' to Loki, and the younger god was left to his thoughts.

That was… Amazing. It felt so… Different than anyone he'd ever been with before… Perhaps it was because of the love he felt for Thor… Yes, that would make sense… Wait, he could feel that again? Loki, wasn't that gone? No… No it was not… It had just…Changed. Yes, the feeling was not gone, merely different. Better even. His heart… His heart had been pounding so loudly… Yet it had not seemed to be there for so long… Choosing only now to show up… Thor… Thor seemed the key, Thor seemed to be… His heart. Loki thought back to Tony's words, then turned, looking at Thor's peaceful, sleeping face. He looked so… Sweet. Loki smiled warmly, pressing a kiss to Thor's chest before moving and laying his head back against his shoulder instead. Perhaps Tony was right… If home truly was where the heart was.. And when he was with Thor, he felt his heart the most strongly, then perhaps, Thor was his home. Not a particular place, but a person.

Loki nestled himself more firmly in Thor's side, his arm wrapped around the other's strong torso as he rested his cheek back on the other's chest, over the sleeping god's strong heart. This, Loki decided, was his home. Not some palace up in Asgard, nor some ice cave in Jotunheim, nor some house on Midgard, but being with Thor, by his side, safe and loved. This, he promised himself, would be his definition of home.