Thank you for the comments and for following this story. I know that some of you have been waiting for some Loki/Tony, so here it is. Be warned though, it may not be what you expected. Enjoy!

Unbeta-ed.

WARNING : DUB-CON in this chapter.

Before long, it was three weeks since Loki's arrival at the tower. It was fortunate that the other two Avengers (read: Hawkeye and Black Widow) were still out on assignments that the three mortals in the tower did not have to worry about the consequences of letting Loki stay. Well, not yet anyway.

It was also fortunate for them that the young god was still without his most recent memories of being a villain. To Loki, he was supposed to feel indebted to his brother's friends that had promised to keep him safe. So, for the most part, Loki was always polite and helpful while he stayed with them.

There was nothing much that Loki could do in the tower, so he would spend his time reading in Tony's library. Sometimes the Captain would invite him to spar with him and Tony would ask Jarvis to send puzzles and riddles to the StarkPad that he had loaned to Loki (and Bruce normally kept to himself), but he was mostly left alone to his thoughts.

That is until Tony started to pay more attention than he should towards the young god.

It all started when Tony hit a wall while working on his research. He was frustrated with the results (or lack thereof) that he got from his calculations and he was looking for someone to chat with.

"Jarvis, where's everyone?" Tony asked as he fiddled with the machine that he was working on.

"Mr Rogers is still out on an assignment for SHIELD. Dr Banner is working in the lab on level 19. And Mr Odinson is reading in the library on level 26," Jarvis replied.

Tony narrowed his eyes and after a moment of thought, he said, "Put Loki on the monitor."

And Jarvis did. The monitor showed Loki lying upside down on the armchair, with a book in his hands. He was tapping his feet, as if to the pace of a silent tune. It was a normal scene, but Tony could not stop looking at Loki's unrestrained raven hair that nearly touched the floor (and the thought of how good it would feel to run his fingers on those lovely black locks) and his short T-Shirt that seemed to have ridden up on his torso and showed his now wounds-free skin. Tony unconsciously licked his lips and his member hardened at the thought of how soft Loki's skin would be.

'Should I or should I not?' Tony debated as he continued to stare at the screen and poured himself a generous fifth (or seventh) glass of scotch.

'It's not a good idea. He's Loki. And Thor's brother. Angry Thor is bad for you,' his mind reasoned.

But the devil (and the drunk) in him countered, 'Yeah, but Thor's not here. And Loki's a consenting adult. If he said yes, who's Thor to argue anyway?'

Tony smirked, downed his glass of scotch and made the decision that it'll be worth it and then made his way to the library.

Tony found Loki in the same position as he was on the monitor when he got to the library. He cleared his throat to announce his presence and when Loki looked up, he said, "Hey Lokes, whatcha doing?"

Loki gave Tony a small glare for interrupting his book but replied politely, "I'm reading," before he returned his attention to his book.

Tony gave another smirk and walked towards the armchair that Loki was lying upside down on. He then sat the the arm and waited for Loki to acknowledge him.

And Loki did, even though he did not tear his gaze away from his book, "How may I help you, Tony?"

"Hmm... I don't know, how would you want to help me, I wonder?" Tony purred as he run his hands on Loki's uncovered torso.

Upon contact, Loki shrieked, jumped and then fell to the floor. Tony laughed at the prince and then slid onto the now empty armchair. Loki snarled at him, "What do you think you're doing?"

Tony leaned forward and run his finger on Loki's cheek and purred, "Oh, lok-ki-cat, what does it look like I'm doing? Come on, you know you want to. You've been flirting shamelessly with me for these past few days... bantering with me... making googly eyes at me..."

It wasn't true, of course, but the narcissism in Tony figured that Loki would be too confused to contest that. And he was right. Memory-wise, this was a young Loki, a Loki that had just come of age. A Loki that may not even have had any sexual experiences yet.

As Tony brought his lips on Loki's trembling ones, an anxious Loki tried to say, "Wait, Tony. I can't... I don't..."

Tony tipped Loki's chin and purred softly, "Shhh... Don't worry Lokes, I'll take care of you. You trust me right? Hmmm?" and gave Loki a gentle peck on his lips and continued, "I can be your teacher, your master. Don't you want to learn, my padawan?" as he kissed and lightly bit on Loki's lips, his hands found themselves caressing Loki's hips, under his t-shirt. Tony whispered as he moved his lips to Loki's right ear, "I want you to be mine tonight. Just leave everything to the master alright?"

Loki shuddered as he felt Tony's hot breath by his ear and went stiff when a strong and firm voice suddenly rang in his head, 'You belong to me now.' A command that he somehow felt that he must obey.

If only Tony had paid more attention to Loki's reaction than the growing bulge in his pants, he would have noticed how stiff Loki had become and the fearful expression on his face. But alas, all Tony could say while he ground his erection on Loki was, "Please, Lokes, let me teach you all about the pleasure of sex with Tony Stark, okay?"

Loki shut his eyes and whimpered but he nodded his approval. And that was all Tony needed as he gave himself a silent but triumphant 'Yes!'.

As he worked at undressing the prince, Tony commanded Jarvis to lock the door and change the room mode to sound proof and to which Jarvis complied. Tony then directed Loki to lay down on the carpeted floor and when he had undressed himself, he lowered himself to the ground and proceed to straddle the shivering young god.

Tony almost came at the sight of the prince below him; trembling and compliant. Tony moaned sinfully as he ground his own erection on Loki's hardening shaft. Loki covered his eyes with his right arm, as if he couldn't face the shame that he felt when he heard himself moaning with Tony.

As the engineer ran his lips on Loki's shoulder blade, sucking and kissing, he purred, "Shhh, baby. It's okay. I'm gonna take good care of you. Let me take good care of you." And then he pulled the young prince into a sensual but aggressive kiss where he suck, bit and pulled at Loki's already swollen lips, his tongue exploring every inch of Loki's mouth.

Under normal circumstances (or when he wasn't on his way to drunken-ville), Tony would have prepared his bed partners fully so that he wouldn't hurt them. But he was all hot and bothered. The thought of making Loki scream in pleasure surpassed everything. Tony did not even bother with a condom or any other lubricant. When he managed to get both of them naked, his shaft was already thick and ready to burst. He picked up a nearby cushion pillow and shifted Loki's bottom on it, so that he could have easier access to Loki's buttocks. He then spat into his hands and rubbed his saliva onto his hardened shaft. He took Loki's right leg, put it over his shoulder and then slowly guided his member into Loki.

Loki tensed as Tony's tip breached him. It was only the tip but all he could feel was pain. One arm already over his eyes, Loki sobbed and tried to push Tony back with his other arm, "Stop, stop, stop!" But Tony caught his hands and trapped it in his hold.

"Relax, babe, jeezeee, nnnnnghhhh... you're so tight!" Tony hissed as he slowly pushed his member into Loki. Loki let out a keening sound as he was fully impaled on Tony's shaft.

"Shhh... you're okay, babe, you're okay... shhhh..." Tony whispered as he tried to reassure the young god that was writhing beneath him while he caressed Loki's lips and cheeks softly with his thumb. What he really wanted to do was to shout, 'Yeahhhh... Shitttt... So fucking tight... Stop moving so I can continue to fuck you,' but he didn't think that would be appropriate. Pepper would be proud of his self-preservation.

When Loki's keening sounds were reduced to only small sobs, Tony begun thrusting into the young god in a fast and rhythmic pace. Loki's sobs continued because it was still painful but to Tony's delight, he also let out beautiful and sensual moans when Tony hit his prostate.

"Tonyy... hnngggggghhhh..." Loki moaned with his eyes shut and then after a short while, he came and spilled his cum all over himself and Tony.

After Loki found his release, Tony gave a particular hard and full thrust, and then stayed still for a few moments to just enjoy the view beneath him. Loki's body was arched to the side and the prince was breathing heavily with his eyes still shut. He leaned over Loki and caught Loki's mouth in a deep kiss. He put both Loki's arms around his neck, leaned closer to the prince and begun his heavy thrusts again.

Loki whimpered again at the pain and had wanted to keep silent but changed his mind, "Please Tony, it hurts. Please go slower. Tony... hnnngggghhh..."

But Tony was too far gone to have heard Loki. He slung Loki's other leg onto his shoulder and continued with his pace.

"I'm gonna come, shitttt, I'm gonna come... yeahhhhhhh..." and Loki felt the warm liquid that trailed his buttocks as Tony filled him with his seeds.

As he pulled out, Tony slumped over the prince and he caught Loki's lips in another kiss and then traced kisses on Loki's neck and shoulder. As Tony tried to catch his breath, he whispered, "That was awesome, Lokes. You did great," and he slid off Loki to lay beside him on the floor.

Loki felt uncomfortable as he laid on the floor and the young god hissed in pain as he tried to move to a more comfortable position. Tony heard him, and as he turned towards the prince, he asked with a frown, "Did I hurt you, babe?"

And at Loki's sigh and small nod, Tony slowly pulled the young prince towards him and said drunkenly, "Aww, I'm so sorry, Lokes. I'm sorry I hurt you. You're just so perfect that I can't help myself. It's a good thing you heal fast, hmm? Just follow my lead and I promise you'll enjoy it more next time."

'If you had obeyed me, I would not have to hurt you much. You know this.' And that same voice rang in his head again. He knew it. It was his fault, he did not obey so he was hurt. So, Loki gave Tony a small smile and nodded again. Tony kissed the young god on the lips and held him while they slept on the floor.

"You did great, babe. You did grr-reat! We'll do that again, okay? I don't think I can give you up now that I've tasted you," a drunken Tony said before he fell asleep on the floor.

'You belong to me now.' Loki wondered what had happened. Did he wanted this?

And when they awakened from their rest, Tony made the prince promised to not tell anyone else about their tryst.

"They wouldn't like it. They would probably think that I took advantage of you. Or you know, you of me. But we enjoyed ourselves, right? So yeah, let's just keep it between the two of us," Tony babbled on.

'You belong to me now.' Loki was not sure if he wanted to do it again but he agreed to Tony's request. Because he would do it right next time. He would obey and it wouldn't hurt that much the next time. That was what his gut told him, wasn't it? That voice in his head, that was his gut, was it not?

Kurt Vonnegut told me to be a sadist, and I took his advice! Hehehe! My poor, confused Loki.

Yeah, Tony is a jerk(-ish) in this chapter, but things MAY play out between them. Or, you know, it may not.

Let me know if you liked this chapter. Or if you hated the role that Tony played. Or any thoughts at all.

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