Warnings: Explicit sexual content, references to violence/murder

Loki nearly died. Loki nearly fucking died. Tony's never come this close to losing his shit so fucking completely before. His behaviour over the past few days made his palladium poisoning look like a three-year-old throwing a tantrum.

Loki is unconscious for two days before Queen Frigga, along with a Jötunn healer, are granted access to Midgard. No Jötnar is allowed to set foot on Midgard- apart from Loki- but Odin gives permission as soon as his wife tells him how close to death Loki is. She soon returns to Midgard with a young Jötunn named Heleyf.

Heleyf and Frigga are deposited on the Helicarrier by Heimdall. Frigga then uses her magic to locate her son and leads herself and the healer right to him. Clint and Natasha are both out in the hallway muttering to themselves, while Bruce is trying to calm down opposite them. Tony's rage is a palpable thing and nobody wants the Other Guy to make an appearance.

All three look relieved when Frigga appears and walks into the hospital room with Heleyf.

The human doctors don't know how to treat Loki's very alien anatomy so there aren't any machines in the room. Loki's blue and has been ever since he was blasted off of Stark Tower, so everything the doctors had tried to use had frozen when coming into contact with Loki's skin.

Tony's teeth grind every time he thinks about just why Loki is blue and why he's currently so close to death

Doom had made his latest attempt at taking over New York just a few days ago and the Avengers had been kicking his ass when every Doombot suddenly dropped what they were doing and pounced on Loki. Loki, who had been fighting Doom hand-to-hand, magic-to-magic, was an amazing warrior, but even he couldn't fight off forty-six Doombots by himself. He'd been beaten down, blasted with magic, and tossed right off of Tony's helipad.

Tony had seen red. He couldn't really remember what he'd done afterwards. He just remembered Loki falling, Loki turning blue halfway through his descent, Loki not trying to save himself and Loki not breathing when Thor caught him, lowered him to the ground, and then backed off with a hiss as his armour fell away, shattered due to the chill of Loki's skin.

It's all a blur after that, Tony really doesn't remember. Clint told him that he lost his fucking mind and went insane. Natasha told him that he attacked Doom himself, with Thor helping when he realised that his brother might be dead. Steve told him that he killed Doom with his bare hands because his suit had lost a lot of its armour plating. Bruce, when he'd come back to himself, told him that Tony's suit was useless and Tony was crying and cursing and generally breaking down by Loki's side.

Tony just remembers the aftermath; sitting by Loki's bed as Thor shouted at the sky for Heimdall to take him straight to his mother. Loki's in a somewhat stable condition. "Somewhat" because SHIELD's doctors really don't know. They're pretty sure that Loki's going to die at any minute; they can't even work out what's currently keeping him alive. Tony had kicked them all out when they said that and Natasha had eased him back into his seat, because- according to Clint- Tony had once again looked like he was going to break someone's neck.

When Frigga arrives Tony nearly cries and hustles off to the side to watch her and the Jötunn work on his husband. He keeps his eyes on Loki and Thor smiles at him sadly as they wait. Tony doesn't notice Steve get up and leave the room, but he wouldn't care even if he did.

The healer immediately goes to work, chanting and waving xyr hands over Loki's prone form. There are swirling lights, blue instead of green like Loki's magic, and then Heleyf pulls herbs and small bottles from a pouch on xyr belt. Xe mutters some more, and feeds Loki the herbs and potions, and Tony's heart beats dangerously fast behind his arc reactor.

He and Loki have been married for just under a year. That isn't nearly long enough. 5000 years won't be long enough and if Loki dies now because of Victor von fucking Doom, Tony will burn Midgard to the ground. He'll tear his Tower down brick by brick because it was his fucking building that Loki was thrown off of, it was his technology that Doom was trying to get, and it was Tony who Loki wanted to protect. Loki wouldn't have fought if Tony wasn't there, and Tony will never stop blaming himself, even if- when, WHEN!- Loki wakes up again.

After what feels like hours, Heleyf stops working and slumps into a seat. Xe sighs and rubs zyr red eyes before looking up at Frigga. 'It is done.'

'What?' Tony demands, but then Frigga turns and gives him a small smile.

'Heleyf means that Loki will be okay,' she says, and Heleyf nods quickly.

'Yes, my apologies,' xe says in accented English. 'You are Crown Prince Loki's bondmate?'

'Yeah,' Tony says and moves over to the bed. He glances down at Loki and wonders if he can touch.

'Prince Loki will be fine,' Heleyf says. 'He will be very weak when he awakens and he will remain Jötunn for at least three weeks, or until his own magic has completely healed him. He is very drained, and it will take some time for him to reach optimum health again.'

'Anthony,' Frigga says, and Tony tears his eyes away from his husband. 'Is there a room in your Tower where Heleyf can rest? Xe will return to Asgard tomorrow with Thor.'

'Mother?' Thor questions.

'I want Heleyf rewarded for healing Loki,' Frigga says, 'and I refuse to leave Midgard until Loki wakes.'

Thor tilts his head and Tony says, 'Thor, you've got room on your floor, right?'

'Aye, Tony,' Thor says.

'Good, take Heleyf there, I'll call Happy and get him to pick you both up,' Tony says. He gives the healer a small smile when xe looks his way. 'Thank you.'

'It was my honour,' Heleyf says. Xe stands and bows from the waist down. 'Queen Frigga, Consort Anthony, I wish you pleasant tidings.'

With that xe and Thor are gone, leaving Tony and Frigga alone with a still unconscious Loki. Tony sighs heavily and thumps into the seat Heleyf vacated. It's a bit cold, but Tony doesn't care. He reaches out to take Loki's hand but his skin is so cold it burns and Tony hisses as he pulls back. He glances down to see that the tips of his fingers are black, but he knows that they'll heal quickly.

'You should rest, Anthony,' Frigga says, and Tony laughs softly. 'You look exhausted.'

'I am,' Tony agrees but doesn't take his eyes off of Loki. 'I'll rest properly when I see him open his eyes.'

Frigga smiles- Tony can hear it in her voice when she says, 'I will go speak to someone about bringing another bed in. I would ask for two, but I believe that I should make frequent visits to your home to bring things for you. And for Loki, when he wakes.'

'Thank you,' Tony says.

Frigga just smiles and nods at him before leaving, the door closing behind her with a soft click. Tony lets out a deep, bone-weary sigh and slumps further back into his seat. He tilts his head slightly so he can look at Loki without using much energy, and laughs briefly.

'Damn, Lo,' he says softly, 'you'll be real proud of me when you wake up. I flipped out and killed Doom.' Tony scratches at his beard. 'At least, that's what everyone tells me I did. I dunno, really. I don't care. He hurt you, so fuck him.' Tony pauses again, and then holds his own hands instead of one of Loki's. 'You gotta open your eyes soon, 'kay? I miss you.'

With that said, Tony falls silent and just sits, watching, waiting for his husband to wake up.

{oOo}

A soft, 'Anthony,' wakes Tony from an un-planned nap, and he's over Loki's bed and gripping his hand as quickly as possible. He hisses, and then remembers that oh, yeah, Frost Giant = super fucking cold. He lets go immediately and Loki gives him a tired smile. 'I don't have enough magic to make myself warmer,' he says.

'I don't fucking care!' Tony snaps. He then sighs and leans as close to Loki as he can without getting frost bite. 'I almost lost you, Lo.'

'Yes,' Loki agrees. 'I...'

'It's not your fault,' Tony says.

'It isn't yours, either,' Loki replies.

Tony scowls. 'Doom wanted-'

'It doesn't matter what he wanted,' Loki cuts in. 'He was the one who hurt me, not you. And when I'm well again, I will hunt him down and kill him like he almost did me.'

'Ah... about that,' Tony says and rubs the back of his neck. 'Doom's kind of... dead?'

Loki manages to raise an eyebrow. 'You don't sound sure,' he says.

'Definitely dead,' Tony says.

'Oh?' Loki muses. 'Did Thor avenge my honour?'

'I did,' Tony admits, and Loki's eyes widen. 'At least according to the Avengers- and the media- I did.' It was caught on video, so Tony now knows exactly how he reacted to Doom almost killing his husband.

'Tony?'

Tony sighs. 'I lost it, Lo,' he admits, 'I can't even remember doing it. I just... you were bleeding and broken and... I thought you were dead. So I made sure Doom was dead.'

Loki's entire face crumples and he reaches out, but it seems to take a lot of effort and he aborts the motion halfway through. His hand flops back atop the blanket and Tony lets out a choked laugh that's more a sob than anything else.

'I was so fucking scared, Loki,' he says. 'Please don't do that again.'

'You know I can't promise that,' Loki says.

'Yeah,' Tony sniffs, and then rubs at his eyes. Fuck, he's crying. 'But try? For me?'

Loki nods and makes a kissing action in Tony's direction that makes the genius laugh again. 'I love you,' Loki says.

'Yeah,' Tony smiles softly. 'I love you, too.'

{oOo}

Loki's alive, but by his estimate it'll be two or three weeks before he's back to normal, just like Heleyf said. When his magic returns enough so that he can control his body temperature again, Tony takes him home. Loki's weak and Tony has to carry him most of the time, but he doesn't care.

Both are subdued and even Thor's quiet on the ride home. When they enter the penthouse Frigga cries and hugs Loki tightly, which makes Loki wince and his mother start spouting off apology after apology. She'd visited Loki on the Helicarrier, but it's different, having Loki home again. It makes it feel like he really isn't going anywhere.

Tony doesn't step a foot out of the Tower for the entire three weeks and two days that Loki's healing. The only time he does leave is when Loki demands to be taken to the park so he can feel the sun on his face and breathe in some fresh air. Also, while Tony and Loki really do love each other, being cooped up with only each other for three weeks is slowly sending them both crazy. Well, crazier than usual. Frigga had returned home, and Thor had learned to space his visits out so Loki didn't try to take his head off with a lamp again.

Tony finds a nice bench in Central Park for them to sit on, and buys two hot dogs from a local vendor. The look of disgust on Loki's face is enough to make Tony laugh, and then Loki laughs when Tony chokes trying to stuff two hotdogs into his mouth.

Loki's still blue, so they draw a few looks but not all that many. It's New York, after all, and weirder people have been seen wandering around.

'I believe I shall be healed completely in another day,' Loki says.

'Yeah?' Tony asks.

'Mm,' Loki nods. 'My injuries have all healed. Now I'm just waiting for my magic to level out.'

Tony nods, and then frowns. 'Wait...' he says, 'if you're pretty much healed, why are you still blue?'

Loki hesitates briefly and stares out across the park as he answers. 'I... I believed that it was time for me to finally accept what I am.' He sighs. 'I still dislike this form, but I don't want it to be a weakness. I don't want somebody to... use this against me. And...' he takes a breath and turns to look at Tony, a soft smile just pulling at his lips. 'You love me, no matter what I look like. If you can love my Jötunn form, then I should be able to as well.'

Tony blinks rapidly, and then drops the remainder of his hotdog to launch himself at Loki. Loki curses him a bit but he's smiling when Tony kisses him. When they come up for air, Loki adds, 'There's also something that I wish to do for you.'

'Mm?' Tony mumbles from where he's sucking on Loki's neck. 'What's that?'

'I want you,' Loki purrs into Tony's ear, and Tony shivers; they haven't had sex since Loki was injured. Actually, the last time they had sex was six days before Loki was injured. To say that Tony's horny is an understatement.

'Good, 'cause you can have me,' Tony says.

Loki chuckles. 'You don't understand, Anthony.'

Tony pulls up at that and raises his eyebrows. Loki smirks. 'What?'

'I want you...' Loki drawls, running his blue hands down Tony's t-shirt, 'to fuck me while I'm in my Jötunn form.'

Tony's mind stops working. Seriously. The only words currently occupying the very big space between each ear are blue, fuck, Loki, Jötunn. Tony stares at his husband and blinks, opens his mouth then closes it when his brain refuses to make words form.

Loki laughs at him.

'What?' Tony eventually croaks out.

'You heard me,' Loki says.

'I... seriously?' Tony asks. 'Are you being serious right now? Is this serious? Are you punking me?'

Loki frowns. 'Am I what?'

'Never mind,' Tony shakes his head.

'Yes, Anthony, I'm being serious,' Loki says and rolls his eyes. 'I thought you wanted to have sex while I was Jötunn?'

'I do!' Tony hurries to say, and Loki smirks at how eager he is. 'But... Loki, I don't want to do it if you don't. We both have to be comfortable with it.'

'I believe that I will be,' Loki admits. 'If I feel uncomfortable at any point during it, I'll stop you.'

'Are you sure?' When Loki nods, Tony breaths out deeply. 'Okay. Okay, then we can try.'

'Good,' Loki says. 'I'm horny and I need you to fuck me as soon as possible.'

'O-Okay...' Tony stutters. 'Well, uh... have you had enough of the park for today?'

'Oh, I don't know,' Loki says slowly, 'I still haven't seen that tree, or that tree, or that bush...' Loki sits for ten minutes rattling off the various trees, bushes, and blades of fucking grass that he wants to see, until Tony snaps and starts molesting him on the bench. They only stop when a NYPD officer wanders past and orders them to stop. He then blinks rapidly when he sees Loki's blue skin, and his eyes widen when he realises just who was tongue-fucking the blue dude.

'Sorry,' Tony says, and Loki waves at the cop as Tony drags him to his feet and out of the park.

{oOo}

Hands are down pants and mouths are attached as Tony and Loki stumble into the penthouse. Clint and Thor are playing Assassin's Creed on Tony's X-Box when they stagger in, but Thor squeaks and runs out at the sight of them while Clint gives Tony a thumbs up and a, 'Yeah, you hit that, Stark!'

Loki turns around to snarl at him and Clint's quick to flee after that, leaving Tony free to peel Loki's shirt off and attack a rich blue nipple.

Loki tastes fucking awesome blue; fresher, colder, and just... better all around. Tony's sure that it's real and not just his mind fucking with him. And even if it is, Tony can't complain.

The Trickster's being very submissive today; he lets Tony push him back onto the bed, and raises his feet obediently so Tony can pull off his boots, his jeans, and then his underwear. After that Tony strips and mounts Loki as quickly as possible, making Loki chuckle into his mouth.

'Shut up,' Tony growls. 'I'm so fucking horny, my balls are blue.'

'Mine too,' Loki quips, and Tony bites down on his neck to suck a dark blue bruise into his skin. Loki moans and arches into him, rubbing his cool erection against Tony's. Tony shivers and his dick jumps, so Loki does it again, and again, until they're rutting against each other like two hormone-riddled teenagers.

It feels so good that Tony finds it hard to stop. It's Loki who does, pushing Tony aside so that he can roll over and reach into the bedside table.

'What are you doin'?' Tony pants.

'You've told me of Midgardian condoms,' Loki says, and Tony's frowning when Loki scoots back over. Rolling his eyes, Loki tosses the bottle of lube and a condom at the human. 'Unless you wish to be a father in twelve months, Stark, you'll put that on.'

'Oh...' Tony says, 'oh.' Right. Loki can get pregnant like this. Tony does want kids, but they haven't even been married a year. Tony'd like to make it two years, perhaps three, before he and Loki settle down and have kids. Well, he doesn't think that they'll ever really settle down like other families do, but still. Tony kinda likes the freedom he and Loki have right now. They won't be able to just teleport off to Vegas for a weekend or go camping for two weeks in the middle of nowhere or stay in bed fucking all day if they have a kid.

'Well?' Loki asks, then rolls onto his front and fucking presents his ass.

Tony's never moved faster in his life. He slides down Loki's body until he can part Loki's ass cheeks and stick his tongue in his hole. Loki moans and grabs at a pillow, burying his face in it as Tony licks, then blows across his entrance. He smells musky and tastes bitter, and Tony groans and dives back in for more, fucking Loki's hole open until he can slide a finger in along with his tongue. After that he has to pull back and slick his fingers with lube, because Loki's moaning and thrusting back and generally being a sex god, and Tony can't wait that much longer.

Loki fucks himself back on one, then two fingers. Soon enough Tony has three buried in Loki's ass and Tony's name is falling from Loki's lips, his nails tearing at the blanket beneath them. After a few minutes of prep Loki lifts his head from where he's been gnawing on the pillow case and growls, 'If you don't fuck me soon, Stark, I'll kill you.'

Tony smirks but pulls his fingers out. The condom slides through his slick digits but Tony manages to rip it open with his teeth. Pinching the tip and rolling it down his cock, Tony drizzles lube over his length and tosses the bottle aside in favour of sinking into Loki.

And, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck. Loki's tight and cold- warmer than the rest of him, but still cold. It feels fucking fantastic, and Tony groans shamelessly loudly as he sinks all the way in, balls resting against Loki's ass in less than a minute.

'Anthony,' Loki hisses beneath him, but it's muffled by the pillow.

'Fuck, Loki,' Tony says. 'You feel fucking amazing.'

'Guh,' is Loki's articulate reply, and Tony laughs, but then Loki squeezes around him and it turns into a moan. Tony rests his forehead between Loki's shoulder blades and growls, 'You're a cock.'

'You'd better start using your cock or I'll kill you!' Loki growls.

Tony can see no reason not to do as asked- well, ordered. He plants a hand on the bed beside Loki and slowly draws out before pushing back in. He doesn't want to rush this, but it's goddamn hard. He's always, always loved sex with Loki, but sex with blue Loki is another experience completely.

Loki groans and rolls his hips back, meeting Tony for every thrust. It feels fucking perfect and the two descend into silence that's only broken by moans and choked-off gasps. Tony doesn't think sex has ever felt this good, and tries to articulate his thoughts by licking, kissing, and biting Loki's shoulders and the back of his neck. Loki hisses each and every time, and Tony hears his name moaned every so often.

It's coming too quickly, and Tony briefly wonders through all the pleasure if Loki will stay blue long enough to let Tony do this again. Or maybe he'll fuck Tony. Yeah, that sounds good. Tony's belly is tightening and his balls are about to empty and oh, god, Loki has to stop moving like that because Tony's gonna blow and it's too soon, really too soon, just a little more-

Tony's hips stutter as he comes and he hisses, listens to Loki moan and feels him writhe beneath him. Tony's still in the middle of his fucking spectacular orgasm when Loki twists, pushes Tony onto his back, and mounts him.

Loki takes what he wants then, and Tony just hangs on and makes a whole lot of embarrassing noises. It feels good and painful, Tony still happily blissed out but his cock slowly getting more and more sensitive. Tony can't say no, not when Loki looks so fucking hot riding him; his face is all pleasure, and his mouth is a dark, angry-looking blue from where he's been biting his lips. He has hickies on his neck and chest, teeth-marks around one nipple from Tony's teeth. His cock is a dark shade of blue, almost purple, and leaking liquid.

Tony has enough sense to reach out and wrap his hand around Loki's cock. Tony barely gets through one stroke before Loki's coming, still ridding Tony, chasing every bit of pleasure he can catch. He dribbles over Tony's fist and stomach and groans from so deep in his throat that it's practically a purr.

With another, albeit very quiet, moan, Loki topples sideways onto the bed. Tony winces when his cock slips from Loki's ass, and sits up afterwards to pull off the condom, tie it up, and toss it in the direction of the bin.

'Fuck,' Tony groans and flops back onto the bed. Loki grunts. 'That was awesome, Lo.' When Loki doesn't say anything, Tony rolls over to peek at him. Loki has his face buried in the blankets and, apart from his back rising and falling with each breath, he isn't moving. 'Was it good for you?'

Loki laughs. 'Really, Anthony?' he asks.

'Yeah,' Tony grins.

Loki rolls over only far enough so that his voice doesn't come out muffled. 'Yes,' he says, 'it was perfect.'

'Awesome,' Tony grins. 'So, you wanna fuck me while you're blue?'

Loki smirks. 'As soon as I can move, I will fuck you so hard you'll need to buy a new bed.'

Chuckling, Tony says, 'I've been thinking about getting a bigger bed ever since we started sleeping together.'

'Good,' Loki says, then groans and buries his face back in the blankets. 'Now leave me alone until I'm ready to be pleasured again.'

Tony laughs. 'Yes, Princess.'

Apparently Loki has enough energy to kick Tony out of bed.

Bitch.

Author's Note: *shakes fist at muse* Damn you, Johnny! This chapter was just getting too long; I'd originally planned to have Jötunn!Loki/Tony sex and Loki's pregnancy in the same chapter, but it was getting too long so I decided to split it. There SHOULD be thirteen chapters, but let's see if the baby chapter gets any longer than it already is.

Cheers,

{Dreamer}