"God damn there's a lot of you." Tony teased as he ran his hands up Loki's chest, waiting impatiently for him to shed his long jacket and step out of his boots.
"Yes, well wouldn't you be disappointed if there wasn't?" Loki said mildly and Tony outright laughed at him, dragging him down for a kiss as they each tried to undress the other, hands wandering to every patch of skin they could reach. There was only a few candles lit in the room and even Tony was frustrated at not being able to see more, he knew Loki was more comfortable this way, where it wouldn't be as obvious if his skin changed.
"Isn't there magic for this?" Tony complained, laying his necklace carefully on the table, and working at the ties of his own pants. "You can teleport us but you can't whisk our clothes away?"
"Are you this impatient with Thor?" Loki was slipping his own shirt up and over his shoulder, and grabbed Tony, yanking him against his body, grinning at the soft moan the mortal gave.
"Thor has mastered getting undressed in less than a minute." Tony retorted. "We are never wasting time with this sort of thing."
Loki raised an eyebrow. "Well then."
A lazy wave of his hand and Tony shrieked when they were suddenly naked together, completely unprepared for so much of Loki to be pressing against him.
"God damn there's a lot of you." He said again, except this time his voice shook, and it was Loki's turn to laugh, soft and slow and entirely too pleased with himself.
"But Anthony, wouldn't you be disappointed if there wasn't ?" He crooned, and started urging Tony back towards the bed, thrilled when he came willingly because even now, even naked together- Loki was still… still unsure.
But Tony followed him onto the bed eagerly, crawling up the mattress, greedy hands stroking and scratching over Loki's chest and sides, tracing the lean muscles, skipping over ribs with light fingers.
Once they were close enough to kiss, Loki lifted his head to meet him, mouths and lips and teeth and tongues all clashing together, slipping and curling into each other's warmth, nipping and biting and teasing until Loki arched his back, moaning softly for more .
Then Tony grinned, dotting little kisses over Loki's jaw and down his neck, stroking a thumb over the pulse point at the base of Loki's neck, feeling how hard his heart was pounding with a satisfied smirk. He leaned in and sealed his lips just there , sucking lightly and then harder , teeth worrying a purple bruise onto the pale skin, and Loki cried out, hips moving restlessly against the mattress, fists clenched tight into the sheets.
"Touch me." Tony whispered. "Too dark to see you properly, at least touch me, come on."
He lay a last, gentle kiss over the bruise, knowing it wouldn't be there in the morning and moved lower, humming contentedly when Loki's hands finally landed on him.
"That's right." He encouraged, and Loki sighed, relaxing even more as he let his hands wander down Tony's back, around to press over his heartbeat, lower over hips and thighs.
Tony drew a quick breath when Loki's fingers were close, so close, but then he moved again, and Tony went back to licking and tasting his way down Loki's flawless body, flicking his tongue out to tease at a nipple, coming back to it when Loki's breath caught.
"Like that?" He asked, and did it again, groaning when Loki's hips lifted, cock pressing into Tony's stomach. "Yeah, we can do this."
Tony moved so he could place his knees on either side of those long legs, but Loki shook his head. "No, Anthony. I would have you here."
Loki parted his thighs, spread them wide and urged Tony between them and Tony nearly bit his tongue off when their bodies lined up, when his cock bumped against Loki's entrance.
" Yes ." Loki's voice was hoarse and his entire body shuddered when Tony rocked into him. "Anthony, please ."
"Are you sure?" Tony asked, even as he tried to get closer, even as he reached down and circled Loki's cock with his hand, stroking from base to tip, feeling the demi god tremble beneath him. "I was definitely going to let you-"
"No, darling." Loki reached down to wrap his hand around Tony's, moving him exactly how he liked. "I would prefer you to be the one in control."
"Are you alright?" Tony kept stroking him, but lay soft kisses everywhere he could reach. "Is this-"
"This is perfect." Loki's hand dropped away and in the the near dark, Tony could see him stretch up, hands above his head, gripping tightly at the pillows. " Please ."
"Lo, want you to touch me." Tony leaned up to reach for one of his hands. "Let go of the pillows and hold on to me."
He tried to tug at Loki's wrist, and Loki froze beneath him. " Don't."
"Okay." Tony stilled his hand, pulled away so they weren't touching in quite so many places. "What's wrong? Do we need to stop?"
"No, I just-" Loki's voice was strained, embarrassed, his eyes shut. "Anthony I have not done this since before I discovered my heritage and I'm afraid-"
"You're afraid that since your glamour slips, you'll get carried away and change." Tony finished. "And freeze my dick off or something."
"I would have phrased it differently." Loki said dryly, but the embarrassment was gone from his tone and he seemed to relax a little. "But yes, that is correct."
"That's why you aren't touching me." Tony ventured. "Too much um… like a sensory overload. Too much going on and you can't concentrate."
"Exactly." Loki reached for his hand then and laced their fingers together. "Thank you. Thank you for understanding."
"It's fine." Tony rubbed his thumb over Loki's fingers thoughtfully. "I get it. Too much input and everything else shuts down."
"Yes."
"So if this is too much…" Tony sighed. "Lets slow down. Go back to just sleeping."
"No. No." Loki protested. "Anthony, please, just because I cannot be as involved as I wish-"
"I don't want to be doing things to you and you just- not our first time at least." Tony said adamantly. "Lets just lie down and-"
"You are correct. That would be uncomfortable." Loki sat up, trying to draw his knees up to his chest. "Perhaps we should not do this after all. I thought I was ready and I am not, apparently. I want you, Anthony, but with these… limitations, with my past and with needing to control my magic- I fear it may not happen at all. Forgive me."
"No apologies. Not needed." Tony moved off of him and scooted up to sit against the headboard so their shoulders were touching. "Um. So you said… you said you preferred if I was the one in control."
"I could hurt you." Loki was shivering, and Tony grabbed at the comforter, pulling it up and over his knees, tucking it around his shoulders. "Whether with my frost, or my strength or if my magic pulsed. So many ways for me to hurt you. If you are in control, I can keep my glamour and my Magic locked down."
"But then you wouldn't enjoy it as much." Tony pointed out. "And I am a lot of things, but I have never been someone to leave a partner less satisfied than I after a night together."
"Then I suppose we are back to not doing this then." Loki's voice cracked, his words broken.
He was lonely, even with Tony next to him. Lonely and cold because he had been so close this time. Close to being held, and loved even if it was just for a few minutes. He had only wanted it for a few minutes. Just long enough to forget.
And Anthony had been ready. Hard and eager against him, his body so warm and soft above him.
And then he had panicked and now things were ruined.
"Can I sit behind you?" Tony suddenly asked and Loki jumped, lost in his thoughts.
"Your pardon?"
"Can I sit behind you? Unless you want me to leave, I mean. I'd like to stay but-"
"No." Loki wiped at his eyes and scooted forward on the bed. "Please don't leave."
"Just gonna sit right here, okay?" Tony slid behind him, then wrapped his arms around Loki and pulled him back against his chest. "Is this alright?"
Loki seemed to melt against him, his tall frame relaxing and curving to touch as much of Tony as he could, head falling back onto Tony's shoulder. His arms rested on Tony's thighs and knees, and Loki could feel him in the small of his back, still not entirely uninterested, even though Loki had called such an abrupt halt to their activities.
"Alright?" Tony asked again, and Loki realized he hadn't answered yet, so he just nodded, turning his face into Tony's neck and breathing in deep.
"Yes. Thank you. Thank you for not leaving." His voice was heavy with relief, and Tony nodded.
"Not going anywhere, Lo. I told you. But I still really want to touch you, can I touch you?" Tony asked. "I'm going to ask before I do anything, and you can just tell me yes or no and we can stop anytime. Or tell me no, right now, and I'll- yell for cake or something and we can hang out like this."
"Yes. Yes , touch me."
Loki kept his eyes closed, tried to slow his breathing as Tony's hands started wandering over him.
First fingers lightly over his shoulders, then firmer, digging into the muscles to work at the knots. Then- "can I touch your neck? That's a weird spot for me, is it alright for you?"- and when Loki nodded again, Tony kissed his hair and went to work on his neck, whispering something about how perfect his skin was, and Loki bit his lip to hide a whimper.
"Good?" Tony asked. "Can I touch you here?" He smoothed his hand over Loki's chest, pushing the blankets down, brushing over little nubs that had Loki jerking and cursing under his breath.
" Yes. "
Tony spent a few minutes in that particular spot, smiling to himself as Loki started panting, started arching into his hands, and he tried to remember what he liked when Thor played with him, and trying to do the same. He alternated between light and rough touches, his nails scraping just barely and then harder when Loki moaned something into his ear. "Next time-" he whispered. "Next time I'll use my tongue and my teeth ."
" Anthony." Loki was twisting against him now, his legs falling open beneath the comforter and Tony couldn't help the flex of his hips, a jolt of interest had his cock digging into Loki's back.
"Can I touch you here?" Fingers down Loki's stomach, over a sharp hipbone and Loki squirmed, whispering yes yes as Tony inched towards his cock. "Do you have lube? Or lotion or-"
"Table." Loki managed, swallowing a protest as Tony pulled away to reach towards the table. He wasn't ready for this to stop yet, and he sighed in relief when Tony was right back with in seconds, easing Loki's head back onto his shoulder. A gentle hand at his hips to slide him up a little further against Tony's chest and then finally finally finally a hand slick with lotion stroking down his length and Loki nearly came off the bed, a sharp cry from his throat.
"Oh that's good." Tony groaned. "Come on, babe, make that noise again for me."
"Anthony!" Loki gasped. " Please , please touch me. Oh-"
"Oh my god." Tony wasn't about to stop, barely able to close his fingers around Loki's cock, but squeezing lightly and pulling over him in slow, sure strokes.
With his other hand he was rubbing down Loki's thighs, pressing at his waist, sliding his hand underneath to palm and knead at Loki's ass, tugging one of those long legs up and over his own knee to open Loki up further.
The he did something, maybe something with his wrist or his fingers- Tony wasn't quite sure what he did but Loki was suddenly cursing, grabbing at him, hips thrusting into his fist and Tony could have come just from that- just that perfectly deep voice pleading and swearing and that beautiful body twisting and moving against him.
" Again." Loki begged, burying his face in Tony's neck, kissing and nipping at the tender skin. "Please, my love, again ."
"Lo." Tony mumbled, turning his head so he could kiss his hair, any spot on his face he could reach until Loki lifted his head to give him a proper- if not sideways- kiss. "Damn you're beautiful babe."
"Touch me." Loki whispered and covered Tony's hand with his own, moving them faster, letting Tony hold him tighter until all he could do was gasp and moan and tremble , his hands falling away to tear at the sheets, pushing up into Tony's slick palm until he was close, damn it he was so close-
- And then Tony in a soft, low voice, threading his fingers through Loki's long hair and pulling until Loki's back arched- "Come for me, babe. Let me see you, come on."
" Anthony- " a string of words in a language Tony didn't recognize, the sheets ripping as Loki's grip tightened and then he fell right over his edge with something like a scream, pulsing and spilling over Tony's fingers, onto his stomach, shaking and gasping, moaning as he tried to catch his breath.
"Anthony. Anthony , my love-" He was barely coherent, rolling his hips, his entire body against Tony as jolts of pleasure worked through him.
Tony kept talking to him, quiet words of reassurance when Loki's voice shook, soft murmurs of how beautiful he was when Loki turned in his arms trying to snuggle closer.
"Did I hurt you?" Loki asked shakily, as Tony brought the blankets back around his shoulders. "I don't know if I changed or if I-"
"You got a little chilly there." Tony pulled him closer, relaxing back into the pillows and untangling their legs so Loki could lay on his chest, right over his heart. "But nothing froze and more importantly, nothing fell off."
Loki laughed against him, then shifted and traced his hand down Tony's stomach. "Allow me to-"
"Uhh-" Tony grabbed his hand. "I'm fine."
"I don't understand." Loki frowned, trying to read Tony's expression in the dim light. "Please, darling, let me-"
"Lo!" Tony yelped and grabbed his hand again as it wandered lower, bringing it to his mouth for a sweet kiss. "Thor always teases me about having the staying power of an adolescent and uh...He wasn't wrong this time. Apparently it doesn't take much more than having you make noises like that to get me going. Um- you have a mess on your back. Sorry about that. You're just… I mean damn Lo. Who sounds like that?" He shook his head. "I didn't stand a chance."
"Oh." Loki's eyebrow rose, then a wicked smile curled around his lips. "Oh my, Anthony. I do like that." He slid up Tony's body to he could whisper right into his ear. "To bring you pleasure without a touch is high praise indeed."
Then he purred low in his throat, trilling his tongue and Tony breathed a laugh. "Yes, that's what I need. Yet another god realizing that I am helpless against you two. Just helpless ."
Loki kissed him gently, cuddling back against him and sighing. He reached for Tony's hand, lacing their fingers together, and Tony held him a little tighter when he felt the tremble in Loki's fingers.
"What is it?" he asked softly. "Are you alright?"
"It has been a long time since I believed in anything like this, Anthony. Thank you. That you were… thoughtful enough to try something different, to try and ensure that I would not lose myself-Thank you."
Tony just closed his eyes and held him, not saying anything about the tears soaking his chest, or the way Loki was still shaking against him.
"Not going anywhere, Lo."
" I believe you ."
