Later that night found Loki resting on the couch against Tony, curiously fiddling with the new gadget Tony had given him. Tony had called it an 'iPhone' and said it would help him communicate with people at the university as well as with him. It hadn't taken Thompson long to call Tony with the log-in info for Loki's university email address. Once Tony had helped him set up the email up on his phone, he found that there was already one message that detailed who his teaching assistant would be, how to reach her, and contained an attached document that detailed the basic curriculum for the class he'd teach and showed the previous professor's syllabus.
"I suppose I should find a way to get in touch with the assistant." Loki thought aloud as he stared down at the glowing little rectangle in his hands.
"Probably a good call. The sooner, the better. It's only about a month and a half till the fall semester starts, I think." Tony agreed, absently running his fingers through Loki's dark hair. "Why don't you email her and try to set something up? Maybe you two can meet up somewhere and get all your ducks in a row."
Loki nodded and found the young woman's information in the email. He wrote the message like any other letter he'd ever written - long-winded and full of formalities before finally getting to the point.
"Tony, can you read this to make sure it's alright?" he asked, handing the phone back to his lover.
"Sure, Lolo." Tony hummed, taking the phone and starting to read the message. After the first paragraph, he scrolled through a bit, only to find he kept scrolling for longer than he really needed to. "You can probably cut most of this out, Lokes. I mean, this is a twenty-something girl named Allison you're writing to, not the damn Queen of England."
"What do you mean?" Loki asked, moving to turn around and look over Tony's shoulder at his phone's screen.
"I mean all this shit in the beginning. You don't need to give your whole backstory when you're introducing yourself. You definitely don't need to give her all your titles. Just be brief and to the point. Say who you are and then why you're writing." Tony advised, handing the phone back.
"I did that, though. I told her who I am and why I'm writing to her and suggested times we could meet." Loki said with a confused frown.
"I mean, say like, 'My name is Loki Odinson, I'm the new Scandinavian Mythology professor.' Don't say, 'Loki Odinson, or Laufeyson, the Father of Lies and Mother of Monsters, heir to the throne of Jotunheim, the Stormbringer, first of his name, Khaleesi, blah blah blah.'"
Loki cocked an eyebrow at that and looked down at the email he'd tapped out with his fingers. "She wouldn't find that sort of thing rude?"
"Baby, she's a twenty-something girl in New York City. If she thinks an email that isn't five pages long is rude, she's in the wrong town." Tony said, wrapping an arm around the god to hold him close.
"I see. I'll shorten it, then." Loki agreed before promptly deleting the email and starting over to create a new message about a tenth of its original size. "How's this, then?"
Tony looked over at the new message and nodded. "A lot better. I think that's great."
Loki nodded and signed his name at the bottom of the email before sending it to the girl.
"Now what?" he asked, looking from his phone's screen to Tony.
"Now, you wait for her to get back to you," Tony replied.
"Ah." Loki hummed, looking back at the phone screen and waiting to get a reply.
Tony glanced over at the god after a few moments of silence. "Baby, it might take a bit. Your phone will give you a notification when you get a new email, okay? Then, there'll be a little red number at the top of that app's icon to let you know you have an email."
"Oh," Loki said, getting out of that app like Tony had shown him. He set his phone aside on the couch and wrapped his arms around Tony's waist as they sat together.
Tony smiled and kissed Loki's head, using his free hand to grab the TV remote and turn it on. He started to flip through channels mindlessly, laughing as Loki leaned up and started to bite at the lobe of his ear.
"Shoo, shoo. Get out of here, fly," he said, batting the god on the nose. He let the channel stay on the tabloid network while he got further distracted by the god, who quietly refused to leave his ear alone.
Loki grinned and laughed happily as Tony swatted at him, continuing to nibble on his ear and kiss where his ear met his neck. He only glanced at the TV for a second before smiling and going back to his teasing. "You're awfully popular today, aren't you?"
"What the hell are you talking about, Lolo?" Tony laughed, gasping softly when the god started to suck at his neck in the one spot he knew the god knew was maddeningly sensitive.
"The man on the box was talking about you just now." Loki hummed.
"Yeah? Only good things, I hope." Tony asked, turning to Loki and pressing their foreheads together.
"It seemed so. They said something about thinking you might be gay." Loki replied, gently kissing the tip of Tony's nose. "They seem to be heavily interested in your overall happiness."
Tony blinked at that and pulled away to grab the remote and rewind the TV.
"Tony? What's the matter?" Loki asked with a frown.
"Shh. Just be quiet for a little bit, Lolo. I wanna hear what they're saying." Tony said, pressing a hand over Loki's lips.
Loki huffed behind Tony's hand and unwrapped himself from around the other man. He crossed his arms over his chest instead and looked over at the TV to see what could have been so damn interesting that it made Tony want to ignore him.
"Tony Stark was spotted earlier today eating lunch on the NYU campus with a little boy on his lap. A lot of people wondered if it was some sort of publicity stunt." The entertainment news reporter said while a slideshow of various pictures from phone cameras appeared on the screen. "If it was a publicity stunt, it only got stranger about fifteen minutes later, when another man joined him and the pair were caught kissing. Some people on Twitter have pointed out that the man seems to be the same one Stark was seen getting coffee with about a week or so ago. Tony Stark's known for womanizing, so now that he's in a gay relationship, the internet's blowing up."
Tony watched the TV quietly and attentively. He frowned and paused the program. "Hey, FRIDAY, what channel is this?"
"It's TMZ, sir." The AI replied.
"Fucking rad. Get them on the phone right now." Tony said. "Lolo, you might wanna make sure Sleip's bedroom door is shut. I don't want him to hear me yelling."
Loki cocked an eyebrow but decided to question it later. Instead, he got up from the couch and went down the hallway to Sleipnir's room.
The door was cracked open, and with the sliver of light from the hall, Loki could see his little boy curled up in his bed, sleeping soundly with his thumb in his mouth. He smiled warmly and made a mental note to find the child some sort of soft toy he could cuddle and play with. Hel, why not go further and get him all sorts of toys? His boy would have the peaceful idyllic childhood he'd always wanted for him.
It was hard to resist the urge to slip into the room and pull the boy onto his lap to kiss and cradle him adoringly. However, Sleipnir was sleeping so peacefully, the last thing he wanted to do was wake him up.
"Rest well, little dear. I love you." He whispered into the room before quietly closing the door all the way. He lingered outside the door for a bit and jumped in shock when Tony started to shout in the other room. The initial shock passed quickly and he moved to see if he could put those nurturing urges to use.
When he walked back to the living room, he found Tony pacing around with his phone to his ear. For once, he was thankful that Thor had had such a fiery temper while they were growing up. Dealing with his brother's tantrums had given him more than enough experience to know how to deal with Tony's.
"I don't give a shit whether you wanted to show unedited pictures or not. Until you have written and spoken permission from that boy's father, my lover, you need to blur out his face." Tony spat into the phone. "No, you listen to me. I've been in this game for so fucking long that I know that I won't get any privacy, and my lover probably won't either. But the least you can do is treat a fucking child like a human instead of some zoo animal for your stupid goddamn TV show."
Loki kept quiet as Tony ranted on the phone, moving behind the other man to gently start rubbing his shoulders and guiding him back down to sit on the couch.
"Don't fucking ask me why. He's a child, that's why. He's only about six years old and he's not exactly from around here. If he suddenly starts to get attention from a bunch of strangers who recognize him from the internet and start gawking at him, he's gonna freak out. Until his father gives the okay, just let the kid have a relatively normal life." Tony huffed, letting Loki move him around and pull him close in his arms.
Loki held Tony in his arms and kissed his cheek softly. "Thank you for defending us. May I speak with them?" he whispered.
Tony paused when he heard Loki's soft, even voice in his ear. "You wanna talk to him, baby? You sure?"
"Yes. Please, may I?" Loki asked, holding out a hand for the phone.
Tony handed the phone over to Loki, figuring the god might be onto something.
"Hello." Loki hummed into the phone, keeping his voice even and calm while he used his free hand to rub Tony's back and continue to soothe him. "Yes, I'm Mr. Stark's partner and the boy's, Sleipnir's, father. You see, Sleipnir and I are technically foreigners here, and we're both working on adjusting to the culture here. Oh, we're from Asgard. Yes, the same Asgard that Thor's from. No, I'm not sure when he'll be coming back to Earth. Anyways, Thor isn't the point right now. What Mr. Stark and I are really asking is that this doesn't happen again in the future. I want my son to grow up as normally as possible, which doesn't seem likely when his face is broadcasted on televisions throughout the nation. Tony and I are adults, we understand that privacy outside of our home is unlikely. If you must show pictures of myself and him, that's fine. I don't have any bad side or unattractive angle."
Tony kept quiet and listened as Loki spoke on the phone. He rested his head on the other's shoulder, taking deep breaths to calm himself down. He rested his eyes as he felt Loki's hand move from his back up to the side of his head to gently stroke his cheek and start playing with his hair. He wondered how Loki was doing that with his voice. The words flowed smoothly like honey. He wondered if the god of lies was simply naturally talented at persuasion. Thor didn't seem to have an ounce of seidr, but the lights always seemed to get brighter whenever he walked into a room. Maybe Loki could be the same way with words.
"Yes, perhaps I'm biased, but I think Tony looks wonderful in any lighting and at any angle." Loki laughed. "You do understand what we're asking, though, yes? Ah, thank you. That's wonderful, thank you. Yes, good night."
When he was finished, he ended the call and handed the phone over to Tony again, kissing his cheek. "It's done. They won't be showing Sleipnir's face anymore, and the images that they did post online will be removed and replaced."
"Really? Just like that?" Tony asked, taking his phone back.
"Your approach was all too human, darling." Loki hummed, kissing Tony's cheek and smiling warmly at him. "Oh, I was thinking, tomorrow we should get Sleipnir some toys."
"Oh, good call. Then I can finish with his furniture." Tony hummed. "Hey, should we figure out what our relationship is, exactly? I mean, all I know for sure is that we're fucking, we're living together, and we're kinda both raising your son. He seems to think we're both his parents."
"Oh, I suppose that would be pertinent." Loki agreed.
"So, um…," Tony said, quickly realizing he had no idea what he was doing. Should he tell the god he loved him? Did he know that for sure himself? "We're telling everyone we're together. Are we?"
"I'd say so, yes. " Loki replied with a nod. "I'd call this a monogamous relationship."
"I mean, like, are we lovers, or partners? Are you my boyfriend now? Generally, when two people are having sex, living with each other, and raising a child together, that means they're pretty serious." Tony asked.
"Well, I'm not sure if our situation would make us a normal couple." Loki pointed out. "How do you feel about this? About Sleipnir and I?"
Tony fell quiet under the god's gaze and gently reached over to take Loki's hands in his own. "Sleipnir is great. He's like the kid I've always wanted. I've always wanted to have a family like this, but I don't know if I'm that great of a father. I didn't exactly have the best teacher growing up."
"Well, I think it's safe to say that I didn't, either," Loki replied, smiling softly at Tony. "But, Sleipnir adores you. I think you're a wonderful father to him."
"I really love that kid, Lolo," Tony admitted. "He's such a sweet little angel. Plus, he looks a lot like you. There's so much fun stuff around New York I want to do with him."
Loki smiled at that and leaned forward to kiss Tony's lips warmly. "I look forward to all the days we have ahead of us."
"I love you," Tony replied without thought.
Loki beamed at the words and pressed their foreheads together. "I love you, too, Tony Stark."
"I guess this means we're each other's boyfriend?" Tony asked, winding his arms around Loki's waist while he watched his lover's skin shift as the sun finally disappeared behind the horizon.
"I suppose so. That's our label for this, then." Loki replied with a nod.
"Awesome." Tony hummed, holding the god close to himself on the couch and falling backward to pull the other down on top of him. He grinned as he let his hands wander up the back of Loki's shirt, gently running his fingers over the cool skin. "You know, this form of yours is really nice to have around in summer."
"I'm sure it is." Loki chuckled, smiling as he felt Tony's warm hands run up and down his back until they slipped underneath the waistband of his pants. "I think you just like having my body around, regardless of the weather."
"You got me there." Tony purred, kissing the god on the nose.
Loki laughed and slipped his hands up the front of Tony's shirt to start feeling at his stomach and chest. "I think I found another advantage to this form."
"Yeah? What's that, Lolo?"
"Your nipples become rock hard the moment I so much as touch them."
Tony blinked and flushed while Loki made his point clear by rubbing his icy thumbs over his chest. "Why don't we call it bedtime a bit early tonight?"
"I think that's an amazing idea," Loki replied, getting up and taking Tony's hand before practically running to the bedroom with him.
Once they were in the room, he pushed the door shut and guided Tony down to sit on the bed. He smiled up at the other man and dropped down to his knees, settling down between Tony's legs.
"Tell me if it's too cold, alright? If you want me to stop, I'll stop." He said as he unbuttoned Tony's pants and unzipped them to pull his half-hardened arousal out.
"Alright, I think I can manage that," Tony replied. He leaned forward to hold Loki's hair from his face and watched in awe as the dark blue lips parted just enough for his tongue to dart out and start licking from the base to the tip of his cock.
"Holy shit, baby." Tony sighed as he watched Loki with awe.
The god looked up at him and smiled before continuing to tease him with his tongue for a while until he finally wrapped his lips around the tip of his cock.
Tony smiled at the sight of those lips descending further and further down the length of his cock. Loki's lips and mouth were warm, which contrasted with the cold surface of the rest of his body. His nose was cold when it pressed against his skin. His cheeks had flushed purple and his ruby eyes looked up at him with adoration. He almost wanted to pull his phone out and take a picture and keep it forever. "Jesus, God, I love you." he breathed.
Loki hummed around his cock in reply and moved his hands up to gently rub Tony's thighs. He stayed there for a moment longer before starting to pull back slowly, only stopping when the faint sound of rock music cut off Tony's heavy breathing.
"Mr. Stark, Nick Fury is calling you," FRIDAY announced.
"Can he take a message, I'm a little busy," Tony replied. Of fucking course, Fury would wait until Loki was deepthroating him to call him for the first time in months.
"It seems rather urgent, sir. He's outside the building with multiple SHIELD vehicles now." FRIDAY replied.
Loki looked up at Tony at that and reluctantly pulled off his cock, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "How much do you think they want me to be a part of this?"
"It's probably about you existing, so probably a lot. I'm right here, Lolo. Don't worry about it." Tony said with a sigh, stroking the god's dark hair. "Alright, FRIDAY, I'll talk to them."