Thank you all for the reviews, I love them the most. But thank all for the favs and favorites! Here's the new chapter. It contains sex and sexiness, as I think Loki and Tony need. I hope ya'll need! Let me know what you think! LOTS AND LOTS OF LOVE!

The morning came too soon and Tony found his arm numb, but it was worth it with the Norse god curled tightly against him, face buried in one side of his neck and snoring softly. Tony glanced blearily to his right and could plainly see Steve gone. But could hear clinking dishes nearby, of course.

"Jay, time," he whispered, and in a soft tone Jarvis announced it was after ten.

Loki groaned curling tighter to Tony's side, pressing him to the back of the couch without knowing.

"Baby, wake up, come on," he nudged him gently, rubbing circles into the small of his back, "This couch may be awesome man, but it ain't a bed."

"S'fine," Loki groaned.

"You are a prince, you need all-feather pillows and silk sheets, you can't be that comfortable."

"You'd be wrong," Loki growled, pulling Tony closer to him with two hands and mumbled something.

"What was that? I'm your water bottle?" he laughed shaking his head, "Yeah, well I hear Steve all in the kitchen with Dina, so that means good food, right?" and as Tony said this he could smell the waif of bacon making its way into the living room and his stomach growled.

"What is that, what is cooking…" Loki's sleepy tone was completely abandoned.

"Bacon I think why, I thought…"

Loki was near shoving Tony off the couch and bee-lining to the bathroom, and soon after that he heard heaving.

Before Tony moved to the bathroom he hurried into the kitchen, "Hey Cap, uh exnay on the baconay, I think we've hit a nerve with Lokes. He's uh, currently puking his poor guts up…"

"Oh geez, I'm sorry!" Steve immediately began to apologize, pulling skillets off the stove.

"Hey, it's cool, Jay open up all the windows air this all out."

"God Tony I'm sorry," Steve's face was pulled into an all-out frown.

"You didn't know, I think these things just happen, out of the blue, nothin's made him sick yet."

"You better go see to him, ask him…I don't know if he feels up to eating anything."

"I will, don't worry," Tony gave a smile.

"Hey babe, you alright?" Tony asked.

Loki had his arms braced over the toilet, spitting, "Do not ask stupid questions…that was the most grotesque thing I've ever smelled…please tell me it is gone."

"Yeah, of course, all gone, Steve didn't mean to. Bacon is just a basic breakfast food…
Loki hiccupped and groaned, "Do not say the word."

Tony zipped his lips, "Noted."

Loki gulped, flushed the toilet again and rose from the floor, "I do not wish to experience that again."

"I'll get you some ginger ale, how's that sound?"

"I know not what that is, but if it eases my stomach I welcome it, no food, no mention of food."

Tony thought about things to stock in the mansion, and even though Loki hadn't been sick yet he made a mental note to have ginger ale around. If it had worked when he was a sick kid, it had to work on pregnant Norse gods right?

Tony returned from the kitchen, where Steve was still muttering apologies and handed Loki the fizzing glass, "Just sip, don't gulp."

"I didn't plan on gulping," Loki snapped with a huff, but on the third sip of the sweet liquid his stomach eased, he relaxed.

"You wanna lie back down?" Tony offered.

"No, I'm not tired, if anything I'm anxious," Loki sighed, turning to his lover, "The nausea has passed, do not worry anymore about it."

"I still think you should rest," Tony argued.

"I'm quite fine," he was near urging Tony out of the bathroom at this point, and once he didn't sense the smell any longer he urged him into the kitchen.

"Loki I didn't know, I'm sorry I made ya so sick," Steve began.

"It's alright, think nothing of it, how could you have known?" Loki smirked, "I'll have some fruit, however, despite my state. I know the babe must eat. You did nothing wrong. Please continued with what you were doing…minus the cooking of meat."

"Sure Loki, sure," Steve said quickly, "You want anything else?"

"No, I-I think I'll stick with fruit for now…I'm not in the mood for anything heavy." Loki spoke kindly, "Do not worry yourself."

Loki's stomach had settled, and with the warmth of the afternoon sun he'd grown sleepy and in his pregnant state fallen asleep for some time. When Tony found him he was perched at the edge of the porch, lounging in one of two hammocks, long legs dangling, bare feet.

"Hey baby, you enjoying the sunset without me?" Tony's voice arrived on the porch.

"If you'd had half a mind to join me you would not have missed it," Loki grinned, eyes closing as Tony bent and kissed him.

"Well, I was kind of making plans for us tonight, Steve just so happened to meet a 'lady' yesterday at a coffee shop. He has a date and you and I have the place to ourselves." Tony smiled, arching his eyebrows playfully.

Loki was grinning too, "Are you sure you didn't persuade him to leave?"

"All of his own freewill and if we're lucky that 90-year-old virgin will get his cherry popped," Tony laughed, "So anyway, I was thinking," he clicked a remote in his hand and soft music began to pour from speakers around the porch, "I could spoil the ever livin' hell out of you?"

"And what will that entail?" Loki smiled, still lax against his hammock.

"I ordered us dinner, which is waiting inside, lit an insane amount of candles, which was easy with as long as you've been out here. After that, anything you want," Tony said, tugging Loki out of his warm haven and capturing his mouth.
"Anything I want?" Loki exhaled.

"Anything," Tony pressed his lips to Loki's, urging them open and teasing his tongue, rocking their bodies to and fro, hand resting on Loki's waist and kneading the tender flesh there with careful fingertips.

"You have a plan," Loki laughed softly, arching into Tony's touch.

"Is that okay? I mean you don't have to; I wasn't insinuating that I was only doing this to seduce you…" Tony flustered

Loki chuckled against his mouth, "This is the first attempt to seduce me since my rescue and I'm grateful for it. Don't stop, or you'll come to great harm,"

Tony maneuvered them into the bedroom, or at least he thought he was, Loki was near dragging them there. He was nervous about suggesting sex, because, as Loki had said, he didn't initiate it, in fear of spooking him. Especially in his pregnant state.

Loki groaned when Tony began nipping at his throat, making slow but sure tracks down his chest, expertly capturing one nipple between his lips and urging it a perk and pebble state. When he actually bit down, not too much he hoped, Loki yelped, his back arching into the touch, "Stark."

"Oh, we're bringing out the 'Stark' are we? This must be serious," with that he switched to the other nipple carefully working it between two fingers.

"Yes, because you're teasing!" Loki gulped, eyes clenched shut, breath faulty.

"I'm not rushing this, or at least I'm not trying babe," Tony smirked, hand roaming lower past the waist of Loki's pants, and easily slipping between already slick folds. When Loki didn't protest, haughty breaths becoming heavier he reached fingers further, searching for that nub. He found it and nudged it, running a careful thumb in calculated circular motions, stroked it until Loki was writhing.

"Tony," Loki groaned, he wouldn't admit now, that this wasn't anything he'd ever experienced, someone so attune with his body and so accepting. So dedicated to assure his pleasure. It was ten times better than when they were together before, before all of this newness. Before his true body. Tony lined up and eased into Loki, only the tip of his penis at first, making careful note of Loki's breathing, when he wasn't met with gasps he delved deeper.

"Would you still want me if…" Loki asked abruptly, eyes open and locked on Tony.

"What?" Tony stuttered.
"If I weren't…like this…" Loki gasped, "I mean…female parts…"

"Don't," Tony growled, expertly thrusting at an angle to leave Loki wordless, and without even thinking snaking a lubed hand to his backside, thumbing and playing with his entrance before carefully pushing in with one finger, which made Loki buck violently, as he began to reach climax, "You're Loki, I love you, no matter what, no matter how, love you…I love you…come on baby. I got you, this is for you, come on,"

And Loki did, come, so crazily he lost sight, his body arching so violently it looked almost painful.

For a moment they were two grunting and panting beings. It was only when they were coming down from it all that Loki spoke.

"Tony…"

"I love you, I wish you'd stop with the 'does he love me' bullshit" Tony tried to say with even breath, "Come on beautiful, I've got you." Tony eased him out of orgasm to post orgasm bliss, trying to catch his own breath. His hands ran endlessly over Loki's bare back, "I love you, you're everything to me. Loki, when are you gonna get that?"

Loki was silent, spent and exhausted as he lay against Tony's chest, "I do know that, I do get that…I just…" and he bit back the urge to cry, slumping against Tony, "I'm not completely sure of my body…I hope you can understand that."
"Sure baby, I get that, but you need to understand, I don't care. I love you, plain and simple," He snaked arms around Loki and pulled him to his chest closer than close, "And I think that's okay…no more hiding…for real…"

"Yes, no more hiding,"

"I would have you no matter what, all that wonderful gay sex we had before," he gave a smirk and a wink, "Or what we have now, it doesn't matter, because it's you and me. End of the day, that's all that matters."

Loki managed to suppress a watery laugh, "Yes, all that matters."