Pairings: Steve & Loki (explicit), Thor & Tony, Tony & Pepper, Pepper & Jane, Thor & Tony & Pepper (hinted) [I think this just got very complicated]
Loki appears in the darkness of Steve's apartment. It is almost 3 a.m. here. The Trickster's plan is to slip into bed and be there when his lover wakes. A quiet surprise but one that the god hopes will be appreciated.
But as he silently climbs into bed, Loki notices the furrow in Steve's brow, the twitches and harsh breathing. It is a dream and not a nice one. The soldier makes a harsh noise that worries his lover.
"Steve darling?" Loki says quietly as he places a hand lightly on the muscular arm.
The soldier's eyes fly open. He automatically grabs the person next to him and pins the intruder against the bed. Blue eyes look down menacingly at the form below him.
"Steve? Darling? It's me…Loki."
"Kitten?" he asks, confusion in his voice and eyes.
"Yes."
"It's you? You're real?"
"Yes, I'm real, my Darling. I'm real, and I came to see you."
"You're really real?"
Loki laughs. "Yes. I'm really real. You can feel me if you like."
Steve kisses the god, his lips pressed firmly against those of the man below him. "I've missed you," he breathes then returns to the kissing. He allows his body to relax against his lover as his mouth opens, a silent invitation that is quickly accepted.
The Trickster's hands travel up Steve's back, pulling him closer as their tongues push against each other.
The soldier lifts his head up and looks into the green eyes. "You won't be missed?"
"Dinner is over. I've retired for the night. They won't expect me back for 10 or 12 hours." He kisses his lovers jaw. "You don't have to go to work, correct?"
"Correct." Steve shifts so that they are on their sides facing each other. He runs his hand down the god's neck and chest. "10 or 12 hours?"
"I do need to get some sleep."
"We'll see." Steve's hands begin to roam. Their touch is soft but firm as though trying to verify that the man in bed with him really is Loki.
The god kisses his lover's neck. He feels a touch slide over his back and under his waistband. His ass is given a squeeze.
The soldier suddenly pushes him away. "Did you send in your report?"
"Yes, Captain. I sent in my report."
"Good. And thank you. I've been worried ever since you left. Getting those reports lets me know you're okay."
"I know," Loki replies as he runs his fingers over his lover's lips. "That is why I send them." He gives the soft lips a kiss.
Steve pulls away again. "Don't be mad."
Loki is suddenly wary. "Why would I be mad?"
"Because Natasha knows about us." The god rolls onto his back and stares up at the ceiling as Steve tries to explain what happened and why he told her. "She hasn't told anyone at S.H.I.E.L.D. yet, but she wants to talk to you…before she makes a final decision."
The god takes a breath. Natasha again. He supposes he shouldn't be surprised. After all, she was the one Avenger to get the better of him, getting the Trickster to reveal a portion of his plan before he intended. "I'm not angry," he says. "I am…sorry." And he is. He's just not sure what he's sorry about.
"It's not your fault. I just…"
Loki looks into the artist's blue eyes. "I didn't come here to talk. I came here so you could ravish me."
"Ravish you?" Steve repeats in surprise.
"I've missed you. I've missed your touch. I've missed your lips. I've missed your eyes. I've missed your voice and your art and your scent. I've missed sleeping beside you and waking up to the smell of your coffee. I've missed the way you make me feel."
Steve's hand caresses Loki's cheek. He wants to respond just as beautifully, but he doesn't have a way with words the way Loki does. Instead, he says simply, "I love you, too, Kitten," and places a soft kiss on the mouth he's missed. He's kissed back with an unexpected fervor.
The artist leans closer into Loki and runs a hand down the bare chest. There's a need and a heat behind the kisses now. Steve lets it overtake him, allowing his body to drive his actions. He moves one leg to rest between the god's and then shifts his body to cause a bit of friction.
Loki tries to push Steve's pants down.
The artist gets out of bed and pulls back the covers. He grabs the waistband of Loki's pants and yanks them off. Then he pushes down his own.
The god bends his knees and spreads his legs. He wants the artist inside of him. He wants it more than anything.
Steve gets the lubricant and the condoms. He gets back on the bed and puts both items within easy reach of where he sits just below Loki. He adds the lubricant to his fingers then presses them against his lover's anus. One of the fingers slips inside.
Loki opens his mouth and sighs. He tilts his head back and enjoys the sensation his lover is producing within him. The God of Mischief looks into the blue eyes and smiles as Steve works the finger inside him. He begins to move, pressing his body into his lover's touch. A moan escapes his lips as a second finger joins the first.
The enjoyment Loki is expressing in his movements and his eyes has Steve completely enthralled. He wants to give Loki even more pleasure, to hear the god pant and whimper and scream his name when he comes. The good thing is he knows what the Trickster likes. The fingers are removed. When green eyes give him a questioning look, all he says is, "Turn around."
Loki gives a small half smile. "But I want to see you. I want to look into your eyes when you take me."
Steve runs a hand over the god's leg. "Turn around." When Loki still doesn't move, he switches to his Captain's voice. "Turn around."
Watching the Trickster immediately obey with arms spread to the corners of the bed arouses him even more than he had been. The artist retrieves two lengths of rope and ties Loki to the bed using the knot that goes around the wrist and knuckles. He returns to his place between his lover's legs.
Adding lubricant to his hand, Steve eyes the ass in front of him resting on the god's heels. His two fingers slip back in easily, causing Loki's shoulders to tense, the arms to pull against the ropes. He caresses, crooking his fingers, rotating his wrist until he brushes against the bundle of nerves that makes the god moan. He pulls out completely then reenters with an additional digit.
His fingers spread as they work inside his lover. Steve watches the Trickster's back move with each change in touch. He listens to the alterations in the god's breathing and to the tiny sounds that escape the throat.
"Oh, Darling. Oh, my sweet Darling," Loki moans.
Steve runs a hand along that beautiful back. His fingers leave the warmth of the body in front of him. Here, now, he'd normally shove his cock inside and start fucking in earnest. But he doesn't want this to be normal. He adds more lubricant to his hand.
Loki is surprised when he feels fingers enter him again. He knows Steve had an erection as he was being tied up. Did it disappear? Is it something he did or didn't do? And then he feels extra pressure as his anus is stretched more than before. "Oh. Oh dear," he breathes.
Blue eyes stare transfixed as four fingers slowly slide further into Loki's ass. His cock is practically screaming for attention, and he gives it two rough rubs with his other hand before returning to the god's back. He runs his thumb around the outer rim of the anus as his hand rotates with continued forward pressure.
"Oh, Steve!" Loki pulls against the ropes, pushes back and up into each hand.
When he gets to the knuckles, the artist pulls back just enough to squeeze his thumb inside the stretched hole. He grabs the lubricant and adds a bit more to his hand. Steve continues the forward push.
Loki moans, the same moan as the first night they were together. The moan that Steve is never really sure comes from pleasure or pain, though he now knows it's probably from both.
"Does it hurt, Kitten?"
The god can't answer. He can't speak. All that comes out is a strangled choking sound that compels Steve to touch himself.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asks as he runs a hand slowly up and down his own cock.
Loki vigorously shakes his head no.
Steve forces his hand away from his erection and places it against Loki, the pre-cum smearing against the fair skin. He pushes further in. Slowly, slowly his knuckles disappear within his lover to the sounds of gasps and moans. The artist works his hand deeper inside until all that can be seen is his wrist. He rotates his hand and brushes against the god's prostate.
Jerking against the ropes, Loki finally finds his voice. "Steve! Fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck. Yes! There! That! Yes!"
The artist's free hand is back on his cock and rubbing quickly up and down the shaft as his other hand continues to stroke the spot that has his lover convulsing. He feels Loki's orgasm contracting around his hand, hears the ecstasy through the string of crude and thankful exclamations. To feel and hear all of that, knowing he is the cause gets him to the very edge of his own release. He thrusts into his hand with single-minded determination.
"Loki. Kitten. Do you love me?" he asks breathlessly, his brow furrowed in concentration.
The god is coming down from his own release. His words sound almost slurred. "Yes, my Darling. I love you. I love only you."
"Say it again."
"I love you." He can feel the artist's hand still inside him. "I love you, Steve."
"Again!" he demands as his muscles tighten.
"I love you."
"Oh, God, Loki! Oh, God! I love you!" he yells as his orgasm rips though his body, making his nerves tingle and his mind empty.
His head swims. It takes a while for it to clear enough to move. Eventually it does. As gently as he can, Steve removes his hand from his lover's ass. He goes to the bathroom and washes his hands. When he returns, he unties Loki's wrists and gives him a towel.
The god uses magic to clean up the bed then flops down on his back. "That was…" Words fail him.
"Good?" Steve offers as he lies down next to him.
"Amazing." Loki turns and wraps an arm around his lover. "But I don't think I can do that again for quite some time."
"Did I hurt you too much?"
"No. I just…I prefer your cock. I prefer feeling your body pressed against mine."
"I'm sorry."
Loki lifts his head and looks into the Captain's blue eyes. "Don't be. As I said, it was amazing. And it was…special. And I wouldn't be opposed to doing that again at some point…just not too soon."
"Okay, Kitten."
"Are you satisfied, my Darling? Do you require more from me?"
Steve runs his hand over Loki's dark hair. "I'm good. As long as I can hold you, I'm good."
The god lays his head on Steve's broad chest. He closes his eyes and falls quickly to sleep, a smile on his lips.
Steve strokes his hair and gradually falls asleep, too.
xxx
Steve wakes up. The sun has just risen, and his lover is still in his arms. It is a good morning. He slowly disentangles himself from Loki. Then he gets up and goes to the bathroom before making coffee and starting breakfast.
Loki stretches noisily and sits up in bed. "Good morning, Darling."
"Morning, Kitten. Hungry?"
"Famished." He gets up. After going to the bathroom, he goes to the kitchen to help. There isn't much to do except make himself some tea. They eat breakfast together and catch up on everything that's happened the past few days. Then Loki prepares a bath, and they sit in the warm water together and silently enjoy each other's company.
Too soon, it's time for Loki to leave.
"Will you come tomorrow?" Steve asks.
"If you'd like. You have church, yes?"
"I can skip one week. I don't think God will mind if I spend some time with you."
"Are you sure? From what I've heard, he's rather jealous."
"I'm sure. Please come tomorrow." They kiss good-bye, and Steve is suddenly alone.
xxx
It's early morning on the Hydra island. Loki crawls into bed and thinks of Steve before falling back asleep.
He wakes up a couple of hours later alone and missing his lover. Knowing that they will see each other again very soon is the only thing that makes him remain where he is. He dresses in his leathers and heads to another meal. He eats light since this will be his second breakfast. (If Loki knew what a Hobbit was, he would have made some joke to himself about acting like one. But he doesn't, and so the opportunity for self-amusement passes without his knowledge.)
xxx
Tony is making himself a drink. It's after noon, and he reasons that's time enough to be socially acceptable. Besides, as the saying goes, it's 5 o'clock somewhere.
JARVIS' voice interrupts as he completes his pour. "Sir, please forgive the interruption, but Ms. Potts has arrived."
"What?! Where is she?" Yes, Tony is panicking. Pepper was not supposed to be back until tomorrow evening, and Thor is in the master bath taking a shower.
"She is in the elevator on her way up to you."
"Shit. Stop her. Stop her right now." As soon as the words leave his mouth, the elevator door opens. He puts on a wide smile. "Pepper! What are you doin' home? I didn't think you were coming in till tomorrow."
"I wasn't," she confirms. Pepper looks tired. She hasn't been sleeping. "But I needed to talk to you."
"Okay," he says walking towards her. "Why don't we go out and get some lunch?"
She moves past him, pulling her suitcase along behind and to the right of her as she walks. "No."
"But you must be famished?" He needs to get her out before Thor is done. "Let's get you something to eat, and then we can talk." Shit. Tony can't decide if that talk should include how he's been cheating on her with a male god. Knowing would only hurt her. Plus it was just a one-time…okay multiple times fling. But it's over now. Or it will be when he gets a chance to talk to Thor.
Pepper suddenly gets angry. "Stop being so nice to me!"
The outburst scares the billionaire. "Pepper, Honey, are you okay?" he asks in measured tones.
"No," she says, tears coming into her eyes. She walks to her boyfriend, takes his hand, and leads him to the couch. They sit. She hesitates as he looks at her with a worried expression. "I made a huge mistake," she says finally.
"I'm sure it's nothing compared to what I've done."
"Stop it, Tony. I'm being serious."
"So am I."
"Just shut up and listen to me for once." Pepper is a little surprised when he doesn't reply. Then she wishes he had. "When I was in Paris at the conference, I…" There's no good way to say it. "I ran into Jane Foster."
"Thor's ex?"
"She broke up with him already?"
"Yeah. But what does that have to do with you making a mistake? Did you tell her to break up with him?"
"No! She had already decided to do that."
Tony is confused. What does Jane have to do with this? "Then what?"
"She…I…We…We were drunk." Pepper rolls her eyes. That is such a cop-out. If Tony ever used that excuse, she'd be even angrier at him. She takes a breath. "I slept with Jane." She looks at him and waits for the explosion.
"You…You what?" A whole mess of emotions are flooding through him. All he can do is sit in stunned silence and let them pass as his mind processes what she just said.
Damn. He's going to make her say it again. Fine. "Jane and I had sex…at the conference…in Paris."
Tony laughs. He doesn't mean to. He knows that isn't the proper response, but he can't help it.
"Tony, I'm serious."
"Are you planning on doing it again? Can I watch?" He smiles.
Pepper slaps his arm. "I'm being serious. I feel awful, just awful. I've been agonizing over this ever since it happened." Tears are on the brink of leaving her eyes. Warm arms envelop her, and she buries her head against her boyfriend's shoulder.
He pats her back. He's trying to think of what to say. The former playboy wants to come clean if only to ease her guilt. He's just about to speak when a voice booms.
"Stark, I require sustenance. Also, I may have used all of your hot water."
Pepper's head pops up and looks in the direction of the voice. Her eyes widen.
Thor, hair wet and dripping, stands completely naked in the direction of the bedroom.
"Ms. Potts," he bows his head slightly. His hands remain at his sides. There is no shame in his stance. "I did not realize you had returned." His blue eyes look to Tony for a moment.
Shock comes first. Then Pepper takes a quick look at his privates before her eyes fly back up to his face. He's really naked, and he is really well endowed. Realization dawns upon her. She turns her head slowly to Tony. "You're sleeping with him. Holy shit. You're sleeping with him!?" She rises from her seat.
Tony gets up, too. "Now, Pepper, hold on."
"No wonder you were laughing at me. Ooh, I could kill you."
"Now wait, Honey. Technically, you cheated before I did. Thor and I didn't get together until after Jane left him…so yesterday."
Oh, God, she hopes that isn't true. She turns to the nude man standing casually in the room. "Really?"
He nods. "It is true." Thor's blue eyes turn sad. "I visited Jane, and she told me she no longer wished to see me. I returned here, and Tony kindly comforted me."
"I bet he did."
Tony strokes her arm up and down. "Pepper…Honey…You have to admit it's kind of funny…you sleeping with Jane and me sleeping with Thor…"
"She what?" Thor's voice is small, smaller than Tony has ever heard it.
What little color there was drains out of Pepper's face. "I'm…I'm so sorry, Thor. She had already made up her mind to leave you." The fatigue returns to her. "It just happened," she finishes lamely.
"Did she please you?" Thor asks quietly, genuine concern on his face. "Did you please her?"
A blush rises in the woman's cheek. It feels weird to talk about that to the man who slept with Jane before her.
Thor nods. "Good. I am glad she found comfort in your arms." He looks at the floor. "I fear I was always too rough with her."
"You weren't." She quickly corrects herself. "Sometimes you were. But she knew you were holding back even when you did."
The god nods again. "I should get my things and leave the two of you alone." He turns.
Tony turns to Pepper once the blond is out of the room. "I love you, and I forgive you. And I hope you can forgive me."
She nods even though she knows it won't be easy. "We need to talk about this. Obviously something compelled us both to cheat."
"That's true, and we will. But Thor…" He searches her eyes. "The three of us could have a lot of fun."
"And you'd be in the middle." Pepper remembers this conversation. "I'm tired." Geez, it's like they're having the same conversation as before.
He takes her hand and softly runs his thumb over the top of it. "Then let us take care of you." Tony lifts her chin up with his finger. "Let's all have some lunch, and then you can rest a bit…And then you can let us take care of you."
To her own surprise, Pepper nods in acceptance.
A/N: Hello, all. I couldn't stay away from Steve/Loki for long. I didn't think you'd mind.
Thank you to Live to Rise who suggested that Steve & Loki try fisting. And also thank you to T-TrainOrTurkeyT who, after Pepper cheated, thought it would be amusing if Pepper's confession made Tony feel less guilty and making his confession so much easier. That suggestion made me get Tony & Thor together before he learned of Pepper's cheating. Hopefully, Thor's sudden & naked appearance made it even more amusing.
And thank you to everyone else for your continued input & support. Love to you all.