Chapter Fifty-Five


Warnings: Explicit sexual content and explicit language


"I was just an only child of the universe

And then I found you, and then I found you

You are the sun and I am just the planets

Spinning around you, spinning around you

You were too good to be true, gold plated

But what's inside you? But what's inside you?

I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you

But not as much as I do, as much as I do, yeah"

The Last of the Real Ones [Fall Out Boy]

Loki looked as shocked as Tony felt. Already he was pulling back while Tony just stood there, mouth gaping and Loki's words running through his head.

Loki loved him.

Hands slid from the wall to rest on his shoulders and Tony stared up at Loki, eyes tracking every minute expression on his face. Because Loki... he looked like he regretted what he'd said. And that- why would he regret it? Tony felt the same way. He'd realised he was in love with Loki weeks ago.

But Loki didn't know that. He'd confessed his feelings to Tony and Tony was just standing there like an idiot, completely silent and staring.

That wouldn't do.

Loki pulled back but Tony latched onto his shirt and pulled him forward. 'No, no- wait,' he begged. 'Don't go anywhere.'

'Stark-' Loki tried, but Tony cut him off.

Shaking his head, he squeezed his fist tightly around the material of Loki's shirt. 'No, I'm Tony,' he said. 'Right now, for this conversation, I'm Tony. Not Stark. Because you just said that you love me. Or, uh... you hinted at it.' He hesitated, wet his lips, and caught Loki's gaze with his own. 'Did you mean it?'

Loki looked pained and he glanced to the side, as though he could avoid this conversation all together if he just... never looked directly at Tony.

'Loki.'

'Yes!' Loki snapped. He closed his eyes and exhaled shakily. 'Yes, St- Tony.' Loki sighed. 'I knew that I did. I knew that my feelings for you had changed. But I never... I hadn't admitted it to myself yet.'

'Okay,' Tony said, 'that's... fine.'

Loki still wouldn't look at him. 'We need to discuss Strange,' he said.

'No, right now we need to discuss us.'

Scowling, Loki said, 'What is there to discuss?' His tone was snippy, annoyed, and... oh. Tony hadn't said it back, had he? Loki was under the impression that Tony didn't feel the same.

I'm an idiot, he thought before leaning forward to press his forehead against Loki's chest. 'I've been in love with you ever since you gave me a blow job in the elevator.' He felt Loki stiffen against him. 'Well, I mean, that's when I realised that I was in love with you,' Tony continued in a rush. 'You were just kneeling there and sucking my cock and I kept thinking, "Christ, he's beautiful, and he's mine, and he'll be mine for however long I live because we have a contract," and... and...'

Tony trailed off and rubbed his forehead against Loki's t-shirt. 'I just wanted you, Loki Laufeyson,' Tony muttered. 'You're beautiful and insane, stupidly brilliant and smart, and you were willing to make a deal with me, a fucking mortal. And that's why making a deal with Strange pisses me off because I thought you... I thought it was just us.'

'It is.' Loki's long fingers slid beneath Tony's chin, grip just strong enough to force Tony's head up so that they could look at each other. 'A deal with Strange will benefit both of us, Anthony. It will keep you safe.'

'And you want that,' Tony said, ''cause you're in love with me.' Loki's eyes fluttered shut, but he nodded. 'And I love you.'

Loki inhaled sharply, eyes snapping open to catch Tony's. Tony felt a small smile tug at his lips.

'This isn't one of those situations where I'm just saying it back so that you don't feel hurt. I'm not saying it just to avoid an awkward situation. I'm fucking in love with you. And I don't-'

Loki chuckled, and it sounded wet, but before Tony could see if his god really was crying, Loki kissed him. It was wet and messy and there was a heat behind it that Tony had never felt before. Or maybe that was just him imagining things, convincing himself that this was different, because fuck, Loki was in love with him.

'I don't know how,' Tony mumbled against Loki's mouth. He was pushed back up against the wall, only this time Loki was against him, long, lean body pressed tight and making Tony ache in all the right places. 'I thought I was broken. I don't love people. But you're just...'

'I will not question what the Fates have decided to give me,' Loki murmured. He drew back just far enough to breathe and it was ragged, Tony sucking in a breath when Loki released it. 'After everything that has happened to me- every fall, every failure, every heartbreak... you are what they have given me. I would do it all again, just to have you by my side.'

'Jesus-' Tony cut himself off to kiss Loki again. Because Loki couldn't just say that shit to Tony and expect nothing in return. Tony wasn't the kind of guy to believe in fate or destiny, not even when Thor and Loki both had fallen from the sky and proclaimed themselves gods.

And this... for Tony, it wasn't fate. It was luck. Pure, blind fucking luck. It was bad luck that the man Tony had seen as a second father had turned on him. It was good luck that Yinsen had stood by Tony's side and allowed him to create the first crude Iron Man suit.

It wasn't luck that Tony had approached Loki during the invasion and offered him a drink; that was just Tony being a reckless asshole. But Loki turning up when Tony requested a meeting? Loki offering him immortality and a deal? Loki falling in love with him?

Luck. Tony was the luckiest fucking super villain in the entire universe. And he was going to kill anyone who tried to take this away from him.

'Loki,' he whimpered when the older god stopped kissing him, only to move onto Tony's ear. He was biting and sucking and nibbling, doing things with his tongue that no normal person could do. Silver Tongue, indeed. 'Loki, please,' Tony begged.

'What do you wish of me?' Loki whispered in his ear. 'I will do whatever you want. I will destroy this entire Realm if you want it.'

'Uh...' Tony's brain went fuzzy when he felt Loki's hips roll against his. Yup, Loki was definitely enjoying this as much as Tony was. 'Nothing that... that destructive,' he managed to get out. 'I just want you to-to fuck me.'

Loki hummed against Tony's flushed skin and Tony whimpered once more when one of Loki's hands dropped to rub at the bulge in Tony's jeans. 'Anything for you,' Loki said and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of Tony's mouth, 'my love.'

'Fuck you!' Tony snarled. He wrapped his arms around Loki's neck and jumped. Loki responded quickly, hands dropping to grab Tony's ass and hold him up. Tony wrapped his legs around Loki's waist and scowled at him. 'You fucker, you can't just say shit like that.' He kissed Loki before he could respond, revelled in the moan and shudder Loki gave. 'Maybe I should fuck you,' Tony said, 'make you scream my name for saying that shit to me, you sweet fucker.'

'No,' Loki said, 'I believe that I will grant your first request.' With that he turned, pulled Tony off of the wall and carried him down the hallway and back into the living room. But instead of continuing to the stairs that would take them to their shared bedroom, Loki turned to the left and dropped Tony onto the three-seater sofa.

'Really?' Tony said, chest heaving with each breath. 'Right here?'

'I will have you wherever I wish,' Loki growled. He climbed onto the sofa and slotted himself smoothly between Tony's legs. They went back around Loki's hips as Loki leaned down to kiss him again, and Tony... well, he wasn't about to complain.

He felt like a teenager again, necking on the sofa fully clothed. Only the guy atop him was in love with him, and Tony very much returned the sentiment. Fuck, fuck, he was in love with Loki and Loki knew it; Loki felt the same way.

Tony felt magic churning behind his arc reactor, as though it wanted to burst out and surround Tony, surround Loki. It wanted to caress and protect and Tony tossed his head back and moaned when pleasure shot through every inch of his body. Loki was sucking on his neck, leaving what Tony knew would be a very large hickey.

'Possessive much?' he managed to choke out.

He felt Loki's laugh. 'Everyone will know that you are mine,' he murmured. 'And you will, too. You can stop your ridiculous thoughts about Strange.'

Tony growled and grabbed at Loki's hair. He twisted sharply and enjoyed the grunt of pain Loki let out. 'I'd really appreciate you not mentioning that asshole when we're about to fuck,' he said. 'Please.'

Loki tilted his head up to smirk at Tony. 'Since you asked so nicely,' he murmured and slid down Tony's body. Oh, and there was that heat again, making Tony's toes dig into his shoes and his fingers tug at Loki's thick black hair. He let go when Loki started opening his belt, dropped his hands to the sofa to push himself up when Loki unbuttoned his jeans.

Tugging the denim down Tony's legs, and taking his shoes and socks with it, Loki sighed when he found Tony wearing a tight pair of boxer-briefs. 'Why do you insist on wearing undergarments?' he demanded.

'I don't like my junk flopping around all day,' Tony said, 'especially when I'm in the Iron Man suit.'

'Pity,' Loki said, 'it would speed things along considerably.'

Tony rolled his eyes. 'You're a mage, babe; why don't you just magic my underwear away?'

'Oh, no,' Loki said and dropped to eye Tony's trapped cock, 'I think I shall punish you.'

Apparently punishing Tony meant mouthing at his dick through his underwear. It was... pretty shitty, yeah. Because while Tony loved the feeling of Loki licking and kissing and nibbling at his cock, the material keeping him from sticking his dick down Loki's throat was really fucking annoying.

'Loki...' Tony gasped. He scratched at the couch cushion beneath him and tried to thrust up, but Loki pinned his hips down. 'Loki, please.'

'Tell me how you feel,' Loki murmured. 'Say that you are mine and I will do whatever you wish.' He didn't sound teasing, now, and Tony managed to peel his eyes open to look down. Loki's gaze was locked on him and Tony had never seen that kind of adoration on Loki's face. He was so open, so free, and Tony was pretty sure his heart was about to fucking break.

'I love you,' Tony said. Because he did, and Loki deserved to hear it, and it made Loki shake and close his eyes. 'I love you, Loki,' Tony repeated. 'You're brilliant and insane and so fucking powerful and you're mine and I'm yours.'

Loki sat up suddenly and slid his palms together before tossing his right hand to the side. Between one blink and the next the remainder of Tony's clothes disappeared, and Loki was blissfully naked, too.

'Yes!' Tony shouted when Loki fell onto him. It was all heated skin and rolling hips, Loki apparently quite happy to fuck up against Tony while Tony did the same. The billionaire felt teeth sink into his shoulder and growled his approval, but after a beat pulled Loki's head up so that he could seal their mouths together.

He bit harshly at Loki's lips, sucked down the moan Loki let free. And then there was a tongue thrusting into his mouth, a few skilful licks and sips all it took for Tony to bow down to Loki's dominance. He melted back into the sofa and gave as good as he got; harsh kisses, clacking teeth; hands scrambling across naked skin, each trying to grab and hold onto the other.

Tony was pretty sure he was about to vibrate out of his skin. He'd only ever felt his magic this close to breaking free once before; back when it'd washed over him and Loki both when they were having sex; back when Loki had had to tell Tony about their connection and the bond their magic wanted to complete.

'Loki,' Tony growled when he felt fingers on his inner thigh, 'Loki, you really need to fuck me, or I swear I'm gonna- ohh...'

He trailed off with a gasp. A long, slick finger had pushed in as he was speaking, and he fucking mewled when Loki grazed his prostate. Already Tony felt like they'd been at this foreplay for hours. His body was a live wire, skin slick with sweat and heat flushing his body pink and red. His legs shook when Loki smoothly inserted another finger, digits circling and scissoring to work Tony open.

Another finger quickly followed the other two and Tony rolled his hips, practically fucking himself down onto Loki's hand. He peeled his eyes open and saw Loki staring at him; at his fingers disappearing into Tony's greedy body. Tony grinned and reached down to touch himself. He bypassed his cock, swollen and red with want, instead sliding fingers down his perineum and then further. He heard Loki's breath stutter when Tony's fingers brushed his own. Tony circled his own entrance, not pushing or hurrying, just feeling where Loki was thrusting into his body.

He kept his eyes locked on Loki the entire time and could see how it was affecting him; Loki panting, now, a bright red flush working across his nose and cheeks; eyes usually so green now black orbs that tracked every movement Tony made; muscles bulging because Loki was trying to hold back, because he either didn't want to hurt Tony or was just an asshole drawing this out for as long as freaking possible.

Tony tossed his head back and moaned as wantonly as he fucking could. He covered Loki's thrusting fingers with his own and pushed his hips up, body taut and on display. 'Loki,' he whimpered.

And that was all it took. Loki's fingers slid from him with a wet squelch and Tony watched Loki jerk himself off, spreading magical lube because apparently Loki was way too fucking horny to go hunting for the dozens of bottles they kept all over the penthouse.

Tony didn't have much time to think after that. Loki grabbed his thighs and pulled him down the sofa, spread him wide and steadied himself with one hand, the other on his cock so that he could push-

Oh, yes, was all that was running through Tony's head. Because as soon as Loki had breached him he was off, hips slamming into Tony and cock spearing him right open. Tony shouted his pleasure, hands skidding across the couch trying to find purchase. Loki's nails dug into Tony's thighs as he fucked in, in, in, each and every push jabbing perfectly at Tony's prostate.

But Loki switched angles quickly, hunched himself over Tony so that he could get even deeper. And it was just as good, just as hot, their slick skin sliding together, pants shared and eyes catching on every other thrust when the two gods remembered to open them.

It was wet and messy and the sounds of Loki fucking him was all Tony could hear. Loki had buried his face in Tony's neck to lick and suck and bite and each sharp stab of pain just built upon Tony's pleasure. Loki's stomach was rubbing over Tony's aching cock, just enough to make Tony jolt and shudder in pleasure, but not enough to get him off. Tony tried to push up, to break free of Loki's strong hold and chase his own pleasure.

But each and every time he was pushed back down. Loki would rotate his hips so that each rough slide of his hips would pound his cock into Tony's prostate. And that was enough for a few minutes, enough to make Tony's brain hazy and pleasure all he could feel. But Loki would stop, would change angles again, and Tony was left growling and begging with sounds instead of words.

Just as Tony was about to scream his frustration, Loki moved. Tony's world tilted dangerously and he suddenly found himself on his knees, sitting on Loki. He blinked rapidly and looked down at Loki, who was smirking.

'You astound me,' Loki murmured. He smoothed his hands up and down Tony's heaving sides, nails scratching lightly. 'I adore you.' Tony shuddered. 'Take what you want from me; chase your pleasure,' Loki said. He leaned back. 'I am yours.'

Tony didn't need to be told twice. He pushed himself back and slid all the way down Loki's dick, felt it nestle deep within him. He groaned and shuddered, lazily swivelled his hips to feel Loki move in him.

'Tony,' Loki groaned, 'please.'

Tony picked himself up and dropped back down. Gravity did half the work, Tony the rest. He started off slowly, smoothly, trying to find just the right angle to make himself see stars. Loki held loosely onto his hips, eyes locked on Tony, lips parted as he sucked in breath after breath.

There, Tony thought when he felt a jolt of pleasure. He moved again and yes, yes, now they were talking. He dug his fingers into Loki's shoulders and fucking rode him with everything he was. Loki tossed his head back and moaned and Tony could do nothing but watch and fuck himself onto his partner's cock, each push another spark of pleasure, each smooth slide dragging at his muscles.

'Oh, God,' Tony choked out when pleasure built and built and built. His prick was trapped between their bellies, catching every so often on Loki's bellybutton and making Tony jerk to the side. He didn't want to let go of Loki to grab himself, though, couldn't let go of his anchor because if he did he'd fall apart. His thighs were screaming in pain already, his skin was on fire and sweat was dripping into his eyes. Magic swirled within him and wanted to escape, but Tony couldn't, he wouldn't let it, this was just him and Loki and he wanted-

Hot fingers wrapped around his dick and pulled. Tony slammed himself down onto Loki's thick cock and screamed his release.

Tony chased his own pleasure, uncaring of anything other than the waves of pure fucking bliss rolling through him. He could vaguely feel Loki shaking beneath him, could feel Loki's hips pushing up to keep fucking Tony, but Tony didn't care, he just wanted to keep feeling like this forever-

He collapsed against Loki a moment later, muscles finally giving out and leaving Tony flopped over his partner. Loki was moving only slightly, little twitches of his hips that Tony recognised as the spasms Loki went through just after he'd orgasmed.

'Did...' and wow, fuck, it was hard to talk when your throat felt raw, 'did you... come?' Tony felt what might be a nod from Loki but that wasn't good enough. He nudged Loki's head with his own. 'Lo?'

'Mm,' Loki murmured, barely audible. 'Yes,' he managed to get out a minute later.

Tony sighed. 'Good.' He was pretty content to just sit there forever. Fuck the Avengers and SHIELD and Stephen Strange. Tony would abandon his entire plan and just stay here, letting Loki fuck him for eternity. Well, they could switch it up sometimes, and they'd take breaks for food and TV. But other than that... yeah, that was a pretty good life, Tony mused.

Tony was pretty sure that nothing would get him moving, not even the Avengers walking in and seeing him straddling Loki's cock. But then the elevator dinged, and there were footsteps, and Tony's eyes rolled up lazily to see Bruce Banner.

'Bruce!' he yelped and sat up. Loki groaned beneath him.

'Oh, I-' Bruce spun his back to them quickly, but not before Tony saw the blush on his face. 'Sorry,' Bruce said, 'I just... thought we should talk about Dr Strange?'

'Uh...' Tony blinked rapidly and felt Loki shift beneath him.

'Yes,' Loki said, apparently having regained the power of speech. 'We should speak with your minion about him.'

Tony frowned. 'Bruce isn't a minion, Loki.' Loki just chuckled.

'Should I wait in the kitchen?' Bruce asked.

'Yeah; kitchen,' Tony said. He watched Bruce beat a hasty retreat. 'JARVIS, you could have warned him long before he got here.'

'That is correct, Mr Stark,' JARVIS replied.

Tony raised his eyebrows. 'And you didn't because...?'

'I was not ordered to turn Dr Banner away nor warn him when Mr Laufeyson is wearing his Æsir skin, Mr Stark,' JARVIS responded primly. 'Would you like me to warn Dr Banner in the future?'

'Smartass,' Tony muttered. 'Yes, JARVIS, I'd like you to warn him.'

'The order has been logged and will be followed,' JARVIS said.

Tony shook his head and leaned down to press his face against Loki's neck. 'My AI's an asshole.'

'He is what his creator made him,' Loki commented.

'I don't need any snark from you.'

Chuckling, Loki pressed a soft kiss to Tony's jawline. 'As much as I wish to stay here with you, we should dress and speak with Banner. We still need to discuss today's events.'

Tony groaned. Fucking Stephen Strange. 'My legs are broken.' He pouted. 'I can't walk, Loki. You broke me.'

'There is no need to be so dramatic.'

'Is.' Tony sniffed. 'I need help.'

'Yes, you do,' Loki muttered. He stood anyway, easily holding Tony up.

'You love me,' Tony replied and grinned when Loki froze. Like he'd forgotten. 'I love you, too,' Tony murmured, voice softer.

Loki turned to bury his face in Tony's neck. 'Yes,' was all he said.


Author's Note: So, I watched Thor: Ragnarok today. And while I liked the movie- and Loki, he's amazing- nothing in it will really feature in this story. My only complaint about the Marvel Cinematic Universe in general is how... powerless they seem to make Loki sometimes.

Also, my plot outline now has this story at 71 chapters. 71. My muse be crazy.

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