Honestly this is my favourite chapter so far and I had so much fun with it! I hope you like it too...
Chapter 16
"Quit staring at me like that."
"I can't, you're just too cute," Natasha replied, the same expression remaining firmly fixed on her face.
Chemistry. The one lesson Tony had with Natasha and only Natasha. No Clint or Loki to rescue him now. He was left alone to fall prey to Natasha's new phase of being totally over the top awwwing him whenever no one else was talking or else staring at him with as though he was the most adorable thing she had ever laid eyes on. It was getting ridiculous.
"You're a terrible friend, you now that right?"
In response Natasha pouted at him, sticking her bottom lip forward that had been replenished with red lipstick only a few minutes before.
"Don't but grumpy with me just because your boyfriends not here."
"I really regret ever agreeing to tell you and Clint. You both are going to drive me mental."
Natasha just nodded with a mischievous smile. She didn't mention it for the rest of the lesson and Tony really wasn't sure is he was scared or relieved. Either way it did give him enough quiet to actually concentrate so he supposed, on this occasion, the good really did out way the bad.
Though they had both admitted that they didn't want to go fully public with their new relationship, they had both agreed it was slightly unfair to keep Clint and Natasha in the dark. If they were both being truthful, they would acknowledge that it was down to them that they were finally together. Not that they doubted it would happen, just that the meddling pair made it happen sooner rather than later. Loki and Tony were secretly very grateful.
At first Tony hadn't minded being awwwed whenever he went near them or looked at as though he was adorable but it had now been almost a week since they told the pair and neither of them were letting up. Tony knew soon if they didn't shut their mouths then people would start to guess. He'd already seen Darcy's suspicious looks and had deliberately avoided her gaze ever since. Judging by her apparent skills, she probably already knew but had luckily kept quiet.
Tony had been debating if he should tell anyone else. Thor was a definite no. He was dreading the day that Loki's overly protective, overly tall and overly muscular brother found out that he was dating him. He had considered Rhodey but concluded that he might leave it a while before he said anything. Apart from that he couldn't think of anyone except Bruce and Steve who were his next closest friends. In the end he told himself there was no rush. Things would happen when they happened.
"So are you still pissed about the project being cancelled?" Natasha asked
The end of the lesson nearing and the restless students were making enough notice that Tony had to strain to hear her. After he got her to repeat what she had said, he answered.
"Yeah I suppose, the only good thing is that we don't have to perform in front of loads of people. We just have to do that one small performance now that has to be filmed to prove that we did it. I mean I can understand why they cut it, it's just annoying."
They'd found out that their Romeo and Juliet project had been cancelled due to the fact it was their final year which made it extremely important and so they shouldn't be wasting it on other things. That was why Loki had come in late to lesson, because he had been listening to their headmaster try and convince him that it was the best option. Now all they had to do was keep practising and do one performance after Christmas so that they could be filmed. Then they would have the rest of the year to focus on their studies.
Loki had been particularly annoyed but had soon calmed down. He didn't mind losing a few tasks off his already huge pile of work. In some ways it was a breath of fresh air. Still it was sad to see the group ending. Though it had been embarrassing and irritating at first, they had all come to quite enjoy themselves in the end.
The bell was ringing and it drew Tony away from one train of thought into another. Oh yes. It was lunchtime.
His phone rang from where it lay beside him, startling him out of his thoughts. He read the text once the screen flashed on.
Come help me with these progress reports. It's boring doing them alone – Loki
Tony rolled his eyes but replied all the same. He knew Loki was only making him help to punish him for laughing because Mr Logan had given Loki all the extra work leaving himself free of any extra to do.
What's in it for me? Tony typed back, knowing that when Loki read that text he would roll his eyes just as he himself had just done.
My wonderful unmatchable company? – Loki
Fine I concede, just for you. I'll be there in 30 – Tony
He made a poor job of tidying away what he had been working on in his garage before heading upstairs for a quick shower. After spending the majority of his morning tinkering with cars and other machinery he had worked up a sweet and was covered in oil. He doubted very much that Loki would be impressed if he turned up at his house in such a state.
By the time he actually got to Loki's thirty minutes had long since past but he wasn't worried. Loki knew he wasn't the best time keeper when he entered into the relationship now he had to live with the consequences. Pressing the button to ring the doorbell, Tony stood back and watched a figure come closer through the hazy glass. He could tell it wasn't Loki before the door was even opened.
"Hello Tony," Loki's mother smiled widely, stepping back immediately, opening the door wider to invite him in. "Loki!" She called, turning her head towards the stairs. Tony was surprised she still remembered his name.
There was a few seconds of silence then a door opened and Loki appeared on the landing dressed in soft jogging bottoms and an overly large t-shirt. Though he would deny it to anyone but probably Loki himself, Tony found the sight of him dressed scruffily slightly too hot. It was probably not the smartest thing to be thinking about when stood next to said boyfriend's mother. Oh well. You could even see the light shadows under his eyes from a few too many late nights.
It was slightly odd seeing Loki like this. He usually was so well put together, having immaculate hair and immaculate clothes. Now his hair just hung softly around his face, brushing his shoulders, gently waving from where it hadn't been combed or straightened. Tony was pretty certain that he wore the tiniest bit of makeup to school because he had never seen Loki's skin look any other shade than its usual smooth paleness, except for when he blushed and a light shade of red brushed over his cheeks.
Taking each stair at a time, Loki descended the stairs to stand in front of Tony before looking at his mother and then back again. "We're going to go upstairs and do some schoolwork," he said, ignoring the tiny smirk on Frigga's face.
"Well don't work too hard," She replied, patting her son on the cheek as she passed him on her way into the kitchen.
Tony and Loki shared a look and, once Loki was sure Frigga was out of sight, he took Tony's hand in his own and pulled him up the stairs into his bedroom. The door was then shut and they were left alone in each other's company.
"So truth is I actually came over to see you and not help with the work," Tony said after a few beats of silence. "But on the plus side, at least now you have me to keep you company and make the work more interesting."
"You are insufferable," Loki answered, already knowing that that was probably why he had come. He doubted very much Tony would ever rush over to help with work unless it was biology. Or more specifically anything to do with sex education.
"Yet you suffer me."
"I haven't been for very long, that's probably why your still here."
"Harsh, very harsh," Tony muttered.
He took to exploring Loki's room while Loki himself lay on his front and continued to work. There was a desk set up by one wall with neatly stacked piles of work for each of his subjects along with books, all of which containing bookmarks. So Tony had learned one thing, Loki didn't fold the corners of the pages.
There was also an older version of the laptop that Loki was using now, it was closed and off and when Tony lifted the lid briefly he noted that at least two keys were missing. Two long shelves were above his bed where the majority of his books were kept. His collection ranged between fact and fiction and all of them appeared to be well read with bent spines and occasional rips in the pages.
The curtains were half closed, letting in enough light to see without straining your eyes but not too much that you had to squint away from the bright November sun. Outside, he could see Loki's front drive with a clear view both left and right on the road outside.
Once finished with his explorations, he settled beside Loki, skim-reading what he was typing. Seeing as none of it even made sense to him – it was an English essay – he fell backwards and lay on the bed the opposite way to Loki.
"Loki," Tony said. The other man hummed in answer to let him know that he was listening. "Come here."
"Why?" Loki asked.
"Because I want you too and I think you're really really pretty."
Loki snored derisively. "Flattery, really? Well I think you are really really distracting."
"You invited me," Tony replied in a quiet voice, sounding like a petulant child. "Ohhh come on Loki," He whined as the man continued to work without sparing him a glance.
"Fine I will entertain you or do whatever you want to do but only if you help me later with the work Mr Logan set. Deal?"
"Deal," he answered without hesitation.
Loki closed his laptop screen and carefully placed it on the floor, pushing it half under the bed so no one was likely to tread on it. Then he removed the papers littered around him, putting them with the rest of his work on the desk. Finally he came to rest in front of Tony. He sat crossed legged and stared at him expectantly while Tony shifted into a comfortable sitting position.
"What do you want to do then?"
"I have a few ideas."
Before Loki could actually question what those were he was lying flat on his back with Tony hovering over him looking far too pleased with himself.
"So this was your plan all along, get me into bed?" Loki questioned, amusement playing on his face. It wasn't like he was opposed to the idea, he was just surprised.
"No, not quite," Tony said and Loki was sure he could hear a small amount of unease in his tone. "Although I'm sure that will happen one day in the near future. My plan was just going to do what normal teenagers do when they are alone together."
"And what's that?"
"Make out like crazy."
"Hmm anything to get you to shut up," was Loki's reply, though the sassy comment was ruined somewhat by Tony cutting off his final few words with his lips, leaving Loki to sort of mumble them into the kiss.
For his part, Tony really made the most of this opportunity. It was no secret by now that Tony found Loki aesthetically pleasing and had really wanted to get his hands on his body for some time. Unfortunately so far he had got as far as holding his hips in the few times where they had kissed. But now he let his hands wander freely up and down Loki's sides, over his hips, feeling the sharp bones as he went. He ran his hands up the curve of Loki's spine as he arched beautifully off the bed with a soft moan as Tony carefully sucked and nibbled at his bottom lip.
Loki had to agree this was a lot more fun than work. Not that he actually found work fun so he supposed it was a lot lot more fun. As he felt Tony's hands roaming his torso and hips, he raised his own hands and buried them into the man's soft hair, combing it gently with his fingers to tease out any knots. He was very happy in that moment. That, however, was until...
"Your dad's not home right?" Tony asked suddenly, breaking the kiss.
Loki groaned loudly letting his head drop back against his pillows. "Please, please, when we are doing anything remotely sexy or intimate, do not mention my father, ever!"
"Shit sorry, but is he home?"
"No, why? I'm starting to worry you have a thing for my father judging by how much you're asking after him."
"I mentioned him twice and no, it's more the fact that I have a thing for you and I'm just worried that if your dad found out he might break my neck or something."
Loki couldn't help a tiny smile fighting past his frustration at that. Damn, he was so weak. Damn Tony for being so charming. "Well you have nothing to worry about," He assured him. "He's at work and won't be back until late this evening."
"By which time I shall be gone and you will be missing me."
"Most likely," Loki agreed. "Now please shut up and kiss me or I may have to throw you out early."
With a smile, Tony happily consented to his request. He'd barely resealed their lips when a series of heavy knocks disturbed them.
In a panicked rush Loki sat up, forcing Tony to do the same. They both arranged themselves into casual positions, Tony pulling out his phone to pretend like he was texting, before Loki gave permission for the person to come in. Of course. Thor.
"Hello brother, Tony," He greeted in turn upon entrance. "Mother has baked cookies and wondered if you two would like any."
"No we're fine thankyou," Loki answered curtly.
"Yeah we're good," Tony rephrased as Thor turned his gaze on him.
"If you are sure."
And with that he was gone.
"You know, your mum does make good cookies," Tony commented, a smile on his face.
"How do you know?"
"Remember I was friends with Thor long before I even met you." Loki looked slightly offended at that. "Hey it's not my fault you were at school in England."
"Point taken," Loki said with a sigh. "Now can we carry on where we left off, I was really starting to enjoy myself."
Soon they were back to how they were before they were interrupted, thoroughly enjoying each other's company. As Loki moved beneath Tony to suck and kiss the skin of his neck, his hips pressed upwards eliciting a tiny hiss from Tony as their crotches made contact. It was only the barest friction but it was enough for that moment.
But it was just their luck that another hammering came on the closed bedroom door. This time Thor didn't wait for them to invite him in so Loki only just managed to shove Tony off him and sit up before the blonde noticed anything.
"What now?" Loki demanded, teeth gritted.
"I was just checking again whether you wanted any of the cookies. Mother said it was impolite to eat them all myself." He held out a plate to them and they both took one of the delicious looking cookies just to appease the man. "There are also cakes if you-"
"We're fine, really Thor you can go. We really need to get on."
Tony found it slightly amusing that Loki didn't actually specify what they needed to get on with. Thor believed it to be work but he was very mistaken. Still, he left the room with a wide smile and apologies for having disturbed them.
"I actually feel kinda sorry for him."
"I don't," Loki said. "And I swear to any god listening if he walks in again I will not be held responsible for my actions." Laughter burst out of Tony before he could stop it. He received an unamused look from Loki. "I'm serious, you know."
"I know you are. That's what makes it better. I like it when you get all feisty, it's sexy."
"I'm not feisty but I will accept being called sexy," Loki nodded to himself with a smile.
At least Loki had a little warning this time as he was pushed backwards on the bed for the third time after Tony practically leapt across the mattress towards him. Their mouths easily found each other, reconnecting with an intensity that outmatched all their other kisses. Tony wasted no time this time with familiarising himself with Loki's body, instead he went straight in, pushing up the hem of the man's t-shirt to feel the marble like skin beneath.
It was Loki's turn to hiss this time, the feel of Tony's calloused hands brushing over his bare skin raising goose bumps wherever they went. It was intoxicating. Tony's lips on his, Tony's hands on his skin. It was so little yet so much. He felt overwhelmed yet oddly empty. He couldn't remember ever feeling like this before. He wasn't sure if he should be worried or not.
Then the worst thing happened. It was like they expected it and yet were so surprised when it happened. Thor barged into the room for the third time, not even bothering to knock or wait for an invitation. He froze at the sight of them on the bed, Tony basically straddling Loki's waist with his hands up his shirt while Loki moaned softly as they kissed, his own hands resting on Tony's hips.
When they heard the sharp intake of breath they both froze, neither wanting to look up. As a reflex, Loki pushed Tony off him, attempting to look like nothing out of the ordinary was happening but it was too late. The image was burned into Thor's subconscious. Nothing could erase it.
Unfortunately Tony hadn't anticipated the shove. He over balanced to one side, realising at the last minute that he was going to go tumbling over the side of the bed. In a last fight to stay up, he grabbed on to the thing closest to him. Loki. It all was over very quickly. They both went plummeting off the bed landing in a heap on the floor, Loki mostly on top of Tony.
Scrambling to their feet, they stood side by side and finally looked up at Thor where he was still frozen in the doorway.
"Look Thor-," Tony tried to explain but stopped when Thor opened his mouth.
"I..er...wondered...see your busy...never mind...I'll...me-I...I'll just go."
He turned on his heels and practically ran from the room. Quite honestly Tony couldn't blame him. Loki padded almost noiselessly across the floor and shut the door, releasing a deep breath that he hadn't realised he'd been holding. Then he let out a frustrated groan and collapsed forwards on to his bed mumbling words of despair into his pillows.
"Oh come on, that could have gone a lot worse," Tony said, resting a hand on his back for reassurance.
"But it could have gone better. I didn't want him to know yet."
"Neither did I particularly but I'm sure it'll be okay. At least I hope it will. Oh my god what if he left to get a knife and kill me." Loki sucked in a heavy breath, giving Tony a very exasperated look when he sat up. "Look do you want me to make me feel better?"
"How are you going to do that?" Loki asked grumpily.
He just opened his arms wide and pulled Loki into them, ignoring his muttered protests. Finally though, he did relax into the embrace and they sank backwards into the pillows.
"I suppose it could have been worse," Loki admitted reluctantly, enjoying Tony's arms wrapped loosely around him.
"That's the spirit," Tony chuckled.
They didn't move for quite some time, only deciding to move when Tony complained that he had pins and needles in his legs. He ended up actually helping Loki with the work and they got it done in double quick time as a result. Afterwards they talked for a while before Tony said that he needed to go.
Going down stairs was a tense affair. Frigga had gone out, having come upstairs to tell them. She thankfully hadn't mentioned the loud bang from when they fell from the bed but Loki was pretty sure Thor had told her what he had witnessed. She looked far too happy to just be excited about going to buy milk and bread.
The thing Tony was still worried about was Thor. They got halfway to the front door when the man himself appeared in the living room doorway.
"Shit," Tony muttered. "So close."
"I..um..." Thor began, shuffling uncomfortably on the spot. "I just wanted to say that I'm...er...happy for you. Though I wish I had found out in another way than that but I can't be angry at you both."
"Wow, I was not expecting that," Tony replied, relaxing his stance and stepping to the side so he was next to Loki instead of hiding behind him. "But thanks buddy. I gotta go but I'll see you at school."
Thor nodded and waved goodbye, letting Loki walk him all the way to the door. Their own goodbyes were fairly short but Loki did manage a smile as Tony gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. After the door was shut, Loki turned back to where Thor was still standing.
"Look I-" He began, though he was cut short when the breath was knocked out of him as Thor pulled him into a tight hug.
"I am so pleased for you, brother," Thor cried joyfully.
"Get off me Thor," Loki protested but his complaints went unnoticed.
When Thor finally did relinquish his hold a few minutes later, Loki was forced to spend the rest of the afternoon, until his father returned home, listening to how wonderful it was that he and Tony were together. And though he wanted to bang his head against the wall by the end of the day, he was silently pleased that Thor approved. He may give off the impression that he hated his brother but there was still love and adoration there that couldn't just be erased.
Thumbs up for Thor. Okay so I hope you enjoyed. Drop a review to tell me your thoughts?! :)
