Chapter 25
They were inside and very much alone. Rhodey was out and wouldn't be back for hours so the two were left in peace. Still, it was with some trepidation that they mounted the stairs and headed to Tony's bedroom, unsure of the proceedings of the evening. They both knew how they would like it to go but whether it went that way was another matter. When Tony closed his bedroom door, he was surprisingly startled by Loki kissing him. It was slow. Thorough. Meaningful.
Tony slowly blinked at Loki when they broke apart. He went to talk but Loki shushed him and leant in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer than the last. Somehow they found their way to the bed, not breaking apart once except for when either one of their breaths hitched due to the others increasingly wandering touch.
"Are...Are we doing this?" Tony stumbled to ask as Loki continued the assault of his neck, kissing and nipping his way down it.
"We go as far as you want," Loki replied between the presses of his lips. "As far as you are comfortable with."
"I want...I want to..."
"What?"
"I want to do it, go all the way."
Loki stopped what he was doing and sat up, staring intently down at Tony in the semi-darkness. Tony could see the glow of his emerald eyes disappear every time he blinked.
"Are you sure?" Loki said, his words no more than a whisper.
Tony nodded, then realising the poor light, he voiced the gesture. "Yes, perfectly sure." Then, after a pause, he added very quietly, "But I don't want...you in me... I'm not cool with that yet."
For some reason he'd shut his eyes when he had spoken, unsure how Loki would react. They'd discussed briefly before about sex and what it would entail, seeing as Tony had never done it before and the internet could only teach you so much. Yet they'd never discussed preferences or positions, most likely due to Tony not having a preference because he'd never done it with a man before. Nevertheless, he knew that he wasn't ready to have Loki take him in any way.
"God I feel so childish," he muttered, running a hand through his already messy hair.
"Why do you? There isn't any need, you don't sound childish at all, you sound responsible. As long as you are happy, I am happy and I can tell you I am very happy right now. And anyway, I would never do what we are about to do with a child."
Tony rolled his eyes and let out a snort of laughter. "Well that's always nice to know."
They lay there for a few moments in silence, relaxed against each other. Neither was in any rush. Then, slowly, Loki resumed his journey up and down Tony's neck, though far more gently this time. He made his way lower, undoing the buttons of Tony's shirt and pushing it off his shoulders, brushing his lips over his sternum. His own shirt soon followed, dropped unceremoniously off the side of the bed to crumple on the floor. Their jeans were next, leaving them clad in just their underwear. Tony chuckled and Loki looked at him curiously. It was hard to make out the other's expression through the darkness.
"What's funny?" He murmured, straddling Tony's hips and leaning over him.
"You. This. I don't know. I never thought I'd be here ever." He sighed then smiled.
"Would you rather not be?"
"If you ask me one more stupid question then I'm gone and you can find another way to entertain yourself. There's nowhere else I'd rather be right now, I'm just feeling a bit sentimental."
It was Loki's turn to laugh, though Tony could have sworn it was more like a giggle. When he voiced this he received a swift nip to the shoulder before the much nicer feeling of Loki pressing his lips to his.
Everything moved slowly. Their underwear was gone. Loki had retrieved a condom from his bag, along with some lube. He settled back on top of Tony. He took his time, working himself open without haste. Finger by finger, thrust by thrust, he became more worked up. Tony watched from beneath him, lost for words at the spectacle. Though he couldn't see, he knew exactly what was happening and he couldn't help but want to swap Loki's fingers for his own. To make those sweet little whines and moans escape Loki's lips because of him. Just the thought felt like a dream come true.
Steadying himself with a hand on Tony's shoulder, Loki guided himself down until he was fully seated. For a few seconds he just sat there, leaning forward against Tony with his eyes closed.
"Does it hurt?" Tony asked quietly.
"Hardly," Loki breathed. "I just need a minute. It's been a while."
He set the rhythm and Tony followed. As the time passed they picked up speed but it never felt rushed. As Tony started to thrust up into Loki, he relished the sound of the man's breath hitching above him and the shake in his thighs as Tony angled his hips just right to hit his sweet spot.
At some points Tony was pretty sure he was close to having an existential crisis. It was like nothing he'd experienced before. But it wasn't just because he was having sex with a guy. It was more that he actually felt something. He liked the slower pace. He liked the quiet. It allowed him to appreciate every gasp and hushed moan. Every light touch. Sex had never felt meaningful before. Until now.
Loki's hair had fallen forwards, a dark curtain casting further shadows over his already pale face. Tony reached up and pushed it back, tucking it behind Loki's ear gently. Somehow, despite the darkness, their eyes met and they both smiled. Loki took Tony's hand in his, entwining their fingers and pressed them into the bed as he leant down and kissed him deeply.
"You're so pretty," Tony whispered against his lips.
Loki laughed and closed his eyes. "You're ridiculous."
His feigned exasperation was ruined by Tony thrusting up into him particularly hard. His eyes flew open and his body dropped forward making them almost chest to chest.
"I like it when you're flustered," Tony murmured in his ear.
At this point Loki was starting to struggle to keep his rhythm. What with Tony muttering more and more things in his ear that were rapidly becoming more obscene, he was finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than Tony's hushed whispers in his ear. When he felt the man's other hand wrap around his cock, he moaned against his neck, feeling Tony's muscles tense as the sound washed over him.
Soon it became too much. The gentle touches, Tony stroking him, the continued whispers in his ear. He hit his climax and everything turned to white noise. Tony followed him over the edge a few seconds later, thrusting his hips up to ride out his orgasm.
Their bodies gave way and Tony fell back against the covers with Loki half on top of him. Their breathing started to calm to a normal rhythm. Through half lidded eyes, Loki stared up at Tony from where he was resting his chin on the man's chest.
"Are you okay?" He spoke softly.
Suddenly Tony moved, wrapping his arms around Loki, pulling him closer. He rested his forehead on Loki's, staring straight into his eyes. From the very weak light seeping through the partially open windows he could just about make out the man's expression. He looked happy. Content.
"I thought I said to stop asking stupid questions."
"Well..." Loki began but his words drifted away. He now looked unsure of himself. No longer holding Tony's gaze.
With his thumb and forefinger, he slowly lifted Loki's chin and captured his lips in a sweet kiss.
"I'm perfect."
And he meant it.
They had fallen asleep not too long later, still wrapped up in each other's arms. Their breathing synchronised. Hardly moving. Feeling happy.
Tony heard his phone vibrating but he ignored it. It was probably just some stupid automated call trying to sell him something. Maybe their new thing was to call at ridiculous hours in the morning to catch people off guard. Still, he ignored it. Running his hand up and down Loki's back, tracing patterns over his pale skin, he soon dropped back off to sleep.
That was until there was a sharp knock on his bedroom door. He groaned loudly and was about to shout for whoever was knocking to piss off but then again he didn't want to wake Loki, who was miraculously still asleep. Thank god for heavy sleepers he thought as he carefully disentangled himself from Loki and slid out of bed.
"What?" he hissed, opening his bedroom door to be greeted with the sight of a harassed looking Rhodey.
"Come with me," Rhodey said, gesturing down the stairs.
"Seriously?" Tony whined, thankful he'd had the initiative to put on underwear before exiting his room.
He didn't receive a reply, his guardian just turned and headed off downstairs. Something was definitely wrong. Casting a mournful look back to Loki still fast asleep in his bed, he shut the door and headed after Rhodey into the kitchen.
"I just got a call. Obadiah has been in a car crash, it's pretty bad. He's currently in intensive care and will be taken into theatre soon. They wouldn't give me too much detail over the phone but they said that we should go up there, especially as you're registered as a close relation."
Hit with all that information at once, Tony wasn't quite sure what to do.
"So we're leaving for New York right now?"
"Well, as soon as possible."
The light in the kitchen was too bright. But it wasn't warm light. He shivered. He missed his dark bedroom, his warm bed. He missed Loki. Oh god Loki.
"But what about Loki? I can't send him home at-," he glanced at the clock. "Half three in the morning."
Rhodey thought for a moment before replying. "Wake him up, tell him what's going on. He doesn't need to leave, you trust him and I trust him. There's a spare key by the door, he can leave whenever he's ready later on."
Tony nodded, hovered for a few seconds still trying to make sense of everything going on. Then he hurried off back upstairs feeling rather guilty because for one thing, he had ignored the hospital when they attempted to call him and two, deep down inside of him he was annoyed that this was all happening right now. He knew that it was selfish and he knew he shouldn't put Loki before everything but last night had meant a lot to him and he was pretty gutted that it was over so soon.
He picked his way gingerly around his room, collecting together some clothes and other necessities, casting glances every so often to Loki who was still asleep, his face buried in one of Tony's many feather pillows. When his bag was ready, he sat down on the edge of the bed and stared down at Loki, trying to copy the man's deep breathing pattern. He hadn't realised his heart was beating so erratically until he'd paused for a second and noticed that he was shaking.
"Loki," he whispered. There was no response. "Loki," he repeated, slightly louder. He lay a hand on the man's shoulder and shook him gently. Still no reply. "Come on Loki, please. You need to wake up."
There must have been something in his pleading tone that got through to Loki in his dream world because he made a noise, shifted a little, then his eyes flickered open. For a moment he simply stared at Tony, trying to process what was going on. It was nowhere near dawn and there was no sunlight visible through the thin curtains yet.
"Tony?" He questioned, sitting up and still looking very confused. "What's wrong?"
He wasn't quite sure where to begin. He opened his mouth but words failed him, he just sat there with his mouth open, unable to formulate a response. Loki guessed there was something seriously wrong because, without hesitation, he gathered Tony into his arms, hugging him.
"Rhodey just got a call from the hospital, Obadiah was in a car accident. He's...he's in theatre and it's not looking good. I have...I have to go to New York. Me and Rhodey, we're going to see him so I'll be gone for a few days...But Rhodey said you can stay here until you're ready to leave later. There's a key by the door to...to lock up with..." His words faded away into nothingness.
He was thankful when Loki tightened his embrace. In that moment, his boyfriend's arms around him felt like the only thing that was holding him together. If Loki let go, then he would fall apart into a million little pieces. Too many to ever be put back together.
"Are you sure you don't want me to leave?"
"No, it's way too early and you didn't bring your keys to your house. It would be unfair to wake your family."
"I'm sure they'd understand," Loki insisted, pulling away to look at Tony, his hands still resting on his arms, reassuring him.
There was a soft knock on the door. They both looked around to see Rhodey hovering in the doorway.
"You ready?" He asked Tony.
He looked stressed and exceptionally tired, Tony didn't look much better. Loki felt sorry for them both. Though he didn't know Obadiah, Tony had often spoken of him. He was clearly important to him and Loki hated to see Tony so anguished.
"Yeah," Tony said, standing up and turning away from Loki to collect his bag.
Loki watched him as he checked a final few things. Making sure his phone was in his pocket and that he'd packed a charger. Then he turned back.
"I'm sorry. This is really not what I expected to happen."
Loki couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure we can make up for it sometime."
"I'll call you when I can."
He nodded. Tony leant in and pressed a kiss to Loki's lips. It was short, sweet. Almost chaste. Loki offered him a reassuring smile as he left the room.
A minute later he heard the front door opening and closing before a car pulling out the drive, speeding off down the road. Loki remained where he was, sitting cross-legged in the middle of Tony's bed. He knew he still had a few hours before anyone would be awake at his house yet he knew he would never fall asleep now.
Dragging himself to his feet, he got dressed and went downstairs, flicking on the TV and collapsing onto the sofa. It felt strange being in Tony's house without Tony. It seemed too quiet and much too large. How could two people find so much comfort in a house so big? He brought his legs up and hugged them against his chest.
Somewhere in the long hours that followed Tony's departure, Loki drifted off into a light doze. He was woken up just after seven by the shouts of some children on the TV that he had never turned off. He got up and switched it off, gathered his things together and left the house. He pocketed the key he's been left and started the laborious walk home.
His mother answered the door and asked what was wrong before he could even step inside the house. Damn his mother and her sixth sense.
"The man who looks after Tony's business until he comes of age, Obadiah, was in a car accident. I gather it's pretty serious so he and Rhodey left to New York not long after they got the call."
Frigga gasped but didn't say anything more on the matter. Though she had amazing skills when it came to getting information out of people, she never did anything with that information. Merely stored it. She never gossiped, only rarely sharing a secret.
"I'll make you breakfast," she said with a sad smile, obviously realising how worried Loki was. "Come sit down."
Somehow Loki found the energy to eat before heading upstairs and crawling into bed. Yes he probably should have been revising for his exams that were growing ever closer but he doubted that he would have been able to concentrate. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
Tony didn't call until lunch time on Monday. They were all sitting together, spread out over two tables. In the middle of them all sat Clint and Steve were having a heated discussion over the economy; Natasha and Bruce were sitting on their left talking about something that had happened in their chemistry class while Loki sat beside them, pretending to follow the conversation; and at the opposite end sat Darcy and Jane who were discreetly talking about the Odinson's family party. Well, more importantly, Loki and Tony.
"They were honestly so cute. When Tony arrived Loki looked so nervous because his dad came over and took Tony away to have a 'talk'," Jane said quickly, making quotation marks with her fingers. "I don't know what he said but that doesn't matter because when they were back together they just sat and talked and laughed, it was seriously adorable."
"I'm so annoyed I wasn't invited," Darcy whined, looking genuinely upset that she had missed this public display of affection.
"Anyway, Thor kept badgering them the whole time, asking them on double dates and stuff. Like I'm not opposed to double dates or whatever but it really wasn't the right time. But then Loki left with Tony to stay the night and they both just wouldn't stop smiling." She sobered slightly. "This may sound mean but at first I really didn't know what to make of their relationship. I mean, I didn't think Tony would like Loki this much, I thought it might be a phase but seeing them together, they seem so happy."
"I know! I can't stop myself smiling when I'm around them because they can't stop smiling. Honestly, though, if they want to keep this secret, they need to get better with being discreet."
"Who needs to get better at being discreet?"
They both jumped and looked around to see Pepper taking the empty seat beside Jane.
"No one," Jane said automatically.
Pepper looked at them both in disbelief, clearly not being as gullible as they had hoped.
"Seriously?" she said, looking at them both, eyebrows raised.
Luckily they were saved from Pepper scrutinising gaze when a phone started to ring. They all glanced around to find the source of the noise only to see Loki snatching up his phone and answering straight away.
"He looks in a hurry," Pepper commented, watching Loki talk earnestly to the person on the other end of the line. "Clearly someone important is calling."
"Yeah," Jane and Darcy agreed, exchanging a look.
"Tony I'm fine, it doesn't matter about me right now." A pause, clearly Loki was listening to what Tony had to say. "No, I'm not angry at all, don't be stupid. How is he, and how are you?" There was a longer pause this time. "That's good news, isn't it?" The bell rang signalling the end of lunch. "I'm really sorry but I have to go, the bell just rang. Yes, I'll collect the work for you...and will you please just stop apologising for Friday; anyone would have done the same. Okay, I'll talk to you later. Bye."
"Something up?" Natasha asked, as Loki ended the call.
"Nothing really. He just keeps saying sorry for abandoning me at his house."
Natasha just rolled her eyes and Loki was pretty sure she called Tony an idiot, before she ushered him off towards his next class.
Darcy headed towards her own class – Biology - but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.
"Was it just my imagination or was that Tony just calling Loki?" Pepper asked, falling into step beside Darcy.
This was definitely not a situation she wanted to be in right now. She didn't know Loki and Tony's most recent feelings about telling more people about their relationship which is why she had kept it to herself, only discussing it with Jane who was one of the few others who knew. It wasn't her place to share this secret yet she couldn't really lie because Pepper was right in what she'd heard. This was definitely a situation she didn't want to be in.
"Um, yeah it was," she replied, looking widely around for anything to distract Pepper or help her change the topic. "Did you see that new Vine the other day, the one with the Llama's?"
Pepper ignored her. "I didn't know they were that close, I thought they still found each other really annoying. But," she turned thoughtful. "I remember at Clint's New Year's party though, when I was talking to Tony, Loki walked past and Tony ran after him. I didn't see either of them for ages but then suddenly they reappeared and I never saw them apart for the rest of the party."
Darcy made a noncommittal noise and attempted to side step Pepper in order to escape into her classroom.
"You said earlier that someone needs to get better at being discreet," she said, eyeing Darcy curiously.
"Did I?" Darcy said. "Look Pepper, I'd love to keep talking but I'm going to be late."
This time she wasn't stopped as she walked away, escaping to her seat at the back of the classroom where she groaned loudly. She left Pepper standing in the middle of the corridor, comprehension dawning on her face as she slowly put two and two together.
A bit fluffy, a bit of drama. What more could you want? Hope you enjoyed and I'll see you all soon. Please review!? :)
