Author's Note: Y'all. I had no fucking idea that chapter 6 was in shambles like that! Anyway, I'm back. Be prepared for tears and shit because End Game is out and my little muses in my head are going INSANE. SO While everything is happy and fine now, it soon won't be.

Tony's POV

"Tony... TONY!" I sighed, i didn't want to deal with this right now. It had been a few days since Barton barged all in my safe space and my anxiety threw me into overdrive. Anxiety. I'm Iron-Man, i don't deal with anxiety.

"Yes you do, dad." Shit! I screamed an unmanly kind of scream.

"Dammit Natasha! Don't do that!" I grumbled, clutching my chest.

"Technically i didn't. Im not really here... but unfortunately, we are somewhat linked emotionally and i sense you're in distress... why are you hiding from mom?" I rolled my eyes. Hiding, i scoffed. Tony Stark hides from no one!

"But you're hiding from mom." Wow, i created this smart ass monster.

"It's not that I'm hiding! Your mother just wants...attention...she wants to talk and i want to be in my lab. I'm in the middle of..."

"an anxiety attack.. I'm coming home."

"No! Stay at school! I don't care if you are ahead, you need to be in school!" I huffed out. Nat rolled her eyes, flaring her nostrils.

"Fine. I gotta go, Peter and I have class..."

"Speaking of that—"

"Bye daddy!" And she was gone. I sighed, sitting at my desk looking at a new layout for the tower. The damage my dear daughter had done was extensive and fixing it was going to take way longer than a month and a few days, no matter how much i paid the contractors.

"Ah! Here you are, Tony! We need to talk..." I groaned internally, Loki was never this vocal before.

"Do we have tooooo?!" Yes. I was whining. No. I have no shame.

"Shut up. Yes." I whined louder. "I...I need to go shopping and I don't know how to navigate through these midgardian towns...can you take me?" I raised an eyebrow. I thought he wanted something more serious.

"Oh... why didn't you say something sooner?!" I asked, perking up at the idea of shopping. Loki was still in the form of a woman, and requested to still be called Loki- to which i had no objections.

"Well, i enjoyed wearing your clothes, but as a woman, i cannot fit anything but your shirts, and even then... my breasts make that a little impossible." I smirked, making eye contact with her chest. Perfect. 36C and perky. "Stark. My eyes are here." Loki half smiled, forcing my face to meet hers.

"You know, on "Midgard", your body is considered perfect... nice tits—" Loki cringed, he hated when i was vulgar, "small waist... wide enough hips and," I turned her around, smacking her ass lightly, watching it jiggle, "perfect ass."

"Enough glorification of my body!" She quipped, turning red in the face. As much as she hated the vulgarity, i know she also loved it. I watched her shift her weight a little and tilted my head.

"Are you turned on, my love?" I asked, standing to full height. Loki as a woman was tall— for a woman, but still shorter than me. I watched as she backed into a desk accidentally, flustered.

"No! You simple minded—" i stopped her, mid sentence, palming her breasts.

"These tell me otherwise..." I whispered, watching her eyes flutter closed as I played with her nipples. Weak spot.

"S-Stark, I am warning you..." She barely whispered out.

"Warning me of what?" I asked innocently, sinking my teeth into her neck, still rolling her nipples between my fingers. She was putty in my hands. "You know, you came down here... in my shirt, with no bra on, and..." I ran my hand up her leg, cupping and squeezing her ass, "no underwear.. did you really think, i wouldn't try anything?" I asked, lifting her leg up, running my fingers up her thigh, just barely touching her clit.

"Please..." I knew she hated begging but she's going to do it anyway.

"Please? Please what?" I was trying to keep a steady hold on my composure but I was two seconds away from ripping my jeans off and taking her on the desk. She was literally, dripping and shaking and i had barely touched her.

"I—" she choked out. "I need..." I ran my hand up her leg again, this time, gently rubbing her clit, groaning at how wet she was.

"tell me what you need baby..." i whispered in her ear, circling two fingers at her wet entrance. The heat radiating off of this woman was enough to start a fire. When she didn't answer quick enough, i pushed two fingers inside of her, not missing how she clenched around them. Shit.

"Y-you.. i...you...in..." she breathed out shakily.

"Hmmm..not yet." I was torturing myself at this point. My dick was trying to make its grand entrance but I wanted to make her cum first. I wanted this to be about her first. The quicker my fingers worked, the quicker her breaths came.

"Tony..!" She gripped my shoulder, riding my fingers. Shit...

"Yes?" I smirked, kissing her neck, her chest and her shoulders. I moved my fingers in and out of her, faster, using my thumb to rub her clit.

"T-Tony! W-wait, fuck! I—" Her orgasm was so strong, I'd never heard her voice hit that kind of octave. She clamped down on my fingers until her breathing slowed. "Y-you dick..." she mumbled into my shoulder after calming down.

"Oh you don't even know the half of it..." I smirked, sitting her on the desk and kicking my jeans off. I wasn't even in her yet and I was ready to cum and the lusty look she was giving me from beneath those eyelashes wasn't helping. I slid in her without any problems and I whimpered. Yes. Not ashamed to admit it. This was my favorite angle because i was in full control. I knew if she was in control i wouldn't last.

"Oh don't tease now!" Loki said, confidence oozing from her voice.

"I—-Fuck!" I hissed as she clenched and unclenched around me.

"Move." I nodded, obeying, and thrusting. It was slow at first, i didn't want it to end...watching her hips roll to meet my thrusts, feeling how tight and warm she was... after what felt like forever of slow kisses and touches, I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Fuck it..." i growled, grabbing her hips and thrusting forcefully. The wet, sloppy sound coming from our bodies, from her pussy, it was like a sensory overload. Watching her lips part slightly and her brow furrow, i knew she was close. Loki wasn't always vocal but when she was, oh she was. "Scream for me baby.." I hissed, raising her leg to go in deeper and harder.

"I—ah! Fuck! T-tony! Don't stop!"

"I won't" I promised, half lying, but thrusting harder, the sound driving me insane. I was close, too close. "Loki!" I growled as my orgasm ripped through my body, and ironically, so did hers. I shivered as I released everything i had inside of her. I came so much, it forced my dick out. I watched, content, as she laid back, letting the cum flow out of her. "Fuck that's sexy..." and just like that, I was hard again.

Before i could stop myself, I was entering her again. Both sensitive from what was done not even 10 seconds ago.

"I need you, Loki." I whispered, thrusting into her wildly, adoring her entire body, "I've always needed you."

"You feel so gooooood" She slurred, face twisted in pleasure. "You are mine." I nodded, burying my face in her neck, thrusting harder, making sure i hit her spot every time. "Cum for me baby..." she whispered in my ear, gently pulling the lobe between her teeth. I shivered, thrusting faster.

"This what you wanted, huh?" I asked, loving how she felt so soft around my dick.

"Y-yes! gods, i need it..." she moaned, grinding back on me and before i knew it, we were both cumming again. Shit. "We...we must stop... i need...a break..." i snorted, because so did i.

"Do you still want to explore the mall?" I asked, still inside her. She nodded softly, dozing off a little. "In...in a minute... do not pull out..." I nodded, knowing i had no intentions of doing so.

A few hours later (around noon)

"Tony?" I heard a voice call through my haze. It didn't sound like Loki's voice or Natashas voice. It actually sounded like... Steve? I groaned, sitting up.

"What's up?" I don't remember getting in bed, but from what i could tell, Loki was still naked and I was fine with that.

"Can we talk?" He asked, looking over at Loki quickly. Cap was super reserved but we ended up being best friends after a few fist fights. I secretly hated him and he secretly hated me, but variety is the spice of life and sometimes friends hate each other. I raised my eyebrow, getting the hint and slowly moving out of bed into the hallway.

"So what's up cap?" I asked, scratching my head, mentally putting it on the list to ask Natasha to wash my hair.

"I just want you to know that I don't agree with what's going on with how Clint has been treating Natasha, but...i don't think it's a good idea for her to be an Avenger. All of us have a very tragic backstory, all of us have different forms of PTSD... we're pretty screwed up Tony... even Peter." I sighed, not wanting to talk about this right now. "After all you both have been through, i think as a family, at least one of you needs to be sane." I chewed on my lip, letting it marinate. "That was all i wanted to say though. Bucky and I are going on a hike. I'll see you later." He said, slapping a hand to my bare shoulder.

"Yeah, see ya." And now, my mind was on overload. I didn't like the feeling so i decided to take my anti anxiety meds and get back in bed. I'll sleep on it.

(A few more hours later)

"Daddy!" Noooo, just a few more hours, i thought to myself. "Daddy wake up!" I felt a hand flick my nose, but I didn't budge. My kid should know that I'm the king of ignoring people. "I will mess up your hair.."

Oh hell no.

I sat up and almost hit Nat with my face. She hasn't done this since she was a baby, so i really shouldn't be complaining.

"What's up doll?" I asked, trying to shift her weight off of my chest. 15 year old girls don't weigh the same as 5 year old toddlers.

"Can we go shopping? I think i gained a little weight over the past month and...i may have ripped a few things.." she muttered, sheepishly. I raised an eyebrow, I hadn't even noticed that she gained any weight. It wasn't a lot but her face was fuller than it used to be and she was kind of heavy.

"Sure. Loki needed to go too, so we can make it a family trip..." I smiled, noting the fact that Loki hadn't budged once. Jeez is she dead?!

"Okay!" She squeaked, "Can Peter come too?" She asked, walking towards the door.

"No." I said flatly, we still hadn't talked about them dating behind my back.

"I already invited him. Sorry! Too late!" She said, running out of the door. Great. I rolled my eyes, looking over at Loki.

"Loki, wake up." I poked her neck and watched her sigh heavily and roll to face me.

"Why are you disturbing me?" She asked, eyes still closed.

"That woke you up, but our bundle of joy running in here high off Starbucks didn't...anyway, we're going shopping... so get up." I pushed her slightly towards the edge of the bed as if i was going to push her off, and that was when she opened her eyes.

"Don't you dare, Stark." She growled, clinging to the bed.

"You're right, I've got one better." I smiled, getting up and picking her up off of the bed, tossing her over my shoulder.

"Put me down!"

"No. Shower. Clothes. Shopping." I said, sitting her in the shower and turning it on.

"Fine." Was the little dejected noise that came from the bathroom after I left.

~ The Mall

"How does one navigate through this crowded little space.." Loki snarled, we were both trying to keep up with Nat and Peter and that was a task itself. I shrugged, watching as she somehow avoided bumping into people. I was actually in awe. She was dressed in an all black pant suit with a large emerald statement necklace and 6 inch heels. Her hair was pulled back in a long braid, she looked like...a witch... a sexy witch. I'm not sure where she got the outfit from but i approve.

Bzzzz..

"Nat is in Charlotte Russe.." I mentioned, looking at my phone. Off we went, and by the time we got there, she had the whole store closed just for her.

"Hey! Kid!" I yelled, getting Peters attention.

"H-hi Mr. Stark, Mrs. Stark... she-she's in the dressing room.." He stumbled through his words, which was adorable but I was still mad, so I just nodded, pushing my sunglasses up on my nose.

"Alright! This is the first outfit!" A voice came from the dressing room, and with that, I knew it would be a long day, and we still had to shop for Loki.

Peter looked like a lovesick puppy. It was annoying. Stop lusting after my daughter. Every time she came out of the dressing room, he was at a loss for words. I mean, I was too because her style has changed so much over the years and she takes after her witchy mother, but some things, i just couldn't handle. There was a low cut pant suit that ironically resembled Loki's but was white, I had to tell her to put it back.

"Peter... follow me.." I mumbled, resting a hand on his shoulder. I felt him tense, but he followed anyway. While Loki and Nat were trying on clothes, Peter and I were in the far corner about to have a come to Jesus meeting.

"You had sex with my kid?" Yup. Getting straight to the point. His eyes widened and his face turned a bright red.

"N-no! No! I'd never disrespect you like that M-Mr. Stark!" I raised my eyebrow.

"Never?"

"I...i mean id like... i... i like her Mr. Stark... i think i might love her...I'd never do anything to hurt her.."

"But you will, kid. There will come a time when even if you don't mean to, you'll hurt her."

There was an awkward silence, then two loud, giddy screams. Peter and I quickly sprang into action until we realized, it was just our girls being dramatic.

"Peter isn't this the best outfit?!" Natasha squealed. I hadn't even noticed what she was wearing because I was stuck on Loki. Wearing an all black velvet bustier with a black blazer and black, tight around the ass, bellbottom dress pants. Whatever it was with her and all black, I didn't care, it was sexy.

"I'm guessing you like it, huh Stark?" Loki asked, smirking when i pulled her in close by her waist.

"Love it. Buy it. Take my credit card." I growled, nipping her neck. It wasn't until I looked over that i noticed Natasha wearing the same thing, except in white, and Peter was doing exactly to her what I was doing to Loki. I sighed and buried my face in Loki's neck.

"She's going to be fine, Tony. Let her have this one." Loki mumbled in my ear, tugging my hair. "Have faith in our child." I nodded, still frowning at seeing Peter kiss my kid.

4 hours and $15,475.21 later

"Thank you daddy!" Natasha squeaked in the elevator on the way back up to Stark Towers. I snorted, she was so spoiled.

"Yeah, thank you daddy!" Loki repeated cheerfully, kissing my neck. Holy shit.

"Y'all are gross." Natasha said, turning her nose up at us.

"Gross got you here kid." I smirked, smacking Loki's ass. Luckily, Peter had gone home, so there was no real shame in what I was doing.

"While we're in here kid, what's the deal with you and Peter?" I asked, trying to be the cool dad, obviously.

"I.. I don't..." She was flustered and I only asked one question.

"Cmon kid you can tell me... i promise i won't freak out." I half lied.

"Tony you might be scaring my baby.." Loki said, lifting Natashas chin, looking into her eyes.

"N-no i just... daddy's pretty harsh... and... I like Peter... and I like us... idontwanthimtoruinit.."

"Me?! Ruin it!?" I was offended. Though I did have a tendency to…get in the middle of things. For the protection of my kid, of course!

"Just breathe, little one…how do you feel about Peter?" Loki asked, sitting our bags on the couch. Natasha huffed, obviously flustered, but she mumbled out words anyway.

"What was that?" I asked, unable to hear her.

"I…I really like him daddy…I….I just…..don't know why he likes me.." Oh my God…..my baby is…is insecure….she feels insecure…

"Nat….." I half-whispered. She always carried herself as such a confident young lady, this came as such a huge shock to me.

"No, no… I don't want parental pity…I'm just confused… this is the first boy that has shown interest in me and i just don't get it…but I want to get it…I really do. It's okay…" Loki and I exchanged a look, but nodded anyway.

"Well…. earlier, while you and your mother were being divas, your friendly neighborhood spider-boy asked my permission to take you on a date tonight and against my better judgment, I said yes. However, your mother has chosen to be the chaperone because I apparently, 'cannot be trusted.', so get ready, because he's supposed to be here in two hours…" I said, with a slight smile on my face. I watched as Nat jumped up from the couch and rushed to hug Loki and I before taking her bags and running off to her room, yelling a quick, 'thank you so much' behind her.

"Do these nights feel long or is it just me?" I asked, resting my chin on Loki's head while he wrapped his arms around me.

What an uncharacteristically long, non-stressful day.