"Stark," Loki purred. Tony felt chills run down his back and tried not to show how much that silken voice affected him. Tony was working on a project, and Loki had dropped in, announcing that he was bored and that Tony was to amuse him.
"Yes, sweetheart?" He replied, sugary sweet.
Loki glared at him before reclining on the couch he sat on. His shirt was suddenly unbuttoned, and Tony could see the shadows ripple and twist around his lean musculature, defining them exquisitely until he couldn't tear his eyes away.
Loki leered knowingly when he caught his gaze, and Tony looked away, damning himself for his lack of restraint. His mind flashed back to the other night and a flush began to appear on the tips of his ears and worked its way down. He heard a chuckle, dark velvet, and hated himself for not being able to resist looking again. The god gave him a droll look, face covered partially in shadow, dark intent hidden behind a facade of boredom.
Tony cursed and slapped his tablet on the table beside his chair. He was never able to get any work done on days when thoughts of the god plagued him, or heaven forbid, the god himself was there. He was out of his chair and leaning over the god in record time.
Loki smirked, satisfied with himself. Tony glared at him, furious with himself for not being able to stop. He never was able to, but told himself each time that it would be the last. He snorted. He sounded just like an addict. Perhaps that's exactly what he was, addicted to the sight, the sound, the smell of a particular Norse god with an infuriating smile that promised many things. He was too far gone to care, he thought with a curious detachment.
"You'll pay for this," He promised.
The god smiled, that smile that made Tony's breath catch in his throat each time. "That's exactly what I was hoping for." Loki hummed contentedly. Tony just growled as he lowered his head.
Tony had a habit of secluding himself in the lab for days on end, and after that time when Loki had joined him in the shower, he discovered the god took it as an open invitation to pop up any time. Granted, this made Tony nervous with his teammates running around, but Loki always seemed to know when they were gone.
There were times when Tony knew he was being watched, but never had proof that it was the god. Antsy, he had JARVIS up the security measures so he would at least know it wasn't S.H.I.E.L.D.
"You know, you've been staring at that screen for 3 hours now." The voice appeared out of nowhere, giving Tony a heart attack.
"Jesus fuck!" He gasped, jumping in his seat. Turning around, he was greeted with the sight of the god reclining languidly on a particularly rare car of his. With a sound of protest, he quickly walked forward, wincing when the god slid off of the hood. That was going to leave a scratch.
"How long have you been watching me?" He demanded as he examined the small line on the hood. Loki waved a hand, looking bemused. The scratch disappeared and Tony rocked back on his heels with a grunt of surprise. "Fancy that," He mused. "Perhaps you're useful after all." He turned away so Loki didn't see his smirk, but he felt the heated glare as he walked back across the room to his project.
An idea sprung on him, and he whirled suddenly, catching Loki off guard. Ignoring the lifted eyebrow at his exuberance, Tony stared at him contemplatively.
"Would you satisfy a curiosity of mine?" He asked the trickster.
Loki eyed him, unsure of how to respond, but not getting a chance when Tony grabbed his arm and dragged him in front of his computers.
"JARVIS, start a scan of the immediate proceedings. Keep it on my private server."
"Of course, sir." was the response. Loki had become accustomed to it, and was beginning to enjoy the subtle humor the AI seemed to have.
"Stark, what are you doing?" He asked, slightly annoyed as Tony continued to bustle around the space arranging things just so.
"I'm going to get a scan of your magic, if you don't mind humoring me." Tony replied without looking at him.
Loki lifted an eyebrow. "And with this scan, you would be doing... what?"
"Well... nothing at the moment. Just seeing how it works." Tony still wasn't looking at him.
"You could trace me." It was a statement, not a question.
"Well... yes... if I were so inclined in the future. That's not what I intend to do with it, and I can delete everything after this. You can watch me." He said self-righteously.
Loki shook his head, but nonetheless acquiesced to giving Tony the chance to examine his magic. It stopped when he experimented with frost and the machines shorted out. Tony snarled and whacked it a few times with no response.
"Stark, that does not seem to help anything," Loki observed.
"Course not, but it helps me just a bit." Tony bit out before settling back into his chair with a sigh. "JARVIS, were you able to save all the progress and results we'd gotten?"
"Yes sir, up until the experiment with frost. Shall I save them on file?"
Tony stilled, looking at Loki with a conflicted expression in his eyes. "That's up to Loki, JARVIS." he said softly.
The god paused, knowing just how much this research intrigued the mortal before him. Sighing, he quietly muttered a "It's fine, go ahead and save it." wondering at the clenching in his chest when Tony beamed at him in gratitude.
"You heard the man, JARVIS. Save it to my private server." Tony quipped before sauntering over to the god and pressing him against the table. "However shall I thank a god?" He mused out loud with a smirk.
Loki's breathing hitched. "I have a few ideas," he whispered before grabbing Tony by his neck and kissing him savagely. Tony groaned as the god ground his hips against his own burgeoning arousal. Feeling his knees go weak, he grabbed Loki's hair and tugged his head back, attacking his neck, licking and nipping his way from jawline to the dip in his throat. Loki growled and grabbed Tony's shoulders, tearing him away.
"I would have you, Stark. Here and now." The god hissed.
Tony panted, trying to maintain a clear mind despite the image of Loki taking him over the table invading. "Then what are you waiting for?" He huffed impatiently.
Loki just smirked as he whispered words of power. Suddenly neither of them had clothes on, and there was a bed behind him. "How badly do you want it?" He purred. Tony discovered he had trouble breathing at those words, and just growled as he tugged the god onto the bed behind them.
Needless to say, they didn't get much else done that day.
Hey there everyone! I just wanted to say I was overwhelmed by the great response the last chapter got. This story has reached 50 followers! Group hug! XD Can't thank everyone enough, especially those who reviewed. It's part of what inspired me to give you guys a little tidbit earlier than planned ^^ It's short, I know, but I have something longer planned for this weekend perhaps. Can't promise anything, but reviews would certainly go a long way towards encouraging me :P Yes, I do shamelessly bait readers with chapters for reviews... kind of like dangling a carrot in front of a horse XD I have no scruples like that, but I have fun while I'm at it. Hope you like this chapter! (Because I don't know how, but this pairing has seemingly given me permanent guttermind. It's for the benefit of my readers is my excuse XD)
