Ok, sorry this took so long but it was just Thanksgiving and I've been exhausted these past three days. But look on the brightside! I made this chapter extra-long. AND, there's FINALLY naughty sex.
And the part where Thor and Loki are on the roof together was totally inspired by the song "Spiel Mit Mir" by Rammstein, if you don't speak German than you'll have to look up the English lyrics, but I think that song completely fits the part.
Tony returned to his workshop after dinner to not only find it cleaned up and organized, but his machine had been completed. He froze in a sudden hysteria,
"Jarvis! What happened?" He was looking at his machine in a panic,
"Master Loki took the liberty of adjusting mistakes he had found and then finished putting it together for you, sir." Jarvis was as cool and calm as always.
"What?" Tony whispered loudly to himself, and looked at the blueprints which were now on an actual blueprint sheet and nicely laid out in the table. There were two sheets, one of Tony's original design and the other with Loki's improvements. Tony relaxed suddenly,
"Wow. This is actually good. Great, even." He was looking at the paper in astonishment, "Better than mine!" he realized, "What the hell man, how could he build MY machine better than me?" a jealous anger crept into his voice, "AND he cleaned my work space!" Now he was shouting in anger, "That little bi…!"
"Tony?" Loki's soft voice came from the door and Tony whirled around, eyes wide,
"Bah…" Tony stuttered, "Babe! Hey! Ya startled me there." He looked away to pretend he was messing with the machine some more. Loki was giving him a smug look,
"Don't call me that." He grumbled, annoyed. Then he came to stand next to Tony, Tony coughed,
"So, what's up? Did you need something?" he still wasn't looking at Loki and Loki could tell he was flustered about something,
"Are you mad at me?" he asked.
"Whaaat? NO! Why would you think that?" Tony was making a "pfft" sound. Loki didn't look amused,
"Do not lie to me. I'm the King of Lies." He said. Tony finally looked at him and dropped his little act,
"Ok, yeah, I'm annoyed. But not mad. It's just…"He scratched the back of his head, "How did you do it? How did you not only fix my machine, but made it better than I could have done?" Tony sounded heartbroken. Loki looked surprised,
"Oh!" He looked at the machine, "I didn't mean too!" He looked back at Tony, "I was only trying to help."
"Yeah, well, ya didn't." Tony snapped, and Loki's face changed to that of broken horror. He stared at Tony, mouth open in a shocked frown and tears beginning in his wide eyes. Tony backpedaled,
"Oh, no, Loki. I didn't mean that!" He reached for Loki but Loki's face contorted in rage and he punched Tony right in the face, sending him flying into the wall.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Loki shrieked, "Don't EVER touch me again!" and with that he ran out of the room. Tony slumped onto the floor, cradling the side of his face,
"Dammit Stark." He cursed at himself, "Ya gotta fuck up everything, don't you?"
Loki went to his and Thor's room and collected all of the clothes that Tony had bought him into a laundry hamper, even the fancy fur coat, then dragged it downstairs to the kitchen. Clint, Peter and Steve were having milkshakes together, seated around the kitchen island, when Loki came in.
"…thinks he can treat ME like that…" Loki was mumbling angrily to himself. He set the hamper down by the stove then clicked on all the burners to full heat. He watched the flames for a minute then began piling everything he had in the hamper unto the stove,
"That prick!" he was still mumbling, "I'll show him…he'll regret it…after all I've given up…everything I've lost…" Steve, Clint, and Peter were staring wide eyed, and Steve was the first to speak,
"UMM…Loki? What…are…you…doing?" He asked. Loki whirled around to face them, he was holding the fur coat in his hands, he looked frenzied but was crying at the same time. He glanced down at the coat, looking like someone had just ripped his heart from his chest, then this strange look of insanity crossed his features and he threw the coat unto the pyre,
"I HATE HIM!" he screamed then began laughing like a hysterical maniac and continued to do so till he left the room. The boys looked at each other, and Peter raised his spoon to them,
"Best guess? Tony." Was all he said and Clint was nodding as they continued to eat their milkshakes. Steve got up and turned off the stove then began trying to put out the fire, but it was too late. The fire alarm came on and with it the water sprinklers,
"AAAWWWWW!" they all groaned in unison as they got soaking wet.
Tony came upstairs to help clean the water up. Everyone stared at the big, purple bruise that now covered his left cheek, but no one asked anything.
"What made them go off?" Tony asked the others. Steve beckoned Tony to the kitchen and gestured to the stove,
"Loki." He answered. Tony gasped, and gently picked up the now charred black fur coat.
"What did you do?" Steve whispered. Tony didn't look at him. They all heard a sudden loud bang and the sound of glass breaking from upstairs.
"Ohh shit…" Tony dropped the coat and ran up the stairs, the others followed. Tony came to his room and tried to open the door but it was locked. He began pounding on the door with his fist,
"LOKI! Loki, open this door! What are you doing? Com'on! I'm sorry!" He called but the only response was more smashing sounds. Everything went silent and the door suddenly flew open. Loki pressed the end of Steve's titanium baseball bat against Tony's chest and shoved him into the wall; there was unmistakable, possibly murderous, fury in those green eyes. Nobody moved as Loki glared at Tony from across the bat that separated them. Then Loki dropped the bat to the floor and walked away in a rush. Everyone stared after him, then Steve pushed Tony's bedroom door open to peer inside. As expected, everything that could have been smashed into smithereens had been. Tony sighed and covered his eyes with one hand.
"WOW." Peter said, "What the fuck did you do?"
"I think you'd better not go to sleep tonight…"Clint added. Loki wasn't seen for the rest of the day as everyone cleaned the mess he'd created. Steve offered to let Tony stay in his room till they got Tony a new bed, but Tony said he'd stay in his workshop. And that's where he retreated to after dinner, he spent a few minutes sitting on his makeshift bed staring off at nothing, then downed half the bottle of Jack Daniel's he'd brought with him.
Loki sat on the roof, with his knees pulled into his chest, staring at nothing. He heard the roof access door swing open and closed,
"If you come near me Anthony, I will throw you off this roof!" He hissed. There was a deep chuckle,
"Well I am glad I am not Tony." Thor answered. Loki didn't look at him as he sat down next to Loki. Thor leaned unto his elbows and gazed at the sky,
"I once asked Tony why we cannot see the stars here in New York…" He spoke quietly, which Loki was thankful for, "He explained that the sky is clouded with so much dirt and pollution that it blocks the stars' light," He raised one hand to the sky and Loki felt a gust of wind around them, "But since I am a master of great winds, I believe I could fix that…" The dark sky began to move and swirl then suddenly all the grey smog was swept away and a crystal clear midnight sky twinkled at them. Loki didn't like it, it reminded him of Asgard, but he didn't say anything. Thor was smiling proudly then he turned to Loki and gently took Loki's chin in his hand, turning Loki's face to look him in the eyes,
"See?" He whispered, softly running a thumb across Loki's cheek, "Under all that bad, there is unmatched beauty." Loki's eyes grew wide, this was unexpected, he thought. He tried to pull away from Thor in an effort to avoid what he saw coming, but Thor wrapped an arm around his waist holding him there and kissed him. Loki moaned in disapproval, but Thor obviously took that the wrong way and ran his tongue over Loki's bottom lip. Loki was trying to push him off, but Thor was easily a hundred times stronger than him, so instead he abruptly turned his face, separating them. Thor looked confused.
"What are you doing?" Loki hissed without looking at Thor.
"What do you mean?" Thor sounded more confused than he looked.
"I mean, what are you DOING? You can't do this Thor." Loki snapped angrily. Thor put on his kicked-puppy look,
"I…I thought I could make you feel better…" He let go of Loki.
"Well, yes. But not like this." Loki answered gesturing between them. Thor looked down then back at Loki,
"Why? What is wrong?"
"This. This is wrong." Loki was still gesturing to them, "Us. Can you imagine what people would say? How they would look at us? We are brothers, Thor. We can't do…this." Loki explained. Thor chuckled,
"We are not real brothers; we are not even the same species. And besides, I do not care what others think. You should know that."
"Well perhaps I care!" Loki sighed, and Thor looked heartbroken again,
"You make it sound like you do not feel the same way I do…" he said.
"I DON'T, Thor. What made you think that I do?" Loki was exasperated. Thor was angry now,
"This is because of Tony isn't it?" he growled. Loki looked shocked,
"NO! This has nothing to do with Tony! Thor I have NEVER felt that way for you!" he rubbed his temples, "Please, Thor, listen. I love you, but NOT in this way. You are my best friend, my Brother, the one person that has always been there for me, and I cannot imagine life without you. But not like this." Loki tried to be as sweet and soft as he could, "Please. I'm sorry. But I don't feel that way. I want you to stay my best friend." He smiled. Thor looked like he might cry,
"What is the far stretch between best friend and lover?" he asked. Loki shook his head,
"There is a HUGE difference between the two, and you know it." He said sternly. Thor still looked horribly depressed, but nodded and tried to smile. Loki hugged him tenderly,
"I appreciate your effort to cheer me up." He looked up at the sky, "It is beautiful." Thor's eyes never left Loki's face,
"Yes…" was all he whispered. Thor and Loki returned to the living room to find that Nightcrawler had returned, alone.
"What happened?" Loki asked him. Kurt looked very skittish, like he knew he'd let someone down,
"Forgive me, friend. I could not find her. I don't know where she is." He explained. Loki sighed, more good news, he thought. But he smiled at Kurt,
"Thank you. Perhaps we can try again later." he said and Kurt nodded,
"Absolutely! I shall try to find her as quickly as possible." Kurt promised, and Logan came up behind him, wrapping an arm around his waist,
"In the meantime, we need to head home now." Logan said and Kurt nodded.
"No problem." Steve said, "It was a pleasure having you guys here." Everyone said their good-byes then Kurt and Logan left.
Tony woke up in a puddle of his own drool on the floor of his workshop, the empty bottle of Daniel's staring him in the face. He groaned and his head began throbbing. A dainty, pale hand suddenly picked up the empty bottle that had been lying on its side in front of Tony,
"You are pathetic." Loki dead-panned. Tony rolled unto his back with a painful moan, but smiled at Loki.
"If I'm dreaming, don't wake me up." He said. Loki lightly kicked his leg,
"You're not dreaming. Get up." He barked. Tony obediently sat up,
"You don't hate me?" Tony asked in the most pitiful little voice ever. Loki sighed,
"I'm still mad. But I don't hate you. And I'm certainly not going to let you kill yourself." He answered as Tony slowly stood up.
"Can I make it up to you? I'll do anything." Tony promised. Loki exhaled and waved his hand in front of his nose,
"Uk! Go take a shower and brush your teeth, that'll be a start." He couldn't help laughing a little. Tony chuckled,
"No problem. Done." He paused, "Could…could I just have a hug?" He asked. Loki gave him a smug pout,
"I suppose that could be allowed." He said exaggeratedly. Tony hugged him fiercely and Loki's anger melted away,
"I am sorry." Tony whispered, "I never meant to say that. I was just jealous."
"I know." Loki soothed him, "I didn't mean to make you jealous. I had no idea." Tony held him at arm's length,
"But seriously, how long how you been working with machines? You should have told me you were that good!" He smiled, Loki gave him a look and shook his head,
"I've never touched a machine before." He shrugged nonchalantly. Tony's mouth dropped,
"Wait, what? You're telling me…you know nothing about electronics and technology…?"
"Mhmm." Loki responded.
"Th…then how did…" Tony stuttered in astonishment, "How did you know what you were doing?" Loki shrugged again,
"Math." He said like it was the least important thing in the world. Tony just stared at him. Loki grabbed him and started pushing him to the door,
"Now go take a shower!" he ordered. Tony rushed through his shower and then through breakfast. Loki cocked an eyebrow as he watched Tony running about getting dressed in a suit with no tie and bright orange Nike's.
"Where are you going?" Loki asked.
"Huh? Oh. Nowhere." Was Tony's vague answer as he came back into the room with a large, heavy-looking bag. Loki sat upon the couch with a new book in his lap and a cup of steaming Earl Grey in one hand. Tony suddenly kissed Loki's forehead and glanced at the book,
"Bye. Wait…" he pulled the book up to look at the title, "Is that the Bible?" He gave Loki a look like he'd just grown a third eye, Loki shrugged,
"I find it interesting." He said, "And good-bye." Loki gave a little wave and went back to his book.
Tony stumbled in a rush out of the elevator as it finally stopped on the top floor. He shoved his way to the front of the giant, oval table that was imprinted with the S.H.E.I.L.D logo. Nick Fury was giving a speech, something about being the best of the best, blah blah blah, Tony thought. Tony threw his huge bag unto the table, startling Fury and causing him to turn around from his big display screen. Nick cocked an eyebrow at the bag and then at Tony,
"Why are you here, interrupting me, Stark?" He asked casually. Tony held up one finger as he caught his breath, then pointed at the bag,
"Ya gotta see this…" he said breathlessly. Nick sat down and gestured to the bag,
"See what? It better impress me." He looked and sounded as bored as usual. Tony pulled the black bag off of his machine that Loki had completed and smiled at Nick.
"What is it?" Nick asked. Tony cleared his throat,
"Well…um…it's…it's a machine…"he mumbled. Nick did not look amused,
"You built it, and you don't know what it is?" Tony held up a finger again but with a big smile on his face this time,
"I didn't build it. WELL, I started to build it. But Loki finished it. He's pretty much responsible for all of it." He explained.
"Loki did this?" Nick was skeptical. Tony was nodding. "And what does it do?" Nick continued.
"WELLLL…uhh…let's find out!" Tony flipped a switch. Nick's eyes went wide,
"Wait…WHAT!" he jumped as if to stop Tony. It was like all the gravity in the room was suddenly sucked out; everyone and everything began floating around.
"WOAH!" Tony cheered. Nick looked like he was going to strangle Tony,
"You had no idea what it would do! SO YOU TURNED IT ON! Are you out YO damn mind!" He hollered. Tony laughed,
"Nick, your ghetto is showing." He pointed at Nick in mock accusation, "So it's an anti-gravity field generator! Cool! No big deal." Tony shrugged as he floated his way back to the machine and turned it off. Everything abruptly crashed to the floor. Nick straightened himself out and took a deep breath,
"Alright. It's impressive. So what do you want, Stark?" Tony started making "pfft!" sounds,
"Whaaat? Why would you think…?"
"You wouldn't have brought this here if you didn't want something from me. So spit it out already." Nick ordered. Tony sighed,
"Ok, yeah. I'll give you this," he gestured to the machine, "And all the tech, which is Loki's tech by the way, in exchange for a favor…" he paused to look around for a second, "I want you to take Loki off the house arrest. For just one night." Nick was raising his eyebrow again,
"One night? What the hell for?" he asked. Tony coughed nervously, looking awkward all the sudden,
"I…ah…I wanna…" he blushed, "I wanna take him…out. Ya know, like…a date…" he stuttered. This threw Nick off, the usually always "swag" Tony Stark was now reduced to a stuttering teenager.
"Wait…you want to take a supervillian, who's also a man…out on a date?" Nick clarified.
"Yeesss?" Tony answered like it was a trick question. Nick made a "hmph" noise at Tony,
"And you think this machine, that Loki built, will be enough for that?" Tony sighed,
"What more do you want?"
"What more are you willing to give up?" Nick smiled wickedly.
"Typical!" Tony threw his hands up.
"Then take your garbage and leave." Nick retorted. Tony stared at him miserably,
"You want my Iron Man tech." it wasn't a question and Nick nodded. Tony sighed again, "No. You can have whatever else you want." Nick pouted for a minute,
"The Quinjet tech." He finally said, "Final deal." Tony waved a hand and headed for the door,
"FINE!" he surrendered. Nick smiled victoriously,
"Enjoy your date, Stark."
Tony made it home in time for lunch. An agent had come with him to remove the band from Loki's leg. They found Loki and the others in the kitchen, eating pizza. Loki made a surprised sound when the S.H.E.I.L.D. agent suddenly grabbed his leg, typed in a code, then pulled off the black band and left. Everyone, even Loki, looked to Tony in confusion. Tony cleared his throat but held a huge smile on his face,
"SOO, pizza huh?" He grabbed three slices then left the room. Loki followed instantly, grabbing Tony by the shoulder when they entered the living room and turning him around,
"What did you do?" He asked in excitement. Tony frowned slightly,
"It's just for one night." He confessed.
"But why?" Loki still stared at him wide-eyed.
"I…um…I want to…" he was blushing again, "Well, would you…go out with me?" he asked. Loki's jaw dropped and he just stared at Tony for a while, Tony started looking at the ground uncomfortably,
"You got me off house arrest…to go…on a date with me…?" Loki sounded as astonished as he looked with his eyebrows against his hairline. Tony just smiled.
"Yeah." There was childish excitement sparkling in his eyes.
"What did you have to do? To get this?" Loki's expression now changed to one of worry. Tony waved a hand nonchalantly,
"I gave Nick the machine you built and the tech for my Quinjet. But it doesn't matter. Will you go? With me? Please?" Loki's faced softened to an honest smile,
"Of course. After you've gone through all the trouble, how can I say no?" he said. Tony gave him a stern look,
"NO. I don't want you to go just because I "went through the trouble". I want you to go out with me because YOU want to." He said. Loki looked at him like he was an idiot,
"Since when do I do things that I DON'T want to do?" he rolled his eyes, "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't have said yes. I was simply justifying my answer, you twit." He laughed.
"OH. Well don't do that. Just say yes." Tony smiled and began eating his pizza. Tony paused by the couch to pick up a black bag that was laying over the back of the couch, "And since you burned your entire wardrobe…"he said as he handed this bag to Loki, "I bought you something to wear tonight." He smiled with a mouth full of pizza. Loki gave him an amused look,
"You bought me an outfit…BEFORE you asked me out?" he laughed, "You are very unorthodox." They laughed together,
"That's just how I roll baby." He winked at Loki and Loki rolled his eyes dramatically, "Soo, be ready by seven?" Tony said as he went back down to his workshop. Loki didn't bother to answer, he just took the clothes to his room and unzipped the bag. He daintily removed the fabrics, as if they would turn to dust if he wasn't too careful, then laid them flat on the bed. He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting, but he was sure it wasn't this. The suit was fairly simple, but elegant, and probably British. The pants were just black, a long sleeve, crisp white, button up shirt with a thin black tie, then a black vest. There was also a white, leather belt, and black shoes to match.
"Well this is dapper." Loki laughed to himself. There were still many hours before he'd need to be ready so he returned to the living room to find only Peter there, playing his videogames. Peter glanced at him for a second,
"Wanna play with me?" he asked. Loki was startled by this question, despite how long he'd been staying here most the others just avoided him and had certainly never invited him to an activity with them. But Peter was different, maybe because he was so much younger. Loki smiled,
"Sure." He answered enthusiastically then sat down in front of the TV next to Peter, "What do I do?" he asked. Peter handed him another controller.
"Game's called Mortal Kombat. You pick a character then we fight to the death. Totally simple." Peter smiled at him.
"Alright." Loki chuckled in amusement. Loki lost the first couple rounds, but didn't mind because he was watching Peter and learning how to use the controls properly. Loki assumed that Peter didn't teach him how to use the controls on purpose, but Loki was sure he'd best Peter anyways. Clint and Bruce were now on the couch casually chatting and watching the game going on,
"Aww com'on Loki! Ya could'ave got him!" Clint shouted. Loki glared at the screen,
"Excuse me" he retorted, "No backseat driving." They all laughed. Loki finally won a fight and Peter gave him a look,
"That was just luck." He said. Loki laughed,
"No, my luck left me along with my powers. I would call that skills." He said in triumph and there was a chorus of "OOHHHH!" from the couch. Peter playfully punched Loki in the arm,
"Oh yeah? Then do it again?" he dared. And sure enough, Loki did it again, and again, and again. Peter finally threw the controller down in defeat,
"FINE! I'm done!" he shouted in frustration. Loki laughed, and smiled wholeheartedly at Peter,
"That was fun. Thank you." He said and there was a sparkle of honest joy in his big green eyes. Peter smiled back,
"Wanna play something else?" he offered. Loki nodded with vigor. Peter took a few minutes to change the game and give Loki a different controller,
"This one's called Resident Evil 5, we get to work together in this one and kill armies of zombies." He explained, then gave Loki a mischievous grin, "You can be the girl." There was more laughing from the couch. Loki shrugged one shoulder,
"Why would I find that insulting? Women tend to get whatever they want." He countered with his own wicked grin.
"Yeah, well, I was making fun of you…"Peter pointed at him, "Cause you look like a girl." Loki continued to grin,
"Thank you." He responded and left Peter in a flurry of confusion but Peter didn't respond. The afternoon passed in much the same fashion, Peter spent the time showing Loki all sorts of different games and good strategies to beat them. Loki smiled and listened, having more fun than he'd had in hundreds of years and actually feeling accepted by someone since he'd first moved in. It was different with Tony, it was…complicated, but with Peter it was completely honest and innocent. Before Loki knew it, it was six twenty in the evening and he had to get off the videogames. He casually said goodnight to Peter and went to his room to take a quick shower. He blow-dried and straightened his hair, which took half an hour all together, then gently pulled on the outfit Tony had bought him. He was amazed that the suit, including the shoes, fit him perfectly. How did Tony know his sizes so well? He wondered. He smoothed his hands over the vest as he surveyed himself in the mirror. He decided he didn't like the long sleeves, so he rolled them up past his elbows and found them much more comfortable that way. He glanced at the clock and winced; he was a minute late. He went down the stairs looking for Tony but instead ran into Steve,
"Oh!" Steve exclaimed, "Where are you going?" he was looking Loki up and down suspiciously.
"Tony is taking me out." Loki answered sounding bored, he didn't particularly like talking to Steve because Steve was constantly looking for a reason to accuse Loki of something.
"Tony's what? Is that why that agent took you off house arrest? So Tony could take you out?" he sounded appalled, "Where is he? I'm gonna…"
"Chill, Captain Righteous." Tony said as he entered the room, "It's only for tonight, then he goes back on arrest tomorrow." He walked right past Steve to stand in front of Loki and smile fondly,
"Damn," he said looking Loki up and down, "That looks a lot better on you than it did on the hanger." He winked. Loki rolled his eyes then gave Tony a look of slight confusion,
"I don't get it…so we are going on a date…" he gestured to both of them, "Both as men? Isn't that strange?" Loki asked and Tony laughed,
"NAH. We have a word for that here on earth…" he threw an arm over Loki's shoulder, "Homosexuality." He said as he swept his hand in a grand arc in front of Loki's face. Loki nodded,
"Oh, I see." He smiled, "That makes better since." Tony suddenly slapped Loki's ass and headed for the front door,
"Com'on sexy, let's get a move on." He said as he held the door open for Loki. Loki was rubbing the cheek that Tony had just desecrated and giving Tony an insulted glare. Tony chuckled and gestured to the door,
"Come on." He urged. Loki snorted but stepped outside. Tony waved to Steve,
"Later." Then closed the front door behind him. They hopped into the back of a sleek black car and Tony gave directions to the driver.
"So what did you do all day?" Tony asked. Loki was polished his nails on his shirt,
"I played videogames with Peter." He answered without looking up from his fingernails. Tony nodded then asked the driver to turn on some music. They sat quietly the rest of the drive. Loki finally looked up when the car stopped outside this grand building. He turned to Tony,
"What is this place?" he asked as the driver opened his side door. Tony whistled,
"Oh, only the most expensive place to eat in Manhattan." He smiled. There was a red carpet stretching from the street, up some stairs, and to huge glass double doors. Gold letters written across the glass read Harry Cipriani. There were security guards and bouncers all over the place. Tony gently placed a hand on Loki's lower back at led them to the front doors where a snobby looking woman was holding a reservations book,
"Name?" she barked.
"Tony Stark. And guest." Tony answered. The woman checked off something on her paper and nodded,
"This way please." She led them inside and to a nice round table, suited for two and out of the way, giving them some privacy. Two men held the chairs till Loki and Tony sat down then gently pushed them in and walked away. Loki was gazing around, mouth agape, and eyes twinkling with a sort of excited innocence. For a building on earth, its glory and immense beauty could rival that of Asgard.
"Wow." Loki gasped then looked at Tony with a huge grin, "This place is amazing!"
"Glad you like." Tony was just watching Loki, "I thought it'd only be appropriate to take you somewhere fit for a king." He smiled. Loki's face lit up even more at Tony's comment. Tony felt Loki's foot suddenly rubbing his leg and Loki leaned over the table to get closer to Tony,
"You really know how to turn a narcissistic, world-dominating supervillian on." He said in a low voice, the taint of lust burning in his eyes. Tony choked on his water and a full blush colored his face. Just then the waiter decided to show up,
"Good evening gentlemen. I'll be your server tonight. What can I get you to drink?" he asked.
Loki easily flipped over his menu and pointed to something,
"The Bellini, please." He responded and the waiter turned to Tony. Tony faltered,
"Oh, ah, whatever he's having." He said in a rush, he hadn't even looked at the menu yet. The waiter nodded and left.
"So, what was that about you being turned on?" Tony gave him a cheeky grin, and Loki laughed. The waiter returned with their drinks and asked if they knew what they wanted, Loki responded by asking for the most expensive thing on the menu and Tony just pointed at something. Neither of them were truly interested in eating. They spoke of casual things and at some point Tony had reached across the table to lace his fingers threw Loki's. Loki would pick at his food every now and then and Tony would just stare at him like he was the most amazing thing in the universe. Loki looked up at Tony and blushed,
"I'm sure there are people looking at us…would you not stare so obviously…?" he asked shyly. Tony chuckled like a little kid,
"Who cares?" he shrugged. Suddenly the flash of a camera blinded them both and a blond woman was grinning at them,
"Good evening Mr. Stark." She spoke in a sarcastic ultra-bitch tone, "How interesting to find you here." She watched them both squirm uncomfortably, "And on a date no less?" She gave Loki a nasty look and he saw crazed envy in her eyes. He suddenly stood up to leave,
"I'm done." He said, Tony jumped,
"WHAAAT! No!" He turned on the woman and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, "Get the FUCK away!" he snatched the camera and smashed it with all the force he could muster against the table then shoved the woman unto her ass. He was panting with fury. The woman looked horrified as she scrabbled to her feet and ran from them. Tony took a deep breath and sat down. Loki stood there staring at Tony, his eyes looked like they were gonna pop out of his head. He'd never seen such rage from Tony Stark before. Tony smiled at him sheepishly,
"Please don't go." He begged. Loki's eyebrows pulled together in concern, but he sat down,
"What was that?" he asked gesturing to the many pieces of camera that littered the floor now. Tony snorted,
"I'm not letting some paparazzi bitch ruin my date!" he growled. Loki was still looking at him with worry, but was flattered by Tony at the same time. Tony sighed,
"Ya know what? Let's just go. I have better places to show you." He said as he rose to his feet, he dropped a very large wad of cash unto the tabletop then gently took Loki's hand and they left. Even though it was late into the night it was very warm out because of the lingering summer afternoon heat. They walked across the street to Central Park, laughing about the look on that woman's face when Tony had yelled at her. Loki removed his vest and carried it over his shoulder. They came to a small pond and sat down on a large rock.
"So where else were we going to go?" Loki asked, Tony was tossing pebbles into the water.
"Eh." He shrugged, "We got time. We'll go later. Don't worry about it." Loki chuckled as he laid back and stared at the sky, he frowned as he saw that it was still crystal clear and millions of beautiful star and nebulae twinkled at him. Tony must have asked Thor to clear the sky for them tonight, which meant Thor knew about their date and would be in a sad mood. Loki was pulled from his thoughts as Tony lay next to him and laced their fingers together again.
"What are you going to do?" Tony asked, "I mean, after you get your powers back." Loki sighed,
"That's IF I ever get them back. And I don't know." Loki confessed, "I guess if I don't get them back I'll continue to live with you."
"Well, you can stay with me no matter what." Tony said softly and Loki noted how he'd said "me" not "us". Loki turned his head to look at Tony,
"What is this? Us, I mean. What are we now?" he asked. Tony chuckled,
"Um..boyfriends?" he said, that sweet, childish spark was dancing in his eyes again, like he'd just been given the coolest toy in existence. Loki smiled despite himself.
"And do you really think this will last?" he asked. Tony frowned,
"Why not?" then he grinned again, "You plan on frying my ass?" he joked. Loki laughed.
"Maybe." He said with a mock sinister look, "I guess you'll just have to find out." Tony scooted closer and rested his head on Loki's shoulder and in turn Loki placed his cheek against Tony's head. They laid there silently as Loki continued to stare at the sky and Tony still threw pebbles at the water. Loki started humming softly to himself. Tony yawned.
"Alright, now you're gonna put me to sleep." He grumbled playfully, Loki laughed,
"Should I sing you to sleep?" he asked
"Not yet. We got places to go…" Tony mumbled sleepily.
"You know…that I adore you…" Loki began singing* as he ran elegant fingers through Tony's hair, "You know…that I love you…" Tony yawned again,
"You do?" he joked. Loki lightly smacked him on the head. Tony sat up quickly,
"No sleeping in the park!" he said as he stood up and brushed himself off, "Come on. Just one more place to go. We're gonna have fun tonight." He gave a grand smile. Loki looked at him nervously,
"I'm not sure if I like the sound of that…" he said, but Tony grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the street where the driver was waiting. They hopped in,
"You know where to go!" Tony told the driver and the man laughed,
"Of course, sir." He said and they were off. They came to a more secluded building with crazy flashing and neon lights everywhere. There was a line of people stretching all the way down the block and a bouncer with a check list at the front door. Tony took Loki to the front of the line and smiled at the bouncer. Loki had to actually look up into this man's face, this guy could be Heimdall's twin, Loki thought in astonishment. The man smiled at them,
"Good 'ole Tony Stark!" he greeted them and pulled the red barrier out of their way, "Go on in, man! Have a good time." Tony handed the man a wad of cash,
"Thanks buddy! You're the best." He said and pulled Loki through the door. It was very dark inside, with more flashing lights, a rainbow colored dance floor that was packed wall-to-wall, and a long bar at the far side that was lit up by white lights under the counter. The bartender was a woman with bright green dreadlocks, big faux eyelashes, and a silver ring through her black lips. She grinned when she saw Tony,
"Hey you!" she called over the pounding music. Tony and Loki sat down at the bar,
"Hey there sugar. The usual for me and…" he looked at Loki for a second then back at the girl, "An apple martini for him." He grinned. She nodded and got to work making their drinks. Loki didn't look like he was enjoying this place at all, he had his hands over his ears and was glaring pitifully at Tony. Tony laughed and gently pulled Loki's hands down to lean into his ear,
"You'll get used to it! Just drink!" Tony shouted over the noise. Loki didn't look amused, and Tony began wondering if he'd made a mistake in bringing him here. Their drinks appeared,
"Enjoy!" the girl said and went to serve someone else. Loki literally just grabbed the glass and downed the whole thing before Tony had even picked his drink up. Tony stared at him.
"If I'm gonna have to drink for this, you'd better order a lot more." Loki said and they both laughed. And so Tony told the bartender to keep the drinks coming and just throw it on his tab, pretty soon they were giggling like teenaged girls about nothing in particular. Tony finished another drink then grabbed Loki's arm,
"Come on! Dance!" he shouted as he pulled Loki to the rainbow floor. Loki had no idea what was considered dancing here on Earth, but he was drunk enough to not care either. He quickly picked up on the sensual, yet obscene, grinding that had somehow been deemed dancing and then they were making out like everyone else. When Tony was finally falling on the floor because he couldn't stand up anymore they decided it was time to go home. The driver was again waiting for them outside and he helped them into the car.
"Fly ush shoo the moon!" Tony slurred and Loki giggled,
"No thank you, just go home please." He said and the driver laughed,
"Not a problem."
Somehow they managed to get through the front door and down to Tony's workshop in one piece. Then Tony began to uncontrollably grope and rub Loki. Loki used one arm to shove everything off Tony's worktable unto the floor, then easily pushed Tony unto the table and straddled him. Tony wanted to just rip all of Loki's clothes off, but even in his drunken stupor knew he wasn't strong enough, so he pulled at Loki's shirt and moaned. Loki got the hint and easily pulled the shirt over his head then did the same to Tony. He laid himself flush against Tony and gently grinded their hips together, Tony bucked roughly into him and he unceremoniously shoved his tongue into Tony's mouth. Loki worked his way down; nibbling on Tony's ears and biting his neck, then licking down to the glowing blue device imbedded in Tony's chest. He softly kissed the skin there and even ran his tongue along the rim of the metal. He went further down taking time to undo Tony's belt and pants then shoving them off his ankles. Tony blushed at his sudden nakedness, but Loki only chuckled and wrapped his thin elegant fingers around Tony's cock and leaned down to begin licking it. Tony moaned obscenely at the sudden contact and his hands searched for something to hold onto, he finally settled on gripping the edge of the table with one hand and Loki's thigh in the other. Loki was on his knees with his legs by Tony's side, Tony was now digging his fingernails in the soft fabric of Loki's inner thigh then moving higher to gently rub Loki between his legs. Loki lowered his hand to cup Tony's nuts as he finally went down on him, plenty of years of practice made it easy for Loki to take the entire length into his throat, and Tony cursed lustfully. Loki pulled off with a vulgar wet sucking sound then moved to look Tony in the eyes, he gripped Tony's chin,
"Tony. Listen to me." He demanded, Tony sobered up enough to focus on Loki, "If I do this…" Tony saw desperation on that angel face and…fear? Loki looked terrified, Tony made sure to listen intently,
"If I do this with you…" Loki was whispering now, "Don't hurt me." He said, and Tony knew that Loki wasn't talking about physical pain. Tony nodded,
"Loki, I…" he began to speak but Loki suddenly put a finger to his mouth,
"No! I don't want promises." He said, "As soon as you put it in a promise you are bound to break it. Just know well, that if you do hurt me, I will kill you." There was not a hint of jest in his tone, so Tony simple nodded because he fully believed that Loki would kill him. With that, Loki sat up and removed his pants, the last piece of fabric separating them, then lay upon Tony again. Tony arched into him as he felt their cocks collide against each other. They grinded into each other and chewed each others lips till they were both all sticky with pre-cum. Loki moved forward and Tony tensed,
"You're just gonna…?" he tried to halt Loki's movements but Loki gave him a look,
"Shut up." He said and Tony thought those words sounded strange on Loki's lips, "I know what I'm doing." He continued then shoved two fingers into Tony's mouth. Tony understood and began sucking on the fingers, lolling his tongue around, making sure to get them wet. Loki removed his fingers from Tony's mouth and easily reached back to insert them into himself. Tony was the one to moan and arch into Loki, which made Loki laugh. He took care to thoroughly wet and stretch himself, but since Tony's cock was still all wet from Loki's saliva and pre-cum, it went in without trouble. Tony threw his head back and cursed some more,
"Uhh...fuck me…" he moaned, Loki laughed again,
"I'm working on it." He breathed into Tony's ear. Loki leaned over Tony, placing his hands on either side of Tony's shoulders, and began to gently rock forward and back. They were slow and tender at first but quickly progressed into table-creaking, wet slapping, obnoxious moaning, and the occasional scream. Loki was really glad the workshop was sound-proof because he was certain that if it wasn't the entire mansion would hear them. Loki wasn't the least bit surprised that Tony came first; his whole body went tense and he panted loudly, gripping Loki's hips like they were all that anchored him to this world. They both stopped moving and just breathed, but Tony didn't wait to long before taking Loki's cock in his hand to coax Loki the rest of the way. Tony's stomach was suddenly coated in warm, sticky fluid as Loki moaned in earnest. Then they both went completely limp and Loki collapsed against Tony's chest. No words were said as they passed out together from exhaustion.
Sidenotes: *the song Loki is singing at this part is "Come to Me" by Bjork. It's a cute little love song and I really love Bjork so it fits.
And the outfit Loki wears on their date was inspired by a picture drawn by Ina on Tumblr, just go look at my profile for the link to it.
ONE LAST THING, a special thanks to reader Lexicon who's reviews were very helpful to me. DANKE!