RATED A FOR ANGST! And XXX for some SEX. xD
Loki held Tony against his chest and was playing with his hair, yanking out the occasional grey, causing Tony to yelp in pain and Loki just laughed every time. Loki began humming to himself and Tony enjoyed the vibration of Loki's chest.
"So is this gonna be a regular thing?" Tony asked.
"I thought sex was already a regular thing in your life." There was a laugh lingering in Loki's voice.
"Well yeah. But not with you. That's different." Tony said,
"Oh? Because I am a man?" Loki inquired.
"No. Because you're…you. Ya know…Loki."
Loki laughed, "And…?"
"Well, you're kinda crazy to start with. And of course there's the fact that you're an ex-supervillian now. You're a special case, ya know?" Tony mused. Loki wasn't sure how to respond to this,
"You make it sound like I'm an escaped mental patient. Or a man running around in a banana suit." He said this with no emotion. Tony was trying and failing to hold back a laugh, and the result was an obnoxious "ffft!" sound coming from his mouth. Loki assumed that Tony was now imaging him in a banana suit. Tony moved to get up,
"WELL, I gotta work on some upgrades and shit. Wanna help me out?" he said. Loki shook his head and yawned,
"No thank you. I shall take a nap now." He said as he rolled over and pulled the blankets over his head. Tony chuckled and lightly pinched Loki's exposed thigh causing Loki to yelp and cover himself up the rest of the way with the blanket. Tony turned on some Linkin Park and went to work. At some point Pepper came down to inform him that his room and Thor's room were both being repaired now. Pepper was looking at Loki,
"Really Tony? This has to be the worst relationship ever. You guys should be on Dr. Phil." She said.
"What? What does that mean? We get along great." He defended. She laughed without humor,
"For how long? Neither one of you is completely trustworthy. Loki's known for being a psycho backstabber. And you're a whore. How long before you start pointing fingers at each other? Watching you two is like watching two starving cannibals try to live together." Her tone wasn't offending, rather just very concerned. Tony made a face,
"I trust him." He said simply. She scoffed at him,
"To what extent? Sure you trust him as long as he's within your line of sight. As soon as you don't know where he is you're gonna start jumping to assumptions. Everyone can naturally accuse the criminal when things go wrong."
"Well I won't! That's how he's been treated his whole life, and I refuse to jump on the band wagon. I will trust him."
She sighed softly, "Don't you worry that he thinks you're cheating on him? Liars will always believe that everyone else is lying too." She spoke in almost a whisper. Tony hadn't thought of this,
"I guess it's up to him whether he trusts me or not. I know in my heart that I'm not doing anything to hurt him, he'll just have to see it for himself." He decided. Pepper regarded him carefully for a minute, then gave a soft smile,
"Will that be all, Mr. Stark?" she said playfully. Tony grinned,
"Yup. Thank you." He went back to his work and she left. Tony worked in silence for another hour before he heard a soft moan from Loki. He turned to gaze at the sleeping man and saw that he was moving around a lot. Tony put down his tools and wiped the oil from his hands then went to sit down next to Loki and look at him. Loki's pale brow was creased with fear and his mouth was pulled down in a frown. Tony gently stroked his cheek. Loki flinched, and his face contorted in pain,
"No…" he whispered and began breathing heavily, "Please…"
"Loki?" Tony was startled.
"Don't…please…Thor…" Loki was crying. Tony panicked,
"Loki, wake up!" He grabbed the slim shoulders and began shaking Loki, "Please, wake up." He said desperately. Big green eyes flew open suddenly, but they were looking through Tony not at him. Loki went rigid, then sat up, throwing his hands over his ears and screamed. Tony jumped at the sudden sound and tried to grab Loki to calm him down. Loki pulled away, into the corner, and stared at the floor. His hands were still over his head, legs pulled up to his chest, he was shaking and hyperventilating, mumbling like a mad man. Tony looked at him in horror and had no idea what to do. He ran out of the workshop and up the stairs,
"THOR!" He screamed the only name that he could think of to help him. He almost ran into the wall as he bolted into the living room,
"WHERE'S THOR!" he shouted hysterically. Everyone jumped and looked at him,
"He left." Clint said, voice heavy with worry.
"WHAT!" Tony shrieked. Clint pointed at the hole in the wall,
"He punched the wall, right after he saw Loki dragging you to the workshop suggestively, and hasn't been seen or heard since." He explained.
"Ohh shit." Tony was pulling on his hair. He yanked his phone from his pocket and dialed Nick Fury, "NICK! FIND THOR! I NEED HIM!" he cried. Nick coughed,
"Don't you think you have your hands on enough Norse Gods?" he responded calmly.
"NO! You don't understand! Loki is FREAKING OUT! I don't know what's wrong with him! And I don't know what to do! I NEED THOR!" he said in a rush, everyone in the room was now suddenly interested and were standing around Tony asking for details.
"He went back to Asgard, Tony. He quit. Something upset him so badly that he revoked his membership as an Avenger." Nick said. Tony face-palmed,
"Terrific! Great timing Thor!" he shouted at the sky, then a thought hit him like a lightning bolt, "OkthanksNickdon'tworryaboutitBYE!" he said in only one breath then hung up the phone and ran to the roof.
"TONY!" Steve and the others followed, "WHAT is going on?" Steve demanded. Tony stopped running when he was standing in the center of the roof; he looked up at the sky,
"I hope this works…" he whispered to himself then took a deep breath, "HEIMDALL!" he called, "Um…I don't know if you know me or anything, but I really really need help! Please! If you can hear me, send Thor back! Tell him Loki's in trouble!" he finished. He turned to the others who were all staring at him like he was crazy. He sighed.
"Loki had a nightmare or something." He explained, "Now he's, like, petrified and mumbling to himself. He won't respond to me." He looked like he was going to cry. No one was able to respond because just then the sky was torn open in a crackle of lightning and Thor crashed upon the rooftop. Tony stared in surprise,
"That was fast." he commented. Thor regarded Tony with a very serious gaze,
"Where is he?" he asked,
"The workshop." Tony squeaked out, and Thor shoved past them all to go downstairs. Everyone followed silently. Thor didn't wait for Tony to unlock the workshop door, he just kicked it in, and went to stand before Loki's quivering form. Loki hadn't moved at all, the only thing that had changed were his hands which were now bleeding because he'd dug his fingernails into them. Tony winced at the sight. Thor gently sat down and stroked Loki's fiery curls,
"Loki." His voice sounded like he was talking to a baby bird, "Come back to me, Brother." He said. Loki's red-rimmed eyes slowly moved up to gaze at Thor's face, an anguished little sound escaped Loki's throat as he threw himself into Thor's waiting arms.
"Shhh." Thor soothed him with a gentle hand upon his head, "It is alright. Tell me, what has frightened you so? What was it?" Loki shook with sobs for a few minutes before turning those pitiful big eyes up to Thor's face, he began running his fingers over his lips, Thor frowned deeply as he understood. He pressed Loki's face to his chest and kissed the top of Loki's head.
"Thor?" Tony whispered. Thor glanced at him,
"He shall be alright." Thor answered, sounding unsure. Tony became suddenly angry,
"NO, Thor! He won't." he spoke very sternly and gestured to Loki, "I think this is a pretty fucking good sign that he is NOT nor EVER WILL BE "ALRIGHT"!" he growled. Thor turned to him,
"DO YOU NOT THINK I KNOW THAT!" he shouted and Tony was taken aback by the fury in Thor's voice and the tears running off of his chin. Loki groaned at the noise. Thor looked at him then back at Tony,
"Give me his clothes." He barked. Tony rushed to find Loki's discarded clothing and handed them to Thor. Thor easily dressed Loki, like Loki was just a rag doll hanging in his arms. He laid Loki down and tucked him in, kissing his cheek, then he got on his feet and pushed everyone out of the room. They all returned to the living room and Thor jabbed a finger into Tony's chest,
"I know that he is broken! Do not accuse me of not seeing." He continued to cry, "AND ALL OF IT IS MY FAULT!" he screamed, "HOW CAN I NOT KNOW! I have hurt him…" he took a deep breath, "But I cannot travel to the past, Anthony Stark. Can you? All I do now is try to make things better, try to make him happy in any way possible. But it is difficult when he is bent on killing me or destroying the world! Now I finally have him in my grips again and you," he stabbed Tony in the chest again, "You take him from me! And defile him!"
"WHAT!" Tony's face twisted from sympathy to fury, "How DARE you!" Tony was now pointing an accusing finger back at Thor, "I didn't do anything without his permission!" Thor rolled his eyes dramatically,
"OOHHH AYE! While he was DRUNK!" he argued. Tony was surprised,
"How do you even know about that?"
"I was awake when the two of you returned home." Thor answered. Tony shook his head,
"It doesn't matter! Loki likes me! We have mutual feelings!" Thor narrowed his eyes in a challenge,
"Do you truly believe that?" he said quietly, "Do you not think that he would simply use you?"
Tony gaped, "Are you fucking kidding me? Can no one just trust anyone anymore? NO THOR, I don't think he's using me, because I TRUST HIM! Something that not even YOU could do!" Tony's air supply was rudely cut off as Thor's large hand crushed his throat,
"I trust him with my life! AND I LOVE HIM MORE THAN YOU!" he screamed, his whole body shaking in rage. Realization hit Tony in the face,
"You're…jealous…" he choked, fingers clawing at Thor's tight grip. Thor dropped him to the floor suddenly. Tony coughed and gasped for a few seconds before he forced himself to stand and face Thor again, "You're jealous!" he continued to point a finger at Thor, "That's what's really going on here! Isn't it?" Thor snorted like the was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard,
"I am not jealous of a puny mortal man."
"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. But envy is all over your face. My question is, why? Why would you be jealous? Loki's your little bro, I'm never gonna replace you in his life. You guys will always be family. I'm just a boyfrie…" Tony trailed off and his eyebrows hit his hairline as yet another realization struck him, he gasped, "Oh…shit." Thor was looking at him with absolute heartache burning in his bright blue eyes. "Oh." Tony said again, "You…you love him…like in love love him. WOW. Woah, Thor, that's…kinda…wrong…" Thor glared again,
"I know that!" he snapped, but then calmed down, "But...it does not make it go away…" he whispered. Tony cleared his throat,
"Does…does Loki know?" he asked.
"I am not sure…but he is clever, I would assume that he figured it out…especially since I kissed him…" Thor was looking at the floor uncomfortably now.
"You what? When did this happen? Ya know what, NO, never mind. Don't tell me." Tony babbled. Everything was silent for a few minutes,
"So, what freaked him out?" Peter asked trying to change the subject. Thor sighed,
"He had a nightmare…about the time he had his lips sewn shut." He told them, "It is something that has haunted us both for a very long time. It was a horrid day…" Thor said nothing more on the subject. Tony and Thor both flinched when Loki suddenly appeared behind Thor, placing a pale hand upon Thor's shoulder and looking him right in the eyes,
"Stop yelling at Tony. He's done nothing wrong." Loki spoke softly, and he still looked very shaken, scared. Thor nodded and tried to smile at him. "Why did you leave?" Loki whispered, eyes still locked upon Thor. Thor looked away. Loki squeezed his arm and gave him a more serious gaze. Thor cleared his throat,
"I…I just…can't be here. Around you…and Tony…" He was mumbling, embarrassed. Loki considered this for a moment,
"You're very selfish." He said simply. Thor looked startled by this, but then tears came back to his eyes,
"I know…" he whispered, "I am just so used to always having you to myself!" he explained, "I suppose…I am not accustom to you wanting someone else…" Loki was studying his face, as if he could see into Thor's soul. "And…and you have spent so long hating me!" Thor cried, "I..." he sighed, "I feel very confused." He concluded, he still held that desperation in his eyes, a silent begging, for Loki alone.
"Thor." Loki waited till Thor was looking him in the eyes, "I need you. I need you here, with me, helping me, standing by my side. How dare you abandon me! Just because I'm with someone who is not you?"
Thor visibly flinched, "I am sorry." He whispered again, "It was not my intention to abandon you again."
"Then don't. I'm sorry I can't do anything about the way you feel. But you have no need to be jealous of anyone. I will always want you here." Loki was smiling now, "Please. I don't like this side of you, this way you've been acting. Just be my Brother, please?"
Thor took a deep breath and calmed down, then smiled, "Ok. If that is all you want from me, then that is what I shall be. I promise." Loki raised an eyebrow,
"And this will be the end of all drama, right?" he asked, Thor nodded,
"Yes. No more drama. Promise." He grinned. Loki relaxed,
"Good! Because you're stressing me out." He sat down on the couch to relax further. Tony laughed and sat next to him, he gave Loki's hand a little squeeze,
"You ok? You really scared the shit outta me back there." He said. Loki nodded,
"You will have to get used to that. In over a thousand years, I still can't get those nightmares to stop." Loki confessed. Tony gave him a gentle hug.
"Hey if I could ask something…" Clint spoke hesitantly, everyone turned to look at him, "Not that I was looking at you naked or anything earlier but…" he looked at Loki, "What…why do you have so many scars? Is that why you never wear short sleeves or anything?" he asked. Loki thought about it for a second,
"I use my magic to hide any flaws that I might have, but since I am mortal now, yes, I have been using clothes to cover up the marks. As to their origins…well, I'm rather old and let's just say I've been through a lot." Loki answered. Clint nodded,
"Haven't we all?" he said, and the others knew it was a rhetorical question.
Nick Fury was standing by the couch now, cocking an eyebrow at everyone, but smiling at Thor,
"Good to see you're back." He handed Thor's badge to him, Thor smiled. Nick looked back at Tony and Loki, "I came to make sure Loki hadn't gone all Jeffrey Dahmer on my team." He said this with a friendly smile, "Everything all right?" he was looking at Loki. Loki nodded,
"T'was just a bad dream." He chuckled, "Sorry to have frightened everyone." Nick laughed,
"I think it was Tony that frightened everyone." He said and Tony blushed in embarrassment,
"My bad!" he defended, "I didn't know what to do! I'm terrible with people."
"I also came to give you this," Nick handed a package to Loki, "It's your uniform. You'll wear it tomorrow. An agent will be here at nine A.M. to bring you to the Helicarrier." Loki nodded once then put his hand to his forehead in a mock salute and winked at Fury,
"Yes, sir." He said in a rather suggestive tone. Tony giggled. "I'm not going to open this to find a French maids' uniform, am I?" Loki joked. Nick actually laughed,
"Is that what you'd prefer to wear? I'm sure I could arrange something."
"No. no. I think I'd rather not have my ass hanging out for the whole world." Loki said and they all laughed.
"WELL, since we're all here anyways…"Tony said as he got off the couch, "How bout some dinner? I'm starving."
Loki was up early the next morning, mainly because he couldn't sleep, but also because it was his first day as an official S.H.I.E.L.D agent. He could only imagine what sort of things Fury would have him doing. He decided to himself that he would NOT do any cleaning of any sort, he still had his royal pride, and royalty does not clean. He was looking at himself in the full length mirror in Thor and his room. The uniform was stark black and similar to a catsuit, it covered him from neck-to-toe with a utility belt, boots, and gloves. Upon his left breast was his name, printed simply as LOKI, and on his right bicep was the S.H.I.E.L.D emblem. He turned to look at his rear and made a face at how the tight pants curved around his ass. Tony will have his hands all over me, he thought with a sigh. A loud snort from under the mountain of fur blankets reminded him that Thor was still sleeping there, so he quietly snuck out of the room and down the stairs. He found Clint and Peter awake, playing videogames,
"What are you two doing up so early?" he asked as he looked at TV screen.
"New game just got here…" Peter mumbled. Both men were completely hypnotized into the screen, mashing buttons with controlled hysteria. Loki rolled his eyes and went to find something to eat. He liked videogames, but not THAT much. He found a bowl of fresh cut fruits in the fridge, there was a sticky note upon the lid with Tony's hideous scrawl that read,
DON'T EAT!
FOR LOKI.
And there was even a stupid little heart drawn by Loki's name. WELL, Loki thought, the man sure does dote on me. But he smiled and popped open the lid to pick out a green grape and toss it in his mouth. He placed the bowl on the kitchen island and went to make a cup of tea. Clint entered the kitchen suddenly and went straight for the freezer, he pulled out four frozen waffles and just began eating them, then looked at Loki. Loki could see the man trying to hold back a laugh, Clint coughed once,
"Standard issue secret agent suit, huh?" he teased. Loki refused to look at Clint as he poured sugar into his Earl Grey. "That's ok. I used to have to wear one of those. So did Coulson. And Natasha, but she decided to keep hers." Clint shrugged then left the kitchen with his frozen waffles. Loki made his way to the study with his fruit bowl and tea in hand, he curled up into one of the big chairs and just stared out the grand window. He could say Manhattan was pretty at this time of the day, the sun was barely peaking over the horizon, giving everything a light blue and orange glow. This was the sort of picture that you'd see couples cuddling under in a movie. Loki smiled to himself at that thought and vaguely wondered where Tony was this early in the morning. Probably passed out drunk as usual, Loki thought with a sour expression, that idiot is going to drink himself into a coma. Loki turned to look at a bookshelf and his eye caught A Portrait of Dorian Grey, he smiled and put his hand out, willing he book to come to him. Nothing happened. Loki's face twisted between aggravation and pitiful hopelessness. He felt a hole in him, a great dark pit that used to belong to his magic, his power, but now it was nothing but emptiness. Depression gripped him completely and he no longer felt like reading, so he turned back to the window and began wondering if the fall to the ground would kill him or not. He absently finished his meal while watching the sun rise and when the bowl of fruit was empty and his tea was cold he got up to return to the kitchen. He found everyone else awake; Clint and Peter were still playing their new game, Thor was on the couch with a box of Poptarts- Did he ever eat anything else? – And Steve was in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee. Steve glanced at Loki from the corner of his eye,
"Morning!" He said cheerfully. Loki grumbled in reply, placing the bowl and cup in the sink. Steve turned to face him now and assessed Loki's attire, then smiled in amusement to himself before taking a sip of his coffee. Loki waited for Steve to make some smart-ass comment about the black jumpsuit, but no such remark came, Steve simply took his coffee and left the room. Loki felt constantly confused by that man, maybe because Loki always expected people to act a certain way when around him but Steve never did what Loki expected. In fact, despite Steve's need to punish Loki, he was very kind to Loki, understanding even and sympathetic. But Loki assumed that it was just Steve's personality. The man is far too soft and sweet for his own good, Loki decided. Loki stepped back into the living room to find Tony and Clint playing Dance Dance Revolution against each other.
"WINNING!" Tony suddenly hollered while throwing his arms into the air and doing some sort of Backstreet Boy dance move impersonation. Loki laughed,
"You're pretty agile for an old man." He teased. Tony cackled,
"LOOK WHO'S TALKING! Mr. I'm Old Enough To Be Your Great Ancestor." He countered.
"Indeed." Loki laughed then leaned in to Tony's ear, "Who knows, I could be the father of the very first Stark born." He whispered. Tony shivered,
"Ok, that's just creepy and gross." He replied.
"Yeah I don't get it," Clint interrupted, "If you guys live forever and never get old, how come Odin looks old?" he asked. Loki and Thor looked at each other and Loki pursed his lips as he thought about it, then he shrugged,
"I honestly can't tell you. I don't know." He said.
"He is aged with wisdom." Thor said with a proud smile, Loki stuck his tongue out and pretended to gag. Tony laughed,
"It's cause he's old as balls." He said, still dancing around on the pink and blue light-up floor.
"Yes, thank you Tony, for your most eloquent input, as always." Loki said while rolling his eyes.
"You're welcome. You know I love doing society a good service." He chuckled.
"Good morning boys!" came a voice from the front door and everyone, except Tony, turned to see Agent Coulson.
"Who let that guy in?" Tony asked, not once halting his dance moves or taking his eyes from the screen.
"You know well that I go wherever I want, Stark." Coulson responded then turned to give Loki a slight bow, "I'm here to pick you up." He said.
"Oh." Loki was actually a little shocked, "Well Nick could have told me he was sending you." He mumbled, a frown pulling on his lips.
"It's ok Loki, we all hate him." Tony commented. Coulson pointed at Tony,
"Don't make me debrief you, Stark." He joked and Clint laughed. Coulson turned back to Loki and looked him up and down once,
"What's with the hair?" he asked and Loki actually looked up in confusion before he remembered that he was now a red head. He ran a hand through the wild curls,
"Well, I don't know. When I turned mortal it just changed like this." He shrugged one shoulder.
"I don't like it." Coulson dead-panned and Loki gave him a "well I don't give a fuck" look. "Why don't you just dye it?" Coulson suggested. Loki blinked slowly once,
"Dye…it?" he asked. Coulson sighed,
"Yeah, it's something humans have been doing forever. You can turn it black with hair dye." He explained. Loki turned to look at Tony,
"Why was this information not given to me before? All this time I've been suffering with this ridiculous hair, and I could have changed it?" he demanded and Tony only shrugged.
"Hey do I look like I go to the salon every week? The thought never crossed my mind. Besides, I like your hair." He said. Coulson lightly slapped Loki's bicep,
"C'mon. We'll drop by a salon before we get to the Helicarrier." He said while heading for the door, he opened the front door and held it for Loki. Thor caught Loki's wrist before he left and gave Loki an accusing glare,
"You had better behave." He said deliberately. Loki looked at him in astonishment,
"Excuse me?" his voice went up almost two whole octaves, "What would I possible do?"
"Hah!" Thor snorted, "You'd think of something." He smiled. Loki scrunched up his nose in an annoyed expression before smiling and saying good-bye to everyone. Coulson held the car door open for him as well and Loki cocked an eyebrow at him,
"Are you always so polite?" he wondered.
"Only to small children and women." He said with no emotion before closing the car door in Loki's face and walking around to get into the driver's seat. They drove in silence till Coulson pulled over to a store front that looked like it was stuck in the 80's, with glitter, sequins, and posters of people with big curly hair all over the windows. Coulson held the door for Loki to get out of the car than they stepped into the little shop, a loud cheerful bell sounded as the door opened. A small woman with a bouffant of red curls atop her head, drawn on eyebrows, bright red lips and fingernails, and huge faux eyelashes came to greet them.
"Mornin' dolls. What can I get'cha?" she said rather loudly, lolling a huge wad of neon blue bubble gum around her tongue before chewing it obnoxiously. Loki recognized the woman's speech as what was known as a Brooklyn accent, and he hated it already. Coulson nodded to Loki,
"Can you dye his hair black?" he asked. The woman looked Loki up and down while chewing her gum just like a cow chewing on grass. After an uncomfortably long period of time she beckoned Loki to follow her,
"Sure thing, doll." She patted one of the silver swiveling chairs that lined the walls, "Sit." She told Loki then walked out of the room, through a door in the far corner. Loki scrutinized the chair like it was a pile of dirt and manure for several minutes before Coulson finally grabbed his shoulder and shoved him into the chair. The woman returned with a bowl of dark purple paste, she was stirring it with an applicator brush and the only sound in the entire salon was her chewing followed by the occasional pop. Loki wanted to stab himself in the ears. He shivered suddenly as woman put a glob of the dye on his head and it was very cold, she simply took the dye in her gloved hands and rubbed it into his hair like shampoo. Something told Loki that she wasn't doing this right, but he didn't say a word. Coulson was absently flipping through a Cosmopolitan magazine, occasionally shaking his head at something. Loki watched himself in the mirror, and sure enough he saw the fiery orange turning pitch black under the purple goo. After the woman finished covering his head she removed her gloves,
"Be a few minutes." She told them then pulled her cellphone out of her pocket and sat at the desk to have a very loud conversation with whomever she'd called. Coulson showed the magazine to Loki,
"Can you believe this?" he said pointing at the open page, "Angelina and Brad are planning on adopting another kid!" he sounded incredulous, "Someone needs to stop that woman." He was shaking his head as he continued to flip through the pages. Loki had no response to his comment because he had no idea what Coulson was talking, so he just raised an eyebrow. The woman came back and tossed a plastic apron over Loki then tapped his shoulder rather roughly,
"Com'on." She ordered and went to stand by one of the washing basins. Loki was really starting to hate this woman's attitude, but he obeyed anyways. He made a face as the woman scrubbed his head, digging her obscenely long fingernails into his skull. Thor could do better than this hag, he thought. She wrapped his head up in a towel and pushed him back over to the chair, she dried his hair then tossed the towel and picked up a comb,
"What'cha want me to do with this?" she asked gesturing to Loki's now pitch black hair. Coulson glanced up from his magazine,
"Slick it back." He said then returned to whatever he was reading. The woman then dipped her comb into a jar of blue hair gel and shoved the comb through Loki's curls. She did this a few more times then sprayed Loki with hairspray just for good measure. Coulson handed her a wad of cash and they left.
"I did not like her!" Loki exclaimed as soon as the store door closed behind them, Coulson laughed. The next time them pulled over it was in front of a big government building in the middle of Manhattan, they took the elevator to the roof and found a helicopter waiting for them. Loki shook his head,
"Is it really this tedious to get on and off of that damn Helicarrier? I could have just asked Thor to fly me. It would have saved time and money." He said.
"Maybe we just want to rub the whole mortal thing in your face." Coulson shouted over the noise of the chopper's blade and another agent held the door open for Coulson and Loki to climb in. After they were seated inside with the door closed Loki responded,
"Well you're doing a good job of that. I'm exhausted already and we aren't even there yet." He whined. Coulson's expression went suddenly serious,
"Listen up." He barked and Loki was slightly alarmed by the sudden harshness, "I don't like you." He said and at that Loki raised an eyebrow in interest, "And I don't approve of any of this. You getting off free and now being hired to work with us. It's bullshit. But for the sake of MY job, I do what I'm told." He pointed a finger at Loki and lowered his voice, "I WILL be watching you, and if I see anything suspicious or even slightly nefarious I won't hesitate to put a bullet through your pretty little head AND watch Supernanny while you bleed on the carpet." He glared at Loki for a minute then threw his hands up, "I think the only reason you aren't in a prison cell is because Thor, NOT Tony, came to Nick and seriously begged for you to be given another chance, and for WHATEVER reason, Nick has a soft spot for Thor." He pointed at himself now, "But I don't have soft spots. And if in the end Thor smashes me into jelly for shooting you in the head, I won't care, because I'll have stopped you for good." Loki then leaned forward to give Coulson a challenging gaze,
"I hope you remember these words after I get my powers back, little man, because I WILL choke you with them." He spat. Coulson snorted and leaned closer to Loki so their noses where barely an inch away from each other,
"Any day, bitch. My opinion of you will never change and I don't fear you. SO bring it on." He hissed in return. The two men glared at each other until the helicopter landed. Coulson led Loki inside to the main room where the giant oval table occupied most of the space and Nick Fury was seated at the front, by himself. Coulson moved to stand at Nick's right side and simply folded his hands over his waist. Nick looked up at Loki and motioned for him to come and sit down. Loki took a seat to Nick's left where he could keep his eyes on Coulson. Nick slid a huge binder across the table to Loki,
"First things first, when you're here working you WILL refer to me as Director, Director Fury, Mr. Fury, or Sir. Like it or not, I'm you superior and you will treat me as such because you work for me now." He paused to take in Loki's disgusted expression. Loki then shook his head and waved his hand dismissively,
"OH, this is NOT going to work out." He said. Nick chuckled,
"Relax. I think you'll like where I'm going with this." He flipped the binder open to point at one of the pages, "I've put you in charge of a small section of two different operations. Here is the genetics department, section G, you have a staff of forty-three scientists all under you command. And here, technological advancement, Stark's personal division, and you have a hundred sum-odd engineers at your disposal there." He waited for Loki to skim over the list of names,
"Really?" Loki looked unimpressed but there was a hint of excitement in his voice.
"That DOES NOT mean they are your lab rats." Nick said sternly, and Loki gave him a wicked grin,
"Oh bummer." He joked.
"Can you handle this?" Nick raised his eyebrow at Loki, genuine concern showing on his face. Loki's expression softened,
"What do you mean by "this"?" he asked. Nick gestured to the binder,
"Responsibility. And people. You don't do to well with people." Nick said. Loki couldn't help chuckling,
"Well I won't kill any of them, if that's what you mean. But I can't make any other guarantees there." He responded. Nick regarded him carefully for a minute,
"Alright. I trust you'll be busy all day." He rose out of his chair, "Lemme show you where you'll be working." Loki followed him out of the room and down a flight of stairs. The first huge pair of doors they entered led them into a wide laboratory. Many people were milling about among the computers and chemicals, all were wearing white coats. Loki simply nodded. Nick then took him back out the doors, down the hall and to the right. There they found a huge room very similar to an airplane hangar, filled with men in engineer's uniforms. A small group of said men were assembling some sort of jet, Loki assumed it would be remote controlled because it was obviously too small for a man to pilot and lacked a cockpit all together. Loki watched them putting wires into the vehicle for a few minutes before he saw a problem, the one placing the wires wasn't paying any attention to what he was doing because he was eating a sandwich at the same time, and the sandwich apparently took all his focus. Loki squealed in alarm and frustration,
"WHAT are you DOING!" he ran over to the now startled group and slapped the sandwich-eating man out of his way, "You can't put that there!" he continued to holler and began yanking cords out. The men were looking at each other in a flurry of confusion, Nick Fury stepped over and cleared his throat,
"Relax, men. This is your new divisions' director. He's in charge." He explained. The men all wore the same look of surprise and embarrassment, now that they knew they'd been slacking off in front of a commanding officer. They all got up and tried to look like they were doing work. Loki was picking up the remaining pieces of the jet and putting it together, one of the men held out a blueprint to him,
"Don't you need the schematics, sir?" he asked. Loki glared at him,
"No. I do not. Thank you." He replied like the man had greatly offended him. Nick laughed,
"Well, I see you're doing fine already. I'll leave you to it then." He said to Loki and Loki simply gave him an absent wave without looking away from his project. Loki finished the jet then held his hand out to the men watching him in awe,
"Where are the controls?" he asked. The men looked at each other then back at Loki,
"They…uhm…they haven't been built yet…sir." One responded and Loki turned his death glare on full power,
"Why not? What the Hel do you people do all day?" he snapped, the men scrambled to find the blueprint designs for the jet controls.
"Well, nobody's ever finished something that fast before, sir!" a man was telling Loki, "We usually start building the controls when we get close to finishing the jet." Loki just made a "hmph" sound at them. When he was finally handed the blueprint he glanced at it for a whole two seconds then tossed it to the floor and began assembling different pieces of metal together.
"Where do you men get these designs from?" he asked in a much calmer voice,
"From Mr. Stark, sir, he sends his ideas to us and we build them in mass." One answered and Loki nodded. He had assumed as much, since the designs were far to advance for anyone else to have wrote them. No wonder it takes these men so long to build anything, Loki thought, they can't even understand what they're reading!
"How long have you worked on this jet already?" Loki asked.
"Almost five years, sir." The same man answered and Loki looked at him in surprise,
"That is absurd! By the time you finish one invention it will be outdated!" Loki exclaimed and the men all looked embarrassed again,
"Well, it's…hard to understand Mr. Stark's designs, sir." He said, only confirming Loki's previous thought. Loki nodded,
"Yes, well, I'm here now. So we're going to speed things up. A lot." He said. He stopped building the controller and stood up, "I want to see the most recent designs you've been given." He waved a dismissive hand at the jet, "Throw this garbage out, it's well past its date. I'm sure Tony has sent you something much better already."
"Yes, sir." The men said and ran off to do as Loki commanded. Loki grinned wickedly to himself,
"Oohh I can get used to this." He said in a sing-song voice to no one in particular.
The first thing Loki did when he got home was take a shower. By the end of his work day he'd been covered in oil and grime and desperately wanted to get it off. It took him almost ten whole minutes to peel himself out of the catsuit but he finally got it off and turned the water on in the shower. There was a knock at the door. He looked at the door in annoyance but opened it none the less. Tony stood on the other side, and of course the first thing his eyes caught was Loki's naked manhood, Loki gave him a look.
"Oh…uhh…" Tony tried to keep his eyes on Loki's face, "Can I join you?" he suddenly asked. Loki pursed his lips as he considered the question for a minute, but decided he was too tired to care. So he threw the bathroom door open the rest of the way and Tony stepped inside. The mirrors were all steamy already so Loki didn't wait any longer to get under the hot water. Tony started stripping his own clothes,
"SO," he began, "How was work?" there was a laugh in his voice and Loki couldn't help laughing as well at how ridiculous that question sounded.
"Annoying. But fine otherwise." Loki answered. Tony stepped into the shower,
"Why was it annoying?" he asked,
"Because people are annoying." Loki was scrubbing shampoo into his now glossy black hair. Tony chuckled,
"Oh I see." He just watched Loki for a few minutes, "I missed you." He suddenly said in a soft voice. Loki opened his eyes to look at Tony,
"Really?" he asked, and his voice wasn't condescending or sarcastic. Tony smiled,
"Yeah." He blushed a light pink and the look in his soft, brown eyes was wanting. At that, Loki ditched all efforts to have a relaxing shower, and crushed himself against Tony lustfully. The first thing Tony's needy hands landed on was Loki's soft, round rear and Tony used it to anchor Loki against him. Loki had his hands all in Tony's hair, kissing him everywhere and occasionally biting. Tony was panting, cock hard and eager already. He turned to push Loki against the shower wall and reached lower to grip the backs of Loki's thighs, Loki chuckled,
"I don't think you'll be able to hold me up." He said in a teasing, husky voice, "Besides, there's also a bit of a height difference between us." He was chewing on Tony's left ear. Tony took the teasing as a challenge and only gripped Loki's thighs harder then pulled them up around his waist, shifting his weight to push Loki into the wall more,
"What was that you were saying?" he grinned in triumph, Loki bit his lower lip now,
"Yes, well, let's see you work those hips while holding me up, hmm?" he stuck his tongue in Tony's mouth for a second. Tony made a "psh" sound and Loki laughed.
"God that is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard." Tony moaned into Loki's neck. Loki's brow bunched up slightly in confusion,
"What sound?" he wondered. Tony looked him in the eyes,
"Your laugh." He said like it was obvious, Loki cocked his head just a bit to the left still looking confused, "It's like…extremely sexy and haunting at the same time. Like the laugh of a really hot serial killer right before he slices your throat open. It gives me shivers but I love it." Tony explained, and Loki rolled his eyes but was smiling. He touched his nose to Tony's,
"Do I frighten you?" he whispered with a mock sinister expression. Tony giggled,
"Yeah, but I like it. You can fry my ass whenever you want, and I'll enjoy it." He grinned like an idiot and Loki laughed again,
"I'll keep that in mind." He said then reached down between them to grip Tony's cock roughly. Tony just moaned and buried his face into Loki's neck. Things escalated easily from there and Loki was surprised to find that Tony could keep him up and do a good job with his cock at the same time. Tony pretended to drop Loki at one point just to bother him and Loki playfully slapped him in the face. Tony just laughed. Before they knew it the water had gone stone cold and they were flushed with satisfaction. Loki turned the water off and they both shivered.
"So much for that shower you wanted, huh?" Tony was still panting.
"That's alright. I had more fun." Loki smiled and gently stroked the underside of Tony's chin and Tony giggled again. They wrapped themselves up in towels and stepped out of the bathroom to find Thor seated on the floor, polished his armor. The golden haired man looked up in alarm,
"Oh." Loki chuckled.
"Awkward…"Tony blushed and headed for the door, "I'm…just…gonna…leave now." He mumbled and almost ran from the room. Thor looked at Loki in concern and sighed, but didn't say anything, he simply returned to polishing his leg guards. Loki frowned for a second at the uncomfortable atmosphere then stepped over to the armoire to find himself something to sleep in. Thor watched Loki from the corner of his eye, his polishing hand slowly stopped moving and he actually turned his face up to look at Loki as he pulled on a t-shirt. Thor's eyes wandered over those long, pale legs and he wondered just how mad Loki would get if he reached out and touched that soft flesh. His gaze flicked up to Loki's face and he found that Loki was looking back at him,
"What are you doing?" Loki asked accusingly as he slipped into a pair of black sweatpants. Thor's face went red and he just shook his head as if to say "Nothing." then went back to polishing. Loki watched him carefully for a while, but Thor didn't look up again until after Loki had left the room. He picked himself up off the floor and went into the bathroom to find Loki's black suit in a heap on the floor. He gently picked up the shirt and then pressed the inside of the tight material to his face and took a deep breath. He blushed as he considered what Loki might say if he caught Thor right now, then he shamefully tossed the shirt to the floor again and left his room.