SOOO…I think I'm about to end this story…and plan a sequel? We'll see how this goes.
Life for the heroes went on. Everyone, except for Loki whose opinion wasn't really counted in the matter, decided to take time off to pull themselves together and relax before they plan their next move against Doom. Currently Thor was in Asgard, relaying the news of Loki's adventures and triumphs upon Earth, hoping to bring a new light upon Loki's reputation. Steve found himself cleaning house, despite what the others thought, Steve greatly enjoyed cleaning. Tony had put any upgrades and projects on hold for the remainder of their "relaxing period", but wasn't finding himself relaxed at all. Instead, he was rather stressed as he tried in vain to force Loki to have some fun. Both men were in the living room, Tony sat upon the couch flipping through TV channels while Loki stood defiantly with his arms crossed over his chest. He tapped his foot impatiently,
"I just don't understand why we're wasting time." He snapped at Tony. Tony let out a long sigh then looked up at Loki,
"For the hundredth time…we are not "wasting" time. We are recuperating. Relaxing. Trying to enjoy the short lives that we have. It's something everybody needs. Stress'll kill you." He explained with all the patience he could muster.
"No, it's something humans need. Not I." Loki retorted, "How am to relax? How can any of you relax?" he threw his arms out in frustration. Tony stood up and lightly gripped Loki's slim wrists,
"Because we have to, Loki. You can't keep working like this. You can't focus, or think right. How can we be at our best if we are exhausted and freaking out?" Loki's shoulders dropped as he calmed down a bit, he nodded, and then rubbed his forehead with one hand.
"Yes. Alright. I understand." He said. Tony smiled,
"Good! Then sit down and watch some TV, will ya?" Tony jumped back unto the couch and patted the seat next to him. Loki sighed and sat down. Twenty minutes of Comedy Central passed, Tony laughing through tears the entire time, clutching his sides and gasping for air. Loki rolled his eyes and started staring off at the ceiling, not amused. No matter what was put in front of him as a distraction he couldn't get Doom off his mind. His thoughts raced through all the known locations of Doom's lairs, bases, and castles; where could he be? How would they find him and get to him before he ran to another hiding place? How many duplicates could he have? Was there a way to disable the duplicates and single the real Victor out? He was so lost in his world of plotting and possible strategies that Tony had to slap his arm to get his attention back. Loki jumped and looked at Tony with wide eyes,
"Oh! Sorry. I wasn't listening." He defended. Tony quirked an eyebrow,
"Obviously. I've been talking to you for like ten minutes." His tone was heavily annoyed. Loki put on his best apologetic face,
"I'm sorry. What did you say? I'll listen this time." He gave a sheepish grin.
"The television doesn't interest you at all, does it?" Tony wondered and Loki shook his head,
"No, not really. It's not that funny." He confessed.
"I think you just don't get the jokes." Tony explained. Loki gave him a look,
"I understand them just fine. I just don't think they're funny." He countered. Tony looked appalled,
"You have no sense of humor!" Loki chuckled,
"Oh I disagree! It's just that, what I find funny usually disgusts others." He laughed.
"Oh yeah! I forgot, your favorite comedy movie is SAW." Tony shivered at the thought, "Those movies are horrid…" he mumbled as an afterthought. Loki was still chuckling,
"But so good!" he exclaimed.
"You're sick." Tony was shaking his head, "I can't sit through movies like that." Loki shrugged,
"Your loss." Tony turned the TV off and turned to face Loki, pulling his legs up and folding them under himself,
"So…what would you find interesting? What's something you want to do? For entertainment?" he asked, "We need to find something to distract you." Loki's eyes went to the ceiling as he placed his fingers upon his lips and pondered. Tony watched Loki's elegant fingers as they slowly, absently stroked the length of Loki's thin lips. He suddenly reached out and pulled Loki's hand away from his face. Loki flinched and looked at him in surprised confusion.
"Why do you do that?" Tony asked him, "I constantly see you doing that, like a weird habit or something." Loki's brow scrunched up in further confusion,
"Doing what?" he asked defensively. Tony began to mimic the movements Loki was doing seconds ago,
"Rubbing your lips." He said while demonstrating. Loki's fingers went to his lips instinctively,
"Oh!" he said in understanding. He debating on whether he wanted to tell Tony the whole truth or only the parts that would answer his question, it wasn't a memory he was fond of remembering, let alone talking about. He sighed and melancholy colored his face.
"It's…" he looked down at the floor, not wanting to see Tony's eyes staring at him, "After I had my lips sewn…I…had these awful scars…" his fingers were rubbing his lips again, as he spoke, "I could always feel them…" he whispered, "And saw people staring at them…" he shook his head, "So ugly!" he spat out in a harsh whisper, "Always so ugly." He pulled his hand from his lips to cover his eyes. Tony scooted closer and took Loki's hands,
"Don't be silly." He cooed, "There's not a single damn thing ugly about you." He promised and kissed Loki tenderly. Loki smiled,
"Yes, well, that's according to a species of imperfect beings." He countered, Tony gave him a playful slap.
"Shut up." He chuckled, but then paused, "So, what happened to them? The scars, I mean, they healed?" he wondered. An awful sorrow came to Loki's eyes as he shook his head,
"No…" he looked away again, "I…hide…them, with my glamour, my magic. I hide all my scars under magic. That's why you could see them when I was mortal, but now you can't." Tony's eyebrows went up as he did indeed remember seeing thin white scars dashed across Loki's lips. In fact, Loki had had lots of scars littering his pale body.
"Oh wow." Tony said at this realization, "Huh…I never even noticed them…" he confessed with a shrug. Loki rolled his eyes again. Tony hopped off the couch and extended a hand to Loki, "C'mon. I think we need to get you out for a bit. I'm actually having a fundraiser tonight, we should go. It'll be fun!" Loki looked skeptical,
"A fundraiser?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's just an excuse for a bunch of rich adults to have a party and blow money." He laughed and gently grabbed Loki's hand, attempting to pull him off the couch, "Come on." He encouraged, "It could be the perfect place to introduce you as my man." He winked.
"Hmm. I thought you wanted to keep that a secret. It's only been a month since that whole kissing in front of all Manhattan incident." He rebelliously remained sitting on the couch despite Tony's tugging.
"Yeah…well…" Tony shrugged, "I changed my mind. I want people to know that I have the most powerful and beautiful man in the universe as my boyfriend." He grinned hopefully. Loki snorted, but got off the couch,
"Flatterer." He said, but was smiling, "So when is this "fundraiser"?" he asked, making quote marks in the air with his fingers. Tony glanced at the TV's digital clock,
"It starts in like an hour." He answered.
"An hour! How am I to be ready in an hour?" Loki whined. Tony laughed,
"Well I wasn't gonna go, but then I changed my mind. And don't give me that crap! You can snap your fingers and be ready to go!" he said, "Me on the other hand, I need a shower." He headed for the stairs.
"What am I to wear?" Loki called after him. Tony waved a hand,
"Whatever you want! Be sexy!" he responded. An hour and a half later Loki stood by the front door; dressed in his favorite pair of textured leather pants, a forest green shirt with full sleeves and gold accents, a grey scarf tossed around his slim shoulders, and expensive combat boots upon his feet, wondering what the hell Tony was doing. He sighed loudly and leaned against the wall. Tony finally came down the stairs, cellphone to his ear, car keys in hand,
"No, Pepper! I don't expect you to come! You don't have to! I was just letting you know…Yeah yeah, I never think before I act…I'm not gonna make a scene! I'm just taking Loki…WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!" He paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking incredulous, "UGH! Whatever! Ok. Bye." He hung the phone up and roughly shoved it into his pocket, then grinned at Loki. Tony was wearing blue jeans, his favorite Nikes, a Jack Daniel's tee (big surprise), and his leather jacket. He twirled his car keys as he stepped over to Loki,
"Let's get outta here." He said and threw the front door open.
"You're late." Loki commented.
"Nah! Celebs always show up whenever they feel like it."
"So, nobody knows we're going to be there?" Loki asked as they climbed into Tony's Hot Rod,
"Pretty much. But it's my damned fundraiser, I'll show up if I want to." He threw on his orange tinted sunglasses, gave Loki a wink, started the car and cranked up the radio, Tool was playing. They pulled up to the curb of a grand building, crowds of fans gathered behind ropes while cameras flashed non-stop, and paparazzi shouted above each other. The two stepped out of the expensive car unto the red carpet. Tony was waving and winking to the crowds, he absently handed his keys to the valet boy before stepping over to sign some autographs. Loki crossed his arms and stood impatiently. Several camera crews appeared around him, microphones were shoved in his face, and he was assaulted by a million questions. Only one caught his ear:
"Have you come here tonight as Mr. Stark's date?"
Loki turned to look at the woman who had asked, then he glanced over his shoulder at Tony who had his back to Loki while he continued to play his celebrity role. Loki snorted,
"That's debatable." He responded finally, looking thoroughly annoyed. The same bubbly brunette stepped closer to him,
"Can you tell us why Mr. Stark has decided to make an appearance?" she continued. Loki gestured to Tony,
"Is it not obvious? He came for the attention, of course. And the alcohol, I'm sure." He still held a heavy tone of annoyed boredom. A man stepped forward now,
"Does this mean he's coming out of the closet? Or does he just bring you along for the attention as well?" he asked. Loki's expression changed like he'd just been slapped in the face with a cold, dead fish. Doubt suddenly washed over him and he looked back over to Tony. Is that what I am? he wondered, a means for attention? His face fell and his shoulders slumped. He roughly shoved the paparazzi out of the way and stormed off down the street. Some of the women Tony was standing with started pointing at Loki's retreating figure,
"Your boyfriend's leaving!" one said. Tony whip-lashed around,
"What?" sure enough he saw Loki storming off, "What the-? Where's he going?" he ran after Loki, not caring at all for the cameras that followed.
"LOKI! LOKI, WAIT! STOP!" he finally caught up to the taller man, but had to pause before continuing. He bent over, placing his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Loki played the stoic, waiting for Tony to finish. Tony finally straightened up and gasped a few more times before speaking,
"Where are you going?" he asked, voice still out of breath.
"Home." Loki snapped back. Tony looked hurt and confused,
"Why? We just got here!"
"I don't want to be here anymore. I changed my mind." He crossed his arms and took a more aggressive stance. Tony gaped at him for a minute,
"Why?" he asked again. Loki huffed and stomped his foot,
"Because I have no desire to be your pet! You can't just bring me along like a new fucking car and show me off, Anthony! I won't tolerate it!" he cut the air with his hand in a very angry gesture, "I am not your shiny new toy to wave around for attention!" he thrusted a black painted fingernail into Tony's chest. Tony was taken aback, he threw his arms out,
"WHAT? Babe, what are you talking about?" he squeaked defensively. Loki scoffed,
"Oh please!" he turned on his heel and started walking away again. Tony grabbed his wrist to stop him but Loki's newly returned strength was no match for Tony, so Tony ended up being dragged by the retreating god. Still, Tony pulled as much as he could,
"Wait! Wait! Seriously! I don't understand! Why would you think that?" he gave up pulling and ran around to face Loki, he planted his hands on Loki's chest and started pushing against him, "Please! Can we just talk about this for a second!" he begged. Loki halted and the sudden stop sent Tony barreling into Loki's chest with a grunt. Tony recuperated and stood up straight.
"Where are you getting these thoughts from? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!" Tony continued to talk, "I brought you here because I wanted to introduce you as my boyfriend. Not my new car!" he waved his hands incredulously, "I don't pretend to own you, Loki. That's not a relationship! You're my companion! My best friend! My lover! That's what I want! I would never belittle you by acting like I own you, like you're just a pretty face that keeps me company! You're my whole world! And…and I wanted to show that to everyone. I wanted to show them how much you mean to me." He paused to take a deep breath, "And…wow…and now I'm kinda seriously heartbroken…" he looked at Loki with honest hurt all over his face, "How could you doubt me like this? Are you really so easily swayed?" Loki's eyes fell to the ground as his face scrunched up in confusion. He was silent for a while, eyes flickering around angrily as he thought over Tony's words. He suddenly sighed and placed a hand upon his forehead, looking distraught. He shook his head remorsefully,
"I…ugh…you're right. I don't know what I was thinking." He slightly slapped himself, "I'm so stupid!" he looked at Tony, giving him the most pitiful face of regret, utilizing the full power of his puppy dog green eyes, "I'm so sorry. I think I just got overwhelmed. I'm not used to all these people…I'm not like you! I don't enjoy this attention, these cameras, and shouting people!" Tony smiled and gripped his shoulders,
"Hey…it's alright. It's ok. I can understand that." He gave Loki a hug, "Maybe we should have rehearsed this sort of thing." He teased. Loki laughed,
"Maybe…" they both turned to walk back to the party, only to find the entire news cast that was supposed to be covering the fundraiser event watching them. They glanced at each other then back at the cameras. Tony slowly raised a finger to point at them,
"Uhh…how long have you guys been standing there?" he asked. One of the women laughed,
"Oh long enough." She answered in a very snarky tone. Loki face palmed. Tony laughed,
"WELL! I guess I don't have to give a big introductory speech about you now! Hahaha!" he slapped Loki's rear and started walking, "C'mon!" Loki looked appalled, his face flushed red with embarrassment. He ducked his head and rushed past the cameras to follow Tony into the building.
"Tony! Everyone is staring at us!" he squeaked in a low whisper. Tony chuckled,
"So smile and wave back." He said. Tony was nodding, winking, and waving to people as they walked up to the bar. Loki pulled up a drink menu and pretended to be immersed in it. The bartender greeted Tony then pointed at Loki while mouthing the words "Is he OK?". Tony chuckled and nodded.
"Yeah. Just gimme two of the usual." Tony told the man. The bartender nodded happily and turned to make the drinks.
"Are you out of your FUCKING mind?" Loki and Tony both whirled around at the angry voice of one Virginia Potts. She stood looking very distraught, hair slightly ruffled, left foot tapping angrily upon the tile floor. There was a man standing next to her, one that Loki hadn't met before. He was a dark skinned man, like Nick Fury, but he wore the green cameo of a military man and he was looking equally furious and annoyed at Tony.
"Whaaat?" Tony tossed his hands up as if to say it's no big deal. The dark skinned man started waving his hand angrily,
"Tony, do you realize that your little reality drama show was all over the television?" he said. Pepper stomped her foot,
"You told me you weren't gonna make a scene!" She threw her hands up and began pacing in small circles, "Why did I believe you! You're fucking Tony Stark, you don't have to make a scene, a scene fucking FOLLOWS you around. Everywhere you go…!" she looked like she was about to break down hysterically. Tony was thanking the bartender, then he smiled at Loki and handed him a glass of rum in Coke. He finally turned back to his angry friends,
"Look. You guys need to chill. I came here to tell everyone about Loki anyways, so it's no biggie." He waved it off, "Pepper, breathe. And Rhodey, have a drink. Relax. You guys are like the parents I never had." Loki laughed at that. Pepper dug her fingernails into her hairline for a minute before she sighed and slumped into a bar seat,
"Ya know what? Forget it. I don't know why I do this to myself. You're never gonna change and you don't care." She said, Tony was nodding and he raised his glass to her,
"There you go." He agreed. Pepper looked at him like she could choke the life from him.
"Order me a drink." She barked, "A strong one." Tony just nodded and said something to the bartender. The other man, Rhodey, sat down on the other side of Pepper. He had rings around his eyes and his whole face seemed to slump from exhaustion. Tony turned to him,
"You want something?" he asked. Rhodey let out a long sigh and shook his head,
"No. I'm not staying. Pepper wanted me to back her up, that's the only reason I came on such short notice. I need sleep." He stood up and gave Loki a slight bow, "Sorry to run out like this. Maybe we can chat some other time." Loki nodded in reply. Rhodey gave Tony one last look, as if daring him to make any more trouble, then turned and headed for the door. Pepper received her beverage and thanked the bartender. She took a long drink then let out a sigh and turned to Loki. She tried to put on a sweet smile,
"It's good to see you well. I just want to let you know that I don't blame you for anything. I blame Tony. Because he is a human hurricane on wheels and should be locked away, but you didn't hear that from me." She said and took another drink.
"Uhm! I'm right here!" Tony called from behind Loki, but he was ignored.
"I understand. But it really was my fault to begin with." Loki explained, "I had gotten upset for no reason and started yelling at him in front of all those people. He was only trying to calm me down."
"Oh. What were you yelling at him for?" Pepper wondered curiously. Loki blushed a little,
"It was…just a stupid mistake. I'm sure you'll see the whole thing on the TV later anyways." He grumbled. Pepper scoffed and shook her head,
"Yeah, no doubt. This is gonna be the biggest news story of the year." She waved her hand in the air, as if gesturing to some grand display, "World's worst super genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist…turned GAY and dating an ex-super villain! What will Tony Stark do next?" she said, mimicking the voice of a news anchorwoman. She laughed without humor and shrugged at Loki. She did a double-take as she saw a pitiful look of regret and sorrow on Loki's face as he stared into his glass. She gasped and put her hands on his arm,
"OH! No, Loki! I didn't mean it like that!" she suddenly hugged him, "Oh, I'm sorry. That sounded terrible!" she took his face in her hands and looked him in the eyes, "There is nothing wrong with Tony dating you. And I'm so glad you're not a villain anymore!" she beamed at him, "I just wished that Tony had gone about this differently. But I'm sure you know as well as I do that that stupid man does not think before he acts, or speaks." She leaned back in her seat, huffing, "He's…just so frustrating!" Loki was nodding,
"Oh I agree." He chuckled. Then something dawned on him and he glanced at Tony, then back at Pepper. He noticed the awkward atmosphere between the two and gasped out loud,
"Oh my stars!" he said and both looked at him in surprised, "OH! NO!" he made a face of disgust.
"What?" Tony and Pepper said in unison.
"You guys have history! You've had sex!" he sounded like he might cry, "Anthony!" he turned an accusing gaze to Tony, "You never told me that you've slept with her! I thought she was just your long time personal assistant. Apparently TOO PERSONAL!" he snapped. Tony looked like he'd been slapped and Pepper looked like she might vomit all over the floor. She threw her hands up,
"Woah there! Hold on!" she waited till Loki was looking at her, "Yes. We dated. A while ago. And it like, only lasted a month. Relax, it will never happen again, not even if he was the last penis on earth." Loki couldn't stop himself from laughing out loud at that. Tony gave them both a look of offended fury,
"Oh yeah! Well, that's not what you said when we…"
"Shut up, Tony!" Loki and Pepper said at the same time, then started laughing again.
"Alright. I believe you Pepper." Loki spoke through bouts of chuckling, "I'll let it go."
"I think me and you are gonna get along just fine." Pepper was saying, "Now that we've both had the experience of dating, living with, and sleeping with the ever famous Tony Stark."
"I hate both of you." Tony mumbled.
"No you don't." Loki and Pepper spoke in unison again, they just grinned at each other and giggled.
"Oh!" Pepper turned her head to the dance floor, "I love this song! Now I wish Rhodey hadn't left…I could have danced with him." She made a pout. Loki got off his chair and held out his hand to her,
"I don't know the song, but I can certainly dance." He offered. Pepper giggled but Tony looked incredulous,
"You're supposed to dance with me!" he said pointing to himself. Loki smiled at him,
"You'd probably step all over my feet." He teased then turned back to Pepper, "Shall we, Lady Pepper?" She pretended to swoon,
"Remind me to go to Asgard to find my future husband." She said as she took his hand and they walked to the dance floor.
"Psh! Good luck! All Asgardian men are GAAAYY!" Tony shouted after them like a child then turned his back to the dance floor and angrily sipped his drink. The bartender came over to refill his glass,
"Problem there, Mr. Stark?" he asked.
"Yeah…" Tony grumbled, "My ex-girlfriend just ran off with my boyfriend." The bartender nodded sympathetically,
"I hate it when that happens." He sighed and left to serve other people. Tony gave the bartender a look.
Steve was sitting in Thor's lap upon the couch, a book in one hand a cup of tea in the other, comfortably leaning into the larger man's chest. Thor was flipping through TV channels, not finding anything interesting. He stopped when he thought he saw Loki. He squinted with interest at the News station. His eyes grew wide as he watched Loki yelling at Tony. He turned up the volume.
"I am not your shiny new toy to wave around for attention!" Loki was yelling and pointing angrily at Tony.
"WHAT? Babe, what are you talking about?" Tony replied in a shrill, panicked voice.
Steve slowly looked up from his book. Both men watched this in confusion. It was like a horror movie, even though you had no idea what was going on, you couldn't look away. The video panned out from view and a news anchorwoman took its place,
"And shortly after this lover's quarrel, Mr. Stark openly confessed that the ex-super villain Loki is indeed his boyfriend." Her voice made it obvious that she was trying not to laugh while speaking, "So when did the world's biggest womanizer start chasing after male villains?" Steve choked on his tea and spit it everywhere. "And is his so-called love what actually changed the wicked God of Mischief? Or is this just a time bomb ticking away?" the woman was cut off by Thor, who had turned the television off. Steve was drying off his chin with the sleeve of his shirt.
"Why are they on the television? I thought they were home." Thor said, sounding more confused than he looked.
"Apparently not." Steve answered and shook his head, "We are never going to hear the end of this." He rubbed his temples then looked up at the ceiling as if someone was there, "Why? Why Tony? Why must you always make a scene everywhere you go? Why do you have to make our lives more difficult?" he spoke out loud. Thor looked at him with worry,
"Steven, you are speaking to the ceiling." He explained. Steve laughed then tossed his book and tea cup unto the floor to turn around and face Thor.
"Yeah, I know." He smiled and started ruffling Thor's hair. Thor pouted his lips and wiggled his eyebrows. Steve giggled and kissed him, wrapping his arms around Thor's neck. Steve pulled back to look at Thor,
"Soo…I guess we'll tell everyone when Tony and Loki get home?" he asked. Thor's face was soft and his eyes shined with pure joy,
"We can tell them whenever you are ready to. There is no hurry." He said. Steve blushed,
"I know, but it is pretty exciting and all. I think I'd like to tell sooner rather than later." He explained. Thor nodded,
"Then we shall." He kissed Steve more passionately, moving to put Steve upon the couch and lie over him.
Loki ended up drinking more than he'd intended to. But after Tony and Loki had moved over to the lounge area, a group of supermodels had come to join them. And if there was anything that was a weakness for both men, it was supermodels, foreign supermodels. The girls were all cheerful and flirtatious and they continued to hand more alcohol to both men. They danced, they drank, and Loki got yelled at for standing on a dining table while screaming "Kneel bitches!" at all the patrons. But then the fun was over, the models left, and Tony got kicked out so Loki went with him. They got home and stumbled into the living room, giggling like teenaged girls.
"Ya know…" Tony said, "I actually kinda miss sleeping with women." Loki tried to look offended, but there was no heart behind it. "Not that sleeping with you isn't fucking amazing! Cause it is. But there's just something about women, ya know? There so dainty and soft and pretty. Like flowers!" he slurred. Loki laughed,
"You'd fuck a flower?" he giggled. Tony punched his arm,
"No! You know what I mean!" he said. They slumped unto the couch. Loki sighed,
"Well…" he started in a soft, husky voice, "Now that I have my powers back…I don't have to be a man." Tony scrunched up his brow and pursed his lips in a show of interested confusion. Loki grinned and licked his lips then he gently placed his hands over Tony's eyes and when he pulled them away Tony's eyes bulged and his jaw dropped. In place of where Loki had been sitting was a woman. Same pale skin, black hair, and green eyes, only now her hair fell in bouncy ringlets to her waist and thick dark eyelashes framed her big, bright eyes. She chewed on her bottom lip, which was a sultry red. She also had nothing but dark green underwear on, so Tony got a wonderful view of two voluptuous breasts and deliciously curved hips. Tony was pretty sure there was drool running down his chin.
"Well?" Loki asked, "Satisfied?" he wondered.
"Not yet, baby, but I will be!" Tony said and pounced Loki into the couch. Loki giggled as Tony kissed her neck hungrily. Tony almost ripped his clothes to pieces as he tried to remove them quickly. Loki laid there and watched him strip. Tony leaned over Loki and reached behind her to unhook the emerald green bra. Loki put her arms up and let Tony pull it off and toss it to the floor. Tony lowered himself unto his knees, gripping one breast in each hand as he went down and started sucking the left one. Loki just gasped. Tony's hands gently kneaded the soft flesh as his mouth and tongue worked each nipple. He looked up to see Loki's flushed cheeks and he smiled. He trailed kisses down her flat belly, licked around her belly button, then continued to her thighs. He tenderly kissed and nipped the flesh with his teeth, then stroked Loki's thighs and gently pulled her panties off. He settled himself between her legs, placing his hands, fingers splayed, on either side of her moist opening. He looked up at Loki, and she smiled back, giving him a slight nod. He winked at her then leaned down to start licking every inch of her. He lapped at the warm flesh, listening to Loki's little moans of pleasure, and intermittently stuck his tongue inside her. He felt a tug at his head and realized with surprise that Loki was gripping a handful of his brown hair. He grinned and continued. Finally Loki yanked him off, panting loudly, lids heavy. Tony laughed and gave Loki a moment to recompose herself. Tony ran the back of his hand across his chin. Loki let out a breath then motioned for Tony to come closer. Tony laid over her and softly kissed her. She moaned and bucked her hips up into him. He laughed again,
"Not much of a lady, are you?" he teased then winced out loud as Loki dug her fingernails into Tony's shoulders, "Bitch!" he pinched one of her nipples hard.
"Ow!" she squealed and slapped him in the face. He just laughed.
"This is gonna be a fun night." He moaned into her neck and started biting her. She started rolling her hips into him again. Tony finally reached down between them, Loki wrapped her legs around his waist, and he pushed himself in her. She let out a loud breath, tilting her head back. Tony grabbed her hands and put them over her head, pinning her wrists in one of his hands, then he started bucking roughly into her.
"Aahh!" she tightened her legs around him, arching her back, "Tony!" she breathed out and Tony growled in response. Tony let go of her hands to grip her face and kiss her, she moaned into it, tangling her elegant fingers into his hair and holding him there. Tony's hips didn't falter and Loki continued to moan in the sweetest voice Tony had ever heard,
"Oh!" she panted, "So close…" Tony took that as encouragement and didn't relent at all, but knew he was dangerous close as well. Finally he felt her shudder and she tossed her head back, "Ahh! Ahh! Yes!" she ran her fingernails down his sides, "Tony!" And he couldn't hold on any further, he arched into her and moaned loudly. Then they both went limp and just laid there panting. Loki returned to his natural gender, too exhausted to keep the shape.
"Well…" Tony spoke, still out of breath, "And I didn't think fucking you could get any better." He snickered, Loki slapped him half-heartedly but was smiling.
"Oh my god! You sluts just can't keep it in your room, can you?" Hawkeye stood by the kitchen door with a huge grin on his face. Tony laughed,
"Hey ya know how it is." He said as he tried to sit up. Clint nodded,
"Yeah, that's ok, I caught Steve and Thor doing it in that exact same spot earlier today."
"EW!" Loki hollered and jumped up off the couch. Tony laughed at him. Clint started pointing his thumb in the direction of the kitchen,
"Ya might wanna throw your clothes on. Thor told everyone to come in here. He apparently has a big announcement." He told them. Tony scrambled to pull his clothes back on while Loki simply snapped a finger and was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. Thor and Steve came into the room just as Tony was pulling his shirt on. Thor stepped over and hugged Loki,
"When did you get back?" Loki asked. Thor shrugged,
"Sometime right before you and Tony ended up on the news." He answered. Loki pursed his lips and made a face like he had no idea what Thor was talking about. Thor shook his head and gestured to the couch,
"Please. Everyone sit down. Steve and I have an announcement." He said.
"Oh boy…" Tony commented, "This can't be good." Steve swatted him in the head. Thor stood in the center of the living room while everyone sat on or in front of the couch. Steve was standing a little to Thor's right. Thor addressed Loki first,
"I did my best to speak well of you, and Mother was very excited to hear that you have joined with me and no longer against me. She told me to tell you that she is very proud and she loves you." He smiled. Loki blushed a little, and nodded. Then Thor sighed, "But I am sure it will come as no surprise to you that Father…has no intention of forgiving you…for anything. He says you're deeds upon Earth mean nothing to him." Thor frowned, "I am sorry, Brother." Loki shrugged, but there was honest hurt in his eyes,
"Like you said…no surprise to me." He said with no emotion. Thor nodded and said no more of it.
"And, I spoke to Mother and Father about Steven…" he paused to look at Steve who was blushing but he nodded encouragingly. Thor took a deep breathe, "They have both given me their blessings and permission to…uhm…well…" he cleared his throat, but Steve jumped forward. Bouncing with excitement he kissed Thor's cheek,
"Thor asked me to marry him!" he said in a rush and Thor beamed at him.
"Whaaat?" Tony squawked. Loki stepped forward,
"You do understand what that means, right?" He asked Steve. Steve nodded,
"Yes. Thor explained everything. I know technically I'll be the second king of Asgard, but only through marriage, so I won't have any direct power unless appointed to me by Thor and approved by Odin. And if by some horrible event Thor dies, then the throne goes back to Odin or you because I'm neither a citizen of Asgard nor a member of the royal family." Steve finished in a rush, "But I don't have any interest in ruling an entire planet… Just marrying the man I love is good enough for me." He blushed.
"Weeeellll…." Loki chirped in, "IF something should ever happen to Thor you're more than welcome to hand Asgard over to me." He grinned. Thor glared at him,
"Stop it." He commanded, "You only wish something would happen to me." He rolled his eyes. Loki made a face of being offended,
"I never! Valhalla forbid it!" he put his hand to his heart. Thor snorted,
"Shut up." He playfully poked Loki in the arm. Clint, Natasha, and Bruce were all hugging Steve excitedly, already going on about the wedding. Loki gently pulled Thor away and gave him a wary look,
"Are you sure about this, Brother? Is this what you want? Will you be happy?" he asked in a low voice, keeping his gaze steady with Thor's. Thor nodded and smiled,
"Yes." He said without hesitation, answering all of Loki's questions with more than just one word, for the light in his eyes spoke volumes. Loki couldn't help but grin, excitement washing over him and he hugged Thor tightly,
"Then I am with you all the way!" he said. Thor had to fight his tears of joy,
"Thank you." He whispered, then recomposed himself and looked Loki in the face, "I was hoping you'd be my best man." He confessed. Loki gasped and waved his hands like a teenaged girl who'd just been given a new pair of shoes,
"Of course! I'd love to." He said, "Just don't get mad if I look more fabulous than you at your wedding." He teased and Thor playfully shook his fist at Loki. Steve was standing by them,
"Everything ok?" he asked glancing between the brothers. Thor nodded and Loki threw his arms around Steve, Steve blushed even more.
"I wish you good luck living with him!" Loki said and started cackling loudly. Steve gave him a look, "Oh I'm kidding. I'm very happy for you both. At least he's not marry some slut that I hate." He shrugged.
"So should get on the news again and make a big scene about Captain America being gay and marrying the Prince of Asgard?" Tony asked.
"NO!" came the chorus of everyone in the room. Tony threw his hands up,
"It was a joke! GEEZ!" he defended.
"So do you guys know what you're going to wear at you wedding?" Natasha asked. Both blond men nodded.
"My royal armor, of course." Thor answered.
"My military uniform. It's traditional. At least it was…" Steve said,
"Back in the day! Yeah yeah, Steve, we know." Tony finished his sentence. Everyone laughed, except Steve who pouted and looked rather put out.
A few months passed as the wedding was planned, Tony sorted out the business of his new relationship in the public eye, and Loki continued to play the Good Samaritan…as good as he could manage at least. There were no major crimes and still no sign of Doom, everyone assumed he'd gone into hiding to lick his wounds from Loki's previous assault. The backyard of the Avengers mansion had been renovated to fit the large crowd of Asgardians that would be coming, and any other guests Steve would invite. Loki had been put in charge of the catering, cuisine, and the cake and he took that job very seriously. He'd already sent several professional chefs home crying, men and women alike. He was pulling his hair out in chunks. Tony laughed from the dinner table.
"Relax, babe. It's just food. We're only gonna eat it." He commented. Loki turned his full death glare upon Tony,
"You have no class! So just shut up!" he snapped. Tony looked really worried. Loki's hand suddenly dropped to his stomach,
"Ugh. This stress is making me sick. I've been puking all day." He sipped at a glass of water. Tony came over to rub his slim shoulders,
"See? I told you ya gotta relax. Take a breather." He spoke quietly, so as not to agitate the god any further.
"But I'm running out of time!" Loki whined.
"And if you kill yourself in the process, this will all be in vain." Tony countered. Loki groaned,
"Alright. I'm gonna take a nap, ok?" he rubbed his temples. Tony nodded,
"That's a great idea. I'll see you later." He said. Loki absently waved a hand and left the room.
Steve stood in the backyard instructing his hired help on how to put the final touches to everything.
"No no! That goes over there!" he shouted at two men and pointed to where he wanted them to go. He sighed, both in frustration and relief; relief that the day was finally here, but frustration at the crowd of paparazzi and bystanders that had gathered around the mansion's walls. Cameras had been flashing all day. A brighter flash of light came from behind him, followed by the strange sound that a trans-realm portal made. He turned to see King Odin, his wife Frigga, and Lady Sif and Warrior's Three. Frigga beamed at him and came rushing over just like one would expect a mother to do. She threw her arms around Steve and nearly crushed the air from his lungs,
"Oh! I am so happy! 'Tis a day all mother's pray to see!" she cheered. Steve smiled sweetly,
"Thank you, ma'am. I'm very happy you guys came." He said.
"Of course we would come! Thor wanted this ceremony upon Earth and so here we are." she turned to look at the alter set up, "Have you organized all this yourself, Steven? It's beautiful!" she stepped over to inspect the floral arrangements.
"Thank you, ma'am." Steve said again. Frigga frowned all the sudden as she pulled a flower from one of the arrangements. She turned to show it to Steve,
"Steven, is this holly?" she asked.
"Yes, yes it is." He answered. She shook her head,
"Oh sweetheart, Thor is allergic to holly." She told him. All the color drained from Steve's face. Frigga saw this and put her hand up, "It's alright! Let me handle it! You need to relax, and go change, if I am correct." She smiled. Steve took a deep breath,
"I'm so sorry! I didn't even think about someone being allergic to the flowers, least of all Thor." He explained, she nodded and squeezed his shoulder comfortingly,
"Thor probably doesn't even remember that he's allergic, darling. Don't worry about it, I've got it. Go get changed." She gently pushed him toward the house and slapped his rear. He blushed a bright red but did as he was told.
Loki knew he was the last one to be ready and everyone was waiting for him, but there was something he had to check. He went into Bruce's medical lab and searched the cabins till he found what he was looking for. He only had his dress pants on, but his shirt and jacket were laid over his shoulder. He put his arm upon the counter and flexed, then stuck a needle into the largest vein and watched his blood fill the little tube attached to the needle. The wound healed as soon as he pulled the needle out and he quickly pulled his shirt on. He placed a little plastic device unto the counter top then dripped three drops of his blood unto it. He wasn't sure if the device would work with his blood, since it was designed for humans, but he figured the hormones would be the same. He absently fastened the buttons of his dress jacket as he stared at the device, waiting for a reaction. After what seemed like long enough, he let out a breathe he hadn't realized he'd been holding. But then, almost as if it was laughing at him, the pale yellow palette turned a dark indigo, answering his question with a positive.
"Fuck!" he cursed under his breath and crushed the little plastic device then tossed it into the nearest garbage. Of course there was a possibility that it was wrong…but that was very unlikely. He smoothed his hair as he stepped out the door and down the stairs to join the others. Tony was of course the first to smile at him.
"Come on!" he waved excitedly, "The party don't start without the best man!" Clint pretended to wipe tears from his eyes while sniffling,
"Our Steven's all grown up." He squeaked and the others laughed. Bruce held the backdoor open as they all stepped out. Loki was surprised to see how many Asgardians had turned up. He flinched when he saw Odin look his way and instinctively ducked behind Tony, covering his face with his hand. Tony caught this and put his arm around Loki's waist,
"Hey, fuck that guy, ok? Don't let him ruin this day for you. For Thor." He kissed Loki's cheek, "Now get over there!" he slapped Loki's ass and Loki laughed, then hurried over to his appointed place to wait for the ceremony to begin. Thor was standing in front of the alter and Loki was momentarily taken away by how beautiful and powerful his brother looked, like a true king, but then he saw how Thor was nervously chewing his lip to pieces. Loki chuckled and slithered over to Thor's side.
"Breathe, Brother." He cooed. Thor grinned at him and looked him up and down,
"You did not wear your armor?" he asked. Loki shook his head,
"I didn't want to steal your thunder." He joked and Thor laughed, his whole frame shaking.
"Well, you are beautiful regardless." Thor told him.
"Thank you, but this is not my day to be beautiful." He gave Thor's shoulder a squeeze. Odin stood where the priest would be, if they had one, but Thor and Steve had both agreed to let the All-Father lead the ceremony. And the brothers chatter was silenced when Steven finally stepped outside, with Frigga by his side. Loki chuckled to see his adopted mother wiping tears from her face as she lead Steve up to where Odin stood waiting. Loki turned upon hearing more sniffling and saw that Clint was actually crying. Loki bit his lip to stifle his laughter. Of course Clint wasn't the only Avenger to cry manly tears that day. When Odin had finally finished his speech and pronounced his son married, Steve bursted into tears, like a hose that had been pinched closed and was suddenly released, and he threw himself on Thor. Then Tony elected himself the wedding DJ and started loud music while the chairs were moved to make a dance floor. Loki watched his brother and felt honestly proud, and more than joyful to know that Thor was happy. Then Loki looked at Tony and all he felt was worry, he thought about the little test he'd done before the wedding and wondered how he would tell Tony and what would Tony say. He had to shake those thoughts away, for this wasn't his day to brood and worry, or ruin the joyful atmosphere. He knew he would have his day, sooner than he liked.
AND THAT'S IT! Or is it? xD
Well, that's it for this story at least. Reviews please! Let me know what you think!