Tony grabbed Steve's hips as he felt his orgasm hit him hard and then he dropped down beside him, both breathing hard, the blond lay down beside him, resting his head on his shoulder. Tony stared at the ceiling, the sex had been great as usual, but there was something bothering him in the back of his head. He could not stop thinking about the night of the Ball when Tom had faced him, he looked so different, more sure of himself and Tony just then noticed how green were the eyes of his husband. But it was stupid, he was probably just trying to look brave, maybe he was reading something like improve your confidence or something like that, God knows that man has nothing to do with his time.

"Is everything all right? You're quiet today" Steve murmured with a sleepy voice.

"It's nothing, projects in my head" replied the dark haired man with a distracted voice "I should go"

"Mm... stay a little longer..."

"I can't, honey, you know that I must be at dinner, the other time I wasn't there, don't want it to start looking suspicious" Steve let out a resigned sigh and moved to one side, Tony pressed a soft kiss on his lips "I love you" he whispered.

"So do I" answered the blonde with a soft smile. Tony got dressed, gave him a kiss goodbye and left the hotel. The road back home was quick, with loud music, he should take a bath when he get home, he smelled of sweat and sex. He parked the car in his place, got in the elevator and waited patiently to get to the penthouse. When the doors opened he heard laughter coming from the balcony, he approached and peered curiously from the side and was surprised when he saw that it was Tom and Clint.

"That was terrible! Come on, Barton, you can do better!" Loki mocked while Clint threw him a glare then turned with the small basket ball and tried to put it in the basket but missed, Loki bend down laughing again.

"Hey, do not make fun of me! If this were targets for arrows, you would have no chance" Loki just laughed harder, Clint soon joined "Let's see if you can do it!" Loki caught the ball and with a gentle flick of the wrist, fell neatly into basket, Clint looked at him with an open mouth.

"I hate you"

"That happens when you have a brother who plays basketball all the time and forces you to go with him" they both laughed and continued playing dunk. Tony was leaning against the wall, watching. Suddenly, Loki tensed and turned, his eyes met with Anthony for a few seconds and he shivered at the annoyed look he gave him, Loki murmured something to Clint and he also looked in his direction. The man greeted with little enthusiasm and whispered back, then both left the balcony.

"Good evening, Anthony" they said at the same time as they went to the elevator, Tony could hear their chuckles as they descended. He stood there for one moment, Tom had never looked as free or laughed so frankly. If he had to be honest, Tom had always seemed to be sad since they got married, that was one of the reasons why Tony could not stand him, how easy he surrendered to the will of his father, Tony had been blackmailed with his company but Tom? He had nothing to lose and yet he surrendered without a fight to the will of his father, that's why Tony hated and treated him badly, always hoped that at some point he will react, to defend himself but the man did not give signals to. Until now.

"What do you think of this museum, then?" said Darcy as they leave the gallery.

"Fine..." the brunette raised an eyebrow.

"Look, you're still very soft to pass by Loki, you're lucky that your brother is a sweet and your parents are very into their grass to notice, you need more confidence, say what you think, you don't need to repress anything, you're free, Tom" he looked at her for a moment.

His life had always been handled by others, he had been taught since childhood that the best thing to do to not upset anyone was to keep his mouth shut and never refute the decisions of his father, his brother and finally, Tony. Only he had tried it once, with this marriage, but he had been so scared that Odin had crushed him in one motion, he ordered him to marry Anthony, someone who looked ike he hated him from the beginning without having known him and let his life to be a complete hell. Tom had always dreamed about freedom, escaping without looking back, to be someone else, a new person who was not afraid of the world. Now he had that opportunity in his hands, given voluntarily by his friend and he was really going to let that go? Was he really going to miss this unique opportunity?

"You know, in fact the gallery was a mess, the artist should have a minimum of presence and being a creator doesn't excuse you for appear as a vague in front of someone who can elevate your career or destroy it with just a few words. The art was good but nothing really outstanding, I'll probably write an article of the art and destroy the artist" Darcy looked at him with her mouth open before smiling and hug him.

"Now that's attitude" Tom smiled back.

If you ask Tony in what moment everything changed, he would say that it was probably in the anniversary party of Stark Industries.

It had been a boring one like any of the others. Steve was at his side, as always, but Tony couldn't shake the unease feeling that accompanied him for several days now, he turned slightly to the side and his eyes focused on her husband, the raven haired man talked with Clint (for no change) and both seemed very entertained about whatver they were talking. Tony noted that his smile looked funny, sincere and, at times, mischievous; he was too interesting to look away, the dark haired man wanted to know what had caused the change. Steve looked at Anthony and followed the direction of his gaze, he slightly tensed when he saw that it was fixed on his husband but quickly discarded it, he knew firsthand that Tony felt nothing for him.

"Is something wrong with Tom?" the dark haired man jumped slightly but shook his head.

"No, just checking that his tolerance for alcohol doesn't knock him, Pepper doesn't seem to be around. I'd hate to have to deal with him just to look like 'the perfect husband'" the blond smiled slightly, feeling more sure and continued talking with the others. When Bruce arrived, Tony finally stopped paying attention to Tom and embarked on a great conversation with Bruce about technology and science.

"Mm... Tony?" muttered Steve, the dark haired man ignored him while discussing things with Bruce "Tony... Tony!"

"What, Steve?" he asked irritably, the blond merely pointed forward, Tony turned to look and stood with his mouth open. Loki was on stage with the band, a guitar in his hands and laughing with the lead singer.

"What the...?"

"Tony" Pepper appeared among the people" I think Tom has gone mad! He and Clint have bet I don't know what and he has gone up the stage!"

"What the hell is on his head? If he makes the ridicule, we will not hear the end of it with the damn press" cursed Tony, frowning.

"We can't get him down there, it will be worse, all who have been there already saw him" the singer cut his conversation with a brief introduction and featuring Loki, he only smiled defiantly to Clint before playing the given rhythm.

Oh, well. He didn't expected that. Who knew that Loki could play so well? The raven haired man played masterfully the electric guitar, as if he had a lifetime playing it. When he sang, Tony was surprised how good it sounded, how come he had never heard him play guitar or sing? He felt a sudden desire to see him played the guitar in a less crowded place. He saw how Loki smiled fiercely when came to the part of the guitar solo, Tony almost felt the urge to smile stupidly at what was obviously a great pace and very complicated one. When it was over, Loki thanked and he was talking a bit more with the singer before going down to where Clint was and extending his hand, the light brown haired man rolled his eyes and put a few dollars on his hand. Both of them walked away from the stage, laughing at something. The return trip home was full of noise, Pepper was talking excitedly with Loki and Clint about the display, Natasha was unusually quiet and Tony pretended not to hear, when in reality he was attentive to every word. Pepper stayed in the guest apartment, Natasha and Clint got down on the lower pent-house and Tony and Loki quietly climbed to the highest. When the doors opened, Tony pushed Loki against the wall and his startled cry was swallowed with his lips. Tony wanted to know why the hell he was attracted to him, he wanted to know the reason for the change in his attitude, he wanted to subjugate him to return to see him as the coward he was and stop thinking about him, he wanted to sink it, make him the silent husband and useless he had in order to stop feeling guilty for feeling that he was cheating Steve on his mind.

"Let me go" cried Loki, he shoving him away but Tony barely moved.

"I want you. Now." he said with a hoarse voice, he wanted to get that damn lust that had possessed him out.

"I don't give a shit if you want me now or tomorrow" Loki's green eyes sparkled furious "Don't you ever touch me without my fucking permission, you understand, Stark? You do not attract me, you disgust me. Why don't you go to wallow a bitch if you want it so badly? But. Don't. Ever. Touch me. Again." he said with clenched teeth before moving past him and shut himself in his room. Tony was breathing heavily.

It was official. He wanted his husband. And God help him, he would have him.

"You've been quiet tonight" Clint said as he set his coat on the counter "something wrong?"

"Are you cheating on me with Tom? " the light brown haried man stood with his mouth open for a moment and a surprised laugh escaped his lips.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"From all that has been happening, Clint, for all the time you spend with him, you almost never have holidays in the company and now that you have, all your time is going to this fucking asshole"

"Hey, stop for a moment, okay? First, I have nothing with Tom; Second, stop saying that"

"Why? You have never been bothered with me call him whatever I want"

"Correction, it has always bothered me but you keep doing what you want, ignoring what I say"

"Well, why should I listen to you? I'm in charge here"

"Careful, Natasha, don't want you to say something you might regret" Clint said softly but his posture was tense, the redhead ignored the warning.

"Don't forget where you come from, Clint, I brought you out of there, I married you, I gave you a job and a home that many would envy. Be careful of betray me because I do not forgive, I've worked hard on you to lose you for your lust towards a stupid"

"I thought you did it because you loved me" said the light brown haired man, the redhead opened her mouth to respond but Clint's cut her off "I have nothing with Tom and I don't have to prove it, you should trust me and you're right, you got me out of the world I was involved but I never wanted any of this, I just wanted to be with you ... I didn't know that I was just your fucking charity project" Clint got rushed to his room while Natasha sat on the furniture. After a while he came out with a suitcase in hand, the redhead rose in alarm.

"Are you going to go? Just for a stupid fight?"

"Is better to be far away, for now, it will help us to think and... fuck, I really just want to be away from you right now" he said as he got into the elevator, ignoring the calls of Natasha and clenching his eyes tightly when the doors finally closed. A few tears escaped from his eyes and he had never felt as lost as now. At what point they had changed so much as to damaged each other in this way? Clint was not sure that Natasha still had something of that girl of many dreams that he was once in love with.

Natasha was a Stark after all. His father's name was Romanov but her attitude screamed "Stark" everywhere. When Clint met her, she was the light of his life, she was the only motivation he had to leave the repressive world where his parents had taught him to live. Natasha wasn't sweet and patient with him but became softer, never failed to encourage him, telling him that he was better than that. So Clint fell in love. He also believed that she fell in love. When he knelt on one knee to ask for her hand, he already had a job at Stark Industries, thanks to her, Natasha accepted brilliantly and during their wedding planning, they dreamed of a beautiful future in their hands.

Everything was a lie.

Natasha wanted to live in Stark Tower, where she had lived since childhood, Clint didn't wanted to live there but he wanted to please her so he relented. Natasha dreamed of becoming a designer, she studied at the university and became known among his colleagues, but only Clint had seen her asleep at her desk after hours of work, only Clint had seen to get a smile when she was too stressed and only Clint had helped her up again and again, supporting her to achieve her dreams, forgetting his own life on the road. But she changed. The fame brought its consequences, there were more silences, less smiles, more mandates. Clint isn't sure at what point was that he lost his voice but always sympathized with Tom about it, both were in the same situation. Tom had been forced into it while Clint had given out of love. Was it now time to wake up? Was this the time to take off the blindfold? Yes, he could not lie to himself anymore. He had to face the reality that he had not wanted to see all these years and make a decision. As difficult and painful as that was.

"Loki, the film is ready!" called Chris from the room.

"The popcorn is almost ready! " said Tom back. Now, it looked like a smile lived on his face all the time, things were going well in the magazine, Darcy and he were closer, Chris and he got along very well. Chris... Tom blushed slightly just thinking about the blond but no, he couldn't even let Chris know that he was attracted to him in any way, he's supposed to be his brother, nothing elses, besides, he was going to be engage with Elsa soon.

"Loki!" Tom chuckled and grabbed the popcorn as he ran into the room.

"God, how impatient you are" he mumbled as he sat in the furniture.

"You take too long, brother!" Tom rolled his eyes. Today they were watching "The Butterfly Effect", with hands full of popcorn, they sank in the movie, barely commenting something to the other. Chris was very focused on the film when he felt that Tom was leaning on him, he turned to look at him and was surprised to see him asleep, his brother usually stayed up until the end of all the movies. What would have him so tired? Chris waited for his movie to finish before turning around and taking his brother, Tom didn't move. The blond laid him gently on the bed and stood watching for a moment before leaving a kiss on his forehead, he was so close to him that he could see his face very well and he was fascinated, he had so many things in his face that he hadn't noticed, like tiny freckles that adorn his nose, almost invisible to the end of his chin, the cherry lips semi open, invitingly... Chris almost jumps back to that thought.

Definitely, he also needed to rest, his brain was failing.

The day things started to change for Loki, it was probably when he almost hits Natasha Romanoff.

"Let go!" Natasha shouted.

"Not until you hear me very well!" Loki Replied. The dark haired man had grabbed her neck and pushed her to the table, her arms were caught in one of his hands.

"I said let me go, stupid!"

"I'm sick of you and your shit! Clint is probably the only damn person in this fucking world that could feel even the slightest trace of affection for you. You are made of pure crap! He is an idiot who has sacrificed his whole fucking life to be with you! But of course, the stupid lady who believes herself to be the fucking center of the world thinks that if her husband doesn't obey to her every command, then she should discard him! What fucking right do you think you have to treat him like it's shit when the only one that is useless in here is you?" all that came on a whisper in her ear "All hate you, Natasha, nobody, absolutely nobody wants you, all the people tolerates you for your position but nobody really appreciates you and the only person in this city, no, in this fucking world, that loved you, had only get insults from you" Natasha had been very still beneath his hands. Loki let her go with a shove that knocked her to the ground, she turned to glare at him and he threw her a brown paper folder on her face "The divorce papers" the redhead opened her eyes big and quickly looked at the papers.

"What the...? But... just... It was just a... a fight..." she said, quivering.

"Oh, no, dear, you see, that, were years of silence, of hidden pain, of taking all your words. You caused that yourself and oh, honey, when Clint told me, I got him the lawyer, Clint even specified that he wants nothing, he just wants to leave you and nothing else" Loki enjoyed a few moments of the lost look of redhead "Poor, poor, Natasha, it looks like she's going to be all alone, right?" he chuckled before leaving.

Loki returned to see Clint in the hotel which he was staying, the man was really a mess, nothing you could see from the outside but his eyes said it all. Loki had never had a friend, it had always been Darcy and Chris the only ones who had been with him, then came Tom, who almost felt like his brother. He like meeting Clint, he was a strong, funny man... and broken. Loki hadn't noticed at first how bad it was, Clint hadn't noticed how sometimes his shoulders looked as if he was carrying a huge weight, neither that the laughter that Loki could draw from him, were the only he had had all year.

"I don't wanna divorce her" the man had told "I just want her to return to be the same person she once was, the person I fell in love with"

"Then let's bring her backc" said Loki, ready to do everything for his friend.

So they came up with this plan, Loki was going to face Natasha (the raven haired man never told him how, probably because Clint would have screamed), he would give her false divorce papers obtained by Darcy (this woman was an expert in falsifying things, seriously, she could be a thief if she had the inclination) and they were going to make her react. If the divorce didn't work, then they would take out the heavy weapons. Jealousy. Natasha was very possessive woman, she would hate to see that Clint is with someone else, from there you can also create a change. Honestly, Loki preferred a real divorce but something Clint had seen on her that maybe makes her seem less a fucking bitch and more a normal person. Loki entered the penthouse with a tired sigh and pulled out his coat, leaving it in the furniture.

"Very good" Loki almost jumped when Tony's voice came from behind, he turned quickly and looked up frowning.

"What are you talking about?"

"The plan, give her fake divorce papers to scare Natasha, very clever from Clint"

"It was my idea" Tony was surprised but then a brightness settled in Tony's eyes, Loki swallowed when he realized that it was a glow of desire.

"Very interesting..."

"Did you tell her?"

"What? That the papers are fake? No, I thought I could get something out of this..." Loki fought the urge to go back when Tony approached him.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"You" Loki clenched his jaw and glared.

"Not in your dreams" he replied forcefully, Tony chuckled.

"But, Tom... What if I tell Natasha about those papers? Clint will look like a complete fool and he won't get anything he wants and probably Natasha would be the one to leave him" Loki thought for a moment about his friend, how he was so broken. No, if Natasha found out and left him for real, Clint would not bear it. Tears of frustration tried to form in his eyes but Loki didn't let them fall, he was strong and had to do this for your friend... Well, may God protect him.

"I'll do it", the dark haired man smile was almost fierce, he approached him and tried to kiss him but Loki backed away "No kisses, something quick"

"Just how I like it" Tony whispered as they headed towards his room "take off your clothes" Loki felt the innate desire to respond but he controlled it. He began to undress quickly, anxious to fucking end everything. Tony looked at him from head to toe with an intense look "You look... different... even better, I'd say ..." the dark haired man took his hand and laid him on his bed. Contrary to his order, Tony began to slowly kiss his way down his neck, letting light bites on the pale skin. He went through his chest, playing with his nipples and Loki bit the inside his cheek, controlling not to let out a sound... of disgust, of course. Tony went down his belly, playing with her belly button for a moment before moving to the white thighs, which he nibbled and kissed. Loki cursed when his body began to react to the touch, Tony smiled slightly and reached down to run his tongue throughout its length, earning a sigh quickly drowned by Loki, he kissed the glans before getting the member in his mouth slowly . Loki couldn't contain his groan this time.

Tony pulled out of one of the sides of the bed the lubricant, previously hidden when he planned what he would do. He spilled some on his finger and gently penetrated Loki, with a softness that he hadn't had before but now seemed like the most natural thing to do. Loki tried not to tense up, he took a deep breath for the new tears of frustration not to form, he moaned brokenly when Tony distracted him, sucking a little harder. The second finger was already in, the dark haired man scissored his fingers to assist in the expansion, carefully watching each reaction of Loki and getting fascinated by them. His husband had always been quiet, painfully shy and reserved on the issue of sex but here he could only see repression and he longed to see him moaning, screaming his name. He introduced the third finger and moved them vigorously inside the raven haired man, brushing his prostate in the process, the moan that left his lips Loki made Tony's erection to became more painful.

He slid his fingers out and his mouth dropped his erection, he lubricated his cock and moved quickly to Loki, beginning to penetrate him. The raven haired man let out a shaky breath, forcing himself to not tense up, to not cry, to not think... but when Tony's erection entered him completely, he couldn't help but groan. The dark haired man began to move slowly, hoping the discomfort would soon pass and in some distant part of his mind, he remembered that he had only been that gentle with Steve but that part was easily silenced as his pace increased. Loki groaned and put his hands on the strong shoulders of Tony, his nails leaving marks. Tony moaned moving faster, one of his hands slid on Loki erection and masturbated him at the same rate. Both were almost there, but they could feel that something was missing, a little thing so they could both finally be free. Tony watched Loki's face, it was sweating, blushing slightly, and very beautiful. Without thinking leaned down and kissed him hard.

That's when everything changed.

It was then, when possessive lips collided with soft lips, that everything became a mess. Loki responded immediately and Tony seemed to melt into the kiss. It was strange, it felt so right, so right that they forgot everything around them until the orgasm almost caught them by surprise. Tony leaned against the raven haired man, heaving breathing, never in all his life he had never had such a powerful orgasm and a better kiss than that. Loki took a few seconds to react, to reorder his thoughts.

"Let me go"he said and pushed Tony to the side, he got out of bed, trying not to grimace as he felt a stab of pain in his lower back, he put his trousers and shirt back "You had your payment. I hope you keep your word" he left the room quickly to go to his own room.

The tears that he had tried to stop so much, were released with freedom in that moment. He had never before felt so disgusted with himself; how he had been able to lost himself on that kiss? How the hell did he enjoyed each of his touches? No, Anthony Stark was a bastard, someone who was not worth it, Loki wants to erase the memory of that night, he had done what he had to do and nothing more, Tony had blackmailed him to have sex, those were the facts and what happened next, he would hide it in the back of his mind.

Well, what was official, is that he hated Anthony Stark. And the dark haired man would pay for what he did.

Sorry for the delay! But this chapter deleted itself and I was so fucking mad that I couldn't write. But here it is now! Hopefully, the next one won't take me that long.