Loki woke and rubbed his eyes, he was unsure how long he had been resting, or how that had even occurred. He had not been in anyway tired when you went to sleep next to him, you under the blanket, and him leaning against the headboard on top of it. But somehow, when you had drifted off next to him, leaning in close, yet not physically touching him, he too had fallen into a slumber. Looking to the side to where you were still sleeping, his brow furrowed. In some unexplainable way, he was adamant to watch you do in the future; you had contorted in your sleep; so that one of your arms was forced behind your back, the other curled around his thigh, and your knees clearly crossed in some peculiar manner under the blankets. He rotated his head so to stretch his neck, groaning to himself at how stiff it was from the way in which he had slept. When he looked around, he realised there was no clock in the room, and for a moment he thought to curse it, but of course, with the occupier not having any sight, such things would be wasted. At the end of the bed, he huffed out a breath in amusement. A guilty looking Beauty was lying across the end of the bed, even though she was supposed to be on the floor. Since you had yet to move, the dog did not budge, but his waking, she did not deem a worry, as though she knew he would not scold her.

"Get down, I have to wake her," He commented to the dog, though why he bothered, he, himself was not sure, it would not comprehend what he was saying, however, on hearing down, the canine complied, and gently slinked herself off the bed and onto the floor, keeping an eye on him as she went. "You are too smart for your own good." He shook his head at her ingenuity.

"Who? What?" You groaned as you began to stir from the sound of a voice. "Loki?"

"Yes, I am still here."

"My arm hurts."

"I am not surprised, how did you even manage to do that, you must have turned several times?"

"Did you not see?"

"No, I drifted off also," He confessed.

"Oh, sorry, did I bore you?" your voice was heavy with sleep.

"You were asleep, how could you bore me? No, I simply wished to get some light rest." He explained, not wanting to admit that he had just dozed off unintentionally.

"What time is it?"

"I do not know."

"Is there not a clock in here?"

"I cannot see one if there is." Loki looked around again, wondering if he had missed the gadget somehow.

"I better get up anyway." You stretched as you tried to get the kinks from your muscles from the obscure way you had slept.

"Any nightmares?"

"None." You responded almost too swiftly, you recalled your dream, but you did not want him knowing. "I actually have not slept that well in some time."

Loki noticed a slight blush on your cheeks from the question, but he did not push it any further. "Good. Your arm is still in an odd position, though."

"It's dead at the moment, it will get pins and needles soon and then it will be fine." You dismissed.

Loki simply stared in utter shock at your words. "Midgardians' say the oddest things." He shook his head.

"No, we don't." You slapped him playfully.

"Regenerating deceased limbs and tailoring terms, have you any idea how peculiar that sounds?" He challenged.

"I suppose, when you do not use those terms yourself, it can be confusing." You acknowledged. "So what do you say when your limbs go to sleep?"

"Why would limbs slumber?" He frowned.

"Sorry, that's an expression too."

"As though to prove my point," He interjected.

"What do you say when you accidentally compress a nerve in a limb and it takes a few minutes to recover?"

"It is official; your species is beyond saving." Loki's voice was one of exasperation.

"Wipe us all out now so." You joked. "Why did you even come here in the first place?"

Loki looked at you, contemplating your words. "At first, I do not know why I agreed, the torture mostly, I was hoping to escape it, but now, I feel I cannot regret that."

"Why?"

"It led me to this." He tilted your chin up and pressed his lips to yours, a gesture you reciprocated immediately, bringing your own arms around his neck, anchoring you to one another.

Instead of breaking the kiss after a time, Loki found himself deepening it, an action that you again responded enthusiastically to, and before long, you were pulling him over so that he was above you, resting his elbows on either side of your head, and his body pressing gently against yours. Unconsciously, you bucked up slightly, your body wanting some sort of stimulation, and though you had decided earlier to not push any further with the relationship, you found yourself doing so.

Loki of course, reacted in kind, his body seeking yours as you did him, and before long, you were effectively grinding into one another fully clothed. Before long, both of you were breathless, yet neither of you could force yourselves to cease. Your heart pounded harder when you could feel Loki's enthusiasm in the form of a bulge pressing against your upper thigh. In that moment, you were severely tempted to forego your earlier apprehension and try and initiate something, even more, not thinking about the consequences, and whether or not you were ready for that, your hands slipped from Loki's shoulders and hair towards his waist, hoping to convey to him what you wanted. He gave a yearning full moan into your mouth as he realised what you were trying to do, his own lust causing him to not want to stop you.

"Kiddo, rise and shine lazybones, or I'll get a bucket of water and…What the…"

You winced, this could not go well. You could sense Tony staring at you both, and the way Loki's hair brushed your face meant that he was looking over at the genius. "Were you ever taught to knock?" Loki asked curtly. He had managed to control his breathing better than you had, as you lay panting underneath him. You could only imagine the scene Tony had walked in on.

"What the hell is going on here?" Yes, Tony was irate.

"I would have thought it obvious." Loki finally pushed off you, allowing you to sit up too.

"I knew no good could come of you bring around her, you tricked her into this somehow. I am going to make you pay for this; you are going straight to a little six by six at SH.I.E.L.D."

"How dare you." Loki rose from the bed angrily. "I coerced no one into anything."

"Well, what I just saw…"

"Was exactly what you saw, us kissing, consensually I might add," You interjected irritatedly. "My eyes do not work, but my voice very much does, and if there was anything untoward going on, I would have called on Friday to send for help, and where was Beauty when you came in?"

"I was a little occupied with what is going on in the bed." Tony snarked.

"She should be on her mat, and if there was anything wrong, she would have been growling at the very least." You barked back.

"Yeah, well he has her charmed somehow."

"Of for the love of the Norn's." Loki threw his eyes up.

"No Tony, there is no being charmed, no magic, no trickery, just exactly what it is."

Tony looked at them, feeling very uncomfortable. "I don't like this."

"No one is asking you to, but I am telling you now Antony Stark, if you hand Loki to S.H.I.E.L.D. because of something that he is doing with my consent, it will be me making you pay," You swore.

Loki and Tony both stared at you with some fear in their features; you were not the most aggressive person, but there was no denying your conviction. "But what he did…"

"Pepper seems to be okay with what you did, as was every skank you took to bed before you copped on and she accepted you. I am not a child Tony, I know what Loki did."

"But after Graham…"

"I told you before; I never want to hear that name again." You shook with anger. Loki placed his hand over yours in an attempt to get you to calm down, a gesture that Tony did not miss.

"This isn't right."

"I don't recall asking for your opinion or your blessing."

Tony eyed you for a moment. "If you do anything to intentionally hurt her, I swear you will be running to S.H.I.E.L.D. for protection." He pointed his finger at Loki as he spoke.

"So I have already been forewarned." Loki hissed through gritted teeth.

"Thor knows?" He felt somewhat betrayed by Thor not saying anything. Loki nodded once. "He said nothing."

"Because it is not his concern, as it is not yours." The god stated. "I was merely told to treat her as my mother stated we should treat a female and not to do anything to hurt her, and after that, nothing more. Perhaps you should follow suit."

"Don't get wise with me," Tony warned. "I mean it Reindeer Games, you will suffer."

"I am shaking in my boots," He growled.

"The others are going to go nuts when they hear this." Tony shook his head.

"I don't care what they think. I do not interfere with their choices in life; they have no right to interfere in mine."

"Even if it is because they want to help?"

"The road to hell is paved with good intentions. I could interfere with their lives under the guise of wanting to help them, but I don't, either they extend the same courtesy to me or they can go take a running jump off the top of the Tower." You replied coldly. "Why are you here anyway?"

"I had come to tell you that we found a lab with your formula in it, several strands of it since they did not know what they were missing. We destroyed it all, everything they had, but I sort of got distracted."

"I have that effect," Loki smirked, causing you to stifle a snort of laughter as Tony glared.

"So anyway. Yeah, I forget what else." He continued to look at you both. "This is too weird, I can't…I just can't…"

"Just can't what Tony?"

"You, him, dry humping."

"We were not dry humping." You snapped, feeling your cheeks redden.

"Kiddo, I don't want to go into it too much, but yeah, you were, very much so. The sexual tension in here is inhuman, I…really am just going to leave, the thought…I don't need to think of you and him…I'm going to have to drink the shit I just saw out of my memory."

"Seriously? Not five years ago if you Googled 'Tony Stark' it was essentially like a porn search."

"Yeah well, I am going to leave now regardless, before you tear off each others clothes and…."

"You know I am right," You called after him, hearing the door shut.

"He did not take that as badly as you had assumed he would." Loki commented as he brushed his nose and lips up the length of your throat before kissing you tenderly under the ear, cursing Stark for his interruption. He was going to require taking care of himself as soon as he could, having you under him, moaning and gasping his name had awoken a lust in him, and knowing with the moment was gone, you would not wish to continue, he was left with a slight predicament.

"You do realise that was a façade, he is seething. In three hours he'll have built something to crush you for this." You were swearing internally, you had not planned to go so fast with Loki, but being under him, feeling him pressing against you, gasping in your mouth, you knew you would not be in control of yourself were it to happen again, though that was not as terrifying a prospect as it could be. His arousal on your thigh meant he found you someway pleasing, which was a definite positive. Angry that the moment was over, you lean into his kissed for another moment before sighing in frustration; annoyed and worried at what was to come.