Chapter 22 – Gods Beg Too
"Pepper's mad."
Loki looked up from the pancakes he was frying to see Tony standing in the doorway, an unhappy grimace on his face.
"What happened?"
"I didn't answer my phone."
Loki lifted a brow. "Come now. There's clearly more to it than that, or you wouldn't be glaring at your phone like that.
Tony made a face as if he'd eaten something particularly sour. "Apparently it's because of you that I've been out of touch. I'm fairly certain most of the last few days has been my idea."
Loki pushed a plate of pancakes towards Tony.
"She was worried, that's understandable. Usually when you don't answer for a few days it means you're in trouble."
Tony just scowled at him.
"She blamed you and you're going to defend her?"
Loki shrugged.
"Jealousy is an emotion i understand well." he said no more, grabbing the pan and other dishes he'd used and putting them in the pan, but Tony was now staring at him, understanding that Loki was referring to his past.
"Either way, she wants me back tonight. She's sending the plane around eight. She wasn't so happy with what I did with the other one."
Loki laughed, an easy sound considering their disagreement after the experiment. "I suppose she wouldn't be."
Tony just rolled his eyes. "I wonder why." he said sarcastically, and Loki gave a far too innocent shake of his head.
"Good question."
With a laugh, Tony moves to kiss him, "You think you're so funny," he murmurs, and Loki just gives an innocent look, trying not to smile.
"What have I done?"
"You've unleashed a monster," he joked, kissing him again, smirk in place.
Loki just gives another all to innocent smile. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Tony smirk widens to a devilish grin before leaning towards him. "Oh good, I guess I'll have to show you then," he whispered in his ear before giving it a gentle nip.
Loki shivered, wrapping his arms around Tony, turning his face to kiss him.
"I hope you didn't have any other plans tonight," Tony stated, hopping up to sit on the counter, drawing Loki in close, wrapping his legs around his waist.
"Only to spend my time with you," was the reply as Loki rested his hands on Tony's thighs, leaning into him to kiss him.
"Perfect." Tony returned the kiss, wrapping his arm around Loki's neck even as Loki slid his hands up to rest on Tony's hips.
"Aren't you just," Loki murmured, and Tony felt the rush of pleasure at the compliment, tracing kisses along Loki's jaw, and Loki tilted his head back, allowing Tony to continue.
"You, make me feel so special," Tony said, cupping Loki's face in his hands before he let his fingers trail down Loki's neck, moving back to kiss his lips.
"You are special," Loki replied between kisses, "the most special,"
As always, those complimentary words, so easily given, yet only to him, was like ambrosia, and Tony found himself struggling for a response, never sure how to explain how perfect he viewed his partner to be.
"pretty sure you're just as special," he finally managed lamely, placing a hand on Loki's shoulder, gripping his shirt. Loki slid his hands around to Tony's back, pressing closer, a smile on his lips as if Tony were the most charming man he knew.
"I'll take it."
Tony just grinned, his fists balling in the front of his own t-shirt covering Loki's chest.
"I think this is unnecessary." Tony said, then watched as Loki pulled it over his head, revealing his pale torso, tossing it away before reaching for the buttons of Tony's own shirt. Tony put his hands over Loki's taking sudden control, guiding Loki's hands along the buttons, waiting as Loki pushed the shirt from his shoulders.
"You're so beautiful," Tony said softly, running his hands up Loki's chest, and Loki gave a slight smile.
"As are you," he replied, sliding his hands up Tony's arms, leaving them at his shoulders and kissing him once more. Tony didn't see himself as beautiful, handsome maybe, and rich, yes, but with Loki here, he believed every syllable of the word; if only for the moment. Tony moved a hand to grip the back of Loki's neck, returning the kiss, feeling the soft tingle as Loki's fingertips moved to trace the arc reactor in his chest, then moved to slide down his ribs and back up his back, gripping his shoulder, the kiss becoming deeper. Tony reached up to play with the soft curls of Loki's hair, making the kiss rougher, body rigid against Loki's, legs tightening around his waist. Loki matched the intensity of the kiss, pressing as close as possible while his hands slid back down Tony's body, to his knees then back up again.
Tony paused the kiss for a moment as his hands toyed with the button on Loki's pants, giving his partner a questioning look. Loki gave a brief nod before kissing him again, the same amount of force behind this kiss as in the last. Tony didn't slow, undoing the slacks and pushing them off Loki's hips, listening as they hit the ground. Loki paused the kiss suddenly, as if to catch his breath, body as rigid as Tony's, his eyes hungry as they stared at Tony.
"Is everything okay?" Tony asked breathlessly, hands holding Loki's hips, "Do you need..?" he was cut off by Loki's grin.
"I don't need anything but you," he said with another kiss.
"I think that can be arranged." Tony mumbles, returning the kiss, holding Loki against him and moving his hips against Loki's. Loki gives a small groan, reaching to undo Tony's pants, giving the same questioning look Tony had.
"Yes, yes," he repeated, kissing along and down Loki's jaw and throat, feeling Loki shudder even as he gently tugged Tony's pants from his body, lifting him slightly off the counter and moving away for a moment just to drop them to the ground and move back, pressing back against Tony and kissing him again. Feeling reckless, and a sudden need for control, Tony gave Loki's bottom lip a quick bite as his hands traveled down Loki's body, stopping a moment at his hips before travelling down to his thighs, teasing but not touching. The sound of his name, nearly a moan on Loki's lips, was electric. Loki pressed a line of kisses down Tony's throat who shivered at the feeling, over his shoulder, passing over his collarbone before moving back to Tony's lips, hands briefly cupping Tony's face before settling on his shoulders. Body hot against Loki's cooler skin, Tony moved his hand between Loki's thighs, taking him into his hand, and feeling his whole body tense as he took a sharp breath, his hands now gripping Tony's shoulders for support, the kisses growing hungrier. Tony softened the kiss a bit, teasing with his hands before moving a hand to run it along Loki's spine, listening to Loki's ragged breathing, and revelling in it, tightening his legs around his partner. Loki's hands ran down Tony's chest, along his sides, to rest on his hips, even as he tried to match the softer kisses, brushing some across Tony's cheek before drawing him into another long kiss. Tony returns the kiss as gently as possible, teasing his lover, smiling against his lips when he can feel his pleasure growing, watching in amusement as Loki shivered, and he gently brought him closer and closer to the edge. But before he could find any release, Tony removed his hands, watching Loki tremble in frustration, and quickly kissed him, keeping him occupied, enjoying his power over his god. Tony felt Loki grip his hips with unsteady hands, his lips rougher from frustration, unable to help the shivers of pleasure and Tony felt his own desire grow, letting his hands travel back down, watching in pleasure as Loki shivered under his hands, continuing to kiss him.
"Tony," Loki said it as nearly a whisper, making it clear that he was in complete control, and Tony revelled in it, and the absoluteness of which Loki poured every ounce of passion into the kiss. With a gentle push, Tony moved Loki back, sliding off the counter and dropping to his knees, his mouth moving to Loki's abdomen, tongue tracing designs on his skin. He felt Loki's hands tangle themselves in his hair, felt the shivers that ran through the taut muscles, saw his lips tremble. Tony continued to use his tongue, dropping slowly, torturously, lower, until he gives in, taking him in his mouth, hands gripping his thighs. He heard Loki's breath catch, and felt the punch of pleasure as he looked up to see Loki's head thrown back, his face tilted to the side, eyes closed as Tony continued the dance with his tongue. Tony gave a hum of pleasure at the feeling of Loki's hands flexing in his hair and Loki gasped his name, almost begging it. Tony leaned back, a laugh spilling forward.
"Do you want something, Loki?" he asked, voice husky, looking up. "then beg. Prove to be that gods have to beg too. Show me I'm worth begging for," he slid his hands back between Loki's thighs, watching, but not moving, waiting for the words he'd bet he could get, and Loki had promised would never come. He felt and watched as Loki's body shuddered with need,
"Tony," his voice trailed off, a low, throaty sound, and Tony just grinned, hardly able to hold back, gently teasing again, being careful not to push him over.
"Yes?"
Loki gave a low growl of both frustration and pleasure, "Tony," again he broke off, body shuddering again, and then finally came the word Tony had been waiting for, as barely a whisper. "Please."
Triumph was sweet and Tony grinned before using his mouth again, using his tongue just how he knows will send Loki reeling, continuing until he watched Loki tremble with release, enjoying every second of it. Loki's hands went limp in Tony's hair and the next words were weak.
"I – I feel as if i may – fall over." and with that he sank down to the floor, eyes still hazy with pleasure. With a grin, Tony lays down beside him.
"I have to say, I liked the begging," he notes, trailing a hand up Loki's chest. "And I think you did too."
Loki didn't respond except to reach up and twine his fingers with Tony's, though a small smile, rueful graced his lips. Tony just stared at him a moment, taking in the glow of pleasure before he was unable to resist and pressed his lips against Loki's. Loki simply gave a small, happy sounding hum, closing his eyes.
"I want to move – but I can't seem to manage it. But staying on the kitchen floor doesn't seem like the best option." he opens his eyes, turning to give Tony a slightly dazed smile.
Tony just laughed, kissing him quickly before standing, pulling Loki to his feet and pulling him towards the bedroom.
"This looks more comfortable." he noted, and Loki just dropped onto the bed, pulling Tony along. Tony allowed the pull, collapsing on top of him, finding Loki's mouth with his own.
"Tony," Loki wrapped his arms around Tony's waist, giving a sigh as he pressed his face against Tony's neck. Shifting so he could pillow Loki's head on his chest, Tony held him contentedly.
"Guess I did well."
Loki choked out a laugh, his cheeks flushing, and Tony's pleasure just grew at the sight.
"How could you – Tony, I -" he broke off by hiding his face against Tony's chest, and Tony just laughed.
"You happen to be the most adorable man I've ever known in my life."
Loki only flushed darker. "I say the most ill-timed things after... well. After."
Tony laughed again, pressing a kiss to the top of Loki's head.
"You're adorable. And you say adorable things."
"I'm a god, I'm not supposed to be adorable." Tony rolled them both so he was propped above Loki, watching Loki's eyes go wide.
"You're a god I managed to make beg, and you're also adorable because I said so and I'm always right. I love that I can make you blush," there was another almost rapacious grin in Tony's eyes and Loki just pulled him back down to the bed, hiding his face. "That only makes you cuter." Tony noted, and Loki shot him one last scowl, though his cheeks were still tinged pink.
"You're insufferable when you boast." he muttered, though it was good natured, and Tony just laughed, settling down comfortably beside him.
"And you're incorrigible; you refuse to accept complements."
Loki just muttered something unintelligible and Tony pressed a kiss to his shoulder, smiling against the skin.
"I love you," he said suddenly, murmuring it against the pale skin of Loki's shoulder, and he almost seemed to relax at the sound of the words. His arms tightened around Tony and he found himself smiling.
"And I you."