"I can't do this." Loki looked back on the nervous brunette. She refused to climb the stone steps, even when Loki extended his hand to her.

"It's only Stark-"

"But his parents died! And we're helping him clear the house? What happened to the movie marathon?"

"Jane, please. I'm just as scared as you are, I need your support." He waved his hand, reminding her of his outstretched limb. She sighed unevenly, taking his hand and allowing him to drag her to Stark's front door.

"You don't need support…you just need someone to move the boxes as you make out with your boyfriend." She teased but Loki just turned the other cheek. He knocked on the door softly, waiting for the metal to slide open. When the door opened, a petite ginger haired woman slid out, her skin was pale white and her eyes were a harsh bright blue. She looked a little older than Tony, but that could have been the pencil skirt, cream blouse and the black stilettos she was wearing giving him that impression.

"You must be Tony's friends…come in." Her voice was brittle but not with the lack of confidence. Loki nodded and smiled, Jane was just silent and hiding behind his thin figure, tugging at his arms. They moved into the house looking back on the woman. She extended her hand to Loki.

"I'm Virginia Potts, but people call me Pepper." Loki smiled, biting his tongue at the sour name.

"That's…cute." Jane whispered, her voice horribly high pitched from nerves. "So…where is Tony?"

"He's in his father's workshop, just picking out some stuff before Obadiah takes Howard's work-"

"Wait, Tony doesn't get to keep his father's stuff?" Jane interrupted, when all eyes fell to her she softly moved back behind Loki. "I-I'll just…yeah."

"Well, since most of Howards work is for Stark industries, it's actually nice that Obadiah is giving him the time to get some of the stuff."

"Thank the Gods for that…" Loki mumbled under his breath. Tired of waiting any longer, he grabbed Jane's hand and dragged them both up the stairs. "Come on, we'll help him in the workshop." He called out to Pepper, not waiting for a reply as he dragged Jane further through the house.

"How do you even know where Howard's workshop is?" Jane pulled out of Loki's grip, but she continued to walk by him.

"I had a look around the first time I was here…come on." He continued to walk till he reached the familiar stretch of glass. The muffled music from within was making the glass tremble when he touched the sleek material. He knocked three times on the hard material, waiting patiently for Tony to open the door.

"Don't kiss his face off when he opens the door-"

"Shut up Jane." The glass rattled before sliding to the left, revealing a very modern and high tech workspace.

"Holy crap…" Jane's voice trailed off as she edged into the room. Her face was like a child's at Christmas, totally taken in by everything around her. Loki took a step forward into the room but he wasn't given a second as a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

"Hey Honey…" Tony's familiar voice rang in his ear before a kiss was pressed to his neck.

"You're supposed to be packing." Loki grabbed Tony's hands, unfolding them so he could turn in his lover's arms.

"Well that's true but…" He stretched up and kissed Loki's mouth softly, sending soft shock waves down the God's spine. On impulse Loki wrapped his fingers along the smaller man's hips, gripping onto his flesh softly. Tony pulled back slightly, wrapping his hands on Loki's neck. "I never do as I'm told…" He whispered softly pushing his lips onto Loki's again. Loki smiled into the peck, purring ever so softly in response to Tony's fingers tightening on his neck. They were suddenly interrupted as Jane coughed. They both moaned and pulled apart; Loki released only one of his hands from Tony's hips and turned to face Jane.

"…you remember Jane…" He held his hand out to Jane who was leaning rather impatiently against a large stack of boxes.

"How can I forget, thanks for coming Jane I appreciate it." Jane waved her hands at him.

"Don't worry about it, seriously. Glad I could help actually. So where do you need me?" Loki rested his chin on Tony's head as the smaller man gave Jane instructions.

"What will you have with me then?" He walked around the scientific room, admiring the bright lights and beauty of the mechanisms.

"Well-"

"I meant work Tony…" He span to the boy who stud directly behind him. He smirked softly, reaching out and tracing his fingers around Tony's enchanted medallion. " Maybe later though…"

Three hours later...

"That Pepper girl seems…nice." Tony smiled at Loki's words. He was leaning against the glass bench while Loki played with each individual creation before playing it softly in the box beside him. The one in Loki's hands at the moment was actually a series of sketches, a cube-like object with Howard's sketches written around the drawing.

"She's okay. Obadiah said she'll help me when I take over the business, so to save time with all the people we just say we're friends…why, are you jealous?" He folded the paper and dropped it in the box before grabbing Tony by his collar, dragging him into a kiss. His tongue grazed Tony's open lip, the taste of whiskey and cigarettes burnt strongly. He pulled back, ducking his head to kiss the boys neck, the bitter taste of the cologne sticking to his tongue. He ran his head along the dip of Tony's neck, gracing his forehead against the boys three day stubble.

"What do I have to be jealous of?" He pushed himself away, standing fully and smiling.

"You're such a tease…" Tony jumped up on the table, his knees hitting the glass with a hollow thud. He smirked, finally taller than Loki for once before trailing his thumbs over the older man's cheekbones and down to his lips, pulling down his bottom lip he felt the slick separation from his saliva stained flesh to the dry cracked side. Loki licked his thumb, enjoying the metallic taste that stayed on his tongue. Tony cackled, sitting back on his heels and enjoying the texture of Loki's lips and tongue against his working hands. "I don't think I've ever loved someone as much as I love you…" Loki leant back a little his mouth becoming unattached from Tony's hands. Tony shrugged, lowering his hands to his lap, his smile fell but his eyes remained innocent.

"You love me?" Loki asked. Tony nodded weakly, laughing nervously.

"Every god damn day, and I don't care if you don't love me…I meant what I said." He swallowed nervously, waiting patiently for Loki to reply. Loki sighed, running a hand through his hair before grabbing Tony and dragging him to meet his lips again. He bit back the raw emotions eating him up and forced his balled fist into Tony's dark hair. Tony kissed back eagerly, his teeth biting at Loki's pale lips. He broke away, resting his forehead on the boys, sighing unevenly as he balanced his body against the table.

"I love you too…" Tony scoffed at Loki's quiet voice.

"You're just saying that to make me feel better-"

"No, I do Tony." He ran one of his hands down Tony's side, wrapping his long arm around the man's hip and dragging him to stand. "I-I love you…" Loki's stomach began to stir with uneasy sickness; his chest became very heavy, growing much more difficult for him to breath. Stark ran his arms around Loki's neck, forcing the taller man to hug him. Loki was stricken with fear, his soul ready to set on fire. "Oh my god I really love you…"

Damn.