Quinn had passed out soon after waking. They weren't sure if it was from shock of being alive or her injures from going into space without a proper space suit. Or both. They rushed her to the medical bay, giving her examination after examination. Other then a few bumps and bruises she was fine. Her oxygen levels were lower then normal but that wasn't anything that a oxygen tube couldn't help. Kim and Gage sat at her bed. Tony was walking down the hall to see his son. He knew they got him back but he wasn't sure when he woke up, if he's woken up. He got to the door but stopped, hearing TJ's voice, speaking to someone. Sounding pained. "How many did I-" "Don't even go there TJ." Clint. Clint was in there, he wasn't surprised, he probably felt a certain responsibility since the same happened to him with Loki's mind control. "Com'on Clint...please...I have to know...it'll kill me if I don't." "It'll kill you more if you know. Once my head was clear from Loki's power I was thankful Natasha never told me, she swore Coulson and Fury to secrecy. And I'm going to do the same for you."

Tony knocked lightly before entering. "Hey.. how's everything in here?" He gave a look between TJ and Clint. TJ was a medical bed, strapped down until his head was clear. He was sweating and shivering and looking miserable and in so much pain. Clint stood, leading Tony out to speak, privately. Tony wasn't taking this as a good sign as he closed the door. He spoke in a hushed voice. "How bad is he?" Clint sighed. "Worse then I was but it should still pass the same, like a drug withdrawal." Tony swallowed before asking, knowing he won't like the answer. "How many did he-" Clint put a hand over Tony's mouth, glaring. "Fuck no. Don't you ever ask that again. I know he's gonna ask everyone and it's better if everyone was in the black. No one knows." He took his hand away but spoke in a low whisper. "iI he know how many, the guilt would kill him." Tony felt a lump forming in his throat as he looked away, hand going thru his hair. "But he's gonna be ok?" Clint nodded. "In time, yeah. He'll be our TJ again." Tony smiled sadly. "Good."

TJ's mind and body was a mess. He shivered and ached and all he could think about was Loki. How Loki needed him. Flashes of there one night flashing thru his head, trying in vain to will them away.

Once inside and Loki locked the door he was pinned against the wall with a warm mouth crashing against his own. He melted under it's warmth, grasping at his shirt and weapons, wanting them off, wanting to be as close as possible.

Loki's lips were soft and small and so kissable. He remembers how his mouth opened so easily to him. Like he was always welcome and invited and had been waiting for so long.

Then he felt a warm, moist heat around his achingly hard member and saw TJ sucking away at it, bobbing his head as he thrust. Loki whined, his hands going to grip his hair. "Oh...Gods...ahh..." once he felt he was too close, he pushed TJ away, blurting out best he could as he panted from pleasure. "I don't want to come...like that... I want you inside me..." TJ smirked, going back to licking and suckling gently at his member while he slicked his own member up. Loki whined, gripping the sheets.

His skin was soft and pale but not sickly so. Like a porcelain doll. All arms and legs and all wrapped around him. As much fun as that one night was, he had feeling it meant so much more to Loki. He felt himself harden at the memories and curse himself. He felt his head starting to clear. A few tugs managed to get the binds undone and to the nearest bathroom. He turned on the shower, making it as cold as it could be but it didn't help, only made him long for the colder skin of his once lover. He leaned against the shower wall, his hand going to his member as he stroked, eyes closed as he thought of that soft skin on long legs and thin arms wrapped so tightly around him. He bit his lip to stifle a moan, going faster, thinking of that warm, tight heat. He wonders what it would be like if Loki were to dominate him? Make him kneel? Order him to suck him? Within moments he was coming against the shower wall, letting another memory take over a moment.

TJ gasped, riding out his orgasm. "Ooh...Loki..." Loki whined, detaching from his neck, panting in the aftermath. His eyes were closed. He expected TJ to get dressed and walk out and go about his business Then after a few moments he felt a cloth rubbing his stomach, cleaning. He opened his eyes,seeing TJ clean him of his mess. He blushed. "Your still here?" TJ raised an eyebrow. "Yeah...do you not want me here?" Loki frowned. "No...it's...Why are you still here?" TJ smiled weakly. "I don't know...just...your different.." Loki scowled. "different does not begin to-" "But I want to stay. Someone has to protect you."but then he felt TJ snuggle up behind him, holding him close, whispering. "Someone has to protect you...even if it's from yourself."

He growled, leaning against the wall. He still felt like shit, like a bad hangover, his head felt like it was about to split open and every part of his body ached. But it's his emotions that really felt like shit. He felt like should be mad at Loki. For forcefully taking over his mind, to taking his first time with a guy away, taking advantage, even thou he was still questioning his own sexuality. Was He gay? He remembers being pretty damn attracted to Loki but that could have been the tesseract. But even now, with a clear head, the thought of Loki underneath him, writhing in pleasure, nails making red lines down his back, was pretty damn hot. He needed a strong drink, coffee will have to do since there wasn't any alcohol on the Hellicarrier. Not that Coulson would let him either.

Once he dried and changed he walked out of the room to see Clint there, he stopped. Clint looked up from his book. "You got out of those binds pretty easily." TJ shrugged. "I have a knack for escaping." Seeing the folded cloths for him. Right now he only had a towel around his waist. There was a burn mark in the center of his chest from His sisters uni-beam to stop him, some bruises but overall ok. He turned, starting to change, putting his boxers on. "So..wheres Loki now?" "In his cell. At least until Thor comes back to take him home." TJ froze as he was putting on his shirt. "On...here? The hellicarrier?" Clint sighed, looking up at him. "Yeah. Sorry, I know it's probably pretty tough -TJ?" TJ wasted no time as he finished dressing and rushing out the door. Clint cursed, chasing after him. "TJ!"

TJ let out a breath, turning. "What?" Clint almost glared. "Your not seeing him. He's in a cell for a reason." "I have to see him." "No you don't. You need to stop and relax and let your head clear." TJ glared. "My head is clear and right now I want to see him and I will." Clint glared. "I'l stop you." "I'd like to see you try." TJ nearly growled. TJ then started running fast as he could down the hall. Clint cursing to himself as he chased after him, narrowly avoiding a few agents. He managed to catch up, grabbing TJ's arm and pinning both arms behind his back to subdue him. TJ growled. "Get the fuck off me."

"TJ?" Tony spoke up, seeing Clint pinning his son to the wall, who looked like he was fighting. TJ stopped, seeing his dad. "Dad?" Tony looked confused,. "Clint, what the hell is going on?" Clint let out a breath, still holding TJ. "He was trying to see Loki." Tony raised an eyebrow. "ok...why?" Clint shook his head. "He never gave that answer." Tony let out a breath. "Son, if Clint lets you go, your not gonna run? We can talk?" TJ huffed a few times but finally complied, glaring at the ground. "Fine. Yeah." Clint let him go carefully and TJ held his one wrist, rubbing it. Tony nodded to follow to the mess hall, TJ followed.

One they sat down, Tony got them both coffee, handing TJ his cup. TJ nodded to him in thanks, starting to drink it, not caring it was burning his tongue or bitter with the lack of sugar or cream. He just needed a strong drink. "Why do you want to see Loki?" TJ looked over at his dad, almost feeling guilty, scared. His dad was such a womanizer. He didn't want him to be ashamed of him for being with a guy. "I...I just need to talk to him." Tony saw the look on his sons face. Like he was three again and knew something he wasn't telling. "Did...did he..." Tony hated asking this but he had a pretty good idea he knew the answer. From how he fought so hard to go see him that Clint needed to pin him down. TJ gave him a look to continue his question. Tony looked his son in the eyes. "Did he touch you?" TJ looked away, feeling a shameful blush. "A little more then that." He saw the anger that went thru his dads eyes, he wasn't sure if it was from the fact he was with a guy or the fact Loki touched him. He blurted out. "Not like that. It wasn't...unwanted... neither of us forced each other." Tony's eyes brows rose and he swore they went off his head. "You slept with Loki?" TJ looked away, hands goin thru his hair. So much like his father.

"Yes. I'm sorry. If you want to kick me out I understand." Tony eyes widen. "why in the hell would I do that?" TJ gave him a look, like it was so obvious. "Because I was with a guy, I'm at least Bi, if not gay." Tony paused a moment before smiling and laughing weakly, hugging his son. "Son, I don't care about that. As long as it makes you happy." TJ slumped against him in relief, his eyes watering. "Thanks dad. Now... can I see Loki?" Tony sighed, pulling back. "Fine, but it won't be private. Me and Clint are gonna be watching." TJ nodded. "Fine. I just...just need to talk to him." Tony nodded, standing, his son following as they walked out of the mess hall.

Loki was sitting, curled on the small bench that was inside the large, glass cell. He hadn't bothered to take off the bulk of his costume. Still in most of the leather and gold and fabric. His black hair hanging around his face, framing it. He glared at the ground. He lost. Again. Failed. That's all he ever does. All he ever was. A failure. He felt his eyes water. His one chance to escape Odin, to make someone proud of him, even if it was Thanos. He didn't care. He just wished someone cared about him. He thought about what would happen to him now. Most likely taken back to Odin for more abuse, more torture. Or worse, Thanos. As a slave, a prisoner. Death would be too good for him. He didn't deserve death. He heard the door open, looking up, his eyes widened. TJ was walking inside, Clint standing by the door, most likely to keep supervision. He swallowed the lump in his throat, glaring, not daring show his hurt. He was the God of lies. He could lie just once more.

TJ walked in, hesitantly at first but then he saw Loki, looking miserable before his eyes met his and they hardened. He walked up to the glass, standing in front of it. Loki was the first to speak, staring like a stone. "Why have you come here Stark?" TJ gave a small scoff. "Please, thats my dad, don't call me that." Loki gave him a look before speaking again. "Why have you come here...TJ?" TJ felt a small pang a pleasure go down his spine. Hearing his name come off those sinful lips. "I came here to talk." Loki smirked, standing. "About..us. How sweet of you, but there's nothing to talk about." "Why did you do it?" Loki stared him down as he continued. "You could have easily refused my advances but you let me have my way with you. I saw that look in your eyes. You were surprised Id stayed with you and treated you like..." Loki glared. "A glass doll?" TJ let out a breath. "Like you were scared." He saw Loki's eyes widen, just t he slightest. He smirked. "I'm right."

Loki glared, nearly growling, coming closer to the window. "You know nothing. You were under the influence-" "Not the first time I've heard that." Loki continued, glaring with venom in his voice, just a bit forced. Just one more lie. He told himself. "You were nothing. Nothing more then a good fuck at a stressful time. I used you like the whore you are." TJ glared, fighting off the watery feeling in his eyes. "Your lying. I may have been under the control of the tesseract but that moment...that moment we had...was the clearest my head had been. I know I wasn't nothing. It sure as hell didn't feel like it and trust me I know a thing or two about one night stands. I want you to look me in the eye, right now and tell me I was nothing. Tell me I was a whore, tell me it didn't mean anything." Loki growled, glaring down at him, his hand on the window gripping it as he refused to feel the tears welling up. "You were nothing to me. Are nothing to me. You slept with a god of lies and that all that was. A lie. Poor little stark finally found his heart but now it's been ripped to shreds. Leave me. You make me sick." TJ glared and started to walk out in a huff but Loki didn't miss the tear running down his face, knowing there were many more. Clint walked out, following, leaving Loki alone. He finally let his tears out, letting out an agonized sob as he crumbled to the floor. The one person in the universe he didn't want to hurt or corrupt and he even failed at that. Sentiment.

AN: Sorry it's been so long, with the holidays coming up my writing will be a lot slower. But please keep reading and keep reviewing. They motivate me so much :D