A/N: So, wow this ones really weird, not sure where it came from to be honest but.. well, yeah. Enjoy, i think. Also, i wasn't sure about the rating for this one. Should i change it? Let me know.

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"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I'm fine, thanks. You?" He asked.

"Um, I'm fine,"

"Good," Tony smiled. It was very unsettling.

Tony remained on the couch in the living room, back straight and hands in his lap for the rest of the day. Loki offered to make him something to eat but he shook his head slowly and continued staring at the wall. His arc reactor still glowed its usual bright blue and his breathing and pulse were both normal. Bruce had done a quick physical – as accurately as he could as Tony refused to move – and everything seemed perfect.

Tony refused to acknowledge anyone's existence except Loki's.

"Well, I'm going to bed," Clint stood and glanced at Tony as Natasha stood too.

"Yeah me too… unless anyone needs anything?" She asked, looking at Tony.

Tony continued staring at the wall.

"Alright them… goodnight guys," She nodded to the others, still staring at the billionaire, and left the room.

Clint did a lazy salute at them as he left too. They all muttered 'goodnight's to the assassins as they left and Bruce and Steve retired soon after, leaving the two Gods alone with Tony.

Thor tried to get Tony to talk while Loki watched but the human didn't even acknowledge their presence.

Thor eventually got bored and left to go to bed, advising Loki to do the same soon as it had been a long day. Loki waved off his concern with a loose promise to go to bed eventually and turned to the TV that Clint had switched on to avoid the heavy silences a few hours ago, trying to ignore Tony. As soon as he heard the heavy elevator doors close behind his brother, Loki felt someone staring at him and turned to see Tony's chocolate brown eyes watching him intently.

He leant back slightly at the attention and smiled nervously. Tony beamed back.

"Tony, are you sure you're alright?" Loki asked cautiously.

Tony moved from his position for the first time to move closer to Loki so that their legs were pressed against each other's.

"Better now we're alone," He whispered.

Loki felt his panic levels rise slightly. "What do you mean?" He asked quietly.

Tony smiled and leant towards him and Loki slid further away from him so his hip was pressed against the arm on the far end of the couch.

Tony just laughed and raised his arms, palms out, in mock surrender.

"Calm down, Princess, I'm not going to hurt you," His eyes darkened. "Much,"

Loki swallowed thickly and opened his mouth to say something but he couldn't think of anything.

Tony slipped closer to the other man and this time Loki couldn't move away.

The billionaire put an arm round the back of the couch where Loki's shoulders were and leant closer, staring at the god's lips, then his neck.

"Ton…" Loki started but Tony shushed him. The god thought it would be best to obey him at the minute. He stiffened slightly when Tony moved closer so his lips were near Loki's ear.

"I want to thank you," Tony whispered, his breath tickling Loki's ear.

"For...?" Loki gulped.

"For releas- saving me," He moved closer and kissed Loki's neck just under his ear sweetly.

Loki held his breath. He noticed Tony change his mind over something he was about to say but he didn't have the brainpower to dwell on that at the minute.

Tony pulled away just enough so he could look into Loki's eyes and smiled again.

"How do you wish to be thanked?" He asked, his other arm trailing up Loki's thigh.

"Um," Loki started but was cut off by Tony's lips pressed against his own. Loki didn't know how to react so he froze. Tony's hand moved up and round the Loki's hip and pulled his away from the couch arm and closer to him.

Loki noted in his mind that he shouldn't be able to do that so easily.

Tony moved to Loki's neck again and placed open mouth kisses along it until he reached his collarbone.

Loki relaxed into it slightly although there were still alarms ringing in his head, telling him to push Tony away. He felt Tony smile against his shoulder. Tony moved back up to his mouth and ran his tongue along Loki's bottom lip and Loki opened his mouth to him. He plunged his tongue in and moved one leg over Loki so he was between the human's legs.

The alarms got even louder in Loki's head and he placed his hands on Tony's chest to push him away but Tony caught his wrists in a bruising grip. Loki pulled his head away from Tony and looked down at his hands, trying to break out of Tony's grasp.

This shouldn't be happening, Loki thought. He shouldn't be this strong.

He started panicking more and tried to get out from under Tony but he couldn't, Tony was too strong.

"Tony, stop," Loki tried to sound demanding but he could hear his voice shake and he was sure Tony had too. He grinned down at the god and pinned his wrists above him against the top of the couch with one hand. Loki tried to pull away again but it was like he had metal shackles on.

Then his mind finally started working in its usual logical way and he decided to use his magic. He closed his eyes and tried to think of a spell, any spell, that would be of use to him. Tony took this moment of calm as an invitation and started kissing his neck again, biting down every few times. Loki remembered a repellant spell he'd learned when he was very young and muttered a few words.

Tony grunted and pulled back, still holding his wrists. He'd felt the spell but it hadn't pushed him off like Loki had hoped.

Loki stared at Tony. His eyes weren't the usual dark brown. Now the irises were a bright red and the sclera was yellow, the pupil was black and blown up so it covered most of the iris.

"Tony," Loki muttered again. Tony blinked and they were back to normal. He smirked and went back to Loki's neck, his other hand, the one not holding Loki's wrists trailed down his chest to the hem of the god's shirt. He'd changed out of his armor and back to Midgardian clothes after Tony had come back to life before they all met in the living room.

Loki squirmed again and Tony pulled his shirt off over his head. He gasped at the change of temperature against his chest and stomach and Tony moved down to kiss his chest and down to his sides, in between his ribcage and hip and bit down.

Loki whimpered slightly as he felt teeth dig into his flesh. Not normal teeth, these were sharper, too sharp, like razors. He looked down and saw blood dripping from around Tony's mouth where he was drinking the blood. Loki bit his lip and tried to get away again but Tony's fingernails dug into his wrists, drawing more blood than they should have. Loki started to feel tired but tried to stay awake as best he could.

Tony pulled away and licked the blood from around his lips and leered at Loki, releasing his arms. Loki was too weak from the blood loss to move. Tony stood up and leant down to kiss Loki's forehead.

"If you tell anyone," Tony started, his voice was slightly croakier than normal. "I'll kill your friends." He kissed his lips gently, "And your brother," Another kiss. "And make you watch,"

Loki shuddered and Tony kissed his cheek sweetly and left the room, whistling.

Loki stayed where he was for a moment before sitting up. He grabbed his shirt and looked down at his wrists. The cuts had mostly healed by now, just half moon shaped scabs which would probably be gone by morning because of him being a god his wounds healed quicker than Midgardians. He looked down at his side and wiped away some of the blood with his shirt to see the bite properly. There were two layers of teeth marks. Loki frowned. Either Tony had bitten his twice, which Loki didn't recall feeling, or his eyes weren't the only things that had changed.

Loki watched the wound as the bloodflow slowed and debated what to do.

He stood up, slowly, and waited to be sure Tony wasn't around. As much as he hated to admit it, Tony had terrified him and he really didn't want to run into him again without witnesses. After a moment of thinking, Loki decided to do the one thing he usually does when he's afraid.

He went to find Thor.

Loki took the stairs instead of the elevator just in case he saw Tony again and went up to the top floor where everyone's bedrooms were. He still had the shirt in his hand and pressed it against the bite, which was still bleeding. Down the right was Steve's room right next to the stairs, opposite the elevator, then it was Clint's then Natasha's whereas down the other side next to the elevator was Bruce's, Thor's and Loki's. Tony's was at the end of the hall; the door was across the wall separating Loki's and Natasha's and was directly in front of Loki as he stood at the other end of the corridor.

He gulped and walked slowly to Thor's door, not wanting Tony to hear him visit his brother.

He stood in front of Thor's door, still holding his shirt to his bleeding side and didn't bother knocking, worried Tony would hear it, and just walked in, quickly closing the door behind him and enveloping himself and the room in darkness. The landing light was on so it allowed a little light to filter in around the door but not enough to see and Loki knew Thor well enough not to want to wonder round his room in the dark, knowing he'd probably left Mjolnir and other heavy things lying around that he could hurt himself on. Also with the blood loss, he was pretty disorientated as it was.

He held his hand out, palm facing up, and mustered a green flame that licked at his hand as it danced just above his palm but it didn't hurt. He turned round to look around the room and saw he was right, Mjolnir was just two feet in front of him with the handle sticking up and his helmet and random pieces of his battle armor were strewn around the room. Thor was passed out face down on the double bed in the centre of the right wall with the blankets tangled around him, his blonde hair was a mess across the pillows and what Loki could see of his face. He was wearing plaid trousers and a gray t-shirt.

Loki cautiously avoided the armor as he walked over to Thor.

"Thor," He whispered when he was stood by the bed.

Thor grumbled but didn't move. Loki rolled his eyes and leant down so he was closer to Thor's ear.

"Thor," He tried again, harsher this time.

Thor's head shot up with a grunt and he looked around, bleary eyed.

"Brother? What's happening?" He asked, turning to sit up.

Loki shushed him and Thor looked even more concerned.

"Loki, what's wrong," Thor whispered, he noticed Loki was shirtless and looked down at the material in the hand that wasn't holding the flame.

"Tony," Loki whispered back.

Thor's eyes shot back up to meet Loki's and back down to his hand then up again.

"What did he do?" Thor pushed the blankets off him angrily.

"No, Thor," Loki dropped the shirt and held his hand out to stop his brother.

Thor's gaze fell to Loki's side and his eyes widened.

"Did he do that?" He was raising his voce.

"Thor, shut up," Loki panicked.

Thor nodded, sensing Loki's fear, and moved up, gesturing for Loki to sit on the bed. Loki sat down and Thor pushed his shoulder back so he was leaning against the headboard and moved so he was in front of him and could see the wound better. He bit his lip in thought and got up to retrieve a small bowl of lukewarm water and a washcloth from the bathroom attached to his room. Everyone had an en suite.

He crouched on the bed beside Loki so he was facing him and placed the bowl on the mattress next to him and dipped the washcloth into it, not taking his eyes off Loki's side. He rung the cloth out and wiped the dried blood from around the darker area. Loki cringed and tried not to pull away.

Thor dipped the cloth back into the bowl and squeezed it to get rid of the blood, tainting the water pink and wiped at the darker red area as tenderly as he could as not to hurt Loki.

Loki bit his lip and clenched the hand not holding the flame and Thor noticed the light flicker as Loki tried not to extinguish the fire and leant over to turn the lamp beside his bed on so Loki could put out the flame. He dropped his hand to the sheets beside him and clenched his fists in them as Thor continued cleaning the injury.

Thor's brows furrowed as he saw what the blood had come from.

"Loki?" He asked quietly. He looked up at his brother, the confusion obvious in his features. "What happened?"

Loki sighed and ran a hand through his hair, debating whether to tell him. He wasn't sure if he planned to when he'd come upstairs or if he just wanted his brother's comfort. He remembered Tony's threat. Or whatever Tony was now. It wasn't just a threat; it sounded more like a promise. Loki, being the God of Lies, had a knack for knowing when people were making empty threats or if they were genuinely going to follow through. There were little hints in the voice that gives it away but he heard none of these hints in Tony's.

He looked up at Thor, who was watching him carefully, the bloodstained cloth still gripped in one hand while the other was on Loki's shoulder.

Loki told him everything from when the elevator doors had closed behind Thor, right up to avoiding Mjolnir.

Thor had sat quietly and listened, watching Loki intensely.

"And you are not lying?" He asked carefully.

"What? Why would I lie about this? How else could I have gotten that?" He gestured at his wound before standing.

"Loki," Thor tried to calm his brother and jumped up to stop him when he went to storm out of the room, gripping his wrists.

Loki winced and looked down as Thor let go. He had bruises forming from where Tony had grabbed him. Thor looked down at them too and lifted Loki's arm to examine them, holding his wrist loosely between his thumb and middle finger. Thor bit his lip and pulled Loki towards him, hugging him as tight as he could without pressing on the bite. Loki stiffened before hugging back.

"I am sorry," Thor said as he pulled back. "I shouldn't question you on something like this. What do you intend we do?"

"Well, I'm going to my room and getting some books then going to the library to see what could be wrong. You go back to bed, I am sorry I woke you,"

He turned to leave again but Thor grabbed his arm this time.

"Do not be sorry. I want to help," Thor answered.

Loki smiled. "Thank you, but go to sleep. I will tell you if I find anything in the morning,"

"And what about Stark?" Thor practically growled his name.

"Leave him, if he knows I told you he might try and hurt someone else, just act as though everything is normal,"

Thor clearly didn't like the idea but nodded anyway. "Be careful brother, if he tries to touch you again call for me right away,"

Loki promised he would and left to go to his room. He grabbed some books, including the one he'd used to resurrect Tony, and went to sit in the library.

When he sat down he yawned and only just realized how tired he was but he opened the book anyway. He used a spell to detect what the last page it was opened at was because he was too tired to find the page and started reading over the spell he'd used.

The first bit didn't sound familiar at all. His brow furrowed and he pulled the book closer to read it better. As he read the last bit it started to sound familiar and his eyes widened. He quickly flipped the page back one page and read the first part of that one which sounded very familiar.

The page he was currently on was the resurrection spell he'd planned to use on Tony and the other was- he flipped the page over again. A demon summoning spell.

He thought back to what had happened in the lab and remembered dropping the book as Steve barged in.

The page must have flipped when I dropped it. He thought. He looked at the demon spell, briefly wondering what imbecile had decided to put a spell like that after a healing spell and read the warnings underneath.

'WARNING: This spell is dangerous and not to be undertaken unless absolutely necessary and prepared. Read what you can on this spell BEFORE using it. The demon summoned will be at random; therefore you will not know how strong/powerful it could be. Again, be sure you are prepared. The demon will be tethered to whatever human body is closest to the book at the time of the spell being cast so be sure to take that into consideration when preparing. THIS SPELL IS REVERSABLE (See page 704) but the reversing spell is very dangerous to anyone casting it. The demon will be mildly connected to the caster, spiritually. DO NOT MIX THIS SPELL WITH ANOTHER. Use this spell wisely.'

Loki sighed 'Mildly connected to the caster, spiritually. This explains why Tony went for Loki. He turned to the resurrection spell and looked at the warning.

WARNING: Do not mix with any other spells. Only use if you are experienced. The reverse spell is on page 703.

Loki rubbed his hand across his face. Well, he was experienced, that wasn't a problem, but it also says not to mix it with other spells. He was going over different scenarios of how to fix this in his head as he slowly fell asleep, unable to keep his eyes open anymore.

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