Odin glanced to Loki, his eye accusatory and disapproving, then looked back to the man kneeling in front of him. "There should be no frost giants here in Asgard, it is far more likely that it was a criminal, who had the clever idea of making the murder out to look as if it was one who committed it. I shall come and investigate, and if it truly was a frost giant, then I will find him and I will punish him personally for his crimes." Odin turned to leave with the guard, giving Loki one last look before disappearing around the corner.
Loki was shaking after Odin walked away, and it was taking every ounce of his strength to keep the façade of being Tony up. He glanced to Thor, and nodded, starting to walk very quickly towards the Bifrost, angrily wiping away the stray tears making their way down his face.
He paused outside the entrance to the bridge, waiting until Thor joined him before walking in with the thunder god at his side. They approached Heimdall carefully, 'Tony' opening his mouth to speak, but Thor cutting him off. "Heimdall, we require passage."
"I know. You wish to go to Midgard Thor, I also know that you are not who you appear to be, as I cannot see you." he stared at 'Tony' as he spoke, narrowing his eyes. "There is only one who has been able to prevent me from seeing him before, so do not think I do not still know who you are." He sighed, closing his eyes. "This is an unwise decision my prince, know that if your return poses a threat to Asgard, as when you went into Jotunheim, I shall not open the Bifrost, and you shall be left there in Midgard indefinitely."
Thor nodded, then glanced to his brother before departing with him. They landed in an vacant lot, on the outskirts of the city that Loki had nearly destroyed three years previously. The god of mischief stumbled away from Thor a bit, regaining himself and looking around, keeping the guise of being Tony Stark up just in case they were spotted.
Thor however, was more concerned about how his brother might be feeling after what his father had said in regards to frost giants, but before he could open his mouth to ask Loki if he was alright, the smaller god cut him off, pointing to the approaching car with a frown. "Looks like we have company Thor… Let us hope that it is not the man of Iron in that car, or we may have hit a slight speed bump." Loki put on a smile, watching as the car pulled up and despite their hopes, out stepped Tony Stark, genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, and most importantly at this moment, narcissist.
Tony looked at Thor with a small smile, then looked to Loki, shifting his sunglasses down to look at him with slightly narrowed eyes. "Now… Not that I don't totally dig the look, I mean I am rocking that suit, but I would love to know how I am looking at myself." he walked over to Loki, circling him before stepping back in front of the man, leaning in to look into his eyes. They looked at each other with the exact same expression before the real Tony raised a brow, pushing his glasses back up and leaning back, crossing his arms. "Well come on… Me." he chuckled, then his face went serious once more. "Explain away."
Loki smiled widely, a lie quickly coming to him as it was what he was best at. "Well, Tony, I am you." he nodded. "I was doing some research a few years from now…. Seeing if I could replicate the power of the Tesseract in it's transportative qualities, and I found myself up in Asgard. I explained everything to blondie here, but he really didn't grasp the quantum physics involved…" he shrugged, then looked Tony in the eye, seeing that the man actually did believe him. "Long story short, in the future, man… I have a time machine. Only problem being the damn thing's still there." he laughed, "So I have no way back…"
"Oh, that's not a problem… I'll take you back to the tower… Thor, you can… chill in the spare room or some shit… and you.." he grinned at his twin, "can show me the stuff you were working on… If I can do it in the future I can certainly help me do it now." Tony gave Loki a wink, then clapped him on the shoulder, leading him back to the car with Thor trailing behind, looking somewhat confused. The Thunder god sat between the two identical men, frowning softly as he tried to follow what was going on.
Had Tony actually believed Loki's lie? Thor supposed he might have believed it as well, had he not known the truth already, but he was still a bit worried that something would happen.. Such as Tony discovering the time machine did not exist… Or Loki losing a hold of his magic and turning back into himself…
Thor pulled Loki aside when they got to Stark tower, the building's namesake busy with a phone call and not paying attention to the brothers. "Loki what is your plan? You cannot stay in this form indefinitely, can you? And what of this… this time machine that you spoke of? What will you do when the man of Iron wishes to see proof of this? Brother, I worry for your safety, please… Be rational about this!"
"Thor, calm down. I do not intend to allow Stark to get as far as to question the validity of my science. I have a plan, which will afford me the protection I require from the man, as well as prevent him from revealing my presence to anyone else." he nodded, then patted Thor's shoulder. "Just watch me Thor… You'll see…" He walked away, joining Tony at the doorway and walking with him inside.
The two Tonys went to the bar, both reaching for the same bottle of aged brandy and laughing, one grabbing glasses and setting them out while the other poured the liquor. Loki raised his glass to the other and gave him a wink, smiling a crooked smile. "To our good health…" he clinked his glass against Tony's, then tossed back the liquid, coughing lightly in the exact same way Tony did seconds after.
Tony poured them each another glass, leading Loki over to the couch and sitting beside him, making small talk for a while about various things… Thor watched from across the room, frowning as he attempted to figure out what on earth Loki's plan could be. The thunder god was even more confused as to the plan when, two drinks later the billionaire had shifted closer to the image of himself, Loki carefully setting their empty glasses on the table before placing a hand on Tony's knee.
Loki slowly slipped his hand up Tony's thigh, smirking as he saw the desire building in the other man's eyes. Everything was going as planned… Loki didn't factor in however, that he would not be in control of the entire situation. Before he could register what was happening, Tony had reached over, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling him close, kissing him tentatively at first but quickly turning the embrace into a fiery, rough exchange.
Thor's heart leapt as he watched Tony kiss his brother, and he fought back the sick , angry feeling that suddenly bubbled in his gut as he observed them. What was that… He wasn't… No. Thor, you cannot be jealous of Tony… You must be jealous of Loki, that's it… Yes… You have feelings for Tony… Yes that must be… That has to be it… Then why do you want to kill him right now? Thor… Stop this… You can't want that… You can't go over there and rip Tony away from Loki… He is your brother… It is not as if he is your lover… What reason have you to be jealous?
As the thunder god struggled with his emotions, Loki had climbed into Tony's lap, attempting to regain some control over his situation. The god of mischief knew Thor was watching, and smirked to himself, kissing the man more deeply, moving a hand up under his shirt and rubbing at his abdomen.
Tony pulled away just a little, looking at Loki with wide eyes, pupils blown in arousal. "Shit… Tony…" he chuckled weakly, then swallowed dryly. "Bedroom. Now. Unless you want to fuck in front of Thor there… He seems a bit floored by us anyway…" He chuckled, then groaned as Loki nodded, reaching down and groping him in place of a verbal response. The two men walked out of the living room, Tony leaning on his twin and stumbling just a little.
Thor watched them leave, then stormed out of the tower, going down the street in a huff. This was absolutely ridiculous. He couldn't fathom why he was getting quite so upset over the fact that Loki was in all likelihood going to have sex with the man of Iron… Perhaps it was because Stark was a friend of his .. Perhaps that was why the idea upset him so greatly…
Meanwhile, back in Stark tower, Loki and Tony had reached the bedroom, mirroring each other as they removed their clothing, tossing it in opposite corners of the room. The two men met in the middle of the room, Tony grabbing onto Loki's waist and pulling him close, kissing him deeply once more. They remained in the center of the room, kissing and rubbing their hands over each other's bodies until Tony growled, biting the god's shoulder roughly. "Fuck.. Tony… I want you now…" the god gasped out, pushing him over to the bed.
As the two men fell onto the bed, Loki rolled them so that he was laying on his back and Tony was laying between his legs. Tony looked down at him curiously for a second, then caught on, realizing his twin was giving him permission to be the one on top as to say. He leaned down, kissing Loki on his lips softly as he reached down between their bodies, positioning his cock at the other's entrance. Tony didn't bother asking if he was ready, pushing in slowly and grunting as he fully inserted himself.
Loki gasped and hooked his leg around Tony's waist to allow him easier access, shivering and moaning softly as he allowed himself to relax, moving his hips in slow back and forth motions. The god didn't have to speak, his nonverbal confirmation that he was ready enough for the billionaire.
Tony started thrusting slowly at first, gradually building speed as Loki moaned and yelped softly beneath him. As Stark thrust harder and faster into him, Loki tilted his hips, manipulating the angle of the other man's thrusts to hit into his prostate. The god let out yells and near screams of pleasure as his cock slammed into the sensitive flesh over and over, clawing at the man's back and leaning up, biting into his shoulder.
"Ngh… Fuck… Tony.. God damn it… Yes…." Tony grunted out, nearing his climax as he continued to pound into the writhing, moaning mess that was Loki. "G..God… nearly there man… Nearly there… Fuck… Tony!" he cried out his own name, releasing hard into the other's prostate and grunting. Loki released a moment later, tightening around him and splattering his chest with his seed.
They lay there a moment, both panting hard as they caught their breath and looking into each other's eyes, grinning at nearly the same instant. "Fuck…" Loki breathed out, then chuckled. "That was… Awesome Tony…"
"Course it was…. It's me and me fucking… How could it not be awesome…" Tony laughed, then pulled out, laying beside him and reaching over, trailing his fingers over the other's arc reactor, slightly amused by the glowing on his fingers. "That's so cool… I'm such a genius…" he chuckled, then nuzzled close, passing out.
Loki pulled the covers up over them, letting the magic go and closing his eyes, allowing Stark to snuggle close into him. The god drifted off to sleep after some time, the man's warm body warding off the nightmares.
Thor returned to the building about half an hour after Loki and Tony had fallen asleep, going to the room the billionaire had told him about and laying on the bed, still trying to convince himself that he was not jealous of Tony, and that he did not… could not have feelings for his brother.
In his dream Thor had given in to his feelings for Loki and had told him, with disastrous results. The god of Mischief had turned on him, verbally tearing him apart as well as physically assaulting him, telling him how disgusting and immoral he was for even considering such feelings for his brother, though he may not be related by blood, Loki sneered at him, they were still so close, and it was so wrong….
He kept trying to explain to Loki how deeply, and how much he loved him, but to no avail. Loki continued attacking him, growling low as he spoke, specific insults stinging in a particularly painful way… Unworthy… Disgusting… Wrong… Immoral… Perverted… Thor woke with a gasp, gripping at the bed sheets and panting, trying to gather his thoughts as he recovered from the horror of the nightmare. He lay there for some time before falling back into his slumber, resolve once again solidified to resist the temptation of Loki….
