Round and round I go addicted to the numb livin' in the cold

And there it was again. The bruise. Put there by Loki and his anger. He studied the large purple spot on his chin, the right not the left this time. Once again so different from the previous marks, even when Loki punished him he never lashed out in anger. For pleasure yes, but never anger.

He knew he wouldn't see Loki again till Tony saw fit to go and get him. He didn't feel like talking to the god right now. Talking him in to coming back. First Tony had to talk himself in to wanting Loki back. But he knew he would, Tony knew he would always chase Loki back down convincing himself it would be different this time. This time they would be able to stay together, but no matter what he convinced himself of a small part of Tony knew. Knew that it could never be. Knew that it would happen again. Knew that they couldn't help but hurt each other.

But he also knew it was worth it for those small moments of calm and those hot moments of passion link to long moments of pure love. Knew that no matter how many times they did this both of them would come back thinking this was the time. The time to mend things and never brake them.

Would they ever be able to stop hurting each other? Stop running and running from their hearts?

The End

Authors note- So this is my first try at explicit stuff I would really appreciate knowing how it went. If I should do more or if I shouldn't. What could have been better (I know the spelling and grammar suck, so sorry I'm working on getting some one to edit). The song is Runnin' by Adam Lambert. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!