Oh, this is so cliché and romantic and I don't know what not XD
Chapter 4
Loki walked into the private elevator that he was showed to by the receptionist that was on her way home, but was kind enough to point him to the elevator that was slightly hidden from the entrance. He stood there, feeling the big box move up towards the penthouse and he had a nervous feeling in his stomach. He looked into the mirror for the second time since he walked into the elevator, checking his slicked back hair, opening his trench coat to show the white shirt and black vest and pulling his pants down just a few millimeters, so they hung on his hips just perfectly. The doors opened and he walked out a bit hesitantly, but his breath was taken away by the scene he was presented with. The room's light was dim, a romantic dim light, and near the big windows stood a long table, at one end of that table was silverware placed for two and in the middle was a candle. Glass clicking together was heard to the left of him. He hadn't realized that he had walked in further, mesmerized by the view and the romantic light that he had only written about in his book. He looked to the left where the clicking was heard and there stood the billionaire in black jeans, red shirt and a black suit jacket, his hair was all over the place, but it was charming to Loki.
The genius looked up and saw Loki. A charming smile appeared on Tony's lips as he took two glasses of red wine with him when he walked over to the handsome man. "Glad you're on time." He said and gave the glass to Loki, who had taken of his jacket. Tony took it and laid it on the couch back. "So, what does the romance expert say?" He asked and made a motion to the table, feeling a bit warm by the view of the handsome writer next to him.
"A bit cliché, but I guess it never gets old." Loki said as praise. "Only thing that is missing is two plates with spaghetti and small meatballs." He then said sarcastically.
Tony laughed. "No, no Lady and the Tramp here." He said and motioned for Loki to sit down at the place where he would have the view right in front of him. "But there will be pasta and Carbonara." Tony said and placed his glass by his seat and then walked over to the kitchen to get their plates with food. When he walked back, he noticed the way the light from the candle played on Loki's skin, making it look warm and almost golden. The genius shook his head, reminding himself that he can't have someone that is already taken. He placed one plate in front of Loki and heard him mumble a 'thank you' when he sat down on his seat. They ate, Loki complementing the food and Tony told him that it was ordered. They talked about various things like how Tony designed the tower, what Loki thought of New York when he moved here and then they talked about Loki's first book.
"Still having trouble with your second book?" Tony asked and poured them their second glass of wine.
Loki nodded as he took a sip of the wine. He swallows and Tony can't help but think of sucking on the man's Adams apple. "I can't decide on if I want to write a tragic story or just a drama." Loki answered looking down at his empty plate.
"Maybe your girlfriend can decide for you." Tony stated, mentally slapping himself for bringing something up that can make the wonderful moment disappear.
Loki knew that now was the time, the genius brought it up after all. But for once his tongue didn't seem to want to work with him. "Actually, I needed to talk to you about that." He started and started to drum on the dining room table.
"Do you want to move to the couch first?" Tony asked before the man could continue. If this was going to be a talk about feelings, he needed to be more comfortable. Loki nodded, they grabbed their glasses and Tony also took the bottle before moving to the couch. Tony pushed a button on the remote and a fire started in the fireplace. They sat down on the same couch, facing the city and the fire. Tony sat pretty close, but since Loki didn't say anything he didn't move away, enjoying how his knee brushed the other man's thigh.
Loki took a deep breath and looked down on his glass that he held in his hand. "I, actually, don't have a girlfriend." He told the genius and braced himself for an unwanted reaction.
Tony sighed and took a sip from his wine. Was he supposed to be mad? He wasn't, now he had a shot at actually getting this guy. But there were still questions lingering in his head. "Why did you lie about that?" He asked him simply and looked at the man beside him.
"It's a long story." Loki said and started to drum with his fingers on his thigh again. He seemed to do that when he was nervous or something.
Tony moved a bit closer and placed a hand on Loki's moving hand, causing Loki to look at him. "I want to hear it." The genius said with a warm smile and made small circles on the man's hand with his thumb.
Loki looked down at the rough hand covering his, trying to put everything together to make it an understandable story. "I guess it started in college. My stepbrother made me hang out with him and his friends, saying that I hanged out with girls too much and not for the obvious reason. I got along well with one of the men, a bit too much. I sort of had a fling with the guy and after a month I lost my virginity to him and we started to date." Loki felt his throat dry up, memories flooded his mind. He was brought back to reality by a squeeze on his hand and his eyes met chocolate brown eyes, looking at him with warmth. "We didn't date for too long because my stepbrother told our parents of our relationship. My stepfather wouldn't have it since it could, apparently, ruin his reputation as a well-known politician."
"Wait! You aren't related?" Tony asked with a frown.
Loki wanted to facepalm himself, but his hands were busy with holding a glass and being held by a billionaire. "I forgot to tell you that I'm adopted." He said and shrugged his shoulder.
"Oh, sorry. I interrupted you." Tony said and made a motion for Loki to continue.
"My stepfather told me to either end it myself or he would end it for me. I didn't want to know what he would do to me or to the guy I was dating, so I ended it. Then I told my stepfather that I wasn't really gay anyway, just experimenting. He said that so long I don't do it again he can forget it ever happened." Loki had taken Tony's hand and absently started to return the circles that the genius had made on his hand. "I met Natasha in college and we became best friends pretty quickly. She has a similar story to mine. She is in love with a guy she can't have because he isn't high classed like she is. So, we became each other's beards sort of. I was high classed enough for her parents to stop nagging her and let her be. In secret, she dates the guy she is in love with. I just needed a woman to cover me as I had one night stands with men in secret. And that's how it's been for the past five years." Loki looked up at Tony that had some kind of sadness in his eyes.
"Is that why you moved to New York?" The genius asked and grabbed his glass from the coffee table to take a sip.
"It's easier to sneak around when you are on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. And Natasha's love moved here and is studying to become a policeman." Loki told him with a small smile.
"Isn't it harder to sneak around when you are a famous writer?" Tony asked and placed his glass on the table again.
"Yes, and I guess I'm getting tired of living a lie." Loki said and looked at the fire.
"So, you are ready to come out of the closet?" Tony joked and earned a chuckle from Loki. "Do you want to come out with me?" Tony asked carefully and looked down on their hands that were still holding each other.
Loki looked up at him with wide eyes. "Are you sure you want to show the world that you are dating a man?" He asked him.
Tony chuckled. "Believe me. It will not be that big of a shock." The genius answered him with a smirk.
Loki smiled back at him and chuckled. "But are you sure? I have no idea what my stepfather will do when he finds out." Loki said with a serious look on his face.
Tony moved his leg up on the couch so he could turn fully towards him, still holding his hand and eyes locked with emerald pools. "I am Tony Stark. I like to see him stop me." He said with his cocky smirk. Loki was out of loss of words, he was lost in chocolate brown eyes and the words made him feel warm… or maybe it was the wine. The genius moved closer again, equally trapped by emerald green eyes and parted lips.
Loki felt insecure here, he usually was the seductive one. He was never nervous because he always told himself that he will never see the men he courted again. But this time he was going to see this man again and not just any man, the genius, billionaire, playboy philanthropist and narcissist. He was on thin ice here. It could break and leave him heartbroken again. His mind went blank when he felt lips ghost over his, giving him the chance to pull away, but he didn't. Loki closed the gap and places his glass on the coffee table before letting his now free hand settles on the genius neck. They moved slowly, a bit uncertain, both feeling this was new territory to explore and they wanted to explore every corner there was. Tony let go of Loki's hand, pushed gently towards the writer and made him lay back on the couch among the soft pillows, the genius over him with both hands in his hair, messing it up, but Loki didn't care. Tony asked for entrance into Loki's mouth by sliding his tongue over his lower lip. Loki's hands roomed over the genius back, letting out a moan as he felt the other's tongue slide over his. Loki felt Tony's hand move from his hair, down his sides and to the hem of his jeans. That's when he pulled away and put a hand on the strong chest. "Wait! I… I want this to be real." Loki tried to explain.
Tony looked at him confusedly and a bit hurt to be stopped. "What?" He asked calmly and sat up on his knees.
Loki got up to a sitting position as well. "I just don't want this to be one night stands like all the others I've had… and you as well." He stated, feeling stupid to ask this of the greatest playboy in New York. "I want to go out on dates with you and I don't put out on the first date." Loki said truthfully. He wanted this to be like in the books he had read and the movies he had seen.
The hurt in Tony's eyes disappeared and some kind of understanding appeared instead. "You want to take it slow?" He asked and stroked back raven black hair he had messed up.
Loki leaned into the touch and sighed in relaxation. "This is pretty much the first time I really date since college." He said and looked into brown eyes.
"It's okay. You sort of deserve real dates after five years of sneaking around." Tony stated with a smirk, but the smirk wasn't cocky or charming, it was sort of a warm smirk.
Loki leaned in and gave the genius a soft kiss. "Thank you." He whispered against red, swollen lips. He pulled away and looked at the digital watch that was shown on one of the windows, 21.34 pm. "I should get going, my friend might be worried by now and might send out her boyfriend to find me." Loki joked and got up from the couch.
Tony gets up as well, a bit disappointed that he was leaving already. "I can get Happy to drive you." He stated and picked up Loki's coat and gave it to him.
"It's fine, I'll grab a cab." Loki said and puts the coat on and buttons it before turning to Tony. "You surely didn't disappoint me." He stated with a smirk and looked over at the table, the candles was almost burned out. "And the food was delicious." He also complimented.
Tony came up to him, placed his hands on his sides and leaned in for a soft and longing kiss. "Text me when you get home." The genius whispered when they parted.
Loki was a bit breathless by the kiss and could only nod as a respond. Tony walked him to the elevator and watched him leave. When the doors closed the genius leaned on them for a while, replaying the whole night in his head and a smile appeared on his lips. He was dating, he hadn't dated anyone since Pepper and he doesn't even know if she counts. He was coming out of the closet and he was doing it with probably the most beautiful man in the world. Yeah, he could live with this and he is going to show the world that he can be the greatest boyfriend there is. No more playboy shenanigans here, no. He didn't want random girls or men. He wanted Loki and only Loki.
Loki got into the cab and immediately pulled out his phone, five unread messages and all from Natasha.
How's it going?
Is he good at romance?
You would text me if he was a dick right?
Are you having sex with him?
Why aren't you answering?
Loki couldn't help but laugh, earning a glance from the driver. Loki replayed the night and a small blush crept up his face that he tried to hide from the driver by looking out the window, biting his lower lip. When he calmed down he replied to Natasha's texts.
Sorry, forgot my phone in my jacket. On my way home now and I'll tell you all about it.
-Loki
