Chapter 5: Epic nightly adventures starring Loki
"Okay. So if anyone asks you, Loki fucked shit up and got away... again!"
"Anything for you Mr. Stark!" Happy said with a wink. Tony have had to offer him major raise for this. But it was fine. He was way too rich anyways.
The three men got out of the car. They were in the more decadent, bohemian quarters of the city. Steve smiled in recognition. He had been hanging out there a lot in the 40's before the serum.
"I know this place," he said happily.
"I've been beat up in that alley. And that one. And behind that theatre!" Tony looked at him with a fond smile.
"No more of that after the serum, huh? It's a shame though. I bet you looked super cute back then." Steve blushed. He would say something but Loki cut him off.
"Not only cute. Beautiful like an elf-prince too," he said while winking at Tony.
"Would you like to see for yourself?" Tony's eyes were on the size of dinner plates.
"Could you do that?" he asked with a breathy voice. Loki flipped his hair with a smug grin.
"Well of course! That would be the easiest of things. Do you mind Stephen?" Steve frowned nervously.
"Will it go away again?"
"Yes. You will return back to normal when the early sunlight hits your skin."
"Come on Steeeeeve! I wanna see!" Tony pleaded with those big doe eyes pointed directly at him. That should be illegal. Steve sighed.
"Okay then... But don't get disappointed, Tony. As I recall I was pretty average looking. Nothing interesting." Loki and Tony send big toothy smiles to each other and Loki stepped forward, wavering his hands over Steve's body and the big man felt himself suddenly growing small again. It didn't hurt but it sure felt weird.
"Don't be frightened," Loki whispered and stepped back again eying his work with an appreciative smirk. Steve smiled shyly and turned to face Tony who was staring shamelessly at him with wide open eyes and a dropped jaw.
"So what do you think?" Steve asked turning around.
"MOTHER OF DICKS!" Tony roared and ran forward sweeping Steve from the ground swinging him around.
"YOU ARE JUST SO PRECIOUS! THIS REALLY IS THE BEST DAY EVER!" Steve laughed and accepted the manhandling. There were nothing he could do about it in that state anyways.
They went to a shabby but cozy bar with red silk wallpaper and candlelight, at first, were they tried bohemian Absinth. Tony apparently thought that the drink was made for Loki. They talked and laughed like they had been friends for years and Loki told them great tales about all his male encounters. And even about those few ones that Thor apparently had experienced in his wild youth which made both Steve and Tony shit bricks. He then made them die a little bit by telling them the story about how he and Thor once had to dress up as bridesmaid and bride to get Mjölnir back from the the frost giants, that had stolen it once.
Then they went to a gay club. At that point Steve's world was spinning (that absinthe was some strong stuff) and Steve felt like he was celebrating with fairies. Well fairies, guys covered in glitter. Potato, tomato? He could probably have hooked up with a good share of them but of some reason he was only dancing with Tony who was spinning him and swinging him around like the guys from his age had done with their ladies.
But Loki... Loki was really ruling the place. Tony had found the right one to teach him how to be fabulous because that word surely did describe the guy. He was at the moment doing the most unbelievable moves on a pole.
"See! i told you this was a good idea! That guy is awesome, why are we even fighting him?" Tony said. Steve laughed.
"Because he is trying to take over the world once a month? But you're right he is pretty cool." Tony spinned him around again and then dragged him into a tight embrace as the music changed to something slower. - Stephen Grant Rogers! What do you think you are doing! - the Captain America voice was yelling in the back of his head as Steve slipped his arms around Tony's waist. - Miss Pott's would cry if she saw you two like this! - Steve smiled weakly as he rested his head on Tony's chest. - Fuck everything! Tonight he is mine, so shut up cap! -
"And once again I am finding myself doing Freya's job," Loki muttered to himself as he watched the two men slowdance completely in their own world.
"Isn't that just adorable... i think I have to throw up a furball... Bwadrr!" He then turned and grabbed a scrawny guy with turkish hair by the arm.
"Come on pheasant! We will now dance!"
"Oh the moon! It is beautiful! We have to dance under it to honor it!"
"Oh that would be magical, Loki!... No Tony I am not that drunk... okay I am."
And then they could be found running into a small park where no gardener apparently had sat his foot in quite awhile. Loki ran in between some trees and Steve and Tony was following him. They were holding hands now. And then they danced in the moonlight like it was the last night on earth.
Eventually they became so exhausted that they collapsed on the ground. Loki set fire to a stone?
"I am not only the god of mischief but also the fire." And they gathered around the magic campfire. Tony's back against a three with an arm around Steve.
"Why are we enemies?" Steve asked softly. His eyelids were starting to feel heavy. Loki's face became serious for the first time in a very long time.
"It's too late for anything else," he answered.
"You know... If you stopped destroying everything, we could take you back to the tower... uh! And then you could totally become an avenger... and then..."
"And then Fury would get really mad! And he would lock not only me, but us all in a lab, but it would be totally worth it! Oh... now we have to do it!" Steve cut Tony off. Loki smiled a weak smile.
"I would like that but I am afraid that it might be my purpose in life to 'fuck shit up' as you pheasants call it."
"Why?" Steve asked.
"I just want a little respect and I can't get that in other ways. Because else they are all like: 'Oooh look at Loki, he looks like a girl muhahaha!' on Asgard or: 'Loki got pregnant again! What is it this time? A cow hohoho!' Yeah I gave birth to a horse! So what? I did it to save their arses! And then when I destroy everything they are all like: Wow dude relax! We were just kidding and then they leave me alone... Brutes. I hate Æsirs!" Steve and Tony send sympathetic glances to each other.
"They sound just like the jocks on my old high school," Tony muttered.
"Mine too," Steve added.
"But don't they respect your magic? It is pretty impressive." Loki sighed.
"It is women's magic..."
Tony woke up when the first pale sunlight shone through the treetops. He looked down and saw a blonde head resting on his chest snoring softly. Loki was gone. They must have dozed off. Steve was again back in his tall muscular form as Loki had promised. He gently ran his hand through the blonde's hair while softly calling out the his name.
"Steve... wake up. We have to get back to the tower. Maybe we can sleep a couple of hours before the other wakes up." Steve's eyes slowly fluttering open.
"Where's Loki?"
"He's gone?"
"What are we gonna tell Fury?"
"We figure something out. Come on we have to get back."
Then they walked back to the tower on the empty streets in silence.
They found to their own luck the whole tower asleep. They stopped in the hallway on the way to their rooms.
"So tonight was..." Steve couldn't even finish the sentence. Like Tony had said It really had been the best night ever! Tony didn't answer right away he looked up into the soldiers eyes. He hadn't really noticed how long his lashes were before. And how red end perfectly plump his lips were. He stepped closer and placed his hands on the blonde's shoulders. He slowly ran them down his chest and around his waist. Steve looked like he were going to say something but Tony was faster. He raised himself slightly on his toes and pressed his lips against the other man's.
For what felt like a way longer moment than it really was, Steve's world was exploding in fireworks, rainbows and kittens. His eyes widened at first but then closed as his own hands found their way around the inventors waist. Kissing Tony was the best thing he had felt in his life so far. But then suddenly the other pulled away. The big, brown orbs widened in terror over what he had just done. He backed away slowly with the lips slightly parted. Then he turned around and ran away.