Inside Luke's room Thor fiddled with the TV, much to Luke's amusement. He sat on the bed, arms crossed and smiling, shaking his head. "Okay Goldy. Spill."

Thor looked over his shoulder as the channels wizzed by, "Spill, Lucas? What do you refer to?"

Luke raised an eyebrow. "Whatever's going on with you and Robin Hood out there."

Thor blushed, light pink, and Luke bit his lip to keep from groaning at the innocence of it.

"Clinton is…I am…there is…" Thor started, blushing deeper and growling, looking away as Luke laughed.

"Hey, don't be mad," he grabbed Thor's arm, "It's adorable. You're ad..," Luke stopped himself, "You like him. Right? Want him?"

Thor nodded, looking away again. "Alas, he is with the monster man."

Luke cocked his head. "Monster Man? You mean the Hulk? Shit, that sucks."

Thor looked at him, confused. "Sucks? I do not know this meaning?"

Luke smiled. "I'll explain it to you later, if you want."

Thor clapped him on the shoulder, surprised when he didn't fall over. "You are a good friend, Lucas."

Luke's smile faltered and he held back a sigh. "I try, Goldilocks. Now tell me about this Clint?"

Thor frowned, beginning to pace. "On Asgard, my people admire and acknowledge strength. I have told you this," he looked up at Luke, who nodded, "There were…problems…between The Monster and Clinton, and The Iron Man and Captain America. Clinton showed considerable strength in both body and mind during that time and I began to…admire…him."

Luke grinned. "In more ways than one."

Thor shook his head. "It is not only physical, this feeling. I…I have a wanting, to be around him. I cannot explain it. Nor do I know I should."

Luke's smile melted and he swallowed back the jealousy hearing Thor's description. When he'd seen the pair, the first thought in his mind was that Thor just wanted to jump the guy's bones but seeing the guy now it looked like he wanted to be with him in every way. The possessive being in Luke rankled at the idea.

He was surprised at how little time it took for him to grow attached to the God in front of him. Not even twenty four hours and it felt like weeks.

Luke sighed, covering his face. "Shit, Goldy. You're killing me."

Thor looked at him in surprise. "I do not understand."

Luke smiled, his exuberance all but gone. "Yeah, I know," he took one of Thor's hands in his own, enjoying the contrast between their skin colors.

"Lucas, what…?" Thor asked, bewildered.

"Look Goldy, are you into me? Are you…do you want me?"

Thor's eyes widened and he moved to step back but Luke held on. "No, no, you're not running off again. I want a straight answer."

Thor swallowed and whispered hoarsely, "I am…quite attracted to you, yes."

Luke smiled. "And you have all these urges when it comes to Robin Hood out there, yeah?"

Thor frowned. "If you are referring to Clinton, then yes."

Luke pulled him quickly to him, their bodies up against each other. He could feel Thor's breath on his skin and he leaned in close to the God's ear, whispering, "Then it's simple, really. You and me can fool around. You get your…urges…out. I get mine squared, and we're good."

Thor pushed him back roughly and Luke fell onto the bed. "Lucas! I…it is not GOOD! There is nothing GOOD about what you are saying! On Asgard, physical love is something…"

Luke stayed on the bed but raised himself up on his elbows, rolling his eyes. "Who said anything about love, Goldy? I'm talking about SEX. No strings. Hell, just once. We don't even have to do it again."

Thor paused. "I do not believe this is a wise proposal, Lucas. My people do not acquaint sexual congress so frivolously as to toy with it in this manner."

Luke stood then, pressed himself against Thor, smiling at the God's eyes widening at his hardness. "You have no idea what all your stupid BIG words do to me, do you? Jesus, Thor. I'm dying here."

Thor swallowed, pressing his hand against Luke's shoulder, then up his neck, his intake of breath sending shivers down Luke's spine. "I do not…think this is….wise."

Luke gripped the back of Thor's neck and pulled their mouths together for a devastating kiss that caused the God to grab onto him, growling against his lips. Their kiss lasted for several minutes, each dominating and playing with the other, tasting and learning, exploring each other's mouths till both men had to separate to breathe.

Thor met Luke's eyes and smiled, whispering shakily, "Will you teach me the ways of Earth, Lucas?"

He propelled Luke back and onto the bed, kissing him again softly. Luke groaned.

"I'd be happy to."

Thor smiled, kissing him again. "I quite enjoy kissing you."

Luke laughed, kissing him again.

So adorable. He'd never thought that about a guy before but it fit for Thor.

He rolled them over and pulled off his shirt, throwing it to the ground. Thor ran his hands over Luke's muscles and he bit his lip, closing his eyes. "Shit," he mumbled.

Thor sat up and pulled off his own shirt, throwing it to the floor as well. Luke let out a long whistle, his eyes wide. He'd expected the guy to have some muscles but Thor outdid him but miles. He licked his lips and leaned down, running his tongue over Thor's chest, making the God gasp, whispering, "Lucas…"

He looked up and saw the strain in Thor's face. He frowned. "What's wrong?"

Thor didn't look at him. "I have…never…"

Luke fell back on his knees, floored.

Shit.

He closed his eyes. "You've never done this…with another guy before," Luke finished for him.

Thor said, "No, I have not."

Luke opened his eyes. "Do you want me, Goldy? Now?"

Thor reached up and palmed Luke's chest, his eyes glazing over. "I…desire…more….at this time."

Luke laughed a bit. "Well that's helpful," he joked, leaning down and capturing Thor's mouth again, running his hands down the God's chest and under his waistband, making Thor gasp.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The scene I wrote as was is against the site's guidelines so I've posted it to my LJ and the editor for the site will not allow me to post a link though there is one in my author profile. My LJ name is kinneytaylor. There will be MANY scenes in this story I will have to do the same to, but I don't want to try and CENSOR them INTO SOMETHING MORE tame so this will have to do. Sorry.

Luke wanted to touch his face, kiss him again but stopped himself, clapping him on the shoulder instead and taking off his pants. He said nonchalantly, "It's no problem. Remember, no strings. No thank yous. Okay?"

He walked over to a dresser and opened it, not surprised to find a clean pair of jeans his own size inside and also a change of underwear. He headed into the bathroom and shut the door, locking it and finally catching his breath.

Luke leaned against the door, closing his eyes.

This had been a tremendously bad idea, if the way he'd just felt was any indication.

"Lucas?" Thor asked on the other side of the door.

"Yeah, I'm gonna take a shower. I'll talk to you later, okay Goldy?" he said, hating himself for dismissing Thor so callously.

There was a pause.

"Of course, we can have dinner together?"

"Yeah, sure. Maybe. Later Goldy."

Another pause.

"Yes, I will…see you later."

He listened to Thor's retreating steps and then the door closing, and then turned on the shower.

What the hell had he just gotten himself into?

For the mansion.

At board meetings he'd catch himself daydreaming about Steve, or about fighting this week's giant robot and Pepper would pinch the back of his neck leaning over pretending to ask him a question, glaring in that way of hers and he'd embarrass himself stammering out a lame answer and after about a week of it Pepper finally cornered him.

Since giving up the CEO job to Pepper things had been significantly easier but she still forced him to show up and use his office when the big clients came in so he was there now, texting Steve and smiling at the responses he was getting.

Suddenly someone yanked his phone away and he protested, and then stopped, sighing.

"I knew this was coming. Try not to wound me," he closed his eyes.

Pepper sighed dramatically, walking around the desk and throwing an arm over his shoulder.

"You need to figure this out, Tony. You're either an Avenger or you're Tony Stark. Or you have to have Steve move in with you or something because it's getting depressing seeing you come in here after he goes home the night before," she said, smiling.

Tony blinked.

He hadn't even thought of that. "Move in with me?" he tested the words out.

Pepper kissed his cheek and whispered, "Seriously. Think about it."

She walked out of his pseudo-office, shaking her hips in ways half a year ago he would have salivated over and now he just noticed offhand.

Tony laid his head down on his desk, sighing.

"Love is too fucking complicated," he mumbled, closing his eyes.

A few minutes later someone's hand was in his hair and he sighed, smiling and mumbling, "Mmm…that's nice," before lifting his head up quickly.

Steve stood on the other side of his desk, his eyebrow raised.

He was wearing a blue suit, Armani by the looks of it, and the man wore it extremely well. Tony felt himself grow excited just admiring him, swallowing. "Hi."

"I was told to be here at," Steve checked his watch, "One o'clock for lunch. It's almost one thirty, and I've been sitting over there," he motioned to the armchair by Tony's lamp, "watching you sleep for the past half hour."

Tony blinked. "I never called you."

Steve's already sour look got even sourer and he was deep into a pout when he mumbled, "I know."

Tony stood, hopping over his desk and sitting on it with his feet dangling. "I just…I don't wanna be one of those…"

"Couples?" Steve said, still frowning.

Tony reached up and grabbed his neck, pulling their mouths together. They kissed quickly and he breathed Steve in, closing his eyes. "No, I definitely wanna be that. I don't want to come off as super clingy or co-dependent because…"

Steve kissed him again, lifting Tony up off the desk and setting him on the floor while they kissed passionately, licking at each other's mouths till both men pulled away for air.

"Because we so ARE?" Steve finished, smiling.

Tony sighed, leaning his head against Steve's chest. "Kinda, yeah."

Steve lifted his head and put his hand under Tony's chin, making their eyes meet. "I love you, Tony. I want you to depend on me in any way you need to, anytime you want to."

Tony smiled, his cheeks reddening. "Okay."

Steve kissed him again and then let go, straightening himself. "Now about lunch," he said, starting to walk towards the door.

"Wait," Tony said louder than he intended.

Steve stopped and turned. "What's wrong?"

Tony ran over to him, took his hands and whispered, "Move in with me. Today. Right now."

Steve blinked, staring at him in shock. "I…"

Tony squeezed his hands, bringing them up to his mouth and kissing each. "I need you with me, Steve. I go to bed every night wishing you were there and I kick myself for not asking you to stay over and I feel so stupid even…."

Steve grabbed him then, crushing their mouths together and then pulling back enough to whisper, "Yes," as they continued to kiss, and then backing Tony up into the door.

Tony turned the lock and Steve laughed, pulling back. "Aren't we being a bit presumptuous?"

Tony grinned and licked down Steve's throat. "I call it planning ahead."

Steve growled, throwing him down onto the armchair.

"I knew there was a reason I loved you," he said breathlessly, loosening his tie.

Tony stopped him. "Don't. Leave it on."

Steve blushed. "What? I don't…"

Tony stared at him. "LEAVE IT ON. Please."

Steve's blush deepened and Tony took off his own pants, throwing them to the floor.

"Tony, this is just…" Steve said, starting to loosen his tie again.

Tony growled out, "I swear to God Rogers if you take off any piece of that suit I am going to kill you."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The scene I wrote as was is against the site's guidelines so I've posted it to my LJ and the editor for the site will not allow me to post a link though there is one in my author profile. My LJ name is kinneytaylor. There will be MANY scenes in this story I will have to do the same to, but I don't want to try and CENSOR them INTO SOMETHING MORE tame so this will have to do. Sorry.

He had given Thor a blow job seven days ago and to Luke it felt like seventy. He'd deftly kept the God at a distance, sitting with him at dinner or including him on meetings with Nick about the Magnum situation, but making sure when Thor tried to touch him that things stayed somewhat detached.

It was late after a particularly trying fight between the Avengers and some goons apparently called Hydra. Luke didn't know much of the back story; he'd only been there for the fight and hit a lot of guys in weird looking suits. Even that was weird. Thor had begged him to come along just once, to see what being an Avenger was really like and he had albeit reluctantly.

And damn if he hadn't enjoyed it.

The thrill of being part of the team, the adrenaline rush he'd gotten when punching some idiots face that deserved it and seeing Thor smile at him from high in the sky had been gratifying to say the least.

But it wouldn't last, this whole thing. He knew it and that's why when Fury was ready to set up his payback mission to Magnum and everything was done he'd go back to where he really belonged.

Luke pulled off his shirt, pants, and underwear, climbing under his sheets and groaning. The shower could wait, he was bone tired.

There was a knock at the door and he hadn't locked it, so he called out, "Come in."

The door opened and there stood Thor, his body covered in the same grime and blood Luke's own was. Their eyes met and Luke licked his lips. "C'mere Goldy."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The scene I wrote as was is against the site's guidelines so I've posted it to my LJ and the editor for the site will not allow me to post a link though there is one in my author profile. My LJ name is kinneytaylor. There will be MANY scenes in this story I will have to do the same to, but I don't want to try and CENSOR them INTO SOMETHING MORE tame so this will have to do. Sorry.

The room was silent save for their heavy breathing and Luke could feel the fatigue of battle finally overtaking him as he whispered, "Fuck."

Thor laughed, the vibration of it tickling Luke's skin and the sound going straight to his dick. "Yes, that was…thank you, Lucas."

Luke blinked, fighting a losing battle to stay awake. "Why?"

Thor didn't move and Luke couldn't, but he waited for an answer that didn't come. Sleep overtook him before he could ask again.

When he woke, the bed was cold and he was alone.