Chapter 3

AN: I forgot to mention this before, but this fic is an alternate timeline take on Thor and Avengers Assemble, so it includes events from both of those films ;P

The next morning, Tony woke up with his face in the pillow. He tried to sit more upright, but as he moved, he felt a small shooting pain in his lower back and fell down with a groan. 'Fuck... Must've really gone for it last ni...' His thoughts trained off as he remembered what Loki had done to him.

He could almost feel Loki's breath ghosting across his neck and the shiver went straight to his cock, but as he turned to look for him, he found himself naked and alone in his bed.

"Sir, Miss. Potts is in the building."

Tony groaned and buried his face in the pillow again. "What does she want?" He asked, his voice muffled slightly by the fabric.

"I expect she has work for you sir."

Tony sighed heavily, not feeling up to doing anything right now. He gave it a few seconds before gently pushing himself upright and perching on the end of his bed. He rubbed his face tiredly then grabbed a pair of sweat pants before leaving the room in order to find her. Before he left, he glanced back at the bed and his face crinkled as he saw the mess they'd made the previous night.

"J, remind me to have those washed before I sleep there again." He said as he exited, totally unaware of the cum stains still on his upper body. He didn't bother putting on more clothes because it was only Pepper, and she'd seen him with a lot less on, so even though they weren't dating anymore, neither of them were bothered by it.

As he walked out, he held a hand to his lower back and rubbed it.

"Tony, I've got s-" Pepper stopped when she saw the state Tony was in but coughed awkwardly and carried on. "Some things that need your attention. Please actually read everything before you sign it. Make sure he does it by Monday morning Jarvis."

"I will endeavour to do my best Miss Potts."

"But Pep, do I have to?" He wined as he made his way into the kitchen and poured himself some already steaming coffee. "I'm tired." He pouted before lifting a mug to his lips.

Pepper almost snorted. "I'm sure you are. Anyone I know?"

"No." He shook his head. "That guy I told you about last night..." He said then found himself blushing slightly as he remembered memories from the previous night.

"The one who told you he was the god of mischief and lies?" Pepper suppressed a laugh. "You went out looking for him then?"

"Uh no... He came here..." Tony said, frowning as he tried to think up how. "Did you leave the place unlocked as you left last night?"

"Jarvis deals with the locking systems. You sure you didn't tell Jarvis to let him in? You were pretty drunk last night."

"Ugh, I don't know. I didn't want him to..." He trailed off and blushed again but shook his head. "He kind of just appeared... If that makes sense?"

"Jarvis?"

"Sir invited him in."

"Yeah, earlier in the night but I thought he declined and then he..." Tony mumbled the last part into his mug as he took another sip. "Anyway, he didn't just come in. You would have seen him otherwise as he came pretty much seconds after you left."

"Sure you didn't just get your events muddled in your drunken state? I hardly think it's likely that he just... Appeared. Unless he is actually the Pagan God and he used magic." Pepper smirked as she dropped the stack of files onto the counter in front of Tony with a loud thud. "Will that be all Mister Stark?"

Tony winced at the noise and only then realised he had a headache. "Well how do you explain how he disappeared from the room then reappeared in my bed?" He paused then shook his head. "Whatever, I doubt you're going to believe me. Anyway, yeah, that'll be all Miss Potts."

She nodded with a smirk and then walked away, the steady click of her heels echoing through the room, leaving Tony to his own devices. He rummaged through the cupboard for some painkillers before giving in and asking Jarvis.

"Bathroom cabinet sir. Above the sink. It advises you take two with a glass of water and not consume alcohol within 4 hours of taking them. Although I'm sure you will ignore that completely."

"Yep." Tony replied quickly, walking into the bathroom with an empty glass then popping two in his mouth with some water. As he drank the rest of the glass, he got thinking about what had happened and what Pepper had said about 'Loki' being a Norse god... Was he a god? He certainly had the looks, moves and skills to be qualified.

"Jarvis, search up 'Loki Odinson.' Let's see what we can find on the guy." He asked as he wiped himself clean with a towel, noting to take a shower later after he'd done some non-Stark-Industries work.

Holo screens appeared in the living area with various displays depicting golden palaces, muscular men on horseback wearing Viking-style helmets, a giant snake, and a giant rainbow. Jarvis pulled up a Wikipedia page of a leather and gold clad man with porcelain skin and giant gold horns. "Loki Odinson, son of Odin King of Asgard. Rumoured to be the biological son of Laufey, king of Jötunheimr and Odin's enemy. As the God of Mischief, fire, and lies, Loki has a reputation for trickery and for his sexual prowess. He is talented in magic as well as deception. After this, the description of him becomes a little... Stranger. Would you like me to continue sir?"

"Uh... That's okay J, I can read..." He said slowly as he trailed off. Could that have really been the Norse god last night? Everything fit but logic... Gods didn't really exist did they?

He spent the next few hours scrolling through various web pages, finding out everything that he could about the god. Some things sounded impossible, like "Giving birth to a horse? Seriously? Who comes up with this stuff...?" He found out information about tales of his trickery, and a load of other stories too.

"Hey Jarvis, could you trace the energy signature he gave out last night and locate him? I think we need to go and ask the guy from last night a few questions..."

"Already on it sir." The A.I answered promptly. It took his a few seconds, but his searches proved futile. "I'm sorry sir, the signature of energy the man known as Loki Odinson emitted last night is no longer on earth.

Tony's eyes widened. "Say that again?"

"He is no longer on earth."

"Well shit." Tony said, running a hand through his hair as he sat back on the sofa. 'No longer on earth? Okay, this has to be the same guy, but... Shit.'

"Jarvis, put a tracker on his signature. If he comes up on the radar again, let me know where."

"Of course sir."

Tony sighed and stood up to get a refill of coffee, telling Jarvis to save all this stuff to his private server to look at in more detail later. After getting his drink, he then disappeared down into his lab to work on a new suit design that he had been thinking about the day before, when Loki had entered and forced himself upon him. Tony shivered slightly at the memory then left.

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The hot water of the bath soothed Loki's muscles and took then tenseness from his shoulders. As he felt himself relax, he let his mind slip back to the previous evening.

Believe it or not, he his intentions on Midgard had not been to bed the mortal Anthony Stark, although he wasn't complaining now that he had. The man intrigued him, more so that any other Midgardian he had met before.

It was something about his arrogant genius what led him there, and the way his eyes sparkled when his thoughts were dirty. Perhaps Loki could use him. He could be useful in removing any pent up frustration brought on by Thor's coronation in a week. Loki sighed and let his head sink under the water.

Thor. His arrogant, big headed older brother. 'That fool is to made king of Asgard? Ha! He couldn't even rule a herd of Bildgesnipe. He isn't fit to be the king... Not yet at least.' Loki thought. He couldn't understand why the All-Father had decided it was time.

"Brother?" Loki heard the muffled voice, and debated staying under the water. "Brother, where are you? The guards told me you were here. This is no time for illusions, I want to speak with you."

Loki's head shot out the water, soaking the floor around the bath. "What?"

Thor seemed genuinely surprised that Loki wasn't just hiding with magic. "What were you doing under there?"

"It's called a bath Thor, what do you expect I was doing?"

Thor didn't say anything and watched as Loki got out of the bath, searched for a towel, and then started to dry himself. "Won't you join us on the hunt today Loki? I missed you last time."

Loki moved on to drying his hair, standing shamelessly naked in front of Thor. But they were brothers, had been for eons. It's not like they hadn't seen everything before. "Well I did not miss your vile friends."

"I will let you keep the pelt of whatever beast I slay."

Loki seemed to ponder this for a moment, letting the towel fall to the floor. "Fine. But I want to skin it myself; your servants did a terrible job of a perfectly good skin. Also I want Fandral on the horse furthest from mine. I will ride between you and Hogan or Volstagg."

Thor followed Loki to his bedroom where he began to dress.

"Where were you last night? You missed a glorious feast. And it was practice for my coronation, I would have thought you'd come to join in the joyous festivities?" Thor asked as Loki pulled on a pair of leggings and a loose shirt. He would magic his armour on later so there was no need to put many fancy things on to walk around in before they left.

"Field trip." Loki smirked to himself "I was studying part of the nine realms. If I am to be chief adviser to the king, I must learn about all in great detail. Last night I was studying the mortal inhabitants of Midgard."

"Oh aye?" Thor said, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded in front of him and an amused eyebrow raised. "I know that look brother, were they good?"

Loki's smirk grew and he shared a look with his brother. "You know I care not for Midgard, but there was one who I found particularly... Riveting."

"Loki intrigued by a Midgardian? There's a first. What is she like?" He paused. "Or he perhaps?"

Loki's smile grew. "He is somewhat considered a king among the mortals, is at least as powerful as one. I found him diverting at least."

"A king you say?" Thor chuckled. "No wonder you found him interesting. Will you be seeing him again? Or was it a just a glorious one off?"

"I doubt he will still be alive the next time I visit Midgard. A pity maybe I could make a gift of him to myself." Loki grinned "I could keep him under the floorboards so that the Allfather would not find out."

Thor looked scandalised before he seemed to realise what Loki was doing. "You tease brother."

Loki grinned even wider. "Oh the look on your face." His armour shimmered on as he left the room, clasping Thor again on the shoulder. "Tell me you won't become too boring once you are king?"

"With you by my side, Brother? I doubt life will become dull enough to become it myself. Now," he placed his a around Loki's shoulders and grinned widely. "Let us hunt."

Loki rolled his eyes at Thor's enthusiasm but smiled anyway. Hunting trips could be fun.

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"That was GLORIOUS! Especially when you baited and captured that beast Loki. Truly a tale to tell for the ages to come." Volstagg exclaimed as he jumped, well, sort of fell, from his horse as the hunting party returned from the hunt. Sif, Fandral and Hogun followed in pursuit but Loki and Thor remained astride a moment longer.

"I particularly enjoyed the part where Fandral's horse turned mysteriously into a donkey."

Fandral narrowed his eyes at Loki then shook his head. "Yes, I wonder..."

"Oh come along friend, it was merely a harmless piece of jest. No harm was done." Thor called out to him as he dismounted. "Right brother?"

"Well if Fandral had kept his promise to you and to I, he and his flirtatious tongue would have been far away from me and it may not have happened."

Fandral merely shrugged as he handed the reins of his horse to a stable boy. "Well, it is not my fault. You intrigue me Loki. You know I am never one to silence my desires." He raised his eyebrows suggestively at Loki.

Loki sighed and dismounted. Fandral flirted with everyone. The two had spent a number of nights together when they were younger, and Fandral was particularly smitten. Well, so was Loki. Until he discovered that he didn't have to stick to one person for his entire life. Loki became somewhat of a sexual connoisseur over the years of sampling from each of the nine realms (well, most of them. Some were completely beneath him. Jötunheimr, for example.) And Fandral had become what the Midgardians may call an 'old hat'. "Perhaps one of your maidens would be happier to endure you if you didn't promise a performance that you can't quite live up to. Maybe then you'd stop bothering me."

"Oh ho! Is that a bit of jealously I hear Loki?" Fandral smirked as he walked over to him. "I sometimes think you miss me."

Loki snorted. And let his eyes shift to Fandral's pants. Either some rolled up socks in there or he was bigger that Loki remembered. "How could I miss that?"

"Hey, come along you two, do not fight and ruin this day." Thor said, holding up his hands and he stepped in between them. "And Fandral, you should know better than to go after my brother. Surely you remember what happened the last time when you went with others behind his back..." He growled threateningly but quietly, which was enough to make Fandral hold up his hands and take a step back.

"Okay, don't worry, I am merely jesting. Although the offers there if you want it?" He leaned around Thor and raised bus eyebrows suggestively at Loki, who snorted then walked off.

"Slefja." He muttered as he walked off, then smirked as he heard Fandral shout after him,

"Hey! That was one time and I said I was sorry!"

The others gave him weird look but he just shrugged them off and followed them all inside with some guards carrying the kill behind them.

"I have already promised Loki the pelt." Thor told the servants before they carried Loki's beloved animal away. "He will go with you."

The servants nodded then headed off with Loki, but before he walked off, Thor grabbed his arm and gave him an amused look. "Slefja?"

Loki nodded and grimaced. "When we kissed."

Thor also grimaced then shook his head and chuckled. "That is unfortunate Brother, I will see you later for the feast?" Loki nodded then Thor thumped his shoulder. "Very well, until later."

"What? Stop looking at me. I don't know what you expected?"

Sif shook her head and snorted as she walked off, Hogan and Volstagg in pursuit, raising their eyebrows at him while they walked off. Fandral sighed then looked up at Thor. "Not going to live that one down for a bit, am I?"

Thor chuckled then clasped a hand to his shoulder and smiled. "Never mind friend, the people will be too busy talking about my coronation soon enough, so I doubt it will ruin you."

Fandral smiled then the two of them left in separate directions.

AN: By the way, 'Slefja' means dribbler in Old Norse. Reviews are always appreciated, and I hope you are enjoying this so far :)