Well, 60 views by now. -o-; I was a bit worried for a second there. I'm glad you all are reading this, truly, and I really appreciate your visits. :D
DISCLAIMER- As always, Lucian is mine, Loki and Avengers are Marvels. (Lucky, lucky group they are...)
~Three days later~
Knock knock knock.
Lucian was stirred by the persistent sound of someone at his bedroom door. Mumbling in annoyance, he opened the door. The young magician's sleep clothes were some indigo pants, and a matching shirt with gold trim. His curly black locks were messy, gold eyes dull with the deep magic induced slumber he had been in.
Before him, was the same, strawberry blonde, Miss Pots, and Steve. Lucian stared at them, eyes asking, 'The fuck you want?' more than his mouth ever could. Pepper answered his unspoken question with practiced authority, "We are taking you out to get some clothes. No limit, we're on Tony's budget."
Didn't she know how to make a man smile, or what?
Lucian grinned, all grogginess forgotten as he snapped his fingers. In a split second, his hair was stylishly teased, he had on a pair of black jeans, a plain indigo tee, and his favorite leather jacket over it. Steve kind of stared on in awe. It was amazing to know magic was real, but seeing it in action, was just that. Amazing. Lucian stared at him for a second, inquiring, "Is there anything wrong, Rogers? You act as if you have never seen magic before, surely Loki has displayed it before your team." The super soldier smiled warmly, shaking his head, "It's hard to marvel at something when it's trying to blast you into buildings."
Taking a moment, Lucian nodded with a dry chuckle, "Fair enough."
As they departed, Tony emerged from the kitchen, whistling an off tune, and he passed Loki's slightly cracked open door. He peeked in, pleased to see a slender form on it's side, silently sleeping. Tony Stark, being himself, stepped in, eyes locked on Loki.
Hot damn, the guy was fine.
Tony bit the bottom of his lip, and as he kept staring, his eyes travelled downward, tracing the elegant slope of his slowly rising and falling side. Tony looked back up at the god's angular face, only too see him staring back.
Tony turned a bright shade of red, his blush deep as Loki stared at him in in utter amusement, "Do you like what you see?", his voice was low, taunting, even. Tony was still staring, this time in a nervous way. Loki chuckled, a surprisingly pleasant sound coming from the trickster, and he repeated, "Do you like what you see?"
"Uh-Well yeah."
"Good, then this won't be awkward."
Loki leant up, standing to put a cold hand behind Tony's neck, and kissed the billionaire with a passion that shocked him. Tony was stunned for second, but smiled, leaning into the Aesir. Obviously this wasn't Loki's first rodeo, nope. As much as the other Avengers said he needed to get laid, get a girlfriend, Tony was sure, that since the god had this skill, he definitely, was not a pure little angel of virginity. Nope.
As their lips parted, Tony sighed softly, his nose behind Loki's ear as they now both caught their breath. Loki leant back, smiling slightly as he stared into Tony's brown eyes.
"Now, tell me, how long was it going to take you to kiss me?"
"I was planning to try and put mistletoe here and there and seduce you."
"Oooh, how cute."
Tony smiled, his nose brushing Loki's neck softly, and only then, did the two notice Clint's shocked face, and frozen form.
"I didn't know you guys were a couple!"
Loki and Tony both jumped, pulling him into the room and shutting the door with haste. Thor, at the moment, was watching TV, and Odin knows what would happen if he heard.
"Barton, shut. The. Fuck. Up. We literally just became a couple. I don't need that oaf Thor trying to bludgeon my new boyfriend, right, Tony?"
Tony's heart fluttered. He called him Tony. The billionaire looked like he just got every birthday and Christmas all wrapped up in one day. He just nodded, the glee clear on his face as Loki grinned in that devilish way of his.
Hawkeye took a moment to process this, but then he started grin along.
"Fuck yeah, I'm the first to know. Like a hawk boss."
"Now, don't tell anyone yet, we aren't sure how Thor is going to take it."
The agent nodded, and left, looking very pleased that he was the first to know.
~Later in a group chat~
Tony= OMG CLINT THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME
Clint= I had a feeling you two'd end up together, you look at him like he's the hottest thing ever
Tony= Yeah, I got him to get some regular clothes, HIS ASS LOOKS GREAT IN SKINNY JEANS
Clint= Oh wow xD
Pepper has joined chat room
Pepper= Who's ass?
Tony= Uh
Clint= Well
Tony= You
Clint= See
Loki has joined chatroom
Loki= Hey Tony ;) Miss Pots, me and him are a couple now :D
Pepper= Aww how cute congrats guys! :3
Tony= *O* Wait you're cool with it?
Clint=...hawkward
Pepper= Lol yeah I figured you two would end up dating
Loki= Me and Miss Pots talk frequently, Tony. I tell her about a lot of things xD
Tony= WHAT? I feel left out! This is unacceptable :(
Loki= Hush love, I'm coming up to your room, okay?
Tony= Yes please ;-;
Clint= EW you two sound domestic
Pepper= Lol, just got back with Lucian and Steve, we got Lucian a Stark Industries smart phone from your inventory like you said to Tony.
Tony= Clint, go kiss Nat, and thx Pepsi
Clint= FUUUUUUUUU-
Clint logged out
Pepper logged out
Loki logged out
Tony logged out
~Back in the tower~
Loki and Tony were perched on the love seat together, watching the movie Aliens, the first one to be exact, with the whole group. Clint and Natasha were sprawled out on the beanbag, with Natasha laying her head on the other agent's chest. Pepper was on the big couch with Steve and Bruce, with a huge pail of popcorn in the middle of the whole group. Lucian was chilling out on a recliner, watching in peace.
Was this what it felt like, to belong?
The wayward thought was interrupted by Thor carrying a platter, full to the brim with toasted pop tarts. "I have brought us the tarts of popping to share!", the god settled beside Bruce, only to end up staring at Tony and Loki.
Lucian frowned, but then, he began to understand the reason why the god was gawking.
Loki had his head resting on Tony's chest, arms wrapped around the billionaire's waist, and Tony's legs were tangled with his, the two looking very content. The only thing that kept Lucian's jaw up was the fact that his chin was rested on a pillow.
Thor, however, did not keep his composure.
"STARK GET YOUR HANDS OF MY BROTHER."
Run Tony, RUN. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, which I found a whole lot more fun than the others. The chatroom was actually inspired by another story that I have read here, but unfortunately, I cannot find the original story. D,: Well, please rate and review, and be ready for quite a bit of updates. 3