WARNING: MILD SMUT.
Disclaimer: I do not in anyway own these characters. All rights belong to Marvel etc.
NOTE: The words in Italics that are not contained in "" [and that stand alone, not in a sentence] are the characters thoughts and not intended for others to overhear. [ although it does sometimes happen.]
The words in "Italics" are a conversation intended to be heard between the 'mind link'.
[ still not beta-d]
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"It can not be what?"
Loki asked as Tony pushed away from him and ran to the elevator. His fingers jabbed at the buttons in a hysterical manner. His mouth opened as he searched for words to explain what he felt. The silence that had been there the whole time, that grew every day.
"They didn't move, Loki. No one moved when I left."
He turned and looked at the god, his pupils dilated with fear.
Loki stared at the man in front of him in confusion. He wasn't making any sense,
"Anthony... What do you mean?"
Tony smashed his fist into the button,
"THEY DIDN'T MOVE! Loks, they were just... Silent. Look, I can't explain it, but I need you to trust me right now. "
He furrowed his brow at the panicking man in front of him and tried to fit the pieces together before they heard it.
A hint of a song floated through the air from below and filled the silence.
The voice was familiar.
The color drained from Loki's face,
"Ó kæri guðum níu Realms...no."
Fumbling with the bracelets to call his suit, Tony made for the stairs. Loki gripped his arm tightly to stop him,
"Stop! You cannot simply rush in and attack this."
Tony's anger flared,
"Do NOT tell me what to do! Those are my friends down there being played with. I'm going down!"
"I was not telling you to abandon them, just listen a moment..."
Loki's voice lowered,
"We shall go in invisible, it will still sense us but we will make a harder target. Understand?"
Tony bites his lip and nods, calling his suit to him. Loki waved a hand and he shivers when something cold showered over his body.
"Hold my hand and have your weapons ready."
Tony gripped the god's hand and watched nervously as he crouched in a ready position. Loki's knees bent, ready for an attack, and suddenly they were down stairs.
Neither of them moved from their crouched positions, their eyes scanned the room for any sign of the creature. All they found were the frozen stares of the Avengers.
Thor stood where Tony had left him, half turned towards the elevator. His mouth was open a little as if he was about to speak. Clint was leaning forward off the couch as if about to jump up.
He felt like throwing up, seeing his friends like this.
Tony swallowed the taste of bile and thought to Loki,
"What the fuck is this?"
Instead of the god's voice a sickening giggle entered his mind. His eyes glanced at Loki quickly, finding the god looking just as surprised.
"You don't like my little set, Anthony Stark?" Drawled the voice quietly.
"You bet your ass I don't like it. Speaking of ass, why don't you show yourself so we can see who we're talking to?"
Tony's eyes flickered around the room, finding it hard to see now that the sun seemed to have set. He turned his night vision on before he realized something.
Wait a minute, it's three in the afternoon here.
The windows were jet black, impossibly dark for the city of New York. Started by a sudden blast of magic from his side, he turns to face Loki. The god was panting and looking around wildly with glowing green orbs around his hands .
"D-Do not touch me!" His voice rose into a shriek.
"Oh, but I missed you so dearly...Loki. The void is not the same without your screams." Spoke the voice, louder and more clear than before. Suddenly the god shot again into a corner, his eyes growing more wild.
"DO NOT TOUCH ME AGAIN!" He screamed. Tony came close enough to bump his shoulder gently, letting the god know he was there. Loki's eyes flickered his way and looked surprised.
"I can't see it, Loks, even with my night vision."
The voice came from right beside Stark's ear,
"What a darling nick name you gave my little Loki."
He could hear the toothy grin in its words,
" I think I shall use that from now on. What do you think, Loks?"
Loki let out a whimper before Tony interrupted,
"Sorry, can't let you do that. See, I patented that name. It belongs to me and only I can say who is allowed to use it. "
There was a pause before the darkness closed in around them, obscuring his view of his friends.
"You think you are very amusing, don't you mortal? Your quips and witty remarks are a shallow cover up for your fear."
Tony felt a breath on his neck and spun around to fire a blaster at it. He saw nothing but impenetrable darkness all around him and Loki.
"Loks I don't think-"
Loki froze, his body facing away from where the Iron Man had been standing. He turned slowly to look and found nothing but darkness. A soft wail escaped his lips as the darkness closed in around him.
He fell to his knees as pain burned through his chest as though his heart was on fire.
"N-no... Not him. Take anything but him." He begged.
Violent laughter shook the room from every direction.
"For one renowned for his wit, you are ever the fool. My dear, my greatest desire is always to do exactly what you do not wish me to do."
The voice cackled again and suddenly was whispering in the god's ear,
"He will be my meat puppet. I shall make him dance for me, murder his comrades, ruin his life."
His lip bled as Loki bit into it with despair and hatred.
"And when it is all done and over, I shall make him kill himself. Just for you, Loks."
The burning feeling intensified as the thing used Stark's nickname. The nickname he had, begrudgingly at first, started to like. The name only Anthony called him.
The name only Anthony was allowed to use.
His emotions spiraled out of control as an unnatural smile broke out on his face. Something inside him snapped and a psychotic laugh burst out of him. Th sounds of lightning filled the room, interrupting his moment of insanity. Looking up at the source of the crackling noise from within the darkness, he became confused. The sound grew until it was deafening, sending waves of pain through the god's head.
Suddenly, a blue light started to grow in the darkness. The sound of electricity ripped through the air as the light drove back the shadows.
"Loki?!"
Loki felt his heart begin to beat again and he shouted out in response,
"Tony!? Tony, where are you?"
His voice sounded strained and quieter,
"Loki, hit the deck!"
Hit the deck? What on earth was Anthony telling him to do?
There was the furious roar of a retreating beast and something brushed past the god on its way out. The blue light solidified and then exploded into the recesses of the room. Loki ducked and covered his head with his arms, his body shuddering from the shock wave. Sparks of electricity danced around his body, gently tickling his skin.
When he raised his head again, the room was filled with its natural NYC light. There was a collective groan from around the room as its inhabitants were finally able to move. Loki panicked and looked around for his lover.
"T-Tony?" He spoke softly, ignoring the complaints and questions from the rest of the team. He stood up and looked around the room desperately until he spotted the red and gold metal suit.
It was laying on the floor exactly where the blue light had come from.
Fear gripped his heart yet again as he ran over to the metal man. He found his mind probing for any sort of response.
"Tony.. Please speak to me?"
An arm reached up suddenly and tilted back the metal mask. Loki was greeted with the exhausted but pleased face of Tony.
"I'm fine, Loks. Just need a moment to get my legs back." He answered, his voice hoarse. Loki touched the mortal's face gently, fighting back a wave of relieved tears.
I was not going to start crying in front of the Avengers, much less my foolish brother.
Speaking of his brother...
"Loki! What sort of trickery have you pulled now!" Shouted Thor.
Loki glanced over his shoulder at a confused group of people. Steve had a hand on Thor's shoulder as if to calm the god down. The female was staring at the wall, expressionless. The only hint of her emotions were her hands rubbing up and down her arms in a nervous motion.
Loki sighed,
"Do not try to pin this on me, you all saw me leave before this happened. What, pray tell, do any of you actually remember?"
Tony sat up gingerly and let his suit fall away from his body. He felt stiff but his body was raging with energy. He glanced up at the faces of his teammates skeptically.
"I recall Tony was about to leave." Spoke Thor, sounding less angry.
Bruce had his head in his hands, not looking at anyone as he spoke,
"Tony was leaving and then I heard his...rustling sound. That was it until just now, with that lightning like stuff. "
Tony looked at the god beside him and frowned.
We're they going to explain this to them, or leave it ambiguous. He found Loki looking just as confused as he felt.
"I feel all stiff, like I've been sitting for hours." Clint spoke up as he rubbed his butt shamelessly. Tony raised an eyebrow and decided to settle with the short version.
"Okay guys, listen. I did leave, you just stopped uh... being awake before I actually left. I felt like something was wrong once I got upstairs but I couldn't place it." He frowned at the memory.
If he had only realized sooner...
He continued,
"You guys were sorta... Frozen. I mean, Capsicle here should recognize that feeling."
Steve glared at Tony for a moment before shrugging,
"He's right,actually, this stiffness in your body comes from being unable to move for such a long time."
Tony grinned,
"Anyway, we came down guns-a-blazin. Well, blasters, magic, same shit."
Thor was gazing at his unmoving brother beside Stark.
He interrupted,
"What was that, Loki?"
There was a heavy pause that caused a coil of fear in Tony's stomach.
No more silence for me today, thanks.
Loki cleared his throat,
"I believe you just had the pleasure of meeting our pursuer."
A few questions and plans were thrown around before Loki started ignoring the Avengers and focused solely on his lover. Tony wasn't looking as healthy as he would have liked. Ignoring some question about Belrog from Clint, ( which started a long explanation of Lord Of the Rings to Thor.) he places his hands on Tony's chest.
"What's up, Loks?" He asked, glancing down at the thin hands.
A second after he asks he feels the usual chill of Loki's magic crawl around inside him. Raising an eyebrow at his lover, he waits for an answer. Tony watches as the god's eyebrows drew together in confusion. It was rather cute to see him concentrating so hard.
It's nice to see it when we aren't dying or being attacked.
Maybe I should get him a Rubik's cube.
"Tony..." His voice interrupted Tony's thoughts.
"Yep? What is it? Don't you dare tell my I'm dying, it's not funny. Maybe a month ago it would be, but not anymore."
He rambled on, trying to sound his usual flippant self. He didn't want to admit that he was terrified of everything that had just happened. This was how he dealt with fear and stress, act like a smart ass. Loki started to smile, a small smirk at first until a wide happy grin filled his face. Tony stared and felt his fear stop in its tracks to stare as well.
"I guess I'm not kicking the bucket then? Unless I missed the memo about appropriate emotions for when your boyfriend is dying?"
There was a small flinch and a blush at the word "boyfriend".
Loki chuckles,
"You are not dying, Anthony. If you could shut a moment I will tell what has happened." He raised an eyebrow and got a sulky nod in response,
"That blue light, the electricity, that was you?"
Another quiet nod from Tony, this time his face looked concerned. Loki opened his mouth to speak and suddenly felt the attention of everyone in the room around him. He glanced around to find that everyone was indeed staring and waiting for what he was about to say.
Still smiling ( to nearly everyone's surprise) he spoke,
"Anthony, you just used magic."
An uncomfortable silence tried to fill the room, but was quickly squashed by Tony.
"Oh. Is that what that was? I thought it felt a little weird. " he looked down at his chest thoughtfully.
Loki shifted his hand from his chest and touched the arc reactor. Everyone in the room tensed at this, fingers found guns and arrows.
"What did you do, exactly? You should not have been able to use magic freely like that without learning about your core and the branches of the tree. " Loki asks, his hand still resting on the reactor. Tony frowns and looks at the god beside him.
"Honestly? I panicked."
The god raised an eyebrow and he continued,
"I freaked out when I lost you in the dark. I got pissed off and started shooting around kinda recklessly. Then I just..."
His hand went up to his reactor as well,
"I felt it there. I mean I usually feel something from my reactor, but It was so much stronger now. I just reached out and used whatever I could. I felt like it was exactly what I needed to make him leave."
Loki was smiling with pride and a dash of amazement. His mortal lover, finding magic and using it for the first time against something twenty times more powerful.
And it ran away.
Bruce's face suddenly popped into the god's field of vision. Loki bit back a snarl at his closeness.
"You seriously just performed magic,Tony?" He asked.
Loki couldn't hold back a snarky remark,
"There is no performance in magic, Dr. Banner. It is not one of your 'Broadway Shows' for mortal amusement."
The doctor looked at the god for a moment and nodded apologetically.
Tony gave him a look that clearly read as " calm down before you snark everyone to death."
He kindly ignored it and removed his hands from Tony's chest, refusing to move any further away. Banner started poking at his patient, checking his pulse and his eyes. When he pulled up Tony's shirt, exposing the bare skin with the reactor, Loki stiffened. He was not allowed to look at Tony's chest like that. He's not allowed to touch him like that.
Only I can do that...
He felt an unusual feeling crawl up his throat. He bit his tongue when he recognized it as jealousy. Heat threatened to rise in his face at such a childish emotion. He felt anger settle in at the entire foolishness of the situation.
What was he doing, becoming a lover of a mortal? How small and moronic this relationship was, and to get jealous over it?
Tony had stopped paying attention to his friend's doctor babble when he saw Loki tense. He watched his lover remain stiff and unmoving after Bruce had pulled up his shirt.
Oh...
"Hey, Bruce? As much as I like putting my body on display for people,"
A snort sounded from the couch,
"I think I'm physically fine. I also think I should save myself for my boyfriend."
He watched as Loki twitched at "boyfriend" again and the green eyes rose to meet his. There was a silent question in them that he nodded automatically in response to. Bruce looked flustered and pulled his shirt down.
Tony grinned at his friend,
"Thanks buddy. I'll let you run some tests on me if I manage to play with magic again."
Thor waited for a snarky response to Tony's phrasing and smirked when he heard none. So Tony was allowed to make fun of his brother's precious magic?
"Well guys, I'm officially beat. It was fun, the whole emotional roller coaster. Oh, and the thing attacking, what a pleasure." Natasha rolled her eyes,
"I'm gonna' head upstairs and crash if anyone doesn't mind?"
Clint laughed,
"You're asking us? What if we did mind? You two haven't exactly explained everything."
Tony stood up shakily and smirked,
"Then I guess I don't give a fuck. I'm going to sleep, suck it Legolas."
Clint laughed harder, Rodgers stared at them, confused and embarrassed.
Loki was curled around his body like a large muscular cat. Their faces were close together, their noses nearly touching. After the excitement of the afternoon, this was extremely comforting. Neither of them felt like sleeping, so they just lay there together and breathed.
After a short while, Tony asked a question that had been bugging him,
"Hey, what did you mean by 'find my core'?"
The god blinked, coming back from his drifting thoughts. He had expected the question a lot sooner.
"Your core is the center of your being or your soul. It's where all your energy or magic stems from. When I was a young child I discovered it by accident." Loki smiled at the memory,
"I surprised my mother by filling the room with her favorite flowers just by thinking of it. "
Tony whistled, impressed,
"So you're some sort of magic genius?"
Loki laughs,
"I suppose I am. I was much more advanced than any of my teachers. Regardless, it takes a while to draw the magic out correctly and by will. What I did with the flowers was an uncontrolled burst of power. My mother knew I needed a tutor immediately, before it became dangerous." He frowned and looked away over Tony's shoulder.
Tony watched his favorite green eyes grow sadder at his memories.
He leans close and nuzzles into the god's neck,
"You really love your mom, don't you?"
A soft sigh of air brushed against Tony's neck.
"I...do. Although I am sure she no longer loves me. I am unsure if she ever did, being the monster I am."
Tony growled and bit down on the neck in front of him. Loki grunted and leaned back, surprised.
He glared at his lover,
"I said already, you are NOT a monster. I doubt she thinks that if she knew all along and still cared so much about you. Don't go insulting her like that."
Loki stared at the mortal, ignoring the zing of pain from his neck.
He bit me!
He's like an animal.
A bubble of laughter trickled out of him. Tony glared at him.
"I...I am sorry. I know she still loved me before everything that has happened. Right now I am unsure of what she knows... It worries me."
His voice grew soft.
Tony looks at him strangely before suddenly capturing Loki's lips. The initial surprise wears off and he deepens the kiss, sliding his fingers through the mortal's soft brown hair. Tony moans in response, sending a pleasant shiver through his body. His tongue pokes at Stark's lips tentatively before gaining entrance, his body craving more contact with him.
After some time Tony reluctantly breaks the kiss, letting out a content sigh. He has kissed a lot of women in his time, but there were no lips quite like a gods.
Maybe just this god.
His eyes fell on the thin pink lips he had just enjoyed. Loki's tongue darted out to lick them, as if to capture any remaining taste of Tony. He felt arousal coil up inside his belly and his heart started to race.
All this from a tongue?
God damn, he is hot.
The bell to the elevator chimed from the living room. Someone was coming up to see them. Tony panicked, his first thoughts went to the creature they had just fought.
Loki raised an eyebrow at him and chuckled,
"Do not fret, I would know if it were him. I believe it is my brother."
"Should we bother moving? I'm way to comfortable right now." He asked Loki, a smirk growing.
Loki chuckled and looked over Tony's shoulder at the door. There was a faint knock and before he could answer, Loki was kissing him again. The god pushed him on to his back, straddling his waist. The kiss became more passionate and rough as more knocks were heard.
Thor's voice sounded through the door,
"Brother? Anthony? It has been an hour, we had hoped to eat together."
Tony shuddered and tried not to groan into the kiss, afraid that Thor would hear them. He felt Loki gently grind down against his waist, sending a new wave of pleasure throughout his body. He knew his body was reacting already to the passionate kiss, but this was the last straw. He pressed his hips up into the god, letting him feel the obvious hard on he had. Thor's muted voice asked something and the door was suddenly swinging open. Tony couldn't even register what was going on outside of everything Loki until there was a strangled gasp that finally caught the attention of both of them, causing the kiss to end.
Loki, his head still leaning low over Tony, glanced over his shoulder at his brother. Thor thought his brother never looked more cat-like in his life. His body was like a panther, leaning over his dying pray. He frowned at the sparks of amusement in the green eyes facing him. He knew Thor would come in and probably had planned for him to see them doing such things.
He let out a sigh,
"Brother, stop using Tony as a way to make me feel uncomfortable. Please come down soon, we wish to eat together and Banner has become...grumpy."
Loki laughs as he shuts the door behind him, shaking his head to remove the images burned into his brain.
"Well that ruined the mood a lot." chuckled Tony. The god looked down at him and felt a stir of happiness inside at the dazed look in Stark's eyes. His smirk grows into a cheerful grin before he leans down close and kisses Tony softly.
"let us join your friends for food, since the atmosphere has been ruined by my dear brother."
Tony snorted and gave the god one more thrust with his hips,
"You did it on purpose didn't you? And here I thought you actually wanted me."
Loki grunted at the thrust and tilted his head to the side, leaning up and looking down at Tony.
Tony swallowed the rush of desire he felt when the god looked down at him from above. Loki's face was lustful and proud. It was by far the damnedest sexiest thing he had ever seen.
The god purred,
"I do want you, fool. I may have put on a bit of a show for my brother, but do not think I would go that far only to use you."
Tony blushed as his eyes traveled down the god's body above him, finally spotting proof that the god wasn't lying.
Oh fucking hell, he's just as turned on as I am.
Oh my god, I am not gonna be able to walk if this keeps up.
Tony wriggled a little,
"I think...if we are going to go eat, you should probably move." He smiled.
Loki tilted his head more and slithered his hands up into Tony's shirt.
"Why should I?"
"Because if you don't I will show your brother a much more traumatizing scene of me bending you over the table and-"
Loki snorted and moved off of him,
"Alright, fine."
Sitting up, Tony leans over close to his lover's face and mutters,
"What are we, Loks? Is it okay for me to keep calling you my boyfriend?"
The god's eyes widened at the question,
"I... was not sure until recently as to 'What we are'. I know we are connected by so-called 'fate', but always felt the need to do things my own way."
Tony felt his heart drop at his words, a frown forming on his face. Loki suddenly tensed and tentatively brushed his fingers over his cheek.
"Fear not, Anthony, I consider you my...lover."
A blush formed on the god's pale face, sending Stark another zing to his gut.
Jarvis' british voice interrupts them (as usual),
"Sir, you team has made threats that I fear I should not repeat if you do not come down soon."
Tony snorted and stretched his arms above his head, already regretting agreeing to eat with them.
"Those jerks. I let them live in my tower and this is how they treat me? Jarvis, tell them if they're gonna threaten me, I can lock them in that room with no food until they beg me to come out."
Loki huffed with laughter and stood, pulling Tony up with him,
"I do wonder sometimes, Anthony, if you are the better villain here."
"Don't sell yourself short, sweet-cheeks. I haven't demanded any of them to kneel yet."
Loki rolled his eyes at the nick-name and thought to him,
"Keep that up and I shall start calling you ljótur api."
Tony frowned,
"Jarvis, what is Ljortur Appy?"
There was a pause as the AI processed information.
"I believe, if I heard you not remotely correctly, It is ' Ugly Monkey'."
Tony sneered at the god,
"Whatever, Babe the Big Blue Ox. Let's go eat before Bruce hulks out."
Loki smiles and kisses his lips once more,
" Whatever, love."
They both appeared downstairs, Tony blushing furiously, and proceeded to order obnoxious amounts of pizza.
So, some fighting, some fluff. Yes?
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