Chapter 11

Aimlessly walking around had never been one of his hobbies which was why he was not doing it now, although he certainly looked like he was. Tony ambled around the top floor of the avenger's tower in search of Loki. He had not seen him since he had left the room after finishing his tea that morning.

After working on his suit for more hours than he could remember, Tony had dragged himself away to search for the god, who now proved impossible to find. He had already checked the obvious places like the kitchen and it was hard to miss if someone was in the living room, he had also checked the smaller living room which had built in bookshelves on every wall which were filled with books that he had barely touched. He knew, however, that Loki had sought them out not long after his first arrival at the tower. The shelves were now all arranged neatly with different shelves for, what Tony assumed, were different genres (he had never personally checked).

Obviously Loki's bedroom was one of the first places he had checked and now, with nowhere else to look, Tony began to wander back to his own room. The time he had dedicated to his search was far longer than he had planned. It was now dark outside every window he passed but in the far distance he could see a lighter blue that clarified that it wasn't too late. Still, he was tired from his work and decided that Loki didn't want to be found so once he reached his bedroom, he opened the door and stumbled inside.

JARVIS immediately turned on the lights, sensing that it would be Tony's first demand. With the lights now on, but slightly dimmed, Tony was able to see his room and his bed and Loki. Yes Loki was leaning back against the headboard with a book in his hand and the other resting by his side. His expression showed mild interest as his eyes skimmed across the page he was currently on.

"I'm sorry but isn't your room just down the hall?"

"Yes it is, but your bed is far more comfortable," Loki answered, not looking up from his book.

Tony rolled his eyes even though he wasn't angry. In fact he was the opposite. For a while he had been looking for Loki all over the top floor of the tower and now here the god was, on his bed, totally relaxed, enjoying a book. Things had definitely changed.

"So are you staying here or what because I'm going to bed?" Tony asked, moving around the room and shamelessly removing his t-shirt revealing his chest and well-toned stomach.

"No I have other plans."

Reaching to his left, Loki set the book down on Tony's bedside table that was mostly empty except for one of his many Stark Pads. He then flicked his hair so it was no longer falling in his face before lifting himself up and repositioning so he was kneeling instead.

Tony hadn't moved from his position next to the bed and now, seeing as Loki was directly in front of him, he really didn't need to. Bending forward ever so slightly he put his hands lightly on the side of Loki's neck and guided his face upwards in order to capture his lips in a kiss. The god eagerly responded and pushed up against him so their bodies were pressed together. Deepening the kiss, Tony slipped his tongue into Loki's mouth who hummed in approval. The sensation travelled down Tony's body ending in his groin that twitched in response.

He had long since forgotten about sleep and was now far more interested in making more delicious noises escape Loki's mouth. Pushing him back against the bed covers, he moved over him without breaking contact.

Loki let out a surprised cry when Tony suddenly brushed his fingers down his sides, moving dangerously close to his, now very interested, area. Smirking to himself, the genius dipped his head and nipped at the soft skin at the bottom of Loki's neck before tugging his loose shirt off and throwing it onto the floor.

"Uh uh uhhh, not this time," Loki muttered breathily.

"What?" Tony asked absently, being far more absorbed in shifting himself in between the god's legs.

"You may have had control for the first time but not today."

With that Loki easily flipped their positions so he was now on top and could take full advantage. Not waiting another second, he began to slowly grind his hips down against Tony making him groan in pleasure. Loki continued with the movements as he mapped out Tony's shoulders with kisses. First he circled the bottom of his neck before skimming down until he reached his arms. Then he started to move lower where the light of the arc reactor illuminated his face in a light blue hue.

He traced his fingers around the cool metal circle and was surprised to see Tony visibly tense. After explaining the story a few days ago of how he came to have the arc reactor, he had not mentioned it again. Obviously he still did not fully accept it or else he had not got used to others touching it. Maybe it was a trust issue. Either way Loki wanted to relax him, he wanted to be trusted. So slowly he circled the metal again with his long fingers before running his tongue lightly over Tony's tender skin that surrounded it. A gasp escaped Tony's lips telling Loki that this action was much appreciated. Repeatedly running his tongue over the skin had the genius totally relaxed in no time. He was putty in Loki's hands.

Loki was still grinding his hips down against Tony's who was now bucking up to meet him. The movements were becoming more desperate, both wanting more friction, more contact. Moving to the side so he wasn't fully covering the other, Loki removed his trousers and then helped Tony with his own. Now only thin layers of fabric separated their straining cocks. But in a second they were gone, removed, flung across the floor where they lay without a purpose.

Hands began wandering, touching, teasing. Loki made Tony open his legs even wider, giving him enough space to fit in between. The genius's eyes never left Loki's as he popped a finger into his mouth and sucking on it before moving it down and teasing his entrance. Tony groaned loudly when he felt it penetrate him and slowly began to move in and out. After some time another finger was added and then another, each time causing the noises escaping from his lips to rise in volume.

Suddenly they were gone and Tony was left with an empty feeling that Loki was happy to fill. He nudged at Tony's hips, encouraging him to raise them up so it would be easier to enter him.

Fumbling with a draw on the right side of the bed, Tony produced a small bottle which he handed over to Loki.

"It's been a while and I'd rather not be walking funny all week," was his response to Loki's puzzled look.

The god nodded and smirked, then uncapped the bottle and emptied some of its contents into his hand which he rubbed languidly up and down his length. Satisfied with his work, he regained his position and guided his cock to Tony's prepared entrance where he began to slide inside.

A mix between a gasp and a moan was released from between his lips as the warmth enveloped him and the tightness hugged him. He stopped pushing when he was mostly inside and waited for a sign to continue.

Tony's head was thrown back, exposing his neck that Loki wanted to suck on but he refrained. Instead he watched Tony get accustomed to his size because as he had said before, it had been a while. Opening his eyes, he looked up and met Loki's piercing green pair and nodded.

Loki held firmly to his hips to steady himself before drawing out and thrusting back in. It started off slow, with short breaths and muttered curses but as time passed the rhythm increased causing louder shouts, deeper moans and harder thrusts.

Keeping up the pace Loki leant down and kissed Tony's neck, occasionally biting but not causing too much pain. He sucked on the soft skin leaving darker patches that showed he was marked, that he belonged to someone and Tony didn't care one bit.

When they both felt their releases nearing, Loki grabbed onto Tony's cock and pumped it in time to his thrusts while his face was brought down into a deep kiss. Their tongues swirled and danced around each other as their releases hit. Loki came deep inside of Tony and continued to rock his hips as he rode out his orgasm. Tony released on Loki's hand and stomach but the god didn't seem to care.

By the time they were done they had no breath left to care and simply collapsed down onto the soft covers. Loki rested his head on Tony's chest, listening to the beat of his heart and the faint hum of the arc reactor. He began to slowly trace his fingers round it again and this time Tony did not tense. There was trust there between them.

"Is Thor going to kill me?"

"I doubt it," Loki answered quietly. "And if he tries, I will stop him."

Tony smiled at that, at the thought of Loki defending him. It was a nice picture to imagine, no one had ever fought for him before, no one had really defended him before. It was always, oh there's the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, he has enough money to sort his life out, he can buy anything. But now Tony knew it was true, you couldn't buy happiness because it isn't a physical thing. He knew now that it had to find you.

Running his fingers through Loki's hair he began to feel very tired. It had been a long day and he had stayed up longer than he had planned (not that he was complaining). As his eyes drifted closed he felt Loki shift against him and drew his arms tighter around the god.

"Night Loki."

"Good night Anthony," Loki mumbled, sleep clouding his mind.

"So who do you think Bruce will ask to be his best man?" Clint asked, shovelling a large spoonful of cereal into his mouth and crunching loudly.

"I would say Tony," Steve replied, sending the archer a disapproving look. He'd asked him hours ago if he wanted breakfast and he had said no yet now here he was cramming food into his mouth as though he was half starved.

"Really?" Clint looked thoughtful for a moment. "Actually yeah you're probably right, I mean I barely knew the guy before S.H.I.E.L.D asked him to help us out and after everything he has always been closest to Tony."

Natasha, who had been absorbed in a magazine, looked up at the pair discussing things on the sofa. She had preferred to spread herself on one of the arm chairs, meaning she could take up as much space as she wished without upsetting anyone. With her legs draped over the left arm and her head resting on the right, she was very comfortable.

"You know our invitations said we could bring a plus one, does that mean Tony is going to bring Loki?" She posed the question in hope of a constructive answer seeing as she couldn't come to a conclusion herself.

There was a silence as they all contemplated the matter. Steve had become far more accustomed to the idea of homosexual relationships being accepted making it easier to talk about the subject. It had been a few days since their conversation with Tony at breakfast where he had admitted that he and Loki were in fact an item, and now with their heads clearer it was easier to think about the topic of the future.

"I'm not sure because would Bruce really let Loki to his wedding? I know we trust him now but still, it's a big ask and also does anyone except this to go on that long. Bruce's wedding is still a few months away," Steve answered.

"Well they sound pretty serious, I mean did you guys hear them the other night?" Natasha said, flinging her magazine onto the coffee table.

"I think I'm glad I didn't," the Captain responded.

"You never know, we could be hearing wedding bells again in a few years," Clint laughed through another mouthful of cereal.

The other two shot him a disgusted look but made no further comment on his behaviour.

"I don't think Fury will let it go that far."

"Oh come on Tasha, Tony already said himself that he doesn't listen to Fury. He sets the rules and Tony just stamps on them."

On the other side of the room the lift dinged and the doors slid open soundlessly. Assuming it was Bruce coming back to check on things or picking up forgotten paper work, the team didn't bother stopping their conversation.

"Well they do seem to like each other, I mean Tony definitely likes Loki and, I haven't personally asked Loki, but he seems to like Tony as well seeing as he's sitting with him down in his workshop right now and Bruce said that they were actually a confirmed couple," Steve finished, before jumped out his seat as a massive bang sounded.

"What the hell?" Clint cried, springing to his feet and turning in the direction of the lift.

Thor stood frozen by the doors, his hands clenched into fists and Mjolnir embedded into the floor.

"Oh my god Thor it's not how it sounded," Natasha said quickly, also rising to her feet.

Turning on his heels, Thor marched off down the staircase that they all knew led to Tony's workshop, not bothering to listen to the excuses at the team were calling out to him. In seconds he was at the glass doors. Without bothering to knock, he threw the door open but luckily JARVIS's controlling system managed to stop it before it shattered against the wall.

"Hey Thor buddy," Tony said, putting down his tools. "How was the trip?"

Totally ignoring Tony, Thor stomped over to where Loki was settled on one of the work benches. The demi-god stared down at his, still considered, brother.

"What is going on here?" He demanded.

"I'm sorry?" Loki asked innocently.

"I've heard that you and the man of iron are involved and I thought it necessary to check."

"Necessary to check? It has nothing to do with you," Loki replied incredulously.

"It is true then?"

"Yes."

An awkward silence formed in the room as Tony edged slightly behind Loki just in case Thor was about to throw him a punch. He was very glad to see that Mjolnir was not grasped in the god's hand.

"But brother, this is not a wise decision at all. The Allfather will be furious!"

"I am not your brother and I may do as I wish. The Allfather is not here and if he really has a problem he can come here himself. I do not care if you believe the decision is not wise, it is mine to make, not yours," Loki said defiantly, gaze not wavering from Thor's blue eyes.

"You should consider this more carefully, does Tony know about the future, about your plans?" Thor said, anger creeping into his voice.

"There is nothing to tell," Loki answered coolly. "But maybe you have something to say as to why you sent a Midgardian stripper to my chambers?"

"What? I had no idea that was what they were, if I had then I would not have even considered sending them."

"Either way it is of no more importance, this situation has nothing to do with you. A relationship is between two people, not three. Your opinions are irrelevant, your words are unimportant and your actions are your own, I have no part in them."

Finality screamed in his words and Thor received the message loud and clear. Looking slightly annoyed and quite upset, he left through the door he had entered by and disappeared up the short staircase.

The silence that remained after Thor's departure was deafening. Tony wasn't sure what to say after that, and even if he did know he didn't want to say it because of the look on Loki's face. It was dark, darker then he had seen in a very long time. It was almost reminiscent of the look that had plastered his face back when the Chitauri had attacked Manhattan. The whole thing made Tony feel uneasy.

Thinking it was still best not to say anything to Loki, he told JARVIS to switch on some music that immediately began blaring through the speakers. He ordered the AI to turn it down a notch then he picked his tools back up and continued to work on his suit.

After some time Loki seemed to come back to life. He regained his position and turned to watch Tony work again as he pulled a biscuit out of the packet that lay next to him and began eating it.

"So, what did Thor mean back then about telling me something?"

"It is nothing."

"It didn't sound like nothing," Tony responded, not looking up.

"It is unimportant."

"But-"

"NO, it is of no relevance," Loki shouted.

Shifting off the workbench, he stalked out the room without a backwards glance, leaving Tony with no doubt that it was something important.

He tried not to dwell on it too much after Loki left but it was hard. There was something, something very important that he was reluctant to share. If Thor knew about it, it must be serious because Tony knew that Loki didn't share anything with him anymore. Maybe it was from a while ago. Was it to do with Asgard? Was it dangerous? Did it have to do with Loki's punishment?

God's he hoped not. He had just started to get used to the idea that he and Loki might actually become serious and that didn't really scare him at all. It had been a long time since he had been committed and he believed that it was time to try again. He wanted to try it with Loki. Waking up the other day next to him had made his heart swell with happiness that it almost hurt. He had forgotten how lonely he had actually been without someone sharing his bed for more than sex. It was time he got over Pepper.

But if Loki couldn't tell him the truth, he felt the relationship might be over before it even begins. He decided that he would give Loki some time before he breached the topic again. It was important and Loki not telling him made him worried. He didn't want to lose Loki yet, not until he was at least close enough to experience the whole pain of losing everything because very soon Loki would become his everything.

So new chapter, did you enjoy it?! I hope soand stay tuned because things are starting to get cool (my opinion) anyway thankyu for reading and please review :)