So I was listening to Taylor Swift when writing practically this whole chapter so for that I apologise. Also I'm going by Marvel and saying that Laufey is Loki's father and not by the myths that say it is his mother just to let you know.

Chapter 15

"Anthony stop hovering by the door, if you want to come in, come in."

"Right, yeah...yeah I was getting to that bit," Tony muttered, taking a step so he was only just inside Loki's room.

The god of mischief raised an amused eyebrow at him but made no further comment about his unusual behaviour. Being the usually loud mouth genius he was made it always funny to watch him struggle for words. Instead of trying to help him, Loki left him to suffer as he continued to read his book.

"So-"

"Oh thank Valhalla he has a voice," Loki joked.

"Yeah thanks," Tony said, getting more flustered by the second. "Anyway I was wondering if...if you wanted to come to dinner with me tonight?"

Raising his eyes from the page, Loki looked over at Tony and smiled at how totally awkward he looked. "You seem so worried I might say no. Seeing as we have been together for about three weeks, I'm surprised you haven't asked me out sooner."

"That means yes right?"

"Of course."

Relief washed away the panic as Tony practically sagged against the door frame with joy.

"Great, so be ready for 8," He said, turning to walk out but leaning back at the last minute. "Oh and wear something hot," He finished then disappeared from view.

Loki continued to smile long after Tony had left. Since coming back from Asgard Tony seemed determined to show him how much better Earth was than 'the floaty tree land' as he called it. He had skipped out on work to spend whole days with Loki watching crap TV, he had cooked for him (which Loki now considered one of his favourite talents the genius possessed) and just been totally lovely. It was actually surprisingly hard to believe that they ever thought of eachother as an enemy.

The whole Avengers team seemed to be thinking this as well, judging by the way they eyed the pair together, not in a mean indignant way more in a curious searching way. They wanted to know what made the couple tick without being overly obvious to look like they were prying. It was just so hard to believe they got on so well and cared about eachother so much even though the evidence was right in front of them. From what they saw now, and the affection that was shown, it was almost impossible to see Loki's former self.

Thor had thankfully managed to get past the stage of trying to be the biggest cockblock ever in Loki and Tony's relationship. After Loki had began to shout at him because he had started to question their activities behind closed doors, Thor had taken a step back and learned to watch their relationship from a distance instead of being directly in the centre. It hadn't taken him long to become accustomed to the thought of them being together after his first bad reaction where he had cornered them both in Tony's workshop.

Realising he was going to get nothing productive done that day, Loki just settled into a more comfortable position, reopened his book to the right page and continued reading.

At first Tony thought that 8 o'clock couldn't come round quick enough but then he realised he only had half an hour to do everything and suddenly he wished there was more time. Next invention, he thought as he searched through his closet full of suits, is going to be the time machine. He picked out a very dark blue suit jacket and the matching trousers and tie before selecting his only white shirt that actually looked ironed and didn't look like it was going grey. For being a very rich man that could pay anyone to wash and look after his clothes properly, he really didn't use it all that well.

Luckily he had already shaved and showered so no more time needed to be wasted on appearances. Just before he headed out his room, with 10 minutes left, he applied some of his nicest cologne before taking a brief moment to check his reflection. Seeming satisfied he walked out his bedroom, shutting the door behind him, and made his way to the open plan living room where he paced up and down, trying to ignore the nervous sparks that were being ignited in his stomach.

When the clock hit 7:55 his pacing grew faster and if someone had been watching they probably would have thought he was trying to wear a hole into the carpet. Only problem was, was that he didn't have carpet but the general idea was the same. He felt like a jittery teenage boy ready to go knock on his date's door, ready to take her to the prom.

As time finally started to move, he checked his watch at regular intervals, wishing more than anything that Loki would just walk round the corner. When the god finally did walk round the corner, Tony longed for him to be gone again. Not that he looked bad or anything, on the contrary, he looked so damn good that Tony didn't think he would be able to get a straight word out. He just stood stunned as Loki walked towards him with such natural elegance that he knew he would never have himself.

With his coal black suit and fitted grey waistcoat, Loki was a thing of beauty, a thing of beauty that just so happened to be Tony's date. How lucky am I? He thought, as the god came to a standstill before him. His hair was slicked back and fell languidly just behind his shoulders in soft waves. The black hair and black suit did not make him appear too dark, all they seemed to do was make his eyes be the central focus of colour with their varying shades of green that could have you staring forever and not have you know how many shades there are.

"Are you ready to go?" Loki asked, blocking out the nerves that he wished were not affecting him.

"Ah...yeah, there's a car waiting outside," Tony breathed, still not wanting to remove his eyes from his companion.

"We should probably-"

"Yeah, we should."

They stepped over to the lift and waited in silence for it to take them down to the ground floor. The doors opened and they walked out next to eachother. Though his face gave away nothing, Tony's mind was working furiously hard to decide if he should reach out and hold Loki's hand. How was it so hard? Why was he so scared? They had already had sex and yet he couldn't do this. Seriously how was Loki doing this to him? It was driving him crazy, Loki was driving him crazy. But it was the good I can't focus they've taken over my mind kind of crazy.

When they were nearing the doors that led to the outside world, Tony finally plucked up the courage and took Loki's hand in his own, linking their fingers so his filled in the gaps between the god's. As Tony adjusted his grip, Loki smiled. This was actually happening. It finally felt real, that he and Tony were together, properly. He never thought he could have the pleasure of enjoying someone's company again, let alone being romantically involved with them. If only there wasn't the niggling feeling at the back of his mind reminding him that this can never last.

The car was waiting for them, as planned, right outside. The driver got out and opened up their door before stepping to the side to allow them entrance. If he was bothered by the fact that Tony Stark's companion was Loki and that they were holding hands, he didn't say anything. He didn't even bat an eyelid when Tony also stepped to the side so Loki could climb in the car first. Once they were both seated and comfortable, the driver closed the door as quietly as it would allow and sat back in his own seat where he restarted the engine and drove off.

"This isn't my usual guy," Tony commented, nodding his head towards the driver.

"Oh?"

"Yeah I thought it would be better if we had someone else. Happy is great and everything but I've had enough of telling people about you and I that I just needed a break. Also tonight is just us, I don't want any distractions."

Loki smiled at him and squeezed his hand. "Do you really need to work so hard to not get distracted around me?"

"Hell no, but Happy talks a lot. Anyway with you looking like that I'm finding it hard to look at anything else."

When Tony glanced back up to look at Loki's face he was surprised to see a light blush creeping up his usually pale cheeks. So Loki could feel shy, that was something new. Wanting to keep that cute look of innocence on the god's face, he leant over and planted a soft kiss on his flushed cheek. Loki looked down at Tony and smiled a smile that had Tony's stomach doing summersaults. He knew then it was going to be one of those nights.

They arrived at the restaurant a short time later. Loki paid no attention to its name but saw, when he entered, that it was posh. Expensive. At least that meant they wouldn't be disturbed by the general public. So far no one had recognised him and that suited him just fine.

The staff member at the door led them over to their table which was tucked away in a corner but was next to a window that had a wonderful view over a veranda that had neatly set tables with candles lighting them for the people that wanted to brave the cool air. The man, dressed in his own smart suit and tie, pulled out both their chairs and sat them before handing over menu's and explaining their specials.

Tony dismissed him quickly with a well practised order of a bottle of wine that Loki didn't catch the name of. He didn't really mind though, as long as it tasted nice there would be no complaint from him. It was literally a minute later the man came back with the bottle tucked neatly inside a bucket of ice that was place to one side of the table. The suit man, whose name Loki discovered was Michael after he read his name badge, took the cork easily out the bottle and poured a small drop in each glass so they could taste the wine.

Taking up his glass, Loki sampled the wine and was happy with the taste and the way it slipped easily down his throat, leaving a wonderful aftertaste. Nodding at Tony, who had tasted the wine many times before, he said that the wine was good. Tony then told Michael to leave the bottle and to give them a few minutes before they ordered. With a small bow and smile, he walked away to introduce another couple to their table.

"Anything you would recommend?" Loki asked, flicking through the leather-bound menu.

"Err for starters I usually go for some sort of soup," Tony answered, picking up and opening his own menu. "I'm gunna go for the curried parsnip and red lentil soup. I've had it before, it's good."

"Well I will have to trust your judgement, make that two. For the main I think I will try the Moroccan spiced slow braised lamb."

"I can't say this time if that's a good choice, I've never tried it but I'm gunna have the grilled peppered rib eye steak because it tastes amazing."

They sipped at their wine while waiting for Michael to return to take their order. Soon enough he came striding back to them and wrote down their requests before heading off to the kitchens to let the chef's know.

Conversation passed pleasantly between the pair as they waited for their food. They talked of everything, important or not, relevant or totally irrelevant. Loki wanted to know of Tony's childhood because he had heard very little about it. The genius explained that his mother died when he was young so he was raised by his father who mostly just passed him off onto their housekeepers or Obadiah. This line of conversation carried them all the way through their starter and well into their main course.

Tony was curious to Loki's childhood but knew it was a difficult and touchy subject. Loki seemed to know he had questions so sighed in resignation. "As you already know I was adopted but I didn't find that out until recently. I do not know who my biological mother was but I knew my father, his name was Laufey. He...he was a frost giant, they live in the cold wastelands of Jotunheim which is another of the nine realms."

"So if your Laufey's son, you must be a frost giant."

"Yes," Loki said, trying desperately to remain sitting naturally and not let the disgust and pain creep into his tone and expression. "I'm sorry but can...could we please talk about something else?"

"Yeah, yeah of course sorry."

"Like I said before, there is more I need to tell you but I'm not ready yet."

Tony nodded then gulped down the last of his wine before refilling both of their glasses with the glittering gold liquid. A silence formed between them that was very close to becoming awkward after it went on for some time.

Looking around the restaurant for some inspiration, Tony's eyes settled on the door that he could only just see from his table. The next moment someone entered that he had not bet on appearing at all. He swore under his breath but could do nothing but hope that he wouldn't be spotted.

"Is something wrong?" Loki questioned, seeing the panicked look cross over Tony's face.

"Um, yeah someone I know is over there and oh god it's too late, he's seen us," Tony muttered, letting his face fall into his hands.

There was a whoosh of cold air but he didn't look up, putting it instead down to someone else opening the door to the outside veranda.

"Hey Tony, I wasn't expecting to see you here," Rhodey called, making his way over.

"Me neither," Tony replied, still not removing his hands.

"Well aren't you going to introduce your date?"

Tony thought that was an odd thing to ask, he could obviously see Loki. Why was he acting like this? And how was he keeping such a calm and relaxed tone. The next thing he heard made his head snap up to look at them all.

"He's just being impolite, my name's Lola," The woman said that was sitting exactly where Loki had been.

"Lola, very pretty name, just like yourself I see," Rhodey said, taking her hand in his and planting a small kiss on the top.

Tony didn't know what to do. What the hell was going on? Where was Loki? Then it hit him. The rush of air hadn't been from outside, it was magic. The woman now sitting before him was Loki, he had just changed his appearance and wow what a great job he did. She had flowing black hair that reached to her waist. Bits of silver had been woven into strands that made her head shimmer as they caught the light. Her dress was a silver grey, like the same colour Loki's waistcoat had been. It was fitted tightly towards the top but as it passed her perfect hips it became loose and ended modestly just below the knee. Gem incrusted high heels fitted her feet perfectly, adding only a slight bit of height to her already long and slender frame.

Working hard to control his emotions over this beautiful sight, Tony looked Loki/Lola over again and noticed that he could see all the details that hinted to the fact it was really Loki, the hair, the bright green eyes. But to a stranger, like Rhodey, he would never be able to make those factors add up.

"So anyway what are you doing here?" Tony asked, trying to draw his attention back on him.

"I'm meeting some posh idiot for something, not exactly sure what but I know I get free food out of it."

"Right well you have fun with that," he replied, a note of dismissal in his voice.

Rhodey seemed to get the hint because he then leant forward and patted Tony on the shoulder saying, "I'll see you around man, and I hope to see you again very soon." The last bit aimed at Loki/Lola, who smiled in return.

As Rhodey walked away he turned back quickly and pulled an appreciative face before doing a double thumbs up then disappeared out of sight. Tony breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Loki.

"I am so sorry about that."

"It's quite alright. I suppose it gave me a reason to use my magic again."

"Are you going to stay like that now?"

"Well no one noticed the change and it's safer just in case your friend decides to return," Loki said in a voice that resembled his own but had a more feminine vibe to it.

Toy couldn't help it. A second later he burst out laughing and couldn't stop until tears had formed and were threatening to fall.

"I'm sorry, am I missing something?" Loki asked, watching him curiously.

"You...oh my god just this whole situation, I finally realised just how totally messed up it is. Now I understand why everyone's telling me to stop."

Loki's face fell and he looked like he had been hit in the face. "Does this mean we are stopping?"

"Fuck no, I'm having way too much fun and I like you too much to stop."

Warmth spread through Loki at those words and he smiled widely. The smile was different from the one Tony was used to but that was probably because it was on a woman's face but still he loved it, he loved Loki. And then that thought struck him and lodged in his brain until all his thoughts had come to a standstill. He loved Loki. He loved Loki. This was their first date and he already thought that. At first he tried to dissuade himself but then he realised there was no use. This was inevitable and he could do nothing to stop it. And really he didn't want to. He loved Loki. But obviously he wasn't going to tell him.

"Are you still hungry?" Loki asked, and Tony registered the glint in his eyes that had not been there before.

"No, not really. Do you wanna head off?"

"Yes, I have far better plans for dessert."

Then he realised what the glint was. Lust. Longing. Well whatever Loki wanted, Loki would get.

Before long they had tracked down Michael and asked for the bill. Loki had reluctantly let Tony pay even though he had no money to pay himself. Soon enough they were in the sweet outside air and ready for their driver to take them back to the tower. This time when the driver saw them he did look extremely puzzled seeing as when he had picked up Tony and his date, his date had been a man and now suddenly he was holding hands with a woman instead. Thinking it best not to question it, he got back into the front seat and drove them back.

Both jumped out the car before the driver could even open his own door and were shouting thankyou's back to him as they hurried towards the glass doors. The lift came swiftly and had soon transported them to their floor. Before the doors were properly open they were already on eachother but Loki had enough sense to pull away and drag Tony down the corridor. Loki's room was the first they came to and bundled through the door.

The next second the door was shut and Loki was pushed up against it, Tony's weight holding him in place. Their lips connected in a fiery kiss with their tongues dancing round eachother, fighting for dominance. Loki's hands were roaming up and down Tony's torso and back, tugging off his suit jacket and throwing it away onto the floor. Then he began to work on his shirt buttons, fumbling with the urgency that his body demanded.

Soon he was touching his skin, caressing his back and bringing him closer against him. His hands reached down and undid Tony's trousers. This allowed his half hard cock some space although it was still confined in his boxers. Loki started to stroke him through the thin fabric until he was fully erect.

Tony pushed his hands, holding them by his sides, "I need to see you," He whispered.

With his/her hands released Loki put them behind his back undoing the dresses zipper and pulling it gently off his shoulders.

"No," Tony said, stilling his hands. "I want to see you."

Closing his eyes, Loki muttered something and then he was back. He was Loki again. Tony smiled appreciatively then pushed him back against the wall and ravaged him. God he made Loki feel so beautiful. At some point during their touching and kissing, Tony managed to strip Loki and remove the rest of his own clothes, discarding them onto the floor. Loki took the opportunity to pull their bodies against eachother so they were touching skin on skin. The feeling was magnificent.

Slipping down between them, the god went down to his knees so his face was on level with Tony's eager cock. He swiped his tongue over the end, taking with it the first drop of pre-cum. This made the genius moan and bury his hands into Loki's wonderfully soft hair.

Loki never broke eye contact the whole time he was pleasuring Tony with his mouth. When he took it all in his mouth and bobbed his head his eyes did close just as Tony's rolled back and he moaned again with every pump. When Tony felt dangerously close, he gently pulled Loki away and helped him up so he could claim his lips in a deep kiss. They remained locked together for some time then slowly they moved onto the bed.

Tony straddled Loki's lap as the god lay down on the soft covers. The genius ran his fingers up and down Loki's sides causing goose bumps to form and the god to groan. His fingers felt so good. Moving higher, Tony leant forward and kissed his way up Loki's neck and jaw until he recaptured his lips. As they kiss he started to move his hips. The much needed friction between both their cocks made them both moan in pleasure.

Everything was slow but everything meant something. Everything, every touch, every kiss had a meaning, they just didn't know it yet. Even though it was moving slow, neither protested. There was still urgency but they now knew they didn't have to hide. They didn't have to worry if someone would walk in on them and freak out. Everyone knew. There was nothing to fear. They finally had time, they had time to enjoy the moment and appreciate eachother fully.

"Anthony please, I ne...I need you," Loki gasped out.

"Do you have any-"

"You don't need anything, magic has its perks," The god smirked, looking up into Tony's beautiful dark brown eyes.

Tony adjusted their positions slightly, positioning himself at Loki's entrance. With one final nod from him as consent, Tony pushed inside and was surprised that the tight hole was slicked enough to allow him to slide in easily.

As soon as he was fully sheathed, he pulled back out slowly before thrusting back in. He continued at this slow pace for some time loving the feeling of Loki around him and the appreciative gasps that kept escaping the god's lips. Tony kissed Loki's jaw again before moving up his cheek and over to his ear where his faster breaths tickled Loki's skin. In return Loki wrapped his legs around Tony and locked his ankles together bringing them impossibly close. Loki tangled his fingers into Tony's hair while the genius continued to whisper sweet nothings into his ear as they rocked their hips together.

It was passionate. It was intimate. It was love. And yet neither of them knew. Though they could no longer deny their feelings for the other to themselves it was clear they did not plan on telling the other.

To Tony's surprise, Loki detached himself from him and rolled over so Tony's cock slipped out of him. He didn't go far though, he only rolled onto his hands and knees so it was Loki's back and butt facing him now. Nothing was said but Tony knew what he wanted and so he repositioned himself behind Loki and slid in again, this time from the new angle.

He began to thrust in and out again, noting that from this angle Loki felt a lot tighter around him. Damn Loki felt so good, and the noises he made almost sent Tony over the edge. When Tony hit Loki's prostate, the god cried out in pleasure and Tony made it his job to keep making that happen.

Instead of holding Loki's hips, he moved his hands down and under Loki. He splayed his fingers over his chest and urged him up with small nudges until his back was firmly pressed to Tony's chest. With them both kneeling up, they rocked against eachother both sensing that it was becoming more desperate.

Tony left one hand on Loki's chest but dropped the other to his cock that he started to pump in time to his thrusting. The added pressure only heightened Loki's pleasure causing him to cry out again and again. Just to tease him a bit more, the genius began to kiss along his toned shoulders and then moved higher until he was sucking and kissing the god's neck.

"A-Anthony please, I need-," Loki's moaned.

Tony's lips glided up his neck to his ear and whispered, "Cum for me Loki." And he did.

He came all over Tony's hand and the bed sheet, the whole time moaning out Tony's name. It only took a few more thrusts and he came inside Loki with a loud cry of his own. He carried on thrusting, riding out his orgasm before he collapsed down onto Loki's back.

For a while they just lay there regaining their breath until Loki turned over and Tony fell to his side, grumbling by the sudden movement.

"Stop complaining," Loki said exasperatedly, but Tony knew he was feigning judging by the fond smile that had worked its way onto his face.

"What are you gunna do about it?" Tony teased, rolling back over so he was flush against the god's side.

"Hmm I don't know," He replied, moving onto his side so he could stare Tony straight in the eye. "But I'm sure I'll think of something."

Then he kissed him lightly on the lips before settling his face into the crook of Tony's neck and breathing in deeply. His eyes fluttered closed as exhaustion claimed him.

Tony stayed awake a little while longer just watching Loki sleep. He noticed how his eyelids fluttered occasionally and how strands of his hair fell gracefully over his face, hiding him partly from view. It was like a shield of protection and Tony wanted to break that shield because he wanted to be his new shield.

Reaching forward he brushed the hair out of the god's face and tucked it neatly behind his ear. He then leant closer and pressed his lips to Loki's forehead before shutting his own eyes. Just before sleep claimed him, he wrapped his arms around Loki and brought him closer. The god nuzzled his neck and mumbled something incoherent. How good it felt to be wanted.

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