Chapter Eight

When Loki and Tony got home that day, they never left their bedroom. Loki felt so bad for putting Tony through everything, that he suggested an all nighter makeup sex marathon, which Tony agreed to. It was now six in the morning and Loki was being fucked sideways by Tony. He was handcuffed to the bedpost, had a chocolate sauce smudge on his neck, and was screaming loudly with pleasure.

"Oh . . . yes . . . ah . . . Tony . . . fuck . . . don't stop . . ."

"Oh, Loki!" Tony groaned. "You feel so good!" He lapped at the leftover chocolate sauce.

"God . . . I'm going to . . ." Loki panted out.

"Cum for me, baby." Tony whispered in his ear as he thrusted again. "Tighten that hole of yours around my thick cock and make me cum inside that little hole of yours." He licked Loki's ear.

Loki tightened around Tony before he screamed "Tony!"

Tony groaned and let his own load shoot into Loki. "Oh, Loki."

Loki was panting from his orgasm. He had tried counting them but lost count after his fifth orgasm. Loki looked at Tony and said "Okay, I take it back. You are better in bed than Victor."

Tony gave a wicked smile before kissing Loki hotly. "You just earned yourself another round."

"Oh no," Loki said "Can we at least have breakfast first?"

"You act like its a bad thing." Tony laughed. "I suppose we can."

"Great," Loki said "Now can you please uncuff me?"

"Yeah." Tomy reached for the keys. "Uh oh."

Loki looked at Tony and said "What's uh oh?"

"I seem to have misplaced them."

"Misplace them?" Loki groaned "Tony . . ."

Tony gave a nervous chuckle. "Yeah . . . um, luckily, I didn't." His smile grew into a smirk. "How's that for payback?" He swung the keys around his finger.

"I'll make bacon and pancakes if you uncuff me right now," Loki said.

Tony grinned. "Deal." He leaned over and uncuffed him.

Loki rubbed his wrist before attempting to get out of bed, only to be pull down for one last kiss by Tony. "Mm," Loki said "Tony . . . do you want breakfast or not?"

"I want a different kind of breakfast." Tony purred, nipping his bottom lip.

"Food now, and if you behave you'll get more later," Loki said, getting up.

Tony smacked his ass playfully. "I always behave." Loki jumped slightly at the smack, before smirking and swaying his hips as he walked away. Loki then started make pancakes and bacon before he grabbed one of Tony's shirts from off the floor, putting it on.

When the food was done, Loki waltzed back into the room where Tony was on his laptop. "Hey, breakfast is ready," Loki said holding the tray up.

Tony beamed. "Did I ever tell you you're the best?"

Loki blushed. "No, I don't believe you have, but thank you."

Tony's gaze raked down the other's body. "I also really love you in my clothes." He purred.

If it was possible, Loki blushed even harder than before. "Then I should wear your stuff more often." Loki set the tray down on the bed and asked "So what were you looking at?"

"Ah . . ." Tony averted his gaze. "Nothing too important . . ."

Loki raised an eyebrow and said "Let me see." Tony reluctantly turned his laptop screen to where Loki could see.

"Tony . . . why are you looking up Victor?" Loki asked, tearing apart a pancake.

"Um . . . Looking up what he does . . . And . . . um . . . I . . . found . . . some things . . ."

"Oooh," Loki said with a smirk "And what are these things?"

Tony frowned. "Why does it matter?" He started to get defensive.

Loki put his hand up and said "Okay, you don't have to tell me . . ."

Tony sighed. "I just . . . I'm still a little sore from . . . the whole ordeal."

Loki smile sympathetically. "I understand. I'd be a little sore too."

"Anyway . . . I guess I can show you . . ." Tony relented.

Loki looked at the computer screen and saw Victor in full make-up as a sugar skull, and various monsters from film and comic books. He also saw a few shirtless and swimsuit pics and said "Wow. This is his profile?"

Tony twitched as Loki's gaze lingered on the shirtless ones. "Yep . . ."

"Damn, how have we not heard of him before?" Loki asked with a 'what the fuck' look on his face.

"Maybe he's not that good." Tony mumbled as he shut the computer and set it aside before starting to get up.

Loki watched him get up. "I thought we were going to have another round?"

"I'm kind of tired." Tony mumbled.

"Are you sure?" Loki asked. "If this about my comments, you know he has nothing on you."

"Do I?" Tony mumbled.

"Tony," Loki said giving him small smile. "Come back to bed. we don't have to have sex, we can just cuddle and at least pretend we don't have any problems in this moment."

"But -"

"No buts," Loki said "I love you, and I want us to be together no matter what, so either you come back and fuck me until I can't stand anymore, or you leave the tower and I file for a divorce. Your choice."

Tony flinched. "Loki . . ."

"Tony." Loki said folding his arms across his chest.

Tony bit his lip before falling back to the bed. "I . . ."

Loki looked at him and said "Yes?"

"I . . . I love you."

"I love you too, you idiot," Loki said. "Now eat up. You need all your energy for round thirteen." Tony gave a shaky smile before beginning to eat.