Forty Six
"You want to be with me, but not seen with me, is that it?" Loki demanded?
"No, I want to be with you, but you being you in public is dangerous." I tried to defend. We had gotten into an argument in the car over what had happened.
"To me or your reputation?" He shouted. Something in the room exploded. I was showered in glass. I slid to the floor, sitting in the puddle of glass.
"I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't think I'd be this insecure. Normally, I go out, I get photographed, it blows up in my face the next morning. But it's usually because I'm drunk. But I quit drinking, cause I thought I was seeing things. The last time we were out in public my naked ass was plastered all over the Bugle and Fury gave me hell for it. Loki, I'm really, really sorry. Please don't hurt me." I hadn't meant that last part. It slipped out, I sat with my hands covering my mouth. He knelt, cupping my face.
"I wouldn't hurt you. I'm upset, but I wouldn't hurt you. Please, let's talk about this, and not yell anymore. And I don't like you sitting in this glass." He spoke calmly and sweetly to me. He took a hand and lifted me from the floor. He sat on the couch and gathered me into his arms.
"I'm sorry." He said and snuggled into my neck. "I didn't mean anything by it. I forgot not all of Midgard is okay with relationships like ours."
"And it's okay on Asgard?"
"Mostly, it's not frowned upon, and couples can get married, but you should have heard the Allfather scream at me the first time I brought a boyfriend home. Mother thought it was cute. Called it puppy love. Allfather screamed something about not becoming of an Asgardian Prince." He laughed at the memory.
"I can't figure it out. Do you more into guys than girls?"
"I could ask you the same."
"I told you, it's been a long time. Twenty years a least."
"I'm joking with you. But it is nice information to have. I've always been more the person to be attracted to specific people. I think it's because I can shapeshift if needed. That's it! Why didn't I think of it before!"
"What's it?" I asked suddenly confused.
"Shapeshifting! That's our answer! Most of your Avengers didn't seem the wiser when I was Lana!" If I hadn't been sitting in his lap, he'd be jumping up and down like a school girl. "Then I can be with you, we can go out and the media will be none the wiser. And when we're alone, I'll be myself. Just increase the security to this floor."
"You may have something there. I still want you to be you, when we're together." I took his hand and intertwined my fingers. "Thank you, but don't do this because of my insecurities."
"It's more for our safety. Remember, I'm a war criminal on Midgard. And people will naturally target you for that fact. Yes, your insecurities upset me, but I have thousands of years of tolerance to your half century."
"Half century?" I jumped up turning towards him. "I'm 38 you fucker." I playfully smacked him. I sat in his lap, straddling him. He held my back, keeping me upright. I tangled my fingers into his thick black hair.
"I'm sorry, Midgard still confuses me."
"You seem to have a better handle on it than your brother." I offered, but he cringed at 'brother'. "He managed to blow up 3 microwaves while we were in hiding. You've got that thing down, and the coffee pot and most of the kitchen appliances. And that's the most times I've heard you apologize ever."
"Why wouldn't I, they all work off magic." He said. I laughed and buried my face in the crook of his neck. I needed out of this expensive suit, before something happened to it. I wanted him out of his suit.
"No, no. Someday I'll explain it to you. Excuse me while I find something more comfortable?" I tugged at my lapels. He nodded. I tried to walk off with bit more swing to my hips, I didn't look back to see if he noticed. I got myself out of the suit and unceremoniously threw it a top the hamper. I ran to the bathroom to freshen up and apply some of the body oil I'd purchased, to my chest and inner thighs. I slipped on a pair of red silk boxers I'd been hiding. I made my way to the door, standing in the frame.
"Loki," I tried my best to imitate his purring voice. He looked up from his book, that he must have conjured, as it disappeared when he looked up. His jaw was slightly agape. I followed his eyes as they devoured my form. Loki ran his tongue over his bottom lip as he stood, stalking over to me, like a large predatory cat. His clothes shimmered away as he walked.
He stood holding my face, still unconsciously licking his lips.
"You look delicious." He remarked before crushing my lips into his. His hands running over my oiled pecs. He grabbed me by the hem of my shorts, pulling me into the bed and on top of him. I rocked the silken shorts against him, producing a long low moan. I bent to kiss his throat and nibble along his collar bones. He bucked up into me. I stood to get rid of the shorts, and he seemed to appreciate the show. I took a little more time removing them before crawling over his body, placing a kiss on his harden length. I suddenly remembered he never answered a question I had about his magicked whole form.
"Loki," I purred against him.
"Hmm?"
"You never told me about this magic piece of equipment." I said, placing a soft kiss on his head. It was already moistened with his fluids. I slid my tongue into the slit, earning a deep groan. "Can you do everything with it, as you normally would?"
"Yes.." He shuddered. "But… But, I seem to lose concentration during orgasm."
"You mean you can hold an manifestation of Lana together, but can't hold this together?"
"Yes, but at diminished pleasure for myself. I held back to keep my concentration together." He arched against my hand fondling him.
"Loki, I want you to fuck me." I blurted out. He sat up, wide eyed.
"Are you sure, I won't be able to hold this form and didn't you say, you'd never…"
"Yes. I said that, just be gentle with me." I said crawling off him. I laid on my stomach on the bed, Loki turned me to my back.
"I want to see your beautiful face." He grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer. I expected him to kneel on the floor, instead he laid lengthwise next to me. His very tempting cock near my face. I reached out and drew him into my mouth, tasting his sweetness. He had coated a finger in lube and started massaging my entrance. I stiffed at the touch.
"Tony, relax. Last time I did this you were drunk, remember?" He tried to coax, I was still a little nervous. He laid a hand on my stomach and closed his eyes. I felt energy surge through my body. He flooded my body with a calming magic.
This time at his probing, my body allowed it. There was no pain, I suspected he also wove some pain relieving magic. I did gasp at the intrusion of a second finger, widening me. I ran my tongue down his length and back up engulfing his head. I tried to push more of him into my mouth, but gagged. I settled for sucking on his head and using my hand to work his shaft. I earned several loud groans from him, as he continued stretching me, thrusting his fingers in deeper. His experienced fingers found a bundle of nerves, he grazed it sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body. I arched into him, he reciprocated by running a slick tongue down my shaft. He added more gel and a third finger, this time jabbing at my prostrate. My brain went numb with sensation. I never even noticed when he moved to reposition himself between my spread thighs. My brain recovered as I felt a gentle pressure that was different.
"Ready?" Loki cooed. I nodded and gripped his arms. He pushed in slowly filling the void his fingers had left. I hooked my ankles together around his waist, pulling him further into me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I grasped his back jabbing my short nails into his skin. He pulled back slowly, thrusting back in quickly. The shockwave of pleasure came again and again as he thrust faster into me. He snaked a hand around to grasp my cock, stoking in quick secession. I could feel myself close to orgasm and clamped down on his cock inside me. He stoked me faster, cumming over his hand and my stomach. Loki thrust into me a final few times, his head thrown back. His magic failed and I felt empty. I whined a little at the loss, but enjoyed watching him in the throws of orgasm. He collapsed down onto my chest panting. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders trying to find my own breath.
Loki lifted his head, finding the necklace around my neck stuck to his face. He turned it over in his fingers and laughed.
"You're still wearing this?" He panted out.
"Yeah, it reminds me of you when I can't be with you. I know it's mushy." I said, running my fingers down his cheek.
"It's not, it's rather sweet. Hopefully I never be far from your side again. Go to sleep, we have a busy day tomorrow." He moved to my side and used my bicep as a pillow.