There was a sharp knock on Loki's door at exactly 7pm.
Loki smiled to himself as tied a scarf around his neck (it was the middle of winter) and swiped his phone off the bench before heading to the door and throwing it open.
Tony grinned at him. "Hey. You look nice." he remarked, taking Loki's hand and pulling him out of his room, closing the door behind him.
"I could say the same about you." Loki said with a smile, gently squeezing Tony's hand.
"Thanks. Oh, and by the way, nice scarf. Did you buy that this morning with Nat?" Tony asked, leading Loki to his car.
The scarf was black, with a faint white design of a snake on it, the colour contrasting perfectly with Loki's pale skin.
Loki nodded. "Yeah, when we went shopping this morning. She saw it and decided that I had to buy it." he rolled his eyes.
"Good decision on her part, it brings out your eyes." Tony complimented.
Loki blushed slightly at the compliment. "Thanks. So what are your plans for the holidays?"
Tony shrugged as he sat down in the car. "I don't know, I guess I'll just be going home." he paused for a second before adding bitterly; "If I can even call it that."
"Tell me about it. Well, at least you don't have the added misfortune of an older brother who is the golden child of the family." Loki said resentfully.
"I don't see why they prefer Thor to you. Personally, I find you the more attractive and smarter of the two." Tony smirked, subtly trying to change the subject.
Loki's eyebrows rose, and he had to restrain his smile. "Why, Stark, if I didn't know better I would think that you're flirting with me."
Tony chuckled. "Maybe I am, Shakespeare."
"Back to nicknames now, are we? Now I know you're definitely flirting with me." Loki smirked.
"I don't see you objecting." Tony smirked back as he drove his car out of the college front gate.
Loki rolled his eyes, but smiled all the same. "So, this is our first official date as a couple, I suppose."
"Sort of." Tony shrugged. "There was that one time we got coffee together in the morning, though, wasn't there?"
"Yeah, but that was only five minutes long." Loki replied flippantly.
"So you're hoping this will last more than five minutes, then?" Tony teased.
Loki hit his arm playfully. "It will be less, if you keep acting like this."
Tony pouted, pulling puppy-dog eyes on Loki. "No, don't leave!"
Rolling his eyes, Loki replied with; "Stop with the puppy-dog eyes, they don't work on me."
"Same here, but eh, it was worth a shot." Tony sighed.
Loki quirked an eyebrow. "I remember differently."
Now Tony was confused. "What do you mean?" he asked, furrowing his brow.
"Remember before we were dating and I dragged you to the gym?"
Tony nodded. "Yeah, and I had to sit there for an hour bored out of my mind."
Loki smiled. "Remember after? Natasha invited us to breakfast, but I wanted to shower first, and you started arguing with me because you just wanted food. Now if I remember correctly, I pulled the puppy-dog eyes on you and you instantly let me get my way." He finished, with a smug smile.
Tony rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I'd like to see you resist your eyes."
"You like my eyes? That's the second time you've mentioned them tonight." Loki questioned.
"Of course I like your eyes. They're-" Tony paused, stopping himself just in time. He was about to say something along the lines of stunning, glittering or transfixing, but he didn't want to look like a sentimental fool, so he stuck to saying something less articulate. "Green. Nice and green." He stated.
"How eloquent, Stark."
"Well, you are the silver-tongue. Wouldn't want to steal your gift." Tony grinned.
"Keep in mind silver tongue doesn't just refer to my ability with words." Loki said innocently, as Tony's eyes went wide.
"…What?"
"You heard me."
"You know what? I'd rather you showed me." Tony smirked, recovering from Loki's forwardness.
"I'm sure that can be arranged." Loki replied, as they pulled into the car park.
"I'll hold you to it." Tony said, pulling the break and pushing his door open.
Loki grinned to himself as he copied Tony, and exited the car. They'd managed to get a park right outside of the car, so their time in the bleak weather was minimal.
The theatre wasn't very busy, probably due to the fact that it was a Sunday and most people would be having an early night. Luckily for the pair, their holidays officially started on Monday, although they could leave any time from the previous Friday until Wednesday. Both of them would be leaving on Wednesday, trying to delay their separation and Loki's inevitable return to his family, for as long as possible.
They strolled up to the bored looking woman at the counter, who immediately straightened up, and thrust out her chest and smiled as they approached.
"Hey, you're Tony Stark, right?" She exclaimed.
"Yeah, that's me." Tony replied in a fake-enthusiastic tone.
"I can't believe I'm meeting you!" She shrieked, making Loki wince.
"Nice to meet you too…" He checked her nametag. "Michelle."
"So what can I do for the famous Mr. Stark?" She said, pushing her chest out further.
Tony purposely let his eyes wander down to her chest. "Uh, two tickets to Slumdog Millionaire, please."
She grinned triumphantly, knowing she had caught his attention. "Sure, anything else?"
"A diet coke and medium popcorn for me, please." He pretended to just remember Loki was there. "Oh yeah, what do you want, Loki?"
The man in question was scowling, his eyes were sharp, but there was an indignant crease between his eyebrows that bordered on adorable, which was the exact reaction Tony was aiming for. "I'll have a boysenberry ice-cream." Loki replied in an icy tone. "Please." He added reluctantly.
Michelle nodded and got their food and tickets, her eyes never leaving Tony, and Tony's eyes never leaving her cleavage, much to Loki's obvious annoyance. What was the point of going on a date, if said date was too busy ogling some random woman?
"There you two go." She said with a cheesy grin as Tony paid for their stuff. Loki didn't miss the stray piece of paper with her number on it slipped in with the tickets.
"Enjoy the movie!" She called out as they left.
"Thanks!" Tony said in response before heading down to the theatre. He tried to slip his arm around Loki's waist, only to have Loki glare at him and push it away. "Oh come on, you're not really mad at me for what happened back there?"
"Oh, excuse me for being annoyed that my date-slash-partner-slash-whatever the hell we fucking are was blatantly flirting with some random girl." Loki snarled.
Tony couldn't help the smile that escaped from his lips.
"What are you smiling at?" Loki narrowed his eyes.
"You." Tony replied. "You're hot when you're jealous."
Loki raised his eyebrows. "That won't work on me."
Tony continued grinning. "You didn't really think that I liked her, did you?"
Loki continued to look confused. "What?"
"I only acted like that to get you jealous. It's kinda cute." Tony admitted.
"Are you telling me you have some sort of jealousy fetish?" Loki asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that." Tony shrugged.
Loki rolled his eyes, but he was starting to smile. "You are so weird sometimes, you know that?"
"It's been mentioned." Tony said as they turned the corner.
Loki looked around, making sure no one was watching as he pinned Tony against the wall, looking into his surprised eyes with a grin before pressing his lips to Tony's in a way that was almost aggressive. Tony, as surprised as he was, still managed to kiss back enthusiastically as Loki's grip on him tightened, only to have Loki break away moments later, his cheeks slightly pinker.
"That possessive enough for you?" Loki smirked, already knowing the answer from Tony's wide eyes and quick pulse.
"Can we just skip the movie?" He replied, when he found his voice.
Loki laughed, but dragged him into the theatre anyway, glad that they were back on track again.
The movie started innocently enough, with both boys unwilling to make a move. Loki didn't know how to act on a date with Tony Stark, and Tony didn't know how to act on dates in general. However, Tony decided that what the hell,he may as well do the cheesiest thing he could and did the whole pretend-to-yawn-and-put-your-arm-around-your-date thing.
Loki's reaction was instantaneous. He turned to look at Tony with an eyebrow raised and said; "Are you really doing what I think you're doing?"
Tony grinned at him. "Depends on what you think I'm doing."
"Being a cliché moron."
"Then yes, I am doing exactly what you think I'm doing." Tony concluded.
Loki rolled his eyes, but moved the armrest up and snuggled up to Tony anyway, with his head resting on Tony's collarbone, and Tony's head buried in his hair. Being the weird person he was, Tony inhaled deeply, tickling Loki's scalp and making him giggle.
"Your hair smells nice." Tony said, his voice muffled by Loki's hair.
Loki snorted. "Good to know."
The following twenty minutes included Tony opening his popcorn - and occasionally feeding it to Loki - watching the movie silently, and Tony tracing patterns on Loki's arm. Everything was completely and utterly innocent.
And then Loki started eating his ice-cream.
It was unintentional to begin with, he hadn't realized what he was doing. The gentle licks of the ice-cream, and the swirling of his tongue around the top was just how he normally ate ice-cream, he thought nothing of it.
Until he saw Tony watching him out of the corner of his eye with dilated pupils and realized how he must look.
Then it became a game for Loki, to find the sexiest and most seductive way to eat an ice-cream. He would fit his whole mouth around the top of it, and place little licks and nips along the sides, letting out the occasional moan.
At this point, Tony was very glad he wasn't wearing tight pants. The things Loki did to him were unfair, and just plain cruel. And quite frankly, if Loki wasn't in his bed tonight, there was going to be a problem.
Almost immediately after he'd finished eating his ice-cream, Loki turned so that he was still leaning on Tony, but his legs were lying on Tony's lap, the foot closest to the edge running up and down Tony's legs.
That was all Tony needed to pull Loki's body over, so that he was now straddling him, and hungrily press their lips together, pausing briefly to untie Loki's scarf.
Loki smiled inwardly, feeling Tony's erection underneath him, and it only served to make him harder, as Tony begin sucking and biting on his neck.
There weren't many people in the theatre, and none in their row, but Loki still had to bite back a moan, burying his face into Tony's shoulder to muffle the noise. His date's hands wandered over him, rubbing his waist gently. But when his hands slipped under Loki's jeans, Loki pulled away, and slapped Tony's hand off him.
"I am not doing this with you in a cinema, Stark." Loki hissed.
Tony's look of confusion turned back into his trademark grin. "Then why are we still here?" he questioned in a teasing tone.
Loki grinned back and tied his scarf back around his neck, before standing up quietly. "I like the way you think."
Tony grabbed his hand as they all but raced out of the cinema, hoping their erections weren't too obvious. They'd almost reached the stairs leading outside when Loki remembered the woman at the counter and slowed his pace, subtly untying the scarf and giving her the perfect view of the new red mark on his neck
Tony had been too pre-occupied with driving to continue their activities, thought their conversation still flowed like usual. However, neither of them were able to keep their minds from wondering about how their night was going to go.
When they arrived back on campus, the hallways were deserted and silent, almost half the campus had already left on holiday, including Bruce, Clint, Natasha, Jane and Thor. Once they'd started getting closer to their rooms, Loki started to get a bit worried, as well as excited. He'd waited a long time for this, but he was concerned that he wouldn't be good enough. It wasn't that he'd ever gotten any complaints in bed, far from it, but there was still a bit of pressure on him.
Tony turned to Loki once they were outside him and Bruce's room. "So… You wanna come in?" He asked, his lips slightly curved.
Loki rolled his eyes. Tony took that as a yes and opened the door, placing a hand on the small of Loki's back and pushed him inside.
As soon as Tony had closed the door, he pushed Loki up against the wall and kissed him, with enough passion to rival Loki's kiss at the cinema, parting his lips with his tongue and gently nudging it inside Loki's mouth, rubbing their tongues against each other.
Loki pulled away. "You have a thing for pushing me up against walls, don't you?"
Tony remembered their current position, and times before, and let out a breathless laugh. "Yeah, apparently."
"I'll add that to the mental list of things I should do to turn you on." Loki said, sliding his hand under Tony's shirt. "But perhaps we should head into the bedroom?." He suggested, with a cock of his head.
Tony kissed him once more, before leading him into the bedroom, which he had thankfully remembered to tidy that morning. He was expecting that they'd both just collapse on the bed, and carry on from where they left off, but Loki had different plans. Within seconds, Tony found himself lying flat on the bed and looking up at Loki, a devious smirk lighting up his features as he pulled off his shirt in a way that could only be described as sexy, and climbed onto the bed so that he was straddling Tony.
Loki wasn't usually considered the "dominant" one in the relationship - usually it was Tony that initiated anything physical - but Tony wasn't objecting because Loki was doing things to his neck – okay, really good things to his neck – and he wasn't about to stop him, although he did feel slightly powerless. He was pinned down, with Loki's thighs gripping his waist tightly enough that he felt secure, but not so tight that he was uncomfortable. And with Loki nipping and sucking gently on his neck, he really didn't feel like moving. Plus he had all of Loki's torso to explore, a task he was more than content with.
It was weird though, Tony thought, that in comparison to Steve and Thor, anyone would've easily assumed that Loki was the physically weaker and scrawnier of the trio. However, as he could clearly see, that wasn't the case. Although Loki's muscles weren't that prominent when he was fully-clothed, once he was shirtless it was a lot easier to see the similarity with Thor's and Steve's build. He was lean and sinewy, instead of bulky, and surprisingly strong from the way he was holding Tony down. His upper body strength was impressive too, if the firm and taut muscles in his arms and his well-toned chest were anything to go by.
Tony was pulled out of his sub-conscious analysis of Loki's body when a couple of nimble fingers started to unbutton his shirt, and a pair of lips met his own. Before he knew it, Tony's shirt had been pulled off him and thrown into a corner of the room, and Loki's body was pulled flush against his.
"Did anyone ever tell you," Tony managed to breathe out. "That you're really good at this?"
Loki smirked as he trailed his hands down Tony's body. "It may have been mentioned." he murmured into Tony's ear, pausing briefly to nibble at his earlobe. "And remember," he added, "We're only just getting started."
Tony wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not.
Whilst Loki and his mouth slowly made their way down his body, Tony was left with the perfect view of Loki's back, including his perfectly curved (but unfortunately still clothed) ass. He'd been with plenty of girls before, and the odd guy, but none of them had the same elegance and beauty as Loki. They didn't have that gorgeous dip in the small of their back, or the flawless and smooth skin, nor did they have muscles in their backs that literally rippled when they moved. And they sure as hell did not have a pair of soft lips that were currently at Tony's navel.
Said lips separated from Tony's skin momentarily, but only to bite down on the zip on his jeans and pull it down slowly. After this, it only took seconds for Loki to pull off Tony's jeans, closely followed by his own, and discard them into the corner, leaving them both in only their underwear.
Cool fingers trailed down Tony's chest to his waist, before hooking themselves into the waistband and dragging them off him. Loki's cool breath ghosted over hot and hard skin, causing Tony to shiver, and close his eyes, due to both anticipation and the temperature of the cold hands firmly gripping his hips.
Without hesitation, or warning, Loki licked a stripe up the underside of Tony's cock, and thank god Loki was as strong as he was, or else the buck of Tony's hips would've choked him.
Loki glanced up at him, a grin lighting up his eyes before gently sucking the tip, tasting the bead of pre-come, and moving his hand to fondle his balls. The moan that Tony let out was heaven to Loki's ears, and spurred him on. He needed to set a high standard for blowjobs in the future, and from what he could tell, he was doing a pretty good job. He changed from sucking to swirling his tongue around Tony's cock, teasing him before actually let Tony fuck his mouth.
Tony would praise him, because it was by far the best blowjob he'd ever received, but he was too immersed in pleasure to formulate a word, let alone a sentence, and it didn't help when Loki took him in his mouth fully, right down to the base and hollowed his cheeks. His hands were running up and down Tony's inner thighs, and without them holding his hips, Tony was able to thrust into Loki's mouth, one of his hands clenching the bed sheets, the other tightly wrapped in Loki's soft hair.
He knew he wasn't going to last long, he'd been hard ever since they'd sat down in the cinema, and as he watched Loki's head bob up and down, he knew his release was coming and wasn't sure whether Loki was the swallowing type or not.
"Loki-fuck, I'm going to-" Tony managed to choke out.
Loki's eyes flitted up to Tony's for millisecond, giving him an understanding look before continuing. It wasn't long before Tony approached his orgasm, repeating Loki's name as he came, before slumping into the bed, completely and utterly spent.
Loki swallowed diligently, and when he knew Tony was looking at him, licked his lips, causing Tony's cock to twitch, and sat up, stretching slightly and arching his back with his head facing upwards, knowing how good he looked doing this and how obvious it made his erection.
He didn't have to wait long until he was pulled on top of Tony, and then rolled over so that he was pressed against the headboard. Tony's face was millimetres from his, with a devilish smirk lighting up his features as he pointedly looked down at the erection Loki was sporting.
"Let me help you with that," Tony purred, reaching down to pull off Loki's underwear, the latter's breathing hitching as his cock finally sprung free.
Tony stared admirably, only to be interrupted by an exasperated Loki. "I understand your appreciation of my body - believe me, I can tell from your dick – but would you mind hurrying up?"
Tony chuckled at this, his theory had been right.
"What?" Loki asked irritably.
"Your voice. Your accent does get thicker during sex."
Loki was about to object, or say some sort of cutting retort, but whatever he was going to say was prevented by Tony's mouth suddenly sucking on a particularly sensitive part of his neck, resulting in a needy moan.
"Like that, huh?" Tony grinned. He'd made Loki moan before, but nothing quite like the sound he'd just made. He would have to remember that spot.
Loki let out a whimper in response.
He could only watch and feel as Tony licked, sucked and bit a trail down his chest, stopping for a moment to lick and suck a pale nipple, the moan from above only encouraging Tony as his tongue traced along the left side of the V between his hip and kissing his abs before pulling away. Loki went to make a noise of protest, and tried to touch his own cock, only to have Tony swat his hand away with a growl, and press a finger to Loki's lips, effectively silencing him, although still earning a glare.
His glare was changed into a look of interest when he saw what Tony was planning to do. The latter had just begun to lick his hand in an attempt to lubricate it, so that his following movements would be smooth.
"You ready?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow.
Loki rolled his eyes, but nodded all the same.
And with that, Tony wrapped his hand around Loki's cock and began to pump it. Almost instantly, Loki's hips flexed forward into his touch and he closed his eyes, panting. He knew he was going to come sooner that he usually would (probably because sucking your boyfriend off does things to you) and could only moan in anticipation of his orgasm.
To Tony, Loki was generally considered hot. Hot when he was fully clothed, hot when he was shirtless, but when he was naked and aroused? It was as if a god had been allowed to walk on Earth, and that god was Loki. His pale skin was shining in sweat, and his pink lips were swollen and parted eagerly, as well as his raven hair being all tussled. Not to mention his impressive cock. But the feature that caught Tony's attention the most (it also caught his heart but he'd never admit it) was his eyes. Despite having a way with words, and a being a very convincing liar, if you looked carefully enough, you could see Loki's true emotions in his eyes, though he tried his best to hide it.
And currently these eyes had fluttered open, and were giving Tony the hottest bedroom eyes he'd ever seen. Loki's intense green eyes were dark with dilated pupils, and the look he was giving was a mixture of lust and pleasure. And Tony stared back. Everything he'd gone through for this boy and every moment where he doubted that they'd stay together, had been worth it for that one look. To have been the person that gave Loki that much pleasure was the best feeling in the world, and he wouldn't swap it for anything.
He leaned and kissed Loki lightly on the lips for a second, slowing the pace of his hand, knowing how annoyed it would make Loki.
The look in Loki's eye's changed instantly to one of desperation. "Faster!" He said hoarsely.
"What's the magic word?" Tony teased, bringing his hand to what was probably an unbearably slow pace.
"I hate you." Loki muttered "… Please?" He added meekly.
"I wouldn't say that to the person who's currently giving you a hand job." Tony joked, speeding up his strokes.
"Mmm… Please, Tony, fuuuuck, don't stop." Loki managed to get out on the brink of release.
Tony looked surprised at the use of his name by Loki for the first ever time, but continued all the same.
"Fuck, I'm gonna- Fuck, Tony!" Loki cried out wantonly as he came over Tony's hand.
Tony finally stopped, pulling his hand away and licking Loki's come off his fingers, as Loki watched him with hooded eyes from the top of the bed. Tony moved up next to him, kissing him slowly and tenderly.
"You called me Tony. Twice." He murmured.
Loki smiled. "I know."
"So is that going to be a common occurrence now or what?"
"What, your name or the blowjob?" asked Loki.
"Both, I guess."
"Depends on how good the blowjob was." Loki smirked.
"It was amazing. Now I definitely know why you're called silvertongue. How was I?" Tony responded, kicking the covers off and sliding beneath them.
Loki pretended to think hard. "It was up there, I suppose."
Tony turned his back on him.
"I'm kidding, Tony." Loki rolled his eyes.
Tony turned back to face him. "I like it when you call me by my name."
"I thought you would."
They were both quiet for a minute.
"So… Do you want to stay here for the night?" Tony asked awkwardly.
Loki pressed his nose to Tony's. "Yes, you idiot. Though I can't believe Tony Stark is asking me to spend the entire night with him."
"Shut up." Tony rolled his eyes and pulled the sheets over them. "But to be fair, you are the sexiest person to ever have been in my bed before."
"Be quiet and go to sleep, Tony." Loki sighed.
"Ooh, can you say my name again?" Tony asked, pulling a pillow under his head.
"Shut up, or else this will be my first and only time sleeping in your bed, Tony." Loki said sweetly.
"Fine then, gosh. Night, Shakespeare." Tony slid an arm over Loki's waist and pulled him in close.
"Good night, Tony."