Chapter 3
"Dessert before dinner." .
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"Welcome home sir!" Jarvis greets him in an obnoxiously cheery tone.
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Tony lifted his head off the cool marble flooring to groan. Loki laughs slightly and shuffles off of him.
"Oww..." He complains, and rubes the back of his head where it had smacked into the floor a few moments earlier.
"I am sorry Anthony." Loki apologies and extends a hand to help him up. Tony leans on his companion and together they hobble to his couch. "I did not aim well enough."
"Jarvis it still smells like new paint in here, open the windows. All of them." Tony commands and Jarvis complies by rotating the floor-to-ceiling bay view windows sideways, and the house takes in a rush of cool early morning air.
"I was wondering what that foul aroma was." Loki wrinkles his nose, then sneezes in an adorably high pitched voice.
"The painters would have finished a few days ago." Tony smiles at Loki and gets the god to blush slightly. "I haven't even slept here yet."
Loki sneezes again, trying to hide the high pitched squeak, and Tony laughs.
"I have a sensitive sense of smell, Tony. It is not humorous." He pouts, his dignity offended.
"I just think its cute." He grins, and Loki blushes further at his comment.
They reach the couch and Tony slumps down and tales in his surroundings. The decorators did a decent job. Thanks Pepper.
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Tony's eyes roll over the new surroundings taking it all in. The re-design of his house after the unfortunate mandarin attack had taken longer than he expected. The overall shape stayed the same, but there were minute differences. The winding metal staircase that extended from his bedroom, to the living room, and down to the garage, was wrapped around a half cylinder of glass. On the inside was a rock garden and Tony loved the way the waterfall sounded, cascading on the inside of the glass cylinder and over the rocks at the bottom.
His eyes glance to the Piano bar, something Pepper insisted on having again. Tony chuckles to himself when he remembers Pepper nicknaming the grand white piano "Pegasus" because of its folded wing-like lid. He only touched it once, just after it was delivered, just to check the tuning of the keys. His busy fingers itched to play it again, but he would christen the new piano with its first song later.
His eyes flick over the curved fireplace and Jarvis turns it on for him. In a quiet whoosh the flame kindles and Tony watches Loki tilt his head in surprise. "Its just gas and tubes" He says by way of explanation. Loki nods appreciatively and pulls the large, fossilized, tree trunk coffee table closer so he can put his feet up on it.
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"You know that weighs, like five hundred pounds right?" He remarks, and Loki simply shrugs and leans back on the couch.
Tony mimics his pose, but keeps his broken leg on the floor, and moves his toes in the soft sheepskin rug that Loki has scrunched up under the couch from moving the table. He tilts his head back, and stares into the pre-dawn sky.
Loki's hand is on his leg, and it slides slowly down to rest on the thigh of his broken leg. Tony twists his head sideways to stare at his partner, his curiosity engaged. "Loki, what are you doing?" He asks and winces as Loki begins to massage his leg above the knee.
"Making you feel better." he replies with a sly grin on his face. Loki's strong fingers begin to work into the meat of his leg in tiny circles, slowly easing the tension from it. Tony sighs with delight as he feels the cool of Loki's magic flow into his leg, and it is as if he is wading through a cold lake, for everything from his waist down is delightfully numb.
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"I can fix the bone if you like, but it will tire you greatly." Loki asks, as he presses his palm against Tony's knee, and he can feel his leg begin to tingle. "You will have to rest for at least half a day."
Tony sighs, slightly frustrated. He wanted to sleep with Loki not beside him. But spending another night with a broken leg is equally unappealing.
"Do it." he says before he can change his mind.
Loki takes Tony's leg and gently props it up on the table. Loki's one hand continues to massage his thigh, and the other dances back and forth along the cast. Tony studies the swift and delicate movements Loki makes. He flicks his wrist and strums his fingers as if he was stitching his bone back together like cloth. Tony's leg begins to cramp and itch fiercely, even through the numbness.
"Hold still Tony, I am nearly finished." Loki murmurs and moves both hands over his leg. He snaps his fingers and the cast disappears, then proceeds to kneed his hands into the soft muscle of his leg. Tony cant help himself and he groans, first in pain, then pleasure as his leg begins to heal. The exhaustion begins to take hold of him, and he shakes his head to keep himself awake.
"Am I causing you distress?" Loki asks and stops moving his hands.
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Tony shakes his head as the darkness begins to creep up in the back of his brain. "Just tired... feels like I ran a marathon." He sighs.
Loki lets go of his leg, to trace a delicate finger down his rough stubble. "I shall stop here, then." he says lightly, and with a twist of his wrist, the numbness is gone, and Tony's leg throbs slowly. His head tilts froward on its own accord and Loki catches him before he faints.
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"Easy Anthony," Loki cajoles him, and holds him up against the couch. "Where is your bed?"
Tony manages a gasp. "Upstairs." He rolls his eyes, and Loki takes one of his arms to sling over his shoulder. Together they hobble to the base of the stairs. Tony puts one foot on the metal staircase and is legs buckle beneath him. He giggles from overexertion and Loki smiles tenderly as he scoops him up in his arms.
Tony rests his head against the god's green tunic and hums contently as he listens to the beating heart of Loki. He can hear the Asgardian chuckle deep in his chest, and Loki steps off the landing and into his bedroom. Loki walks without a sound over to his large bed and gently lets Tony down to stand.
Tony braces himself against the headboard and watches as Loki pulls the blue and brown sheets back. Tony gingerly slips into the unbelievably soft bed and makes a little happy sound in the back of his throat as Loki pulls the covers over him. Tony closes his eyes and waits for Loki to snuggle next to him.
After a moment of silence he peeks open and finds that Loki is walking down past his bed, and heading for the door. Tony takes a pillow, and in a burst of energy, tosses it. It hits Loki squarely in the back of the head and Tony laughs at the god's miffed expression.
"My house, my rules." Tony starts. "You are sleeping with me. Now get over here before I crawl out after you."
Loki plays with the pillow in his hands, clearly over-thinking again. "Tony, are you certain this is what you want?" Loki asks and Tony can sense the heaviness behind his words.
Tony manages to sit up and tries to muster all the waning energy he has, in order to speak. "Loki, I have never been more sure of anything in my life. Come here, I missed you. I need your company. Please?" He pats the bed beside him, and Loki playfully tosses the pillow back at him.
"Alright dear Anthony." Loki sighs and snaps his fingers, changing his clothes and Tony's, to cotton pants and thin tunics. A green one for Loki, and a blue one for him.
"Asgardian pajamas?" Tony pulls the material around his shirt, feeling the tightly stitched fibers.
"Of sorts." Loki replies and he pulls back covers to slide in. Tony instantly moves closer to his personal ice pack and wraps an arm around Loki's chest. He nuzzles into the shape of Loki's body and sighs with content as Loki flips over onto his side and interlocks their legs together. Loki's arm goes around his shoulder in a hug, and Tony responds by tilting his head up to kiss the bottom of Loki's neck.
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"I couldn't sleep well in the hospital." He admits. "I guess I got used to hearing you breathe when you sleep."
Loki kisses the crown of his hair. "I missed your warmth, my little star." Loki croons and runs a finger over his arc reactor. " Your steady heartbeat was my focus, my lullaby. It comforts me to hear it once again."
"Mm mm..." Tony muses happily. "and no more nightmares now."
"Only sweet dreams." Loki finishes.
Tony begins to lose the fight to stay awake and shifts his body up in the bed so he can look into his partner's heart-breakingly beautiful emerald eyes. They water slightly, and a tiny but genuine smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. "You're safe here, Loki. I promise." Tony whispers and takes the god's mouth on his own in a tender kiss.
"I am glad to have found you, my dear Anthony." Loki speaks quietly and hugs him close to his body.
Tony has never known this kind of piece before, he loves being held in his partner's strong arms. He sighs and places his hand under Loki's chest, so he can feel his companion breathe. His own breath slows down to match, and Loki gently strokes his fingers through his short hair, crooning to him as he drifts to sleep.
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Quite a few sleepy hours later...
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Tony wakes up with a long stretch. He savors the way he pops his joints, and when he reaches out to give Loki a good morning kiss, he frowns when his hand closes on empty sheets.
"Mmmmff..." He mumbles and slowly opens one eye, searching for the god of mischief. "Loki..." He moans.
I swear if he buggered off last night I'll-
"TONY!" Loki shrieks as he skids through the door way. "Wake up! We have guests!"
Tony, in his pre-coffee brain fog panics. "Shit! Jarvis, go to lock down mode, I wont have one S.H.I.E.L.D agent step foot in-"
"Its not that!" Loki says excitedly and runs up to pull the covers off him. Tony plays tug of war for a moment, until he manages to focus on Loki's face. The god is nearly ecstatic with glee. "Come quickly Tony! Also, do you have any carrots or apples?"
"What?" he asks still dazed as Loki yanks him up and on his feet, deaf to his protests. "What? Apples? Pepper hates apples. Is she here? What time is it? Whats going on?" he rambles as Loki drags him down the stairs.
Loki leaves him at the bottom of the stairs and runs towards the kitchen. "Where are the apples and carrots tony?" He demands as he slams the fridge open, nearly knocking it over.
"Its too early..." Tony groans and rubs the sleep out of his eyes in an effort to wake himself up.
"Its nearly sunset Tony, you have slept most of the day away! Ah! I've found them!" Loki grins as he slams the door shut with his foot. He slides over to him, and picks him up by his hand until he stands.
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"Loki what is going on?" He demands, getting angry at the green bundle of energy pushing and pulling him down the hall.
"Be quiet!" Loki hushes him and points out the front door to two mule deer grazing in the roundabout.
"Deer? You woke me for deer?" He mumbles. "I've never seen one come all the way up here before.
"It is in our good nature to feed out guests Tony." Loki whispers and he opens the glass door slowly.
Tony watches as the two stags graze happily on the little round patch of lawn. Loki snaps a carrot in half and the bigger buck lifts its head, and flicks its tail in annoyance as it catches their sent.
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"Ah here is the guardian, the prince of his little herd." Loki whispers and kneels on the concrete. Loki looks up to him with such an honest and waiting expression that Tony cant help himself and he kneels beside his companion.
Tony watches the second deer flick up its head, and it cranes its heavily scarred face and neck to wards Loki. "And this is the warrior, it looks like he as fought bravely. Come closer, I have a gift for you." Loki whispers and holds out the half carrot. The scarred deer's ears flick forwards at the soft sound of Loki's voice and it takes a half step forward. Tony notices it is limping slightly.
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"Tony, take an apple and hold it out flatly in your palm. Catch the other stag's attention and he will come to you." Loki whispers.
Tony takes an apple and twists it in half in his hands. He holds the treat out and wriggles his knees, trying to find a comfortable position with his sore leg. There are little pieces of rock digging into his knees and he tries to get them out. Loki places a hand on his leg and stops his movement.
"Hush Anthony, be still." Loki commands in a whisper and Tony watches the warrior deer's hooves splay over the pavement as it slowly hobbles towards Loki. The deer snorts at Loki's hand, but his companion remains still.
Tony watches Loki's face soften to a peaceful expression, and he holds his hand out a little farther. The scarred deer takes a cautious bite, and decides its safe to munch the carrot from the god's nimble hands. Tony smiles as Loki breaks into silent laughter, his pearly white teeth flashing in the sunlight.
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He's so calm... Tony lets his mind wander as he watches Loki enjoy himself. This is not the man who attacked New York. This isn't even the person who saved my life, or the friend who I've kissed. This is something pure and fragile. Its as if Loki is letting me see a real piece of him, unguarded and wholly beautiful.
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What happened to you Loki? Why does my heart ache ever since I touched your memories back in the temple?
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Tony is brought out of his downward spiral by the guardian deer's wet nose, probing his hand.
"It wont bite you." Loki says, assuming the deer was the cause of his frown. The larger guardian deer gently nudges his hand, and takes a large bite of the apple. Its eyes widen at the taste of its treat and Tony sits patiently as it consumes the rest of the apple. It flicks out its ridiculously long tongue and Tony manages a chuckle as it tickles him. It nibbles at his palm and Tony reaches for a carrot and offers it to the guardian deer. It crunches the vegetable happily and it snorts after taking a larger bite.
Tony looks over to Loki's scarred deer, and sees that his companion has managed to draw in the stag so close that he is softly petting the white fur on its chest. Loki is humming a little tune as his fingers card through the thick fur, and the scarred deer flicks its head appreciatively. Not to be outdone, Tony lures his deer closer, just enough that he manages to touch the tender spot where its antlers join its head. Tony scratches the velvet covered antler base and the princely deer lifts its hind leg to scratch at its belly like a happy dog.
"Aww ya..." Tony croons to the deer. "Is that a good scratch?" The stag practically burrows its head into Tony's hand, thoroughly enjoying the attention.
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He hears Loki laugh softly beside him and watches the god place the last treat into the deer's mouth. Not satisfied however, the scarred deer climbs over Loki's folded legs to butt its antlers against Tony's side, seeking more food.
"I don't have any more!" Tony exclaims as his guardian deer steps onto his knees, sniffing his hair for traces of food. "Stop it! Bad deer. Loki help please!" Tony cries as the two stags snuff and nibble around him in their search for more tasty apples.
Loki chortles above him, and leans against the entry way wall. "You got yourself into this, you can get yourself out." he playfully mocks.
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The guardian stag is practically on top of him now and he gently tries to push it off his lap. "Shoo! Off! Hey, Stop that!" he tugs a piece of his blue tunic from the scarred deer's mouth. "Loki I'm going to be eaten alive here! I'll do anything, just get them off me!" he begs and then laughs as the guardian deer licks his beard.
"Anything?" Loki purrs and Tony mentally hits himself for what he's just said. But the scarred deer hits him with his velvet covered antlers, and Tony is forced to lie down to avoid the playful headbutting.
"Ack fine! Anything!" He caves and he watches Loki stand above his head. Loki crouches to place a hand on each deer's head and Tony is given an eyeful of the god through the thin cotton pants. "Shit, Loki watch where you're sitting." He grumbles, and just as he is about to crawl to a sitting position, The two stags nimbly walk off him, and saunter off down the road without so much as a thank-you fro their dinner. Tony notices that the scarred deer hasn't limped once since Loki fed it.
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Loki extends a hand and helps him to his feet. "I though I was going to be a Tony appetizer there for a second." he admits.
Loki grins wolfishly at him. "Now, dear Stark, I believe you owe me-"
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"Hey, did you heal the deer?" Tony interrupts.
Loki's eyes falter for a moment. "I have been found out it seems. I dislike seeing animals in pain." He frowns.
Tony, sensing a deeper story prods him further. "And how exactly did you get them to leave? Is it some kind of telepathy, can you actually talk to animals?"
Poke poke, don't poke the dragon. His mind warns.
"Nothing of the sort. I have empathy with animals, they understand me in the way that all animals understand each other." Loki responds, trailing his hand through his long dark locks, clearly uncomfortable with the line of questioning.
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"Wait did you say you were an animal?" Tony asks, not sure if Loki is jerking him around.
Loki opens the door, attempting to leave the conversation, but Tony persists, his curiosity winning out over his tact.
"In a way, yes." Loki admits. "The form of the horse is a particular favourite of mine. I enjoyed roaming the plains of Asgard, running with the wind. It helped to settle unruly emotions."
Tony cant help himself. "So its true then, what the books say." He asks not really sure if he wants to hear the answer.
Loki absentmindedly fixes his wind tossed hair in a large antique mirror, hand balancing on the rim. "And what do these books say about me?" He asks in a casual tone.
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Poke poke, there goes his hand down the dragon's throat.
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"That you one: Turned into a horse, Two: you were a mare, not a stallion, Three: got pregnant from a horse god, Four: gave birth to and eight legged colt and lastly, Five: gave your beating ball of joy to his grandfather to ride. How'd I do?" Tony asks, and upon seeing Loki's reaction, immediately takes a few large steps backwards.
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Incoming Diva-explosion! Duck and cover folks!
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Loki's hand on the mirror crunches into the metal with a squeal, and the glass shatters.
"You know for the entire minute and a half I've looked at that mirror, I really hated it." Tony forcibly laughs, trying to backpedal to the stairs, but Loki cuts him off.
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"THAT IDIOTIC, ROWDY DRUNKARD." Loki seethes and throws his hands up in the air.
Yep I should have kept my big mouth shut. Always have to poke don't you Stark? There goes your arm down the dragons gullet.
"That uncouth, brawling ox! You scullion! You rampallian! You fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe!" Loki spits with an angry passion and he zeroes in on Tony who is the only possible vent to his temper-tantrum.
"Who are we name-calling?" Tony cowers in front of the fuming god, while simultaneously trying very hard (and somewhat failing) to not laugh at Loki's absurd insults.
"THOR!" Loki shouts, and then collapses his head in his hands to mumble darkly. "Thor you had one task. One simple task, all that was required of you was to help the mortal's re-creation of the twice burned volume of Gylfaginning." Loki yells to the heavens. "If this is revenge for what I did on your birthday when we were children, I have paid for that already!"
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Poke. Poke. "What happened on Thor's birthday?" He asks, ready to leap away at a moment's notice.
Loki takes in a deep breath and tires to calm himself. "All I said was that If we continue to celebrate his birthday on Midgard, he might dress himself accordingly."
"and this was..."
"I shaved his head while he slept. Thus he was re-born into the world as a soft-headed babe."
"YOU SHAVED HIS HEAD?" Tony laughs, trying to imagine Thor bald. "He must have looked like a naked bear!" He howls uproariously, and it earns a small grin from Loki.
"It was immensely hilarious. I waned a painting commissioned, but Thor refused to come out of his room until his hair grew back."
Tony wipes a tear away from his eyes. "Ahh god I wish I was there to see that." Tony gives one last chuckle and begins again "So what really happened then?" he asks, this time a little more cautiously.
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Loki sighs in exasperation. "Lopthæna my lovely horse, gave birth to Sleipnir, not me. I helped to foal him because of the difficulties my dear Lopthæna had with his extra limbs. I also aided in raising him, and In turn he, his mother and I created a unique bond together. They were the ones who showed me the joy of running as a steed. He was never, and shall never be Odin's as long as I draw breath."
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"Thor really exaggerates doesn't he?" Tony asks.
Loki sighs. "Unfortunately that is a gift of his."
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"Sir, I am here to remind you that you have diner reservations in an hour and a half. Might I suggest putting on some proper clothes?" Jarvis interrupts.
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"Diner reservations?" Loki raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
"I thought you deserved a proper meal." Tony asks and slowly leans into Loki. "I set it up back in the hospital." Tony ghosts his lips over Loki's teasing the god.
"We should prepare ourselves for dinner then. Have you a bathing chamber?" The god asks seductively, catching onto Tony's intentions. "I wish to redeem your dept to me."
"Upstairs, my bedroom." Tony says and gives Loki a teasing kiss before climbing the stairs.
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It is a fight to make it all the way to the bedroom. After his outburst Loki's energy seems even higher than usual. When Loki catches him by the waistband of his pants at the doorway it takes everything Tony has not to push the god up against the wall and take him right then and there. But it is Loki who pushes him up agaisnt the wall, catching his lips in a smothering kiss and refusing to let his mouth go until Tony is gasping for air.
Loki growls in his ear. "That was for rallying me up so."
Tony manages to duck under his arms and places a hand on the bathroom wall. There is no door here, just a simple open concept wall separating the rest of Tony's bedroom from the bathroom.
"Let me get the water ready." Tony consoles him, not wanting to go to dinner with bruised lips.
Tony steps over the shower threshold and turns on all three waterfall style shower heads. The constant flow of water bounces off the smooth brown river stones that line his absurdly long shower. Tony takes his time adjusting the temperatures, all the while tilting his hips and generally making a show of himself. His clothes become soaked under the spray and just as he is about to turn around, Loki sneaks up behind him. The god takes a fistful of his tunic from the back, and pulls it tight against his body.
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"Lets be rid of these troublesome garments, shall we?" Loki commands, and Tony shivers with anticipation.
Loki hooks a finger into the "v" of the tunic neck, starting the rip. The god then pulls the fabric tighter and it tears slowly from his body. Tony thoroughly enjoys the sensation of the fabric clinging against his body, and his blood begins to rush as Loki rips the garment free.
"Is it true?" Loki hums in his ear as his hands roam around his body, touching, caressing and tantalizing him.
Tony's mind is quickly turning to lather. " Is what true?" He moans as one of Loki's hands hitches on his waistband, pulling it against him like his shirt.
"Have you never been claimed by another man?" Loki asks with a possessive tone. Tony gives a short whine as Loki tears the soaking wet pants from his body, and pushes him chest first against the wall.
Tony tires to twist around, he wants to be the one to take Loki here, but the god refuses to let him move.
"I am always the dominant one, so yes, I've never been claimed."
Loki growls deep in his chest and Tony can feel the vibration through his bare back. "I shall be the first to take you. You are mine, and you will call my name out to the very stars as I make you scream in pleasure."
Tony's fights an internal battle between forcibly seducing Loki until he yields, or giving in to the god's tantalizing promises. His debate stops when one of Loki's hands reaches down to cup his ass, giving it a hard and playful squeeze. "What say you dear Anthony? Or have I made you lose your tongue with so little effort? A pity, as I have great need of it now."
Loki continues to massage him and Tony wriggles his hips, wanting Loki to go farther.
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He has never been so wound up before, and never has he wanted someone with an insatiable hunger that he feels now, with Loki. He needed the god, he needed to feel Loki move inside him and he needed it right god-damned now.
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"Yes..." He moans and the god rewards him by kissing the back of his neck. "I- I want you." He admits and Loki turns him around so that their lips crash together. Tony winds his hands through Loki's luxurious black hair and tilts the angle of his mouth to better gain access to him. Tony savours the sweet taste of the god and rakes his hand across Loki's shirt, trying to pull it off. Loki simply waves his hand and the soaking wet clothes disappear from his body. Loki grinds his hips into him and Tony groans in pleasure at the skin on skin contact.
Loki takes advantage of his moan, and tilts his head up so that the god is nipping at the underside of his chin. Tony squirms when Loki finds a particularly sensitive spot where his jugular meets his chin and latches on there, causing Tony to crane his neck upwards, seeking more contact.
"I know what drives you wild, dear Anthony." Loki persists and Tony feels Loki's cool hands take his length. He bucks up at the intimate contact and draws his nails across Loki's back, causing the god to moan against him.
Tony takes charge of the kiss, his tongue swirling in Loki's mouth, pushing his lover's head back with each hungry advance. Loki moves him slightly so that the spray of water falls on his now overly sensitive shaft, and lets the water act like a lubricant as he is stroked by the god.
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"More, Loki please.." Tony begs, he wants Loki with an overwhelming urge now.
"My sweet, you only had to ask, and I will give you what you need." Loki purrs. The god pulls back from him and Tony is finally given a view of his lovers body. Tony molests Loki with his eyes, roaming over the proud cut shoulders, the slender but strong chest, his perfectly built hips and the muscled legs that would not quit. When his eyes roam over the sheer size of the god's shaft, Tony balks slightly.
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I am going to need so much lube for this...
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Loki taps his chin closed with a finger. "Do not gawk Anthony, it is quite rude." He says with a playful smirk, knowing full well that he is going to overpower him. "Do you have any oils?"
Tony picks up a small container of cooling lubricant and puts a generous allotment on his hands. "Allow me," Tony asks, glad to have some control back. He quickly rubs his hands together to activate the solution and pulls Loki close. Tony takes the god's well endowed length in his hands and gently, but firmly begins to caress his lover. Loki bucks his hips at the contact and a rush of pleasure spills through him as Loki gives a delicious whimper.
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"What is tha- ah!" Loki cries as the lubricant begins to affect him. He digs his nails into Tony's shoulders and takes a few heavy kisses from him as Tony continues to stroke the god.
"Something I came up with myself." Tony murmurs and gives Loki a squeeze, causing him to wither in his hands.
"Stark, that is most- Hngg.." Loki's voice is cut off by another moan as Tony begins to fondle the tip of his shaft, letting his fingers trace patterns in the hard flesh.
"I think I enjoy making you speechless." Tony says and stokes the hard god with a little force, and Loki whines above him.
"Enough Tony..." Loki begs and Tony gives him one last pump with his hand before releasing him. Loki quickly takes the bottle from Tony and spreads some on his fingers.
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"It is my turn. Do not fear Anthony, I will be gentle with you." Loki whispers in his ear as he traces Tony's entrance with a lube tipped finger.
"That's what I was afraid of." Tony admits. "I prefer to rough-house anyways."
Loki gives him the most filthy expression Tony has ever witnessed and smiles like a Cheshire cat. "I was hoping you would agree to that." Loki says and without warning slips two fingers inside him at once.
A gasp is torn from his lungs and Loki chuckles darkly. The god moves his fingers up and down inside him and Tony's back is pressed up against the shower wall. Loki twists his fingers in a circular motion, curving them slightly and Tony goes wild when the god touches that ever sensitive ball of nerves. "Oh, yes Loki." Tony begs and He feels a third finger enter him, and he is begins to stretch.
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"Relax Stark." Loki commands, and Tony loves the commanding way he says his name.
Tony tries to ease his tight muscles, but he finds it difficult. Loki senses this and begins to lightly tease his length until Tony allows further penetration. After a moment, Loki spreads his fingers inside him and Tony winces slightly at the unyielding pressure. He burrows his nails into Loki's back, seeking a release from the light torment.
Loki removes his hand and Tony whines at the lack of physical contact. "Are you prepared enough, lover?"the god asks and picks up Tony by his hips.
"Loki, yes. Oh god I need you. Please..." he begs, starving for physical release.
Loki smiles and positions himself under Tony, and he can feel the head of Loki's length press at his entrance. Loki takes his mouth in a slow kiss, and begins to push into him.
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Right away Tony knows he's in trouble with the size of his lover, and Loki's head barely enters him when he asks the god to stop. "just give me a moment, forget what I said before." he pants and Loki's eyes turn from hunger to concern. Loki kisses him, gently, sweetly until he clams down enough to allow him to proceed. He nods to Loki and the god presses further in. He winces as Loki's girth stretches him far more than was comfortable, but he trusts his lover, and lets him continue gently forward. Bit by bit Loki sheathes himself into him.
Tony is getting to the point of unbearably full and Loki gives one last little push and finally fills him completely.
"Relax your body lover. I and will turn you over to pleasure." Loki whispers and gently kisses his chest, his neck and his lips until Tony manages to loosen somewhat.
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"I'm ok, you can move now." Tony admits and Loki pulls halfway out before pushing slowly and carefully back into him. Tony's toes curl in a mixture of pain an pleasure and he whimpers slightly.
"Am I hurting you Anthony?" Loki asks voice full of concern and Tony shakes his head.
"No, keep going." He pants and Loki thrusts in and out of him, slightly quicker this time.
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Loki catches his mouth again and begins a slow but steady rhythm inside him. Tony wiggles his hips slightly forward and he finds an angle that offers him less pain. Loki moves one of his hands under Tony's thigh and holds it against the wall, causing most of Tony's weight to fall on Loki's body. Tony groans, this time in pleasure, and Loki thrusts slightly upward, hitting his prostate and sending him into bliss.
"Right there." Tony whispers and Loki ruts slightly harder this time. Tony relishes the feeling of Loki's hard shaft tight against his walls, and he groans as the second stage of the lubricant takes effect. His insides tingle with a powerful cooling sensation and it slightly numbs him, making way for sheer pleasure.
Loki has also been affected but he lubricant and the god begins to mutter the most obscenely dirty pillow talk Tony has ever heard, most of it in other languages.
"Loki, faster." Tony commands and the god obliges him. Tony digs his hands into Loki's back and ass, and he is now thrusting down every time his lover moves up. Loki burrows his face into Tony's neck and without warning, bites him on the shoulder and thrusts into him roughly. Tony cries out at this treatment and Loki proceeds to repeat it several times until Tony's mind is nearly blinded with desire.
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"Harder now..." He pants and his god thrust into him with intensity, every strike hitting him right where he needs it most. Loki spreads bold his legs against the wall now, and bores into him with power and little control. Tony's hips buck at the onset of the beginnings of his orgasm. The heat of passion pools in his belly and he chants his lovers name like a mantra. "Loki, Loki, Loki... Please... yes! There! Oh god its so good, I cant... I need.."
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Loki's own hips rut into him at irregular intervals and Tony can feel the heat of his lover warm inside him with his own climax imminent.
"Mine." the god commands ad gives him a couple brutal thrusts as his hand closes over Tony's shaft at last. "You are mine, say it."
Tony is so unbearable close now, and he whimpers against Loki's body. "Yours. I'm yours. Loki please!" he begs and just when he is about to scream his lovers name, Loki clamps down hard on his shaft, cutting off his orgasm before it starts. Tony snarls in frustration of being denied, and then Loki give a few quick pumps and comes inside him with a moan. Tony is filled to the point of bursting and he squirms under the onslaught of Loki's continuing thrusts, intent of emptying into him fully. He can feel the god's length twitch inside him, but he does not stop moving.
"That was for leaving me to my own devices back in my cell." Loki growls in pleasure, his pale face flushed with heat from his orgasm.
Tony whines and struggles against his lover, desperate to orgasm "God-damn it, Loki let me come!" Tony begs and Loki pulls out of him, causing Tony to growl again.
"Belly against the wall, Stark, and I will finish with you." Loki says and pushes him to the wall.
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Tony groans as Loki lifts him up, and Tony reaches his hands down to stroke himself. Loki catches his hands and forces them above his head. "If you pleasure yourself," Loki says an thrusts into him, causing Tony to cry out in delight. "I will stop. Is that understood?" Loki commands and Tony is a pleading mess at this point, agreeing to anything Loki asks of him. Tony braces his hands against the shower wall, and balls his fists to resist the temptation to move.
Loki pushes his hips against Tony and the god sinks even deeper into him in this position. Loki takes both hands on his hips and ruts into him, hitting the bundle of nerves with every push. Tony pushes back into this lover, seeking more contact, and Loki presses him up against the wall.
Tony is so hard that it is verging on painful and if he doesn't get an orgasm soon he is going to flip. "Loki!" he grunts at a particular rough thrust. "I need-" Loki cuts him off, by biting the back of his neck in a possessive way. A sob of need escapes his lips and he tries another way. "Loki, my god, my prince, please let me come!" He gasps and panders to his lover's ego, knowing that a full tilt diva wouldn't resist a request like that.
Loki growls in his ear. "I have tormented you long enough sweet Anthony, I shall give you what you need." the god clasps his hand around his outrageously sensitive shaft and begins to pump him in opposition to the trusts he is giving. Tony's legs begin to buckle beneath him and he begins to a high pitched keen at his imminent orgasm.
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Loki's breath hitches behind him and Tony can feel the god twitch inside him, ready to empty again.
"So close.." He manages and Loki growls into his ear.
"Say my name." he commands and Tony whines.
"Loki..." the build up of heat is overwhelming now.
"Say my name." Loki grunts and twists deliciously inside him, making Tony cries out in need.
"Loki -Ah!" Tony warbles.
"Say my name!" He orders and scratches Tony's back with his nails.
"Hng.. Loki!" He pleads, so achingly close.
"SAY MY NAME!" his lover howls and comes inside him with a roar.
"LOKI!" Tony screams as the most powerful orgasm he's ever had wracks his body, sending him over the edge with bliss. Loki pumps inside of him, stuffing him to the brim with his seed. Loki gives Tony a few last strokes, milking out all the pent up frustration and sexual tension.
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God, its still not subsiding...this is ecstasy...
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Tony moans and Loki gently finishes him off, caressing him until the waves of his climax stop flooding him with pleasure.
Tony slumps against the shower wall, utterly spent now. Loki pulls out of him and Tony twists around to kiss his lover.
"That was the best fuck I've ever had." Tony sighs and Loki smiles.
"That was the best fuck you've had so-far." Loki corrects him and Tony groans against him.
"I'm not going to be able to walk straight fro a week." he admits and lightly kisses a bruise he made on his lover's flushed body.
Loki reaches for a bottle of shampoo. "Now lets get ourselves cleaned up before dinner, shall we?"
Tony laughs, his emotions at an unbelievable high. "I love you Loki." he says and kisses his god sweetly.
"And, I Love you too, dear Anthony." Loki says and holds him to his chest as he returns his kiss.