Your Words All Over Me
To Tony's surprise, Loki was actually rather good at parenting. He attended to Selene's needs diligently, replacing diapers the second she needed a new one and feeding her formula as soon as she gave her hungry cry. He played with her as often as he could and read a story to her each night before she went to sleep. Maybe his parenting skills were from having children before, Tony figured. Though Loki's children weren't exactly human, they were still kids and Loki seemed to love them and miss them dearly. He never dwelt on them, though, instead choosing to focus on Selene since the others weren't there with him.
Selene was a beautiful little girl in Tony's opinion, but she wasn't the only one living with him he found beautiful. Over a couple weeks, Loki started looking healthier by the day. He looked the same as he did in New York again, but maybe just a little gaunt in the face. He had a slim torso and lean, sinewy muscle. Whenever Loki wore a white T-shirt - which admittedly wasn't often - Tony could see a defined six-pack through it. The sight always made him flush and he hoped Loki wouldn't notice. He found himself looking at Loki more, letting his eyes follow sharp cheekbones, a graceful neck, and captivating eyes.
One day, Tony decided enough was enough and he should just tell Loki how he was feeling. While Selene was sleeping peacefully in her crib (custom-made by Tony), he approached Loki. The Asgardian was sitting on the couch watching a show about the universe - apparently he and Loki shared an interest in space. Tony sat down next to him and said, "I think you should know that you're a 10."
Loki gave a confused laugh. "What does that mean?"
"It means you're hot," Tony said. "Well, not literally hot. Your skin is actually really cold. Damn it, I'm making this awkward. I meant I find you attractive."
Tony had to hide his smirk at the uncharacteristic blush that rose on Loki's cheeks.
"I know you found my Jotun form beautiful, but I never thought you'd be attracted to my regular form," Loki finally said after a couple moments of silence. "I think you're fairly handsome. Handsome enough for me to do this."
Loki made the move he was fantasizing about making - he kissed Tony passionately, drawing the mechanic in closer and keeping a hand behind Tony's neck. Tony relaxed into the kiss, kissing Loki back. The chill of Loki's skin rose goosebumps on Tony's, but he didn't mind. He thought to himself that the cold actually felt good. Tony made the kiss a bit rougher by experimentally nipping at Loki's bottom lip. Loki let out a low moan, quiet but loud enough for Tony to hear. The sound made Tony's blood feel like it was going straight to his cock.
Tony stopped kissing Loki to see what the other would do. Loki pulled Tony back in possessively, kissing him harder and rougher with teasing bites at his lip. Tony wasn't a masochist - or at least he didn't think he was - but he enjoyed the mix of pleasure and just the right amount of pain. Loki got impatient and pulled Tony's shirt off, discarding it on the floor as if it was a rag. He curiously ran his fingers over the scarring where Tony's arc reactor used to be.
"What happened to that glowing thing in your chest?" Loki asked.
"It was protecting my heart from some shrapnel in my chest, but I finally got the shrapnel removed," Tony explained. "So it's gone because I no longer need it. I can still use my suits without it."
Loki nodded and gave Tony a seductive smile before saying, "Should we take this up to your bedroom?"
"Hell yes," Tony said, making Loki laugh. The two headed to Tony's bedroom, a large room with an incredibly plush four-poster bed.
Loki practically pushed Tony onto the bed and wrapped his arms around him. He was about to unbutton Tony's jeans but paused for a moment. "Do you want to have sex? I just need to make sure you actually want it before I start doing anything."
"Yes," Tony answered. "Thanks for being considerate."
Loki proceeded to unbutton and unzip Tony's jeans, pulling them off and tossing them on the floor. He pulled Tony's boxers down just enough to expose the hard, leaking cock inside them. He gave Tony another seductive smile before lowering his head in between the mechanic's legs. Tony had barely any time to process what was going to happen before Loki started sucking his cock.
Tony's breath hitched and he let out a groan. Loki seemed to be an expert at giving head, using his tongue in all the right places and all the right ways and sucking eagerly. He tangled his fingers in Loki's raven-black hair, gently pulling his head closer to the base of his cock. Loki sucked Tony off right until he was about to come and then suddenly stopped. Tony whined, his face and neck flushed.
"You're such a tease," Tony breathed, panting a little.
"Don't worry, I'll allow you to come," Loki promised. "Just not in that way."
Loki took Tony's boxers down all the way and got undressed himself. He searched through Tony's nightstand drawers until he found a bottle of lube next to some condoms. He took it out and lubed up his hands, gently putting his index finger in Tony. He worked his finger in and out, trying to get Tony looser. Tony moaned when Loki's fingertip brushed up against his prostate. Loki repeated the motion and then added another finger, scissoring his fingers in him.
"How are you so good at this?" Tony gasped.
"I had a long list of lovers going during my time in Asgard," Loki admitted with a laugh. "Both men and women, and some non-binary people. Asgardians say I have a silver tongue for two reasons, not just because I'm a skilled liar. Didn't I show you that?"
After working his fingers for a bit, Loki lubed himself up, rolled on a condom and positioned his sizable cock at Tony's entrance. "Ready?"
Tony nodded. Despite the preparation, Tony winced at the size of Loki's cock. Pleasure took over the pain as Loki started thrusting, though. Loki was moving at a teasingly slow pace, relishing in Tony's moans and curses. He started to move faster due to his own impatience, however.
"Say my name," Loki growled, his breath ragged and his voice rough from lust.
"Loki," Tony breathed.
"Louder," Loki said, making his thrusts faster and more powerful.
"Loki!" Tony cried out. His head was swimming from the pleasure and his breath was quickening.
Soon, Tony came with a cry of Loki's name. Loki's climax came soon afterward. When they had come down from their highs, they lay down on their backs, staring at the ceiling. Neither of them could think of what to say, but Loki eventually said, "Did you like that?"
"Yes," Tony replied, his breath still heavy. "Actually, I think that was the best sex I ever had."
"Oh, don't flatter me," Loki laughed. "I'm sure you've had better partners."
"Shut up, it was good," Tony said, laughing a little too.
Loki smiled but his smile fell when an odd feeling washed over him. When he realized just what he was feeling, he blanched. "Tony, something's not right. I can feel someone coming for me."
"Who?" Tony asked curiously. "Thanos, the Other, someone else?"
"The Other," Loki said, trembling. He quickly got dressed and left the room. "I'm sorry, but I have to leave. If he comes here, he'll likely hurt you too."
Loki left and Tony stared up at the ceiling again, trying to quell the fear building up in his stomach. His breathing quickened and as he felt like he was going to faint, J.A.R.V.I.S. notified him that he was having an anxiety attack.