Ever since Loki has returned with Thor and apologized for what he did when he was under mind control Clint has been highly suspicious. Loki always seems less tense when around him. It's confusing Clint deeply.
These strange interactions have been going on for-forever. Whenever they were by each other Loki tried to make him feel safe. Having his hands out, showing no weapons. Smiling, not in a fake way. And eye contact. These little gestures always catch the archer off guard, it's not that it makes him scared. His senses are to high for that. But it does make him confused.
'Why would the person who brain washed me want to be nice to me?'
Clint always had the thought when around him. It was like if a murder stabbed you then said sorry.
He kept wondering if he was trying to gaslight him. At this point of his confused mind he is lost.
"Clint?" A deep voice said.
Clint looked up to Thor.
"You've been staring at the ground for 10 minutes, are you alright?" Thor asked.
"I'm fine, probably just tired." Clint forced a smile at him.
He did not buy it.
"It's the middle of the day. You always get enough sleep."
Clint was lost, once again. How could Thor know if he got enough sleep? He then stood up to walk by Thor when he saw him.
Loki.
"What is it?" Thor asked once again, following his eyes. Landing on his brother.
"Brother!" He announced, leading into a hug.
Loki's arm were frozen at his sides. Making eye contact with Clint after looking down at the man hugging him.
Thor soon remembered.
"Sorry brother! I have to leave, Guardians need me." He said with a final squeeze leaving to the elevator behind Loki.
"Goodbye," Loki said glancing behind him quickly, then back to Clint.
"May we speak? Please."
Clint thought for a moment. He could get answers, but at what cost?
"Alright.." He replied slowly.
Loki pointed to his room, gave to him by Tony after some convincing by Thor.
"Privacy." He answered the question before Clint spoke.
Clint nodded and followed the god.
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After the two have arrived to the room and sat on the bed; Loki spoke.
"Clint I would like to apologize to you directly. Try to answer some of the questions you might have." He started to make eye contact once again.
Clint tensed. He wanted answers.
He soon nodded.
"I am sorry. I know it is hard to believe since I was the one to mind control. However, I was also under a spell by the titan lord Thanos. But I truly would love to try to set things right. I remember everything that I did when I was under his control. And I am so sorry."
Clint let go of his held breathe, relaxing his tense muscles bit by bit. Thinking about his apology over and over again. He soon opened his arms. Hugging motion, but not touching him.
"It's alright. I am sorry as well for what I've done to you.." He spoke mentioning the bruises on him from one of the previous 'fights'.
Loki stared at the open arms.
"You have no reasons to apologize. I am sorry, you shouldn't be."
Clint started to put his arms down when he was pulled into a tight hug.
"Thank you Clinton." Loki said squeezing the mortal tighter. He fell back onto the bed so Clint was now laying on top of the god's chest.
Clint's face flushed from the sudden movement. His emotions don't usually show so hes hoping Loki doesn't. But of course he does.
"Are you blushing Clint?" Loki smirked down at the man on his chest.
"What! No." He said getting up, landing on his lap when Loki followed his movement.
Clint's face turned brighter; Even in the dim light Loki could tell.
Loki leaned forward to the man on his lap.
"Are you sure Clinton?"
"Yes..." Clint replied facing his head towards the other wall, it had a nice bookshelf.
Loki put his hand under his chin, making his head face him. Holding it in place.
"Look at me please Clint."
Clint stared at him, studying his face. He inched closer.
Loki closed the distance between them. Kissing him slowly.
"I truly am sorry."
Clint wasn't mad about the kiss, in fact he enjoyed it.
"I know."
Clint gave him the kiss this time.
Loki soon bit Clint's lower lip, opening his mouth to stick his tongue in. Clint let out a noise, almost a moan. The two tongues fought for dominance, Loki winning.
Clint broke the kiss when he had to breathe, leaving a trail of saliva on his shirt.
"Can we take this further?" Loki asked.
Clint nodded in consent. Kissing him once again.
Loki started stripping the shorter male. Unveiling his abs, soon leading a trail of kisses up to his nipples were he sucks.
Clint let out a high pitched moan.
Loki smirked once again.
"I didn't know you were that loud?"
"Shush!" Clint shout-whispered at Loki; Face burning brighter then before.
Loki began to move down again, removing Clint's pants. Staring at his boner in his boxers.
"Hurry up" Clint whined to the man below him, he would soon be on top of him.
"So impatient." Loki clicked his tongue, quickly removing Clint's boxers and his clothes with his magic.
He then used his magic to lubricate his cock, aliening it with Clint's hole.
"You ready my hawk?"
Clint nodded. Making eye contact with the man that was now above him.
Loki thrusted in, fast. Keep a steady pace. Not wanting the time to go by fast, but making it so that Clint can see stars.
"Fuck! Faster" Clint moaned.
Loki did as told, speeding up his pace, rocking the bed. He then leaned over him completely, stomachs touching. Reaching his neck Loki bit down sucking on Clint's neck; Leaving a nice red hickey on the mans neck.
"Close!" Clint screamed out; Enjoying every bit of it.
Loki decided to tease the man below him, slowing down his pace. Purposely avoiding his prostate.
"Please! Fuck," The archer said scratching at the god's back.
Loki took this as an invitation. Picking up his pace faster then before he thrusted into his hawk directly on his prostate. This caused the shorter male to scream out a fit of moans he has been holding back.
Clint soon came after a while of the treatment.
"I'm cumming my hawk. Take it." He kissed the mans cheek and thrusted once more. Cumming into the archer.
"That was...amazing." Clint said slowly, taking in a breath.
"Indeed it was my hawk." Loki smiled at him, pulling out. Leaving Clint empty.
"Loki-"
Loki turned his head, cleaning them up with his magic and clothing them.
"Yes my hawk?"
"I love you." He mumbled out. But of course the god heard it.
"I love you to my hawk. Go to bed." Loki sad leaning over kissing the archers forehead.
"But-"
"Go to sleep Clinton." Loki smiled at him.
"I do truly love you Clint."
"I love you too."