God of Mischief

"I really should get the lab ready for them and I have to touch base with Bruce."

Loki sighed heavily in response.

"Just a few days, Lok, I promise."

The prince’s face finally softened, kissing the tip of his husbands nose, “I’ll miss you.”

Tony chuckled lightly, “I’ll be right downstairs”

"but your mind will be a million miles away."

"Then I guess its a good thing you only like me for my body," he smiled, plucking the ravens lips into his own

They kissed languidly before Tony pulled away and pressed his lips to Loki’s neck, humming against his throat before forcing himself to turn away. Descending the stairs, he pushed his hand to the access pad and entered his lab. Cracking his neck he plopped onto his chair and slid up to the computer. Putting on his sensor gloves, he began blue prints to build a quantum field generator, hoping that by pulling apart each internal make up he can identify the mutation.

"Its good to see you working again, Sir," Jarvis chimed in

"Thanks, J. Dont think his highness is too happy about it though."

"Thats the price of marrying Tony Stark."

Tony huffed a short laugh then threw the blue prints into the middle of the room and stepped into them.

The first night passed quickly, Tony found a tray of food waiting at his desk, which he swears Loki must have magiced there because he didnt see or hear him. He fell asleep on the fold out cot, waking early to work on the plans, again food appearing randomly throughout the day. It was on the third day that loki must have had enough.

Tony was sitting on his work bench, twisting a screw into the side on a large metal piece that would go into the generator. He hummed along to the music playing in the lab

I was born sick, But I love it Command me to be well Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen

He felt arms snake around him from behind, loki humming into his neck with soft kisses.

"Hey you," tony smiled, leaning into the touch.

Loki pulled him to his feet, his hips slowly swaying to the music, pulling tony’s body into similar motion. Hands roamed under the front of Tony’s shirt as they began to grind against eachother to the rhythm. Both men breathing heavy, Tony turned, pushing Loki back and propping him up onto a table. Their mouths found eachother in a desperate heat, Tony still grinding between Loki’s legs to the music. Loki pulled away, Tony’s tongue tucked between his teeth before he released it with a wet pop.

"Meet me in our bedroom in ten minutes," the raven breathed.

Tony sighed, “I really should finish up here…”

As the engineer turned to look behind him to motion to the lab, Loki ran his tongue over his hear, sucking in his lobe and biting down softly. Tony barely contained a groan before clearing his throat,

"Right. Ten minutes. No problem."

Loki smiled wickedly before sliding off the table and making for the door. Tony sat to finish his work, glancing up at the clock every fifteen seconds.

"Jarvis, is that clock right? It said its only been 4 minutes."

"The clock is correct sir. Shall I set an alarm?"

"Just remind me."

"Of course."

Tony finished a few more bolts when jarvis began to speak again,

"Sir-"

Tony was out of the lab before he could finish.

In the bedroom Tony walked into silence. He could hear movement in the bathroom so he decided to wait and approached the bed.

“Girls day then”

she stated satisfied

“I’ll grab the other’s and see you in twenty”

Shoving the phone back into his pocket Loki blew a kiss towards the direction of the lab and jogged for the stairs to their bedroom grabbing his leather jacket, and stealing a glance of himself in the mirror as he walked past. He noticed is hair was getting much longer than he remembered, and slicked the unruly ebony wires back into place. He heard the incessant knocking on the front door as Loki rummaged the kitchen for a snack. What he found was practically a meal meant for two. Stuffing the remainder of his sandwich in his mouth, and a chocolate bar in his jacket pocket Loki went to the door. Natasha leaned against the door frame, her sunglasses hanging off the end of her nose when she tilted her head down to look the god in the eyes without obstruction. Behind her he could see Louise in the driver seat of her Porsche and Betty behind her hanging out the window with a grin on her face

“Get in loser, we’re going shopping”

Betty giggled and earned a smirk from Louise. Loki slipped his hand around Natasha’s waste and tugged her toward the car with him. Slipping into the back next to Betty, Natasha pulled the seat back for Loki

“where to girls? I slipped this from Anthony”

holding up between his fingers was a platinum credit card, the girls hooted and howled at the sight

“Screw shopping lets go buy an island!”

Natasha said. Loki’s brow knotted in confusion as he looked back at the red head

“but we’ve already got two”

the agent shook her head starring back at the god

“I hate you”

Louise shifted and set the car into a squealing motion out the driveway and onto the street, cutting off another car that honked and swerved to avoid hitting them. A short but dangerous car ride later they arrived at their destination, Rodeo drive. Loki had been once when Tony bought him his first wardrobe, Loki had contended it wasn’t necessary and that he could still have the use of his magic for clothing, but Tony insisted. Loki realized it was Tony’s way of showing the prince he could provide and protect in way’s Loki hadn’t thought about. Snapped out of his trip down memory lane, Natasha shook the seat

“Lets go Sebby!”

Loki visibly shook at the sound of his alter name used in such a way

“Do not call me that”

“Yeah Nat it’s bash for short”

Betty explained

“Why do we need to call you Sebastian? It’s not as if hearing your name will set off some alarm. My friends dog is named Loki for god’s sake”

Loki’s head snapped in Natasha’s direction, his entire body turned around in the seat

“you people have named animals after me?”

the prince was genuinely insulted at the notion. A dog? Bearing his name?

“relax, it’s not like they named their horse after you”

Natasha stuck her tongue out at the god and dodged a swift swipe of Loki’s hand by crawling out on Betty’s side. Hearing the women laugh and tease made the god actually crack a smile himself

“Uh oh someone has a sense of humor hiding in there”

Betty jabbed as she peeked at Loki through the open door. The god bit his lip to hide the smile and slipped out the car, any hint of his smile gone as he adjusted his jacket. On the sidewalk Louise looped her arm with Loki’s

“so… Tell us, what’s new?”

Loki glanced at her from the corner of his eye, he could feel Betty and Natasha close behind him. He wondered what harm would really come of telling them exactly what had happened, surely Betty and Natasha were no strangers to the type of information he could share, minus of course the dragons. Especially Natasha had more secrets than one person should have in a single lifetime. Loki decided what they wanted to hear and what they should were two different things.

“well Anthony and I decided a second honeymoon was in order. We even invited a friend… or two”

he spoke smirking at the memory, of Tony’s forceful words in a distant tongue, how possessive he’d seen him act, and Loki loved it. Betty was quick at his side, holding onto his arm for eagerness and Loki sensed partially for balance. The prince spared no detail, Betty listened intently, Natasha zoned in and out but the flush on her cheeks told the prince she was very much present for the story than she allowed to let on, and Louise just smiled

“You filthy whore”

Louise finally said through her scarlet lips that stayed up turned in her amusement

“I’m thoroughly jealous of your perfect marriage and now perfect sex life”

Loki shrugged, he knew what he had was anything but perfect, but there were times even he could be fooled into thinking it was. From store to store the foursome strolled, walking out with a bag or two, or in Natasha’s case one or six bags. When they passed a lingerie store Loki stopped and stared at the mannequin, her plastic figure showing the physique of the perfect body. The three stopped with him and admired the undergarments as well

“What’s the point?”

Loki finally asked

“the point?”

Louise sounded confused

“Yes. What is the reasoning behind this sort of garments? Tony stopped buying.. what are they called? Underwear, yes. He stopped buying those for me some time ago because I never wore them, I never saw the purpose. Your clothes hide anything that would be called publicly indecent, so what is the point?”

The girls glanced at each other and laughed

“Oh darling this sort of clothing holds many purposes. The most important of them all is that they don’t stay on very long”

“You think we we this for comfort?”

Natasha retorted

“It makes men go from intellectuals to down right primitive man”

Loki cocked his head interested

“and men likes this on women?”

“oh yes”

Betty said

“and on men too”

Louise said bumping her hip giants Loki’s side, her eyebrow cocked up

“No no no no”

Loki shook his head, his hands out

“Well why not?”

Louise pouted

“I would look utterly ridiculous”

The three girls grabbed Loki by the arms and drug the god inside the shop. Pushing him into a dressing room the girls grabbed items off the rack and threw them over the door. Sitting on the plush couches outside the dressing room the girls waiting patiently. One by one Loki reluctantly walked out in each outfit, the girls would critic and change outfits around to match with a favorite item. At last the prince walked out confidently, a black leather waist cincher with emerald green front fastener’s that pulled the princes lithe form into a more accented structure. Black Satin underwear hung low, his pelvic bone showing just enough, and his garter belt fastened to black nylon thigh high’s.

“Well?”

the god asked

“It’s perfect!”

Louise said excitedly

“I shouldn’t be this attracted to a man in lingerie”

Natasha confessed, and Betty sat quiet.

“It’s missing something”

Louise said standing up to examine to god closer

“shoes!”

Betty finally spoke. The women looked at Loki’s feet that were obviously too large for any the store had available. Holding his finger to his lips Loki motioned for them to keep quiet, a mischievous smirk flashing across his lips as he bent over and waived his hand over his feet, the small build up of smoke clouding around his ankles then dissipating as quickly as it had arrived, revealing a pair of black stiletto pumps, with a green soul and a golden snake that wrapped around the heel. Natasha practically shoved Louise to the side

“You can make shoes?!!”

the women admired the footwear for a moment before Loki retreated to the dressing room to redress. With his outfit purchased and the women chatting about the different shoes Loki could potentially make for them they made a wrong turn some time ago and were no longer on rodeo drive. Louise sighed

“That’s LA for you, take a wrong turn from posh to poverty. We should go back”

Betty cling onto Natasha’s arm as they made the trek back. The agent looked down at the women annoyed

“really? You’re with a Legitimate Norse god and a world famous assassin, and you’re worried you’re gonna get mugged?”

Betty straightened up

“No!… I was cold”

she stated matter of factly. Walking past a tattoo parlor a man stepped out, leaning against the shop door. His head had been shaved, and face was the only visible part of his body that hadn’t been covered in ink. The man’s appearance instantly intrigued the prince

“You look like the type to get a rose, just above the ankle”

the man spoke in a harsh raspy tone towards Louise as she lead the group

“I’m more of the sailor anchor type honey, but I get paid to make sure I don’t”

The man chuckled, hacking up something and spat it out on the sidewalk

“Suit yourself sweetie”

As the girls started to walk on Loki stood starring into the shop. There was a man on his stomach on a bed like surface, and another man sat beside him hunched over his back, and a buzzing was coming from inside. Without speaking another word Loki pushed himself inside the shop and stared at all the art work on the walls.

“What is it you do here?”

the rough looking man that had spoken to Louise sat down behind the counter

“tattoos, can’t you see that?”

“what is a tattoo?”

Loki repeated the word, it felt and sounded strange which only invoked his curiosity further. The girls came rushing in not long after the prince, the girls huddling around him. Louise explained what a tattoo was and how it worked, it sounded vaguely familiar to a ritual for warriors but not to the extent that the art would last forever.

“I want one”

Loki said

“What would you even get?”

Louise inquired

“It’s on you forever”

Natasha pointed out a second time

“I am aware Natasha, and there is something that will be a part of me forever. It’s almost a poetic symbolism to express the one thing that will forever have an effect on my past, present, and future”

Loki turned to the girls

“Anthony”

Betty covered her mouth to keep from squealing, Louise held her hand over her heart and sigh with a smile, Natasha rolled her eyes

“Oh brother”

she mumbled to herself

Loki tried explaining to the artist exactly how he wanted his tattoo to look, when the artist explain he didn’t know ancient norse writing and that he would have to provide a photo. Loki irritably snatched a piece of paper from the desk and drew a series of the most elegant letters. The old letters spelt out Anthony’s name, he wanted it to be a part of him. Pointing to his left shoulder Loki laid face down, and waited. The prince knew he wouldn’t feel a thing, but pretended to hiss uncomfortably every so often when the needle hit his ivory skin. Finished Loki looked in the mirror, the black bold letters printed proudly on his shoulder, the prince caressed his fingers over the lettering and smiled fondly.

As the girls dropped Loki off first the girls hooted and whistled, making crude jokes of his obvious night with Tony that was to commence. Before the car pulled away Betty stated loudly

“I want a tattoo!”

“next time”

Natasha said. then the car peeled away. Into the home Loki tip toed to the stairs and listened, he could her music emanating up the stairs, and the sound of power tools drowning out the words but not the beat of the music. Shaking his head Loki looked in the kitchen, Tony had clearly not eaten the entire day. Fixing up dinner Loki placed the food, water, an a fresh cup of coffee to keep Tony awake on a tray and placed the tray at the bottom of the stairs. The prince watched his husband work, his beautiful hands covered in grease and muck of a long day’s work. The back of his shirt soaked through, and forehead marked with black from his hands wiping away the sweat. His engineer in his element, building and creating, his brilliant mind working. Loki kissed his fingers and pressed them to the glass before he retreated back up the stairs.

The second day Loki kept himself busy throughout the morning, making sure Tony was fed, as well as himself and Eponine, who curled herself around his ankle with every chance she had. She missed him as much as he missed her darling little face. Plucking the growing kitten Loki place her over his shoulder, her paws used to only touch the either side of his shoulder, but now dangled down his back.

Once night fell Loki grew impatient, Tony hadn’t even come up for bed. The prince did not agree to that, work yes fine, please spend your days mulling around in your confines, but the nights belonged to him. Heading up to the bedroom Loki took the bag filled with his prior day shopping spree into the bathroom. In the bedroom the prince neatly displayed four ropes on the bed, then left to deal with his handy work of luring the engineer out of his lab and up the stairs.

Not much to Loki’s surprise his husband needed little inspiration to throw down his tools. Rushing into the bathroom the prince made a quick wardrobe change, he could hear Tony’s footsteps into the room. Making final adjustments in the mirror the prince slicked his hair back and smiled back at himself. Stepping out of the bathroom the effects were instant, the engineer could barely utter a single word. Strutting to the end of the bed where Tony sat, Loki curled his long fingers around the neck of his husbands shirt and gently pulled him to his feet. Leaning down the prince left a soft kiss on the engineers lips, Tony instinctively closed to eyes, expecting more than the brush of a rose pedal on his mouth, but the prince pulled away, admiring Tony’s face at such proximity. Shifting back Loki knelt before his husband, Tony opened his eyes and looked down at the prince bewildered

“Wha-“

Loki hushed the man with a low ‘shhh’

“I am selfish for your touch, I need your hands on me as you do when you work. You examine every detail”

Loki took his husbands hand into his, resting his cheek against his palm, and nuzzling like a touch deprived animal

“I want you to look at me with such exquisite detail, and don’t stop until you’ve memorized every last inch”

"so, you gonna tell me what all that was about at the exhibit?"

Loki exhaled a long annoyed breath before replying, “As I said before, he looked familiar, but on looking closer I realized he wasnt who I thought.”

"Fine. But I dont buy the whole ‘pity party for steve’ spiel"

"I know what its like to lose the one person for whom I care for and who cares for me. So yes, I pity him because i’ve felt that pain Anthony."

Tony’s eyes lowered, if there was anyone who could make him feel like an idiot, it was Loki. He opened his mouth to speak, but honestly didnt know what to say.

"I’m sorry," was all he could muster.

Loki slid his hand over the table to grip Tony’s, “Now can we please move on? Youre supposed to be showing up the book store creep remember?”

Tony smiled and softly chuckled, turning over his hand to interlace their fingers. A soft buzzing eminated from his pocket, and with his other hand he reached down and pulled out his phone. Scanning over the message he sat up straight,

"You remember that rocket launch awhile back? The one that I told you I knew the scientist going?"

Loki nodded

"And remember how something when awry and noone would tell me what?"

Again he nodded

"I think we’re about to find out."

After paying the bill, Tony ran out to the car like an excited child, practically dragging Loki behind him and shouting the directions to the driver. Not long after they were pulling up to a fairly normal looking apartment building. Tony barely waited for Loki as he ran up to the door and headed toward the elevator. As he pushed the button for the top floor and the doors slid closed, Tony twitched his fingers, snapping then slapping his palm to his closed fist, then smacking Loki in the arm,

"We’re about to find out!"

Loki recoiled and practically hissed at his husband, dusting away the invisible traces of Tony’s glee off of his arm. The elevator stopped and the doors opened to a huge lab space. A tall attractive man stood from one of the desks, a huge smile on his face,

"Tony god damn Stark. Its been way too long,"

He gave Tony a hug and as they pulled back Tony eyed him closely, looking for something wrong but seeing nothing really wrong. The sound of someone clearing their throat came from his right and in a panicked moment of realization, Tony put his arm around Loki’s waist and pulled him close,

"Reed, I’d like you to meet my husband Sebastian, Sebastian this is Dr. Reed Richards."

Loki held his hand out, “Pleasure to meet you.”

Reed looked bewildered, standing motionless before realizing the hand in front of him and taking it into his own,

"Pleasures all mine. Youre married to Tony Stark?"

"Evidently."

"You….and Tony?"

"yeah."

"Oh." He was silent, still shaking Loki’s hand before the prince slid his hand out of his grasp.

"Sorry!" Reed apologized, "I’m so sorry. Just…never expected him to ever settle down. I’m sorry. its been a really strange few weeks."

"Yeah, about that…" Tony said, hoping for more details.

Reed stepped back and sat on a stool, his eyes lowering as he told them,

"I was developing a ship capable of interstellar travel. I put everything I had into the project, all of my money, years of research and trial and error. The government threatened to stop funding if I didnt produce immediately. So I forced a test launch, even after Ben warned me that the ship wasnt strong enough. Him, myself, Sue, and her brother Johnny all boarded the ship hoping to travel to another star system and back, but a solar flare temporarily boosted the intensity of the ionizing radiation in Earth’s Van Allen belt. We were bombarded with cosmic radiation, everything in the ship went out and we crashed."

"Reed, youre all lucky to be alive. No one should have survived something like that"

"Of course our survival was at a cost."

"What do you mean?"

Reed looked up at the two men and took a deep breath, he held out his hand to reach something and it kept going and going til it was clear across the room. Tonys eyes widened and Loki’s mouth fell.

"Mutation. The radiation effected our bodies in different ways."

"All of you are like this?"

"Well not quite. Johnny! Sue! Could you come in here please?" he called out

"I’m already here," A womans voice emitted from nowhere before materializing next to Reed.

Suddenly a burst of fire shot through the room stopping right in front of them, extinguishing to form a man.

"And ben?" Tony asked.

Reed made a face that didnt look good, “Ben! Could you come here a minute?”

“Been working out? You look solid”

Loki reframed from verbally bashing Tony for such a poor joke but that was his husbands defense, turn the uncomfortable situation into a lighter mood. Loki shook his head holding in a strong sigh and turned his attention back to the four in front of him. The young man who was just a flash of flame stood strategically behind a waist high counter in the lab, clearly completely naked, the intense fire that emanated from his body had dissolved his clothing. Sue commented on Johnny for not wearing his assigned suit. Johnny quirked an eyebrow with a shrug obviously not caring he stood completely exposing himself, Sue’s face reddened and turned away in embarrassment “we have guests” she murmured. Johnny rested his fists on his hips turning his attention to the couple 

“By the looks of things it doesn’t seem like a problem”

Johnny winked at Loki instantly making the princes face feel hot.

Tony cleared his throat starring at Loki annoyed, the prince caught his husband’s gaze narrowing his brows ‘what?’ he mouthed. The engineer kept his eye contact with the raven even as he spoke to the team 

“Reed have you tried back mutation?”

“Stark you are one of the most brilliant minds I know”

Tony’s lips curled up into a haughty smile, but quickly died with Doctor Reed’s next statement

“next to me”

Reed went on to explain to multiple tests, experiments, and theories that led to nothing. Their last resort was to contact Bruce Banner, his extensive research in gamma radiation may be their salvation to a cure, especially for Ben. Tony stepped up to Sue who wore a dark blue full body cat suit that zipped up to her neck and touched the fabric on her sleeve. Before Tony could ask Reed spoke 

“It’s a light weight material I developed, the iridescent fibers in the fabric are a mimic representation of what cuttlefish use to hide. Using Sue’s backgrounds as a her own camouflage. The same goes for Johnny, his body heat can reach nearly to the intensity of the sun. We would be able to demonstrate if he would get dressed!”

Johnny held out his hands in defense backing out of the room 

“I’ll get my suit, don’t get so bent out of shape” 

While Reed and Tony talked science Loki slowly approached the rock figured man

“does it hurt?”

Loki asked curious. Ben grunted eyeing Loki with little trust, he shook his head and gave a quick no in response

“May I touch your hand?”

Ben hesitated reaching his hand out to the prince, then finally outstretched for Loki to touch. Taking the man’s rough hand in his own Loki overlapped his other hand on top. Loki concentrated on the man’s mutation, able to see into the man’s genetic makeup the sorcerer knew he was of little help. This man was no longer a man, but a new creation, his changing was not something the prince could absorb and take away giving him a half decent chance at a life. Loki knew the importance physical appearance can be to a person and felt a connection with Ben on that level, he knew that look in his eye’s, the feeling of judgment and fear, even from those who trusted him. After a few seconds Ben coughed to break the silence snapping Loki’s attention back to present. Releasing his hold the prince let his hands fall to his sides 

“Apologies, I’ve never seen something so…”

“terrifying”

Ben interjected 

“No. Fascinating”

If there were a smile Loki didn’t see it. The raven slightly bowed his head in respect and turned to join his husband’s side who was shoulder to shoulder with Reed looking at various graphs on a computer screen. They both agreed to Bruce meeting up with them team in a few day’s at Tony’s lab. all four were welcomed into the couple’s home, there was definitely room to spare. On their departure Tony looked troubled

“What is it Stark? Miss me? We’ll be seeing each other in a few days”

Reed joked.

“No that’s not it. I have some information I thought you should know. The Solar Flare, you said it was a freak accident, and that there was no prediction of it”

“that’s right”

“I’m afraid that’s not entirely accurate. Solar Flares were documented for exactly that time and date your ship departed, someone erased the data. The trail ran cold, I tracked it as far as I could but nothing came of it.”

Reed looked distraught, Sue in shock, and Ben… well Loki knew that look as well. Someone was going to die in the wake of what they had done

“Why?”

Was all Reed could muster

“I don’t know, but it’s imperative we find out. We’ll tap any resource we can, I promise you as a friend we’ll find them”

The two scientists shook hands and the couple departed. Loki squeezed Tony’s hand 

“I had to tell them right? They needed to know”

“Yes, they did indeed. Though for everyone’s sake I do hope you and that Reed fellow find the perpetrator first, our rocky friend is looking to settle a score and few will be able to stop him”

"They’ll slaughter you before you even make it to him!"

Tony groaned and relented, falling to his knees, his fingers tightly gripping the fabric on his knees, willing Loki to move.

"please please please," he whispered quietly to himself.

Loki sturred, slowly sitting up and turning on to his hands and knees, vomiting on the ground before staggering back to the group. Tony stood and reached for him, letting his husband steady himself in his grip.

"Surtur, you have your beasts. Use them well. Tony," he turned to his husband and spoke quietly, "get me home."

Under Loki’s direction Tony somehow managed to fly the Asgardian pod back through the portal into Asgard. With hurried goodbyes, the couple made their way home. Loki slept for two and a half days straight, only awakening when Tony would force him to drink.

Tony turned from the couch and smiled when he finally heard the familiar footsteps trotting down the stairs.

"How long was I out?" Loki asked rounding the sofa and sliding into his arms.

"A few days. Feeling better?"

"Mmm..much, though I am starved."

Tony kissed his forehead and got up to go to the kitchen. Loki rose to follow only stopping when his eyes caught on to a large box near the door.

"Anthony, whats this?" he asked, approaching and digging through the contents. Books on different wars and conflicts throughout history

"You tell me. Whos Dorian?"

Loki went to shrug, but his mouth fell open as he remembered, “Some weird man I met at the book store.”

"Oh. is that the guy I heard on the phone? ‘till we meet again sebastian’" Tony did his best mocking tone.

"Anthony, really. We met briefly, I told him my last name, and its not like we’re hard to find."

"Whats with the books?"

"Just something I was reading about is all."

"Fuck him and his books, after you eat get dressed, we’re going on a field trip."

Tony made good on his promise, after loki ate and dressed they hopped on his jet. Sitting across from each other they watched out the window as the plane made its takeoff. Tony beamed, crossing his arms in smug satisfaction.

"And dont even ask, cause I wont tell you where we’re going."

"Washington D.C."

Tony’s mouth fell open,

"How did you know that?!"

"I read the pilots thoughts when we met him on the runway."

"I thought you said youd never use that!"

"I said i’d never use it on you, Anthony, everyone else is fair game."

Tony huffed, “spoil sport.”

5 hours later they touched down in DC, a black car waited for them when they exited the plane and took them to The Smithsonian. Tony held out his hand for loki who took it gladly as they made their way into the grand building. Loki’s mouth fell open as he took in his surroundings.

"This’ll trump Dorians shitty books any day," Tony smiled, pulling his husband forward.

“see here Anthony, William Mortensen, odd fellow really. Was once described as the generations anti-christ, which alone made him a favorite. Oh over here!”

Loki drug the engineer from exhibit to exhibit describing each artist in further more personal detail than the fancy etched placard on the wall could ever do. Tony simply kept up best he could, and would smile somewhat interested in what the prince had to share but mostly relished in the child like glee Loki was expressing, a rare occasion he was able to enjoy. Turning the corner exiting the King Tut corner which Loki described as an arrogant child, the pair came face to face with a two story poster featuring Steven Rodgers looking majestic, his chin held high, and shield clutch to his chest. Loki and Tony exchanged glances before bursting out in laughter

“Oh my god Lok go pose with it”

Tony poked pulling out his cell phone. Loki stood in front of the advertisement mimicking Captain Rodgers pose as Tony snapped the photo, giggling on the other side. When he was finished the godling ran over to see the picture and joined his husband in his fit of giggles 

“You must send that to him through your electric waves”

Tony starred at Loki with a placid look

“Lok you can just say ‘text it to him’”

“yes do that too”

Loki waved is hand as his sauntered away, roaming into the Captain America exhibit further as Tony mumbled sending the picture to Steve and Louise 

“damn god doesn’t know how to send a text message”  

“Anthony”

Loki cooed

“yes dear”

Tony acknowledged sarcastically as he caught up to the prince. Loki ignored his husbands tone of voice and took back to taking the engineers hand in his, the little gesture of affection neither of them spoke of aloud but enjoyed none the less. Into the patriotic hero’s exhibit hall the pair pointed and chuckled at pre serum Steve’s image next to his now much taller and fit self. Children with Captain America memorabilia littered the show room floor, posing like the American hero for their parents cameras and attempting to stand on their tippy toes to come eye to eye with the solider. Down the center isle mannequins stood at attention in uniform, Steve’s world war two garb and men at either side. Loki noticed the man to Steve’s right was oddly familiar. In a trance like daze Loki let go of his husbands hand and moved closer to the large portrait directly behind the mannequin, squinting his eyes at the photo to try and get a clearer imagine.

“Hey, there’s an up close one over here if you’re interesting in licking his face”

the prince ignored he crude comment but still turned and followed to where Tony had spoken. There the engineer leaned against a wall panel with the man’s portrait and bio, the commentary above as a fallen comrade, the name read James Buchanan Barnes aka Bucky Barnes, born 1917 died 1944. Loki touched the surface of the glass, his mind running a thousand miles a second searching somewhere he knew this man. 

“ex boyfriend?”

Tony commented with a huff

“I don’t think ol’cap is going to be too fond of that relationship. Here I thought you liked mature looking men, he only looks…”

“Anthony quiet”

Loki snapped. The engineer turned away to hide his look of hurt, though Loki could clearly see his want to pout. Like a strike of lightening the memory hit, it was the eyes, he never saw his entire face only the eyes but they were unmistakable. Thought’s of Natasha’s scar flooded his mind, the man who shot her, the man who had the appearance of a young man but the eyes of someone who had seen the world change around him for longer than he should have been living. Loki’s hand dropped and he cleared his throat.

“He looked familiar is all. I was mistaken. It’s a shame really, I’ve come to respect Captain Rodgers and in the small bit of personal time I have spent with him not once have I seen him connect with anyone like I have seen here on these monitors. Friend’s since childhood, not something you let go of overnight” 

Loki sighed reaching back for Tony’s hand who pulled it away, Loki growled under his breath and forced the engineer to take his hand

“Don’t make me tame that green eyed monster of jealousy Anthony, I do not believe you would find it too enjoyable.. or maybe you would”

The panther flashed a mischievous grin at his husband who couldn’t help but breath a smirk

“Now Anthony darling isn’t this the part where you take me to some extravagant dinner you’ve no doubt planned in advance?”

“you promised you’d never use that mind thing on me”

“I keep my promises.. er’now. I just know you well enough to expect what’s to follow”

Tony stole a quick kiss on the corner of the princes mouth, squeezing the princes hand in his 

“let’s go”

"Latin." He responded then sighed contently, "I speak a few others too"

"Oh?" Loki leaned in, intrigued.

Tony shrugged, “yeah. Spanish, German, Cantonese, Japanese, Italian, a bit of Russian here and there…”

"Oh, right, a few."

"Not near as many as you"

"I’ve been around a lot longer, Anthony."

Tony yawned deeply, nodding in empty agreement while sliding down the pillow, lifting his arm and inviting the raven into their normal sleeping position. Loki settled in against his chest and the pair soon fell into a deep sleep.

The room was still dark when Tony awoke, encased in heavy drapes that blocked out the sun. He sat up and stretched, Loki stirred beside him with his usual lazy groan. Tony pet his head and coaxed the sleepy prince up into his arms, kissing ebony locks while running his hand up and down his spine.

"Morning, sunshine," Tony breathed against him.

Loki opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by shouting down the hall. In an instant the prince was to his feet and marching out of the door completely naked. Tony clumsily shuffled the sheet around himself and stumbled behind, only catching the end of what was being shouted by Surtur through his open door at Dacian who was laying on the floor of the hall

"vestrum vester non felis pascere corpus meum a dracones!" (Youre lucky youre not but a corpse to feed my dragons!)

Loki pushed Surtur into the beadroom, slamming the door behind them. Tony rushed over to Dacian and helped him off the floor,

"Licuit vobis haedus?" (you alright kid?)

Dacian shook his head, tears pooling in his eyes, “Vereor ne nocte ipsi, ut mea fata” (I fear last night may have marked my fate)

"Loki nihil erit vobis pollicitus est." (Loki promised nothing would happen to you)

"Sed quid fit cum egrediemini?" (but what happens when you leave?)

Tony sighed then shrugged lightly, “Loki aliquid magicae semper Administrat” (Loki always manages to magic something up)

"mirum Quit sed mane sperabam fore, quae," (dont think it strange but, I had hoped things would be different in the morning)

"quam tam?" (how so?)

Dacian exhales sharply, “si reliquit, de quibus ad me manere petiit vulnera. Et dormivit simul, ut unum implexi, armis circa me sunt digiti, dum lucis agitabat in comam. Extendi manum meam, et ante se leniter oscula figens cum experrectus esset ignis ira. Spero te, ut clam me diligo … surtur. At subridens Surtur, dolor surtur, nec est draco ille: quemadmodum saepe fieri” (when you left, i treated his wounds and he asked me to stay. We slept together, entwined as one, his arms around me while my fingers wove into his hair. I woke before him and softly kissed his lips, when he woke he was fire and rage. I trust you to keep my secret…I love surtur. But the smiling Surtur, the smart surtur, not the dragon he so often lets himself become.)

Tony thought for a moment before speaking, ” In meus usus, duxit me ad videndum deum malum, ut irrumperent ad durus exterius, ut confirmetis in illum vestrae vos potest amare et bonis et malis, et iudicium absque lege.” (In my experience, seeing as I’m married to the god of mischief, in order to break through that hard exterior, you have to show him that youre capable of loving both the good and the bad, without judgement or restraint.)

A soft kiss landed between Tony’s shoulder blades, sending a chill down his spine.

"Well spoken, Anthony," Loki hummed against his skin before turning his head to face Dacian, "Qui vult dicere ad vos." (he wishes to speak to you)

The page bowed then took a deep breath before walking into the room and closing the door behind him.

"Come, let us make use of these foreign tongues youre only now telling me about."

"ya pokazhu vam inostrannyy yazyk" (I’ll show you a foreign tongue.)

The couple raced back to the bedroom spending the next few hours wrapped up in each other, moans in different dialects filling the air around them. A servant finally came to the door, sending the request of the prince for them to join him for a meal before going to the fire fields. The couple dressed before heading back into the dining hall where Surtur was seated at the head of the table drinking wine.

"Ah, lovely of you to join me," he spoke, motioning to the empty chairs.

Loki and Tony sat across from each other, servants setting food and wine before them. There was a heavy silence in the air, each refusing to be the first to speak. Their meals were close to completion when Dacian entered the room, Surtur sat rigid in his chair as the servant entered and knelt beside him. He slowly leaned over to hear what the man was whispering, a ghost of a smirk played at Loki’s lips when he saw just a quick sliver of Dacians tongue play at the hull of the princes ear. Dacian cleared his throat before speaking,

“When we get home I’m not leaving a good pair of oversized sweats for a year”

Tony announced, the sounds becoming more frantic

“god dammit”

Tony growled in frustration. Loki turned to see his husband pulling at the shoulder guards and chest piece of his deep red armor, a silk cape flowing behind him. Loki would have admitted how handsome he looked in the new attire if it weren’t for his constant fidgeting and contorted expression of displeasure. Stifling a laugh the raven cleared his throat approaching the man

“here let me help”

Loki adjusted the engineer’s straps on his armor, pulling the neck line down to keep from strangling himself and the arm guards to give Tony more movement

“your squire should be flogged for such a poor job”

Tony shot Loki an annoyed look

“squire? You mean that kid trying to dress me? I can dress myself just fine. Been doing it long enough. And why can’t I just wear my own suit? No offense Lok but this realm is lacking in the techie department”

Loki shook his head, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips as he listened to his husbands rants, a pastime he had discovered he actually enjoyed. 

“Because darling your suit unfortunately was not forged in the fires of Muspelheim”

“so”

“so, if you were to come within a hundred feet of the fire fields without the protection of Muspelheim armor you would burst into a ball of fire with heat so intense your body would not have enough time to go into shock before your skin was melted from your bones”

Tony swallowed hard and muttered a low ‘oh’ under his breath. Quickly recovering the engineer flashed his award winning grin and opened his mouth for a sarcastic remark he was sure, but the engineer was cut off by Surtur atop a leathered skinned beast approaching the couple. 

“Woah! What the hell is that?”

Tony’s body pushed back a few steps watching the animal drew near, it’s severe underbite exposing slimmed over jagged bottom teeth that curved up like a pair of tusks. The animal’s long face turned to the side to stare the engineer up and down with it’s four purple eyes on one side of it’s head. It’s body was large and bulky with a long tail behind it, but it’s legs were stout and short and the front of it’s hooves armed with razor like claws. Loki approached the creature padding the side of it’s neck, the animal letting out a long satisfied hum, it’s purpled eyes closing as it enjoyed Loki’s petting down it’s leathery skin

“This Anthony is a Igne Bovem, much more fierce looking than it actually is. Mild tempered animal’s really but they’re sturdy and obedient. Almost like a donkey, except a Bovem is immune to the travels of the fire realm. I believe it’s name even translates to ‘fire cow’ or something along those lines” 

Surtur rolled his eyes holding loosely to the reigns, sighing heavily 

“utterly fascinating Loki, but if you are quit through I would like to return before night fall”

The raven flashed the dragon prince a warning glare, making the man swallow hard and break eye contact to look ahead. Surtut’s heels kicked into the Bovem’s side making the beast snort before taking off at a leisurely pace. Another saddled Bovem was led by Dacian handing the reign’s over to Loki, giving the god a slight nod, a silent agreement Loki would keep the prince safe. The couple mounted their saddle, Tony’s arms linking together around Loki’s thin middle, his thumbs caressing slightly over the black leather weaving. The ride wasn’t long but the engineer managed to doze off burying his nose in the crook of Loki’s neck, the raven holding his hand over his husbands, keeping him in place in case he slid too far to one side and hit the ground. Loki breathed a laugh at the thought of such a rude awakening. 

Orange and red blazed over the hill ridge, pitched wails echoed in the valley from the minuscule dragons waiting for them in the fields. As Loki and Surtur sat atop their beasts side by side looking down at the dragons below the raven had a moment of doubt

“Are you sure this is what you want? You may claim to be the father of dragons but these animals will never be tamed, never be controlled, they are their own, and they will kill as they see fit”

“fire, Loki can not kill a dragon”

Watching Surtur stare at the dragons with such determination Loki knew there was no going back, he would produce what was promised. Tapping Tony’s hands the engineer shot back taking in a deep breath and mumbled a groggy ‘I wasn’t sleeping’ as he wiped the corner of his mouth with drool and noticed a shiny streak across the back of Loki’s neck. Loki touched the wetness on his neck, and turned to Tony annoyed who stared back with wide eye’s 

“disgusting” 

Loki murmured throwing his leg over the saddle and sliding down to the ground. Touching his husband thigh Loki leaned in 

“promise to stay here”

Tony nodded in agreement and watched the godling walk out into the fire fields alone. The three small reptile’s crawling over each other, the chains attached to the collars around their necks clanging together. As Loki drew nearer the larger of the three and the more vicious looking even in it’s pint size stature. The other two seemed to cower behind their obvious leader, Loki sniffed unimpressed as he stared down 

“now look here you little beastie, you so much as snap your little trap too close to me I will make your death look like an accident”

The dragon whined and grunted, eventually it sat still almost as if it understood Loki and knew he would make good on his threat. Reaching out toward the dragons head the alpha hesitated, pulling it’s head back and sniffing the prince’s hand before eventually giving in to the touch and nuzzling the top of his head to the underside of Loki’s hand. The other two joined, butting their heads against the princes hand, the other fighting for more attention. The prince enjoyed the animals for the moment but knew their master was impatiently waiting behind them. Loki stepped back, his arms outstretched and palms pressed together. A green hue glowed between the ravens hands, as he slowly pulled his palms apart the faint glow grew in intensity evolving into a massive ball of engery that now surrounded the prince, engulfing him in a blinding light. There was a flash and an explosion of air sweeping the land in all directions, then it was gone. The fields now revealed what lay behind, three full grown dragons now roared and slithered around one another,

euclase

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