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***** Triggering Warning! Mentions of self-harm! *****

Loki's attack on New York was turning out to be a huge threat to earth. All the Avengers were dealing with the aliens the best they could in the battle. All except Tony.

Tony walked into his Tower, heading down the stairs towards the bar. The God of Mischief came towards him, "Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity."

"Uh..." He put his arms behind his back, continuing his walk, "Actually, I'm planning to threaten you."

"You should've left your armor on for that," Loki said smugly.

"Yeah... Seen a bit of mileage and you've got the glow stick of destiny. Would you like a drink?" He said, heading around the counter.

"Stalling me won't change anything."

"No, no, Threatening." He stood behind the counter, getting a glass for his drink, "No drink? You sure? I'm having one."

Loki turned on his heel and walked to the window, "The Chitauri are coming. Nothing will change that. What have I to fear?"

"The Avengers." Loki turned back, looking at him with a confused look. Tony shrugged, "That's what we call ourselves. We're sort of like a team. "Earth's mightiest heroes"-type thing. "

"Yes, I've met them," Loki Smirked, walking back over to where he stood before.

Tony chuckled, "Yeah. It takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one. But let's do a head count, here. Your brother; the demigod," Loki huffed and Tony continued as he put a bracelet on each wrist, "a super soldier; a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend, A man with breathtaking anger management issues, a couple of master assassins... And you, big fella, you've managed to piss off every single one of them."

"That was the plan," Loki said certainly.

"Not a great plan." Tony rolled his eyes and came around the counter with his drink in hand, "When they come, and they will, they'll come for you."

"I have an army." He said with confidence.

"We have a Hulk."

"Oh? I thought the beast had wandered off."

"You're missing the point. There is no throne. There is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you. Because if we can't protect the Earth, you can be damn well sure we'll avenge it." Tony finished off his drink.

Loki stalked towards him, fury in his eyes, "How will your friends have time for me when they are so busy fighting you?"

He lifted the scepter to Tony's chest, making Tony hold his breath. He tapped it on Tony's reactor, making Tony flinch. Other than a small clicking noise, it did nothing. Loki did it again, only to produce the same result. "This usually works." He said, confused.

"Well, performance issues... it's not uncommon. One out of five-" Loki grabbed him by the throat and threw him to the ground, "Jarvis, anytime now."

Tony pushed himself up, only to be grabbed by Loki again, "You will all fall before me."

"Deploy!" Tony said, being lifted off the ground by his throat, "Deploy!"

He went flying out the window, turning his back to the sky and waiting. His suit came blasting towards him, knocking into Loki on the way out the window. It sped to Tony, registering with the bracelets he had previously put on and assembling onto his body. The helmet came over his face right before he hit the ground. He quickly turned around and headed back up to where Loki was.

"And there's one other person you pissed off." Tony says, hovering at the window, "His name was Phil."

They both lifted their weapons at each other, Tony lifting his hand and Loki lifting his scepter. Tony blasted him before he even got the chance to fire his weapon, sending Loki flying back with a yell of pain. Tony turned around and headed into battle, no longer concerned about the God of Mischief.

~After the battle~

After flying a nuke up into space, Tony fell back down through the portal and was caught mid-air by Hulk.

Hulk gently laid him on the ground unconscious and Steve checked to see if he was still alive. Steve sighed and shook his head, the team's shoulders sank... They'd lost him.

Hulk roared, waking Tony up. "Ah, ha..."

Tony looked around him, "What the hell? What just happened?"

The team smiled, happy Tony had survived. Tony looked at Steve who was kneeled next to him, "Please tell me nobody kissed me."

"We won," Steve said, breathing heavily from battle.

"Alright. Hey, alright. Good job, guys." Tony said, still not trying to get up from the ground. "Let's just not come in tomorrow. Let's just take a day... Have you ever tried shawarma?"

A few team members shook their heads, "There's a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don't know what it is, but I wanna try it."

Thor looked up at the sky, "We're not finished yet."

"...And then shawarma after." Tony said, looking for the team's reactions. Natasha shrugged and walked off towards Tony's tower. Steve helped Tony up with Clint's help and they all headed to the tower where Loki was.

Loki crawled up the stairs and took a few breaths before sensing someone is behind him. He turned to find all the Avengers staring at him, all of them pissed

Loki cleared his throat and turned to Tony, "If it's all the same to you. I'll have that drink."

Tony shook his head making Loki sigh.

~Many months later~

The team departed and everything returned to normal. Well... sort of.

Tony and Pepper had broken up but she still helped him design the new design for Stark Tower, now turned into Avengers Tower. The whole team had moved in and Thor even came for regular visits. Loki had been released from Asgardian prison and went somewhere off their radar. No one had seen or heard from him since.

Tony wandered into the kitchen, way earlier than he had intended. He ran into Steve, which was more like hitting a brick wall, on his way in, "Woah, Tony, are you alright?"

The billionaire nodded and rubbed his eyes, "Just tired. Need coffee."

He grabbed a mug and filled it with coffee, taking a few sips. He got a pack of pop tarts from the pantry and headed into the living room. The team all sat around doing their own thing. Natasha braiding Thor's golden locks. Clint shooting darts with Sam and Bucky. Wanda messing around with her magic while Pietro watched. Bruce and Steve watching Star-wars on the tv. Then there was Tony who had just woken up and was clearly sleep deprived. He headed straight to the elevator and went down to his workshop, not talking to anyone else.

He went over to the coffee machine and started it, debating programming Friday to be able to do it like Jarvis could. He kept taking sips of his coffee as he began opening some projects he was currently in the middle of working on.

Tony groaned at his project in frustration before standing and heading to his alcohol cabinet. He checked his watch before pouring himself a glass. You can totally have a drink afternoon, right?

He took a drink and turned to head back to his work. Only to come face to chest with someone who he didn't even hear come in. "Ugh..." he said from the floor. Putting a hand over his reactor.

"Do you have to scare me like that?" Tony said, slowly getting up.

"My apologies, Anthony."

Tony sat back down and looked up at the voice. He responded with a shaky voice, "Loki."

Loki gave him a smirk and helped him up, "Hello, Stark."

Tony took a step back, "Why are you here? You're supposed to be somewhere off radar."

"Aww, have you been looking for me?" Loki teased, "I'm touched."

"Of course not." Tony became defensive. "Why are you in my lab? You aren't even supposed to be allowed on Earth."

"Your planet is under no harm from me. I've been inhabiting it for some time now." Tony nodded and visibly relaxed a bit. "I came to see you."

"See me?" Tony questioned, "Why?"

"Well," Loki pulled him to his chest causing Tony to hold his breath as he leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I believe you still owe me that drink."

Tony sighed, thank god that's all he wanted.

"My nords your beautiful," Loki said as he dipped his head down, just to be close to Tony.

Tony physically shivered as Loki's nose touched his skin. He shoved Loki back, moving himself more than he moved the god. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Well, before you pushed away from me, I was debating on taking you as mine," He gestured to Tony's whole lab. "Right now, here in your workspace."

"Y-Yours?" Tony questioned, earning a nod in response. "I am not yours!"

"You could be. Just surrender yourself to me." Loki came closer, putting his hand on Tony's waist and pulling him closer, "I will keep you safe."

Tony sighed and shook his head, "No way. You're the bad guy, remember?"

Loki groaned in the back on his throat, looking away from Tony, "It was not my intention to hurt anyone on Earth. I have a rightful place as King."

"I flew a nuke into space, passed out, fell back into Earth through a wormhole and got woken up with my team around me thinking I was dead." Tony poked Loki's chest, "America's golden child was knelt down next to me checking if I was alive for fuck's sake! That is extremely terrifying, okay?"

Loki grabbed his hand, pulling it up to his face and kissing his wrist, "You hurt yourself."

Tony pulled away from Loki, trying not to let Loki see his weaknesses. "Let go."

"No. Tell me, why would you do this to yourself?" Loki ran his fingers over the scared wrist with a few newer looking cuts.

Tony shook his head and looked away, "I was low, okay? I got drunk and it made it worse. Now, drop it."

Loki dropped Tony's wrist, lifting his head by his chin, making them look into each other's eyes. Then Loki kissed him, gently coaxing Tony into the kiss. Tony let himself be backed onto a counter, adjusting his position from defensive, to sitting on a counter, legs spread, pulling the God of mischief impossibly closer and grinding his hips up onto the raven haired male.

Tony was the one to really take it to the next level, trying to find out how to take off Loki's clothes. He pulled away frustrated with the clothing.

"Take it off," He growled.

A smirk crept onto Loki's face as he reconnected their lips. When he pulled away moments later, both of their clothes were folded neatly on the desk in the corner. Tony gave a questioning look but made no comment on it. Loki's hands on his waist made him realize. He was touching skin. He looked ran a hand over his chest. The reactor, the scars, it was all display now.

Tony reluctantly pulled away, "Stop."

Loki nodded and took a step back, "You do not wish to continue?"

Tony ran a hand over his face, "No, I do. That- It's- I just can't. We can't do that. You aren't even supposed to be here! I'm trying to be the good guy, Loki. For the sake of the team, I can't."

"When have you ever cared what they have thought before?" Loki questioned, "I thought you could possibly understand where I am coming from. You are the only Avenger who could have even come close."

Tony sighed, "I think I do understand but it's not just about us."

"Let it be. Just this once, Tony." Loki came forward, "Let it be about us, about what we want."

Tony sighed, "Once?"

Loki nodded, "Only once, unless you wish to do it again."

"Once," Tony confirmed.

Loki nodded, "You have my word."

"I'd rather have something else of yours," Tony said, draping his arms over Loki's shoulders.

Loki sealed their lips together as Tony grabbed a hold of Loki's dark locks. The God slicked his fingers with a few mumbled words and slid two into Tony.

The brunette let out a soft moan and Loki smirked, "You seem a bit loose."

"I prepared earlier, just put it in me." Tony rushed out, his cheeks flushed.

"As you wish," Loki said, pulling his fingers out and slipping a condom on before replacing them with his member.

Tony let out a loud moan then, squeezing his eyes shut and gripping onto Loki's shoulders. His nails dug into the older males shoulder blades as the God set an unforgiving pace, both knowing this was needed. They didn't need to worry about each other, they only needed to focus on their own pleasure. Tony moved a hand in between them and began jerking himself closer to release.

Loki felt Tony twitch around him and looked up to see Tony's brown eyes clouded with lust, his mouth hung open as he panted, sweat running down his temple. Absolutely wrecked. Loki let a cocky grin creep onto his face as he watched Tony's orgasm run through his body. Loki helped him ride out his orgasm as he came as well, his thrust slowing as they each came down from their high. Loki pulled out and tossed the condom into the garbage before picking Tony up and carrying him to the couch in the corner of his lab.

He laid him on the couch and draped a blanket onto his small form. He smiled as he watched Tony slowly fall asleep. He put his clothes back on and left Tony's clothes on the table next to the couch.

Loki took a step back and Tony slowly woke up and turned to look at Loki, "Loki?"

Loki gave him a sad smile as his clothes returned back on his body.

Tony began to sit up, "What are you-"

"Goodbye Anthony."

Tony's eyes shot open, "Wait! Don't-"

Loki's form faded from in front of him, leaving Tony alone,

"Dammit, Loki!" Tony screamed, resulting in the door to his lab being kicked open moments later.

"Stark, are you alright?" Steve asked. He had his shield in hand and was still sweaty from working out.

"I-I'm fine." Tony sighed, "Sorry, must have been my imagination..."

It must've been a dream, a twisted one.

"It's okay," Steve said, turning around and rubbing the back of his neck, "Tony?"

"Yeah?"

"Put some damn clothes on."

"Wait, what do you-" Tony cut himself off as he noticed his bare chest, "What the fu-"

"Language!"

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