Spooky Action at a Distance | Frostiron

I Dreamed a Dream in Times Gone By

Tony didn't know what to think. One minute, he was planning on showing the trickster around the tower, next minute he was waking up in bed next to the sleeping god.

He vaguely remembered the night. He drank on his own for a bit until Loki showed up, mixing his drinks with the alcohol he'd brought from Asgard. He'd never seen the Aesir drunk before, but he remembered him to be amusing. He remembered the Aesir dancing with him, being carefree. Something he'd never seen the god be before. He looked at the sleeping being next to him, seeing how peaceful he looked. The mechanic wished he could take the God's pain away. He wished that he could show the Aesir that things could be okay. Then again, when were things ever okay?

He got up slowly, hoping to not wake the god up. He needed a distraction. He didn't want to think. He didn't want to remember the suffering. That no matter what he did, it would never be good enough. He would never be good enough for Loki. After all, he wasn't good enough for anyone else. What would be different for Loki? He was a god, after all. He could have anyone he wanted. Tony was human. He was weak compared to the god. He couldn't figure out why the god wanted him. Sure, they were soulmates, but why did Loki accept him? Why didn't the trickster laugh in his face and leave? He didn't understand.

He walked over to the wardrobe and grabbed a t-shirt and jeans before he took his shirt off, getting his shirt ready before he heard a voice.

"Please take your time." He heard from the bed. "I'm rather enjoying the view."

He chuckled amusedly and shook his head, keeping his back turned to the god. He didn't want to turn around. He didn't want the god to see the reactor. He hated it. He hated the scars around it. He hated the memories. He hated everything about it.

"Oh, shut up," Tony replied fondly, looking over his shoulder at the god.

Loki was laying on the bed, watching the human with a smirk. Tony's heart fluttered at the sight, his previous worries silenced. He didn't think he'd ever get used to the sight of the god laying in his bed. He didn't think he'd ever get used to spending time with Loki.

The god's smirk grew as his eyes darkened, something that unnerved Tony. He trusted Loki, but never knew what to expect from him. The trickster got up and started to walk towards the human. Tony couldn't help but smile when he saw the god in one of his shirts, it somehow almost touching the gods knees. He guessed it was magic. Loki gently wrapped his arms around the human, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

"Is that a challenge, my dear?" He asked, his hands holding onto the humans bare waist.

Tony was about to object when the god started kissing his neck. The human practically melted into his touch, closing his eyes contently. Maybe he could go along with it. It was a nice hangover cure, he thought. He was dragged out of his thoughts by a bite to his neck, an impure sound escaping his lips in response.

He could get used to this.

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"So what you're saying is if we- well, you build another reactor and I use magic to enhance it, it could power defences around the world?" Stephen asked, leaning against one of the tables.

"We-" Loki corrected. "We'll use magic to enhance it."

Loki wasn't far from Tony, who was barely listening. Bruce was sat on one of the chairs opposite the mechanic, seeming unamused by the constant bickering from the two magicians. Bruce looked at the holographic models of what they'd thought of so far, trying to figure out how to make the reactor big enough.

"How can we trust you?" The sorcerer asked, glaring at the god. "You're a threat to this world."

"Trust that I have reason for helping," Loki replied sharply. "I wouldn't do this if I didn't benefit from it."