Fic: Road For Home - Chapter 10
Title: Road For Home
Author: Me aka in_the_bottle
Fandom: MCU (Thor, Iron Man)
Rating: PG-13 for this part, NC17 overall
Pairing: Loki/Tony
Summary: What if Loki was told of his adoption not long before the events in Thor? An AU where Loki and Tony literally crashed into each other and Tony discovers that his life is actually an 80s sci-fi movie.
Thanks to lefaym for beta work! And slashybits for telling me that no, its not OOC and there isn't a gigantic plot hole in the middle of it all.
Previous chapters on AO3
When he woke up the next morning, Tony found himself doing a rather good impersonation of an octopus. Loki was pretty much wrapped up in his arms, with his head resting in the crook of Tony's neck. Sometime during the night, they must have moved because Tony didn't remember their legs being tangled up together when he fell asleep.
Tony carefully tried not to jostle Loki or wake him as he pulled away to get a better look at the sleeping deity in his arms. Tony knew that Loki had been frustrated by his lack of progress in re-establishing his control over his powers, but never in Tony's wildest thoughts would he have guessed the reasons behind Loki's lack of progress. Loki had hidden his troubles well because Tony had not suspected at all.
"God of Lies, indeed," Tony murmured, giving into his urge to place a gentle kiss on Loki's forehead. After what happened last night, he figured it was allowed.
Looking at Loki's peaceful form, Tony couldn't help but wonder what was it that Loki couldn't tell him. What was so terrible that would make a thousand year old trickster god tremble with anxiety?
As though sensing Tony's thoughts, Loki frowned in his sleep, and his breathing sped up; a sign that he was waking.
A part of Tony was tempted to avoid the awkward morning-after conversation and slip out of bed before Loki woke up. They might not have had sex, but what had happened last night was probably more intimate that any sex Tony had ever had. In the end, that was what stopped him. Tony knew that he might be a dick, but he wasn't that big of a dick. Loki had trusted him last night with his secrets, and Tony suspected that didn't happen often. He could at least do Loki the courtesy of being there when he woke up.
However, all thoughts of awkwardness fled Tony's mind when Loki's bleary green eyes finally blinked open a few minutes later. I could get used to this Tony thought before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Loki's. Loki went completely still for a few seconds before he returned the kiss.
"Good morning," Tony said when he pulled back.
"Hmm," Loki replied. His lips curled into a pleased little half smile that was begging to be kissed, so Tony did just that, and Loki hummed with pleasure.
It felt good to finally give in after weeks of looking but not touching. Tony wasn't sure whether it was the effects of delayed gratification or whether it was something else, but kissing had never felt so satisfying.
Tony felt Loki's arm pulling their bodies closer, one of his long legs bending so he could hook his ankle onto Tony's knees. Loki pressed himself against Tony, letting Tony feel his arousal. Tony moaned into the kiss, feeling his own cock hardening in response.
"Fuck," Tony swore, breathless from the kiss.
"That's the general idea," Loki said, equally breathless.
"Shit, darling, I can't," Tony said, the endearment rolling off his tongue naturally as he rested his forehead against Loki's. "I promised Al that I'll be there early this morning to help with a shipment he has coming in. We can't afford to piss him off right now. God knows how Howard would react if I offend his buddy."
"We have time," Loki said, thrusting his hips forward, making them both shudder at the sensation of their erections rubbing against each other through the clothing they fell asleep in the night before.
"No we don't. Not for what I want to do to you, with you," Tony said. "Nowhere near enough time. After how long I've waited for this, I want to take my time."
Pulling back a little, Tony found Loki looking at him with an unreadable expression. "What?" Tony asked.
Loki shook his head and ducked back in for another kiss. This time, there was nothing gentle or tender about it; it was downright filthy, with Loki coaxing Tony's lips apart with his tongue and licking into Tony mouth as though he wanted to consume Tony whole. Tony vaguely recalled Loki mentioning being known as 'Silver-tongue' before all thoughts fled his brain.
"That should be enough of a reminder for you to come home soon," Loki all but purred, as he pulled away from Tony and untangled their limbs.
"Wha…" Tony blinked at the space where Loki had been mere seconds ago, his brain still trying to catch up with what was happening. "Where are you going?" He called out to Loki who was getting out of bed.
"Breakfast. You have to go to work, remember?" Loki replied with an innocent grin that Tony now knew better than to believe in.
"You are an evil, wicked, bad sexy person," Tony groaned, flopping back down onto the bed.
"Trickster god," Loki reminded Tony with chuckled before leaving Tony to his own misery.
Tony had barely managed to get himself to the shop on time, and it would have been a gross understatement to say that his mind was elsewhere for the rest of the morning.
"Edward!" Al shouted.
"What? Don't have to yell, I'm right here," Tony replied.
"I could've been fooled. I've been calling you for the last five minutes. You've been sitting there with a stupid grin on your face the whole morning."
"No I haven't," Tony denied. Okay yes, he'd been sitting at the same spot going through the same box for probably the last half an hour, but there was no grin, stupid or otherwise.
Al raised a sceptical eyebrow at Tony, then smiled. "Lucile?"
And for the life of him, Tony could help the aforementioned stupid grin from making an appearance even if his life depended on it. To top it off, he could feel his cheeks heating up in embarrassment, something he thought he'd outgrew decades ago.
Al huffed out a laugh. "Yeah, I was newly married once as well. It might be a while ago, but I still remember how that felt."
"No, it's not that. It's…" Tony considered his next words. "Since we moved back from England, I haven't seen her like she was this morning. She's been frustrated with a lot of things, but I think…"
"She's getting used to life in New York? It's been almost three months, which sounds about right, I think."
"Yeah, maybe," Tony shrugged.
"It's good that she's settling down. Now stop day dreaming about your wife and come help me with the refrigerator out back."
"Yes, sir!" Tony replied with a cheerful salute.
Tony's good mood lasted until just before lunch when Howard Stark stepped into the shop, and Tony had to fight every single instinct in his body to not avoid him.
"Edward!" Howard greeted him cheerfully. "I'm glad to see you, and please don't tell me you still haven't gotten around to the paper."
"Actually, I read it last night," Tony replied, reminding himself of his conversation with Loki. Howard's excitement was not something that was ever directed at Tony before, and while a part of him couldn't help but resent his father for it, the young man who had lost his parents too soon was relishing the positive attention. "I think there're some merits to Dr Erskine's idea."
Their following discussion led to Al chasing them out of his shop, telling them they were frightening away potential customers.
Howard ended up dragging Tony to a restaurant a few blocks away for lunch so they could continue their conversation.
"So, you really think that science has the ability to change our lives for the better?" Howard asked in between bites of his burger.
"Sure," Tony replied. He paused for a moment, trying to think of an example that didn't involve any post-war scientific advancements. "Look at the invention of the car. No more horses around stinking up the place. Of course, there's also a flip side to it. If more and more people start using cars, I'm thinking sooner or later, the engine fumes might end up causing the same problem it's hoping to solve." Tony said, hoping he was being vague enough.
Howard nodded thoughtfully. "I don't think anyone thinks that car engine fumes would be a problem."
"It's the law of unintended consequences. Most people wouldn't have the foresight or the required knowledge and skills to consider every possible outcome. The invention of an object may solve problem X, but no one thought that it would actually create problem Y. There's also the fact that it might be used for other unintended purposes." Tony paused again, stopping himself just in time before he could go into the whole weapons protecting soldiers yet also killing innocent civilians speech.
"It's like fire," Tony finally settled on saying. Fire should be generic enough. Never mind that it was an outright metaphor for weapons.
"Fire?"
"Yeah. It's basically a good thing right? It provides warmth, light, something to cook your food and so on. But in the wrong hands, it can also kill and cause destruction," Tony elaborated. "It's the same with science."
"So, you're saying that no matter the initial intention of the scientist or the purpose of an invention, in the wrong hands science can also do harm?"
"Absolutely."
It was late in the afternoon by the time Tony finally came to his senses and made an excuse to Howard. The more they spoke, the higher the chance of Tony altering the timeline, but once the discussions started, he just couldn't help himself; having Howard's entire attention focused on him was addictive.
Within seconds of opening the front door to the house, Tony had an arm full of Loki. She practically jumped him even before he could shut the door. She kissed him in a way that would probably get them arrested for public indecency if Tony hadn't kicked the front door shut.
With thoughts about Howard still on the forefront of his mind, Tony tried to refocus his attention on Loki. Other than the softer curves beneath his hands, kissing Loki in her female form wasn't that much different from kissing Loki in his male form. At least it seemed that way from Tony's limited experience in both so far.
Something about Tony's mood must have shown because Loki pulled back just a moment later, looking at Tony quizzically.
"Dad dropped by the shop earlier," Tony explained, still holding Loki close by her waist.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah," Tony replied, resting his forehead against Loki's. "Can we not talk about this now?"
"Okay," Loki agreed. "Hang on."
It was the only warning Tony got before he felt the tell-tale pull of Loki's teleportation magic. When he looked up again, they were in Loki's room, conveniently right next to the bed.
"That," Tony said, voice low, "Was seriously hot."
Loki giggled, pulling at Tony's clothes, and Tony quickly got on with the program.
"How do you want me?" Loki asked, voice husky.
"However I can have you," Tony replied, unzipping Loki's skirt.
"No, I mean, do you want me in my current form, or would you prefer if I switch?"
Something in Loki's voice made Tony stop what he was doing. Looking into her eyes, Tony could see the uncertainty she was trying to hide. "However I can have you," Tony repeated.
Loki's gaze never left Tony's. It was as though she was looking for something. "You truly mean that, don't you?" she finally said.
"I do. It's your call. Male, female, I'll take whatever I can get, whatever you want to give, as long as it's you, I don't care how you look like or what equipment you might have." Tony paused. "Though, I draw the line at horses."
The last sentence startled a laugh from Loki, and there was a familiar green/gold shimmer as the body beneath Tony's hands changed. "That myth is a complete and utter lie," said Loki, back in his male form. "I have never been impregnated by a stallion, nor have I ever given birth to an eight-legged horse."
"Oh, good. Cos I'm not quite sure what I'd do with an eight legged baby horse," Tony said, finding himself now looking up at Loki. "Okay, this rapid change in height thing, not complaining, just needs some getting used to. But enough talking," Tony tossed his shirt carelessly over his shoulders, looking at the tousled figure before him. Loki's shirt was only half undone and he still had his pants on. That was just not acceptable.
"Get naked."
Author: Me aka in_the_bottle
Fandom: MCU (Thor, Iron Man)
Rating: PG-13 for this part, NC17 overall
Pairing: Loki/Tony
Summary: What if Loki was told of his adoption not long before the events in Thor? An AU where Loki and Tony literally crashed into each other and Tony discovers that his life is actually an 80s sci-fi movie.
Thanks to lefaym for beta work! And slashybits for telling me that no, its not OOC and there isn't a gigantic plot hole in the middle of it all.
Previous chapters on AO3
When he woke up the next morning, Tony found himself doing a rather good impersonation of an octopus. Loki was pretty much wrapped up in his arms, with his head resting in the crook of Tony's neck. Sometime during the night, they must have moved because Tony didn't remember their legs being tangled up together when he fell asleep.
Tony carefully tried not to jostle Loki or wake him as he pulled away to get a better look at the sleeping deity in his arms. Tony knew that Loki had been frustrated by his lack of progress in re-establishing his control over his powers, but never in Tony's wildest thoughts would he have guessed the reasons behind Loki's lack of progress. Loki had hidden his troubles well because Tony had not suspected at all.
"God of Lies, indeed," Tony murmured, giving into his urge to place a gentle kiss on Loki's forehead. After what happened last night, he figured it was allowed.
Looking at Loki's peaceful form, Tony couldn't help but wonder what was it that Loki couldn't tell him. What was so terrible that would make a thousand year old trickster god tremble with anxiety?
As though sensing Tony's thoughts, Loki frowned in his sleep, and his breathing sped up; a sign that he was waking.
A part of Tony was tempted to avoid the awkward morning-after conversation and slip out of bed before Loki woke up. They might not have had sex, but what had happened last night was probably more intimate that any sex Tony had ever had. In the end, that was what stopped him. Tony knew that he might be a dick, but he wasn't that big of a dick. Loki had trusted him last night with his secrets, and Tony suspected that didn't happen often. He could at least do Loki the courtesy of being there when he woke up.
However, all thoughts of awkwardness fled Tony's mind when Loki's bleary green eyes finally blinked open a few minutes later. I could get used to this Tony thought before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Loki's. Loki went completely still for a few seconds before he returned the kiss.
"Good morning," Tony said when he pulled back.
"Hmm," Loki replied. His lips curled into a pleased little half smile that was begging to be kissed, so Tony did just that, and Loki hummed with pleasure.
It felt good to finally give in after weeks of looking but not touching. Tony wasn't sure whether it was the effects of delayed gratification or whether it was something else, but kissing had never felt so satisfying.
Tony felt Loki's arm pulling their bodies closer, one of his long legs bending so he could hook his ankle onto Tony's knees. Loki pressed himself against Tony, letting Tony feel his arousal. Tony moaned into the kiss, feeling his own cock hardening in response.
"Fuck," Tony swore, breathless from the kiss.
"That's the general idea," Loki said, equally breathless.
"Shit, darling, I can't," Tony said, the endearment rolling off his tongue naturally as he rested his forehead against Loki's. "I promised Al that I'll be there early this morning to help with a shipment he has coming in. We can't afford to piss him off right now. God knows how Howard would react if I offend his buddy."
"We have time," Loki said, thrusting his hips forward, making them both shudder at the sensation of their erections rubbing against each other through the clothing they fell asleep in the night before.
"No we don't. Not for what I want to do to you, with you," Tony said. "Nowhere near enough time. After how long I've waited for this, I want to take my time."
Pulling back a little, Tony found Loki looking at him with an unreadable expression. "What?" Tony asked.
Loki shook his head and ducked back in for another kiss. This time, there was nothing gentle or tender about it; it was downright filthy, with Loki coaxing Tony's lips apart with his tongue and licking into Tony mouth as though he wanted to consume Tony whole. Tony vaguely recalled Loki mentioning being known as 'Silver-tongue' before all thoughts fled his brain.
"That should be enough of a reminder for you to come home soon," Loki all but purred, as he pulled away from Tony and untangled their limbs.
"Wha…" Tony blinked at the space where Loki had been mere seconds ago, his brain still trying to catch up with what was happening. "Where are you going?" He called out to Loki who was getting out of bed.
"Breakfast. You have to go to work, remember?" Loki replied with an innocent grin that Tony now knew better than to believe in.
"You are an evil, wicked, bad sexy person," Tony groaned, flopping back down onto the bed.
"Trickster god," Loki reminded Tony with chuckled before leaving Tony to his own misery.
Tony had barely managed to get himself to the shop on time, and it would have been a gross understatement to say that his mind was elsewhere for the rest of the morning.
"Edward!" Al shouted.
"What? Don't have to yell, I'm right here," Tony replied.
"I could've been fooled. I've been calling you for the last five minutes. You've been sitting there with a stupid grin on your face the whole morning."
"No I haven't," Tony denied. Okay yes, he'd been sitting at the same spot going through the same box for probably the last half an hour, but there was no grin, stupid or otherwise.
Al raised a sceptical eyebrow at Tony, then smiled. "Lucile?"
And for the life of him, Tony could help the aforementioned stupid grin from making an appearance even if his life depended on it. To top it off, he could feel his cheeks heating up in embarrassment, something he thought he'd outgrew decades ago.
Al huffed out a laugh. "Yeah, I was newly married once as well. It might be a while ago, but I still remember how that felt."
"No, it's not that. It's…" Tony considered his next words. "Since we moved back from England, I haven't seen her like she was this morning. She's been frustrated with a lot of things, but I think…"
"She's getting used to life in New York? It's been almost three months, which sounds about right, I think."
"Yeah, maybe," Tony shrugged.
"It's good that she's settling down. Now stop day dreaming about your wife and come help me with the refrigerator out back."
"Yes, sir!" Tony replied with a cheerful salute.
Tony's good mood lasted until just before lunch when Howard Stark stepped into the shop, and Tony had to fight every single instinct in his body to not avoid him.
"Edward!" Howard greeted him cheerfully. "I'm glad to see you, and please don't tell me you still haven't gotten around to the paper."
"Actually, I read it last night," Tony replied, reminding himself of his conversation with Loki. Howard's excitement was not something that was ever directed at Tony before, and while a part of him couldn't help but resent his father for it, the young man who had lost his parents too soon was relishing the positive attention. "I think there're some merits to Dr Erskine's idea."
Their following discussion led to Al chasing them out of his shop, telling them they were frightening away potential customers.
Howard ended up dragging Tony to a restaurant a few blocks away for lunch so they could continue their conversation.
"So, you really think that science has the ability to change our lives for the better?" Howard asked in between bites of his burger.
"Sure," Tony replied. He paused for a moment, trying to think of an example that didn't involve any post-war scientific advancements. "Look at the invention of the car. No more horses around stinking up the place. Of course, there's also a flip side to it. If more and more people start using cars, I'm thinking sooner or later, the engine fumes might end up causing the same problem it's hoping to solve." Tony said, hoping he was being vague enough.
Howard nodded thoughtfully. "I don't think anyone thinks that car engine fumes would be a problem."
"It's the law of unintended consequences. Most people wouldn't have the foresight or the required knowledge and skills to consider every possible outcome. The invention of an object may solve problem X, but no one thought that it would actually create problem Y. There's also the fact that it might be used for other unintended purposes." Tony paused again, stopping himself just in time before he could go into the whole weapons protecting soldiers yet also killing innocent civilians speech.
"It's like fire," Tony finally settled on saying. Fire should be generic enough. Never mind that it was an outright metaphor for weapons.
"Fire?"
"Yeah. It's basically a good thing right? It provides warmth, light, something to cook your food and so on. But in the wrong hands, it can also kill and cause destruction," Tony elaborated. "It's the same with science."
"So, you're saying that no matter the initial intention of the scientist or the purpose of an invention, in the wrong hands science can also do harm?"
"Absolutely."
It was late in the afternoon by the time Tony finally came to his senses and made an excuse to Howard. The more they spoke, the higher the chance of Tony altering the timeline, but once the discussions started, he just couldn't help himself; having Howard's entire attention focused on him was addictive.
Within seconds of opening the front door to the house, Tony had an arm full of Loki. She practically jumped him even before he could shut the door. She kissed him in a way that would probably get them arrested for public indecency if Tony hadn't kicked the front door shut.
With thoughts about Howard still on the forefront of his mind, Tony tried to refocus his attention on Loki. Other than the softer curves beneath his hands, kissing Loki in her female form wasn't that much different from kissing Loki in his male form. At least it seemed that way from Tony's limited experience in both so far.
Something about Tony's mood must have shown because Loki pulled back just a moment later, looking at Tony quizzically.
"Dad dropped by the shop earlier," Tony explained, still holding Loki close by her waist.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah," Tony replied, resting his forehead against Loki's. "Can we not talk about this now?"
"Okay," Loki agreed. "Hang on."
It was the only warning Tony got before he felt the tell-tale pull of Loki's teleportation magic. When he looked up again, they were in Loki's room, conveniently right next to the bed.
"That," Tony said, voice low, "Was seriously hot."
Loki giggled, pulling at Tony's clothes, and Tony quickly got on with the program.
"How do you want me?" Loki asked, voice husky.
"However I can have you," Tony replied, unzipping Loki's skirt.
"No, I mean, do you want me in my current form, or would you prefer if I switch?"
Something in Loki's voice made Tony stop what he was doing. Looking into her eyes, Tony could see the uncertainty she was trying to hide. "However I can have you," Tony repeated.
Loki's gaze never left Tony's. It was as though she was looking for something. "You truly mean that, don't you?" she finally said.
"I do. It's your call. Male, female, I'll take whatever I can get, whatever you want to give, as long as it's you, I don't care how you look like or what equipment you might have." Tony paused. "Though, I draw the line at horses."
The last sentence startled a laugh from Loki, and there was a familiar green/gold shimmer as the body beneath Tony's hands changed. "That myth is a complete and utter lie," said Loki, back in his male form. "I have never been impregnated by a stallion, nor have I ever given birth to an eight-legged horse."
"Oh, good. Cos I'm not quite sure what I'd do with an eight legged baby horse," Tony said, finding himself now looking up at Loki. "Okay, this rapid change in height thing, not complaining, just needs some getting used to. But enough talking," Tony tossed his shirt carelessly over his shoulders, looking at the tousled figure before him. Loki's shirt was only half undone and he still had his pants on. That was just not acceptable.
"Get naked."