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The Avengers: Tainted Love	By : ParadoxdelaPaladino Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 6390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Tony groaned in frustration as Loki got to his feet and jumped from the gondola to the river bank, almost capsizing the boat in the processes. Quickly reaching into his pocket, Tony pulled out a substantial amount of Euros before shoving them in the hands of the boat man. He leaped out of the boat to run after Loki, but he lost sight of him again.
He ran through the narrow spaces between the buildings in a frantic search until Tony caught sight of Loki. He was positioned in plain sight with obvious amusement, attempting to stifle his laughter, but Tony couldn’t figure out why.
“Loki what –”
In answer, Loki pointed towards the scene in front of him and Tony almost fell over laughing.
To the side of dancing revelers, Thor was holding a struggling midget by the collar as he yelled into his face. As he shook the midget, the various bells on his hat and curly toed shoes jingled. A few midgets dressed in the similar Jester-like clothes of various colors, were attempting to aid their comrade. Two were wrapped around each of Thor’s legs and were attempting to bite their way through while another had somehow climbed up Thor and repeatedly hit Thor in the head with his tiny fists.
“Relay to me the secrets of your Elfian magic!” Thor bellowed as he shook the midget in his arms. Calming down from their fits of laugher, both Tony and Loki walked to Thor’s side. Upon seeing his brother, Thor turned to him, shaking the midget towards him.
“Brother! These Elfs had a hand in my capture at the cluthes of the Jotuns! They must be punished!”
Loki closed his eyes as he tried not to laugh while Tony stepped forward. “Thor, put them down. They’re midgets, ok? From Midgard?”
At the last word, Thor’s eyes opened in horror as he looked at the clawing midget in his arms. He slowly put him on the ground as he plucked the other midgets from his back and legs and placed them gently on the ground.
“I sincerely apologize. I had no idea –”
Cutting off Thor’s apology, the midgets yelled a few Italian obscenities before dashing away leaving Thor standing with rips in his tunic while Loki’s usual pale face continued to turn a bright red.
~*~
The odd-looking trio walked amongst the crowd as they continued their search for Clint. The hatred emanating from Loki towards Thor weighed heavy in the air, but Thor seemed oblivious as usual. Like a small child, he was infatuated by the display of vibrant colors, delicious aromas, and all the eclectic people that surrounded them.
As they continued walking through the crowd, something caught Tony’s eye and he immediately grabbed Loki’s arm.
“Look!”
From the throng of people, Loki was able to spot Clint emerging alongside a woman. The woman was draped on his arm, and stood closely by his side. She smiled a coy smile as she lightly clutched Clint’s arm. Her eyes scanned the crowd with boredom.
Tony couldn’t control his eyes from appreciating her seemingly endless legs. Like Loki, she seemed partial to green and wore black leggings with round green circles, a green corset complete with a skimpy skirt and metallic green bracelets that began at her wrists and ended almost at her shoulder. As she spoke with Clint, she twirled her fingers in her lengthy golden hair.
“This was easier than expected.” Tony began walking confidently toward the pair, but Loki’s hand shot out to stop him immediately. Loki looked troubled as his eyes fell upon the woman’s face.
“That would not be a wise move.”
“But he’s right there. Can’t we just go get him?”
Loki laughed before giving him that look.
“Her name is Amora. She’s an Asgardian like Thor and an Enchantress, who uses similar magic to mine. As children we wrecked havoc together.”
“So . . . she’s what? Evil?”
Loki ignored the twinkle in Tony’s eye as he continued staring at Amora.
“Not exactly, but she’s definitely unpredictable. It is best that we watch her before making our move.”
Tony nodded in agreement before looking around for Thor.
“Hey Loki? Thor’s missing.”
Loki scanned the area, but found no traces of his so-called brother. He sighed with irritation before pinching the bridge of his nose.
“This is exactly why I don’t want children.”
“Oh come on! You don’t want little Loki’s running around?”
“Is that an offer?” Loki suggestively placed his arm around Tony’s waist.
“Hey,” Tony put his hands back defensively. “I’m not built that way!”
Loki exaggerated a longing sigh before retracting his arm.
“What now?”
“Amora doesn’t know you so you can go talk to Clint. If she asks, he works for your company. I’m going to find Thor, who apparently has less of an attention span than you do.”
“Don’t be mean,” Tony winked.
Amora had briefly wandered away from Clint to look at some clothes a vendor was selling so Tony used the opportunity to make his way towards Clint. He walked up behind him and clasped his shoulder.
“Buddy! How are you?”
Startled, Clint turned around with a blank expression on his face.
“Do I know you?”
Tony briefly studied Clint’s eyes to see if the man’s confusion was genuine or if he was acting to protect himself in some way. He decided to pry a little further, never allowing his smile to falter.
“Yeah, we work together!”
“We do?”
Before Tony had a chance to unleash a torrent of his usual bullshit, he heard a sultry voice behind him.
“Can we help you?”
Without missing a beat, Tony turned around to look at Amora, who sauntered towards the two men with a hand lightly resting on her hip and a false smile gracing her lips.
“Tony Stark,” he stuck out his hand. After looking at him, Amora shook it. “I’m the head of Stark Industries.”
“Ah, I have heard of you. What brings you to Venice?”
“I take it upon myself to investigate when one of my employees goes missing.”
“Employee?” Amora eyed him warily.
“Yes, you see Clint here is my best body guard,” Tony smiled his shit-eating grin before clapping his confused comrade on the shoulders casually. “If you wanted a vacation you should have just told me!”
Clint’s eyes darted to Amora’s in confusion as Tony continued to invade his personal space.
As soon as he pulled away, Tony thought he saw Clint’s usual brown eyes contain a swirl of pink. When he blinked again, he saw nothing out of the ordinary. He turned his gaze back to Amora and suddenly felt lightheaded as he locked eyes with her.
“Mr. Stark, I’m afraid you’re mistaken,” she walked over to him, brushing a lock of his hair from his face.
“I am?”
“Yes, you’ve never met this man. He just looked familiar.”
Tony turned to look back at Clint. He suddenly felt a strange roadblock in his mind and the more he stared at Clint, the more he wondered why he was talking to these people in the first place.
“I suppose you’re right,” he shook his head as if the action would gain him some clarity.
“Now,” Amora put her arm around Tony’s shoulders and turned him away from Clint. “Why don’t you go enjoy Carnivale? After all, that is why you have come to Italy.”
“You’re right,” Tony breathed a sigh of relief as he walked towards the crowd.
~*~
“Thor! Calm yourself!” Loki grabbed Thor’s arm just in time to stop him from punching a terrified vendor.
“But Brother! This man refuses to provide sustenance to a prince!”
“For the last time, you are not a prince in this realm!”
“Hey guys, what’s going on?”
With his hands casually in his pockets, Tony walked over to Loki as he observed the scene in front of him.
“Stark, would you please buy this oaf a leg of lamb? I’m afraid anything other than smashing skulls is beyond his comprehension.”
If Thor heard or even understood the comment, he made no reply. He was too busy salivating at the hanging legs of lamb. Tony shrugged his shoulders and took a sizeable amount of money from his pocket before approaching the vendor in Italian. With trembling hands, the vendor handed Tony two legs of lamb and even a mug of beer. After thanking the man, Tony turned towards Thor.
“Here you go, big guy!”
Almost instantly, Thor forgot whatever slight the man had given him and thankfully took the three items from Tony’s hand. Within minutes, the first leg of lamb was devoured and the remaining bone was thrown into a nearby rubbish bin.
“Have you found out anything?”
“About what?”
In a flash, Loki’s irritable expression disappeared. He strode towards Tony, his green eyes searching.
“Let’s play a quick game.”
“Sure,” Tony shrugged.
“Who are you and do you know who we are?”
Tony laughed as he took a step back.
“Are you serious?”
“Indulge me.”
“I’m the most interesting man in the world. The guy with a leg of lamb crammed down his face is a thundering bottomless pit of a stomach and you’re an ice-man sorcerer with serious identity issues.
Green eyes narrowed at his answer and Tony flinched, wondering why Loki was in such a strange mood all of a sudden.
“Loki, seriously what’s going on? Is something wrong?” Tony crossed his arms as he looked at Loki in confusion.
“Do you know why we are in Italy?” Loki continued undeterred.
‘To enjoy Carnivale?”
Loki closed his eyes but before he could say anything, a loud chomping noise interrupted his musings. Two pairs of eyes turned to look at Thor, who was eating and drinking as if it were his last meal.
“I’ve known him for years and still his manners absolutely repulse me.”
“Maybe he can take some etiquette classes?”
Loki scoffed as he crossed his arms.
“He’d need to evolve first,” Loki turned back to Stark and lowered his voice to a murmur.
“Listen, Stark. The blonde woman you spoke to earlier is an enchantress. She’s erased your memory of Clint, your ally and the reason we are in Italy.”
“Ok, right. Nice trick,” Tony rolled his eyes and turned to walk away, but before he could, Loki’s nails dug deep into his arm, causing him to yelp aloud.
“What the-? That hurts.”
“Good. Maybe now you’ll listen.”
~*~
“Stark! Why have you not been answering my calls?”
“Happy to hear you, too.”
While Tony was on the phone, he couldn’t help rolling his eyes as he watched Thor being lured away by a sultry woman. Her longing gaze accompanied with her well-manicured fingers both motioned him to come hither, and Thor couldn’t help but mindlessly go to her. As he started to approach her, Loki knew he had to intervene, so he casually stepped on the end of Thor’s cape as he walked away. Since that barely slowed him down, he used his strength to yank the cloak hard enough to cause Thor to fall down on his butt. Tony stifled a laugh as Fury continued his verbal tirade.
“Stark! Are you even listening?”
“Not really,” he looked over at Loki who raised his eyebrows in a motion to continue their rehearsed speech. “We found Clint,” Tony emphasized the strange word. “Can you send a helicopter with a cage? He’s under a spell or something. It’s no use trying to talk to him. Honesty, I don’t think he even knows he’s part of S.H.I.E.L.D.”
There was a brief silence on the other line before it was interrupted by a sigh.
“Fine. Send me your coordinates and it will be there in a few hours.”
“Awesome. Well it’s been great talking –”
CLICK
“ – to you,” Tony finished before glaring at the phone and then shoving it in his pocket. “Such attitude!”
He walked over to the brothers who were currently engaged in a shouting match. Tony looked over them with his head quirked to the side, as if he was waiting on adolescent children to quiet down. He realized that subtly was not his best suit so he interrupted their banter by blurting out “I called him.”
Both brothers immediately went silent.
“And?” Loki asked.
“I repeated what you told me. He said the helicopter will be here in a few hours.”
“Good.”
“So when do we rescue our comrade?” Thor brushed off his cape, showing interest in the plan for the first time.
“Whenever I get the call, I guess. In the meantime why don’t we enjoy Carnivale?”
~*~
Since their mission was temporarily suspended, they each were able to indulge themselves for the time being. So the next time one of the voluptuous women dragged Thor into the crowd for a dance, Loki didn’t interfere. He watched his brother dance for a little while before quickly growing bored with the scene. As Loki deviated from the crowd, Tony barely caught a glimmer of a green tunic flash past him. Instantaneously, a mischievous idea sprung into his head.
His nostalgia for the mission he and Loki had undergone to rescue Natasha drove him to work on his stalking techniques in order to reenact his role as a stealthy assassin. He inconspicuously followed Loki, gently slipping past dancing couples until Loki walked under an alcove towards a bridge. Deciding that the roof was his best bet, Tony casually walked over to a lattice covered wall and looked around quickly to make sure no one was paying attention. He then proceeded to climb it with much precaution so as not to make a sound.
As soon as he reached the top of the roof, Tony immediately broke into a sprint so he would not lose Loki’s tail. As he scurried across, he cursed the loud clinking of the tiles that met each of his steps. Standing on the opposite side of the roof now, he was able to catch a glimpse of Loki as he crossed a bridge towards another throng of revelers.
Tony looked around for a quick make-shift mode of transportation to continue his covert chase, and lucky for Tony, Venice homes were all equipped with sturdy cables that linked all their roofs together. He was glad to be able to use the cables to glide across over the river onto an opposite roof top.
As he slowly moved onto the ledge, he focused on trying to keep his steps as quiet as possible. His new position gave him a greater aerial view and helped him spot Loki walking through the crowd, avoiding the dancing couples. As Loki continued on his path, Tony was losing sight of his whereabouts and had to quickly reposition to keep him in view.
Once he quickly evaluated his surroundings to make sure he was unseen, he began dashing across the roof again. A couple of times he found himself jumping behind a chimney in order to hide from Loki as he would turn around to scan the area.
Even if his magic was gone, Loki hadn’t lost his keen instincts. He could feel a presence following him, but couldn’t see who was following him. Hours passed by as the two continued their game of hide and seek.
After at least two hours of this chase, Tony hid once again from Loki only to find him gone from sight when he remerged. He frowned as he scanned the crowd. Crossing his arms, Tony tried to hide his disappointment. With a sigh and a shrug, Tony climbed down from the roof and landed on his feet with a dull thud.
Even on the ground, he still kept looking around the area in hopes that Loki might reappear, but without him in sight, he decided to return to enjoy the rest of the festivities. As he was walking, Tony’s attention was momentarily diverted by the fire breathing jesters, but his interest was quickly interrupted as a hand reached out and jerked him. He felt an immense pain up along his back as he was slammed against a wall. It took a few moments to realize that it was Loki’s forearm against his throat.
“You?” Loki breathed in surprise as he continued to put pressure on his arm, choking Tony in the process. His eyes narrowed. “Why are you following me?”
“You’re really into choking, aren’t you?” Tony wheezed. “I’m kind of getting turned on.”
“Such a comedian. I’m laughing.”
Tony wasn’t lying. He could feel his pants constraining. Maybe it was a Pavlovian thing? Except instead of dogs salivating for food every time they heard a bell, Tony got hard every time Loki choked him, thinking he was going to get laid.
With a sigh, Loki released him and Tony coughed as he rubbed feeling back into his throat.
“You’re not supposed to wander too far from me, remember?”
Briefly glancing at the magic-binding bracelet on his wrist, Loki shot Tony an irritated glare as his wants were limited by this bulky contraption. Resigning to defeat, he moved to observe the festivities from their darkened alley. As he watched Loki walk away, the corner of Tony’s mouth twitched upward into a grin and his eyes twinkled with mischievousness.
Without warning, Tony grabbed Loki by his tunic and slammed him against the wall. Before Loki could voice his shock, Tony trailed his hands down Loki’s sides as he fell on his knees. He moved his head forward and began to mouth Loki through his pants.
“What are you –”
“Repaying you for your . . . gentlemanly actions in Jotunheim.”
“M-my what?”
“Oh, you remember. When I had that fever?”
Loki looked down, his eyes clouded in confusion before it hit him.
“You were awake?”
“Oh yeah,” Tony moved one of his hands to unzip Loki’s pants while his other gripped the pliant hip. “I know you were thinking about it. You want me that bad, huh?”
Loki scowled at the grinning man but before he could move away Tony hand moved his hand inside his pants and encircled it around his cock before bringing it into the open. Loki sighed as his head collided with the wall behind him.
Tony used both hands to shove the lower half of Loki’s outfit to the ground, leaving him naked from the waist down. He gently began to suck the tip as Loki moved his hand to instinctively grasp unruly brown hair. Tony began to slowly trail his tongue along the hardening length. Loki moved his head to watch. After a few more teasing licks, Tony looked up at Loki and with their eyes locked; he opened his mouth and enveloped Loki’s length in one fluid motion.
Loki gasped at the warm sensation and his eyes closed in content as Tony continued his ministrations. Before he could lose himself in the moment, Tony let the cock slip from his mouth. Loki’s eyes bolted open and he watched Tony stand up only to push Loki onto a nearby crate, his back hitting the wall.
Once again, he settled himself on his knees in front of Loki. He pushed Loki’s knees apart as he began assaulting the hardened cock with his mouth. He twirled his tongue around the tip, taking a few inches and then pulling back.
He was clearly enjoying being a tease until Loki grabbed his hair and shoved himself fully inside the inviting mouth. The cock hit the back of Tony’s throat causing him to gag. Above him he heard Loki moan as his grip tightened. He continued assaulting the pliant mouth and felt the muscles in Tony’s throat relax in order to accommodate the girth.
The choking sounds Tony made clearly aroused Loki further and after a few more thrusts he moaned his release. The grip in his hair tightened, not allowing Tony to move even an inch. As soon as Loki emptied himself, he released his grip on the silken brown hair and Tony used the opportunity to move off the spent appendage so that he could catch his breath.
As he wiped at his mouth, his phone rang.
~*~
“What are we looking for?”
“Patience.”
Tony scoffed as he crossed his arms. Fury’s helicopter would be in Venice within the hour and they still had not apprehended their victim, let alone kept track of Thor. They had spent the majority of an hour walking around the market with Loki trying to find who-knows-what and frankly, Tony was getting a little uncomfortable being closed in by so many people.
As he heaved an exaggerated sigh, Loki briefly turned to shoot him a glare before going back to whatever he was doing. Loki was enjoying torturing Tony by continually walking through the market as he dragged him from shop to shop, only acknowledging him when the vendor would bring forth the receipt.
Tony grew increasingly impatient of Loki’s shopping spree, and couldn’t help but interrupt him as he was in the middle of a conversation with a merchant. “I am tired of shopping! What next? Are you gonna ask me if that dress makes you look fat? Now can you tell me what you’re planning?! ”
“Tell me, Stark, you view yourself as a scientist, yes?” Loki grinned. “How much do you like experimenting?”
The last word made Tony’s face break out in a grin.
“I thought so.” Loki turned on his heel and began walking away from the crowd with Tony eagerly following. They had walked until they reached a secluded part of the riverbank and Loki set his wares down on the bench. Like a child, Tony hovered nearby as Loki opened up the various packages he had purchased and began measuring the various items, carefully separating them into piles.
“So what are you making?”
“Remember in Jotunheim when I spoke of books I used to read?”
Tony nodded.
“They weren’t all about magic.”
Tony should have found Loki’s maniacal grin disturbing but something about the excitement shining in his green eyes made Tony’s heart beat faster. Tony recognized some of his ingredients and instantly his smile widened.
“You’re making a drug, aren’t you? Could you be more evil?”
Loki turned his eyes to Stark’s but instead of finding malice he found a mischievous glint twinkling in his eyes.
“Here, light this part,” Loki handed Tony a small dish of some herbs. Quickly reaching into his pocket, Tony pulled out a lighter and set the herbs a blaze. After it burned, Loki combined the mixture with what he had been mixing. After he finished grounding the ingredients into a powder, Loki poured it into a separate bag and disposed of the remaining ingredients into the river.
“Polluting, too?”
Loki rolled his eyes.
“What now?”
“We find our lab rat.”
~*~
Thor twirled the beautiful woman around before pulling her to his chest and continuing to dance with no idea that two pairs of mischievous eyes were watching him from the shadows.
“Now?”
“Wait,” Loki held Tony’s arm as Amora came into view, arm in arm with Clint. Her eyes scanned the crowd and when they landed on Thor her mouth fell open in surprise.
Immediately, she disengaged herself from Clint before walking over to Thor and his dancing partner. Thor seemed equally surprised to see her and completely ignored Clint as he embraced her. Amora looped her arm around his before saying something to Clint and leading Thor away, presumably to catch up.
“It seems we can get rid of two birds in one go.”
Tony eyed Loki questioningly.
“Ever since we were children, Amora had a crush on Thor. This could work in our advantage. There’s Clint,” Loki pointed to the man of the hour who was currently trying to fight the crowd to get back to his beloved. “Make sure he doesn’t go near us.”
Tony nodded before easily slipping between the dancing couples towards his target. When a vendor wasn’t looking, Loki snatched two glasses of beer He managed to slip the drug equally between the two glasses before quickly making his way towards his brother.
“Thor, dear brother, I have been looking everywhere for you!”
Thor turned briefly from Amora and smiled at Loki’s words, taking them at face value.
“Amora,” Loki feigned surprise. “What a surprise to find you here on Midgard!”
“Loki, darling!” Amora purred as she enveloped him a hug, making sure to avoid spilling the beverages. “I haven’t seen you since we were young! Are you well?”
“As always,” Loki flinched as Thor threw his arm around his shoulders.
“I wasn’t expecting an old friend so I only brought two mugs of this human drink,” Loki feigned disappointment. “I insist that you have mine,” Loki handed Amora one of the mugs.
“Such a gentleman! Are you sure you don’t mind?” Amora asked as she slowly reached for the mug.
“Of course not!” Loki pretended to be insulted while Thor took the other mug.
“That’s my brother! Always putting the needs of others first,” Thor beamed and for brief second Loki felt guilty. In one swoop, Thor’s mug was empty. Not to be out done, Amora finished hers in a single gulp.
“Unfortunately, the drinks here are not nearly as strong as back home. You two enjoy yourselves while I get some refreshments.”
Thor and Amora both smiled as Loki turned to go.
“Are you here alone?” Thor asked as Amora once again turned her attention to him. As she looked at the object of her long obsession, Amora quickly forgot about Clint and coyly nodded. A grin broke on Thor’s face as he extended his hand and she placed hers daintily in his.
After placing the mugs on a nearby vendor’s cart, Loki scanned the crowd and saw Tony attempting to distract Clint by holding him around the waist and dancing with him in between the revelers. The muscles in Loki’s face tensed as he made his way towards the pair.
“Look, I really need to get back –”
“Nonsense!” Tony answered as he twirled Clint away before pulling him back towards himself. No matter what he tried, he watched Clint continue to eye Thor with jealousy; Tony truly felt pity for Clint’s bleeding heart.
“Stark.”
At the sound of the chilled word, Tony briefly turned his attention from Clint.
“Oh, yes! We have something to show you!” Tony quickly turned back to Clint and took his arm as he forcible dragged him away from the crowd.
“Listen, I really –”
“I’m sure your girlfriend can wait! We have an adventure to go on!”
As soon as the three had reached the riverbank, Tony scanned the area for S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. His eyes instantly spotted two men dressed in black suits, clearly not even attempting to blend in with the crowd. As he turned around, he watched Loki backhand a distracted Clint in the back of the head. With a thump, Clint landed on the ground unconscious.
“Hey! You didn’t have to knock him out!”
Loki scoffed as he crossed his arms. As soon as the two men spotted Tony, they walked briskly towards him.
“Mr. Stark,” they both nodded at him as they looked down on Clint’s prone form.
“Agents,” Tony nodded back. “Can you take him and make sure he gets to S.H.I.E.L.D. safely?”
“Of course.”
One man bent down and picked up Clint, easily tossing him over his shoulder.
“Do you require any more assistance?”
“No, that should do it! Thanks guys!”
With another nod, both agents disappeared into the shadow. Tony turned back to Loki with a smile only to see that he was nowhere in sight. He walked from the riverbank and back towards the crowd, instantly spotting Thor pressing Amora against a wall and kissing her in an inebriated fashion. He laughed before scanning the crowd for his accomplice. He spotted him in the middle, obviously trying to get through. Before Loki could disappear again, Tony caught up to him and grabbed his arm.
“Hey! Why’d you run off like that?”
“Our mission here is concluded.”
Loki’s cold voice threw Tony off and his eyes drifted back to Thor.
“And Thor?”
“He will be fine. The drug will wear off by morning.” Loki attempted to wrench his arm from Tony’s grip.
“Since our next mission can wait until morning, do you want to enjoy the festival while we’re here?”
Loki had finally managed to wrench his arm from Tony’s surprisingly strong grip.
“I think I’ve had enough excitement,” he coolly stated as he looked down at Tony. With a smile, Tony extended his hand.
“How about one dance?”
Loki looked from Tony’s hand to his soft eyes and then back at the offered hand.
“Maybe you can teach me some dance moves?” Tony prodded, eagerly hoping Loki wouldn’t laugh in his face and walk away. After what seemed an eternity, Loki took the extended hand and in one quick motion pulled Tony towards him. While holding Tony’s hand, Loki wrapped his other arm tightly around the waist of his companion.
Tony placed his other hand on Loki’s shoulder as he grinned.
“I never thought you were the possessive type,” Tony grinned receiving a glare in return. “You may like to wear green, but jealousy doesn’t suit you.”
Loki seemed taken aback at those words and instead of making a comment, he began to gracefully move them towards the general public. Tony moved his hand from Loki’s shoulder to his neck, bringing his head towards him.
“You have nothing to be jealous about,” Tony whispered in Loki’s ear before placing a gently kiss on his cheek. Loki pulled away with a small blush threatening to creep onto his cheeks. Tony allowed himself to be pulled closer so that he could feel the heat from their pressed bodies, even through their clothing.
As expected, Loki danced with the grace of a born prince and after a while, Tony gently laid his head on Loki’s shoulder, his arm looping around Loki’s waist while his other gave a gentle squeeze to their entwined fingers. The muscles in Loki’s back relaxed and Tony felt him release a held breath as they continued to dance in the festive atmosphere.
~*~
One blue eye opened groggily as Thor moved a lock of his hair from his face. Out of habit, he called his hammer which instantly flew to his open hand. He tried to move another blond lock from his face and found that it did not belong to him. Panic caused him to open his other eye as he turned to look at the source of the similar hued hair. His eyes opened wide with terror as he realized he was lying naked under a sheet in bed with one of his childhood friends.
Amora was sleeping soundly against his chest and did not notice his movements. Carefully, prying himself away from her, Thor moved from the bed and dressed in his clothing with lightening speed. He jumped from the window onto the floor below. He swung his hammer and instantly took to the air.
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