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Freya got home first, dropped her bag by the door and walked to the living room.
‘’ I’m home!’’ She called out
No answer was sent back in greetings. She frowned in confusion, Loki was probably still at work or on his way home. It was pretty rare for the man to stay late, he usually preferred to bring his work home and work in the peace and quiet of his residence. Hopefully he would return in a good enough moods to accept the date. She smiled to herself, imagining his face at the restaurant.
Even thou this was set up as a prank, she was still wishing her father good fortune. She believed that he would go well with Tony. In her defense the man was a genius, quick mind and could easily keep him busy and on his toes. From what she had seen on her frequent visits to his house, he was anything but boring. If her multiple animated conversation was any proof of that.
After changing from her school uniform into a pair of jeans and a comfortable shirt, she headed for the kitchen. She wanted to prepare her father his favorite meal, in hopes that would cheer him up but mostly to get in his good favors. She had to do everything right to get him to accept. After the incident with her dance teacher, he had refused any other possible date arranged by her and had stayed far away from anyone proposed by her.
She soon busied herself in cutting her load of vegetable and some chicken into small pieces. Spicy chicken curry was her father’s favorite. In minutes the whole house was filled with the delicious smell of cooking. Suddenly a voice called out, jolting her.
‘’ I’m home! ‘’ Called out Loki from the front door. He turned then tripped on his daughter’s bag, cursing as he braced himself on the nearby wall, having almost fallen face first.
‘’ Freya! ‘’ He growled. ‘’ How many times must I remind you to never leave your bag lying around at the entrance? ‘’
Freya almost ran to him, puppy eyes already set on her feature.
‘’ Sorry. ‘’ She said as she picked up her bag and left for her room to put it away.
Loki puffed out his cheeks in frustration. He removed his shoes and set his suit case on the floor, at the exact location Freya had left her school bag. It was no wonder she had taken the same habit. His nosed finally picked up the delicious aromas and he smiled fondly.
‘’ It smells lovely, what are you making? ‘’ Asked Loki as he got to the kitchen, setting his many rolled up plans on the table.
‘’ Spicy chicken curry. ‘’ She answered as she got back to him, giving him a peck on the cheek as she passed beside him.
‘’ In what occasion are you making my favorite?’’ He asked, weary.
‘’ Nothing. I just though you would like that. ‘’
‘’ Why thank you. ‘’
The Asgardian went to his desk, setting his many plans on his workstation and soon busied himself in the drawing of the interior of the latest model. His idiot of a boss had refused his last drawling, saying it wasn’t good enough. What did he know about interior design?
After some time, Freya walked up to her dad, circling his shoulder with her arms, pressing her cheek to his, surveying his work. She frowned, confused as she recognized the plans.
‘’ He didn’t like your other plans?’’
‘’ No, that brainless twit believes they are too simple. ‘’
‘’ Well that sucks. Dinner is ready by the way.’’
‘’ I’m famished, let’s eat.’’
They both sat at the table, plates full with the delicious meal. She had even set up a glass of red wine for her father, knowing Loki enjoyed the complimented spicy taste of the curry with the dry amber liquid. He looked up at his daughter, one raised eyebrow in a silent question.
‘’ What is it that you want now.’’ He asked before taking a forkful of the rice, fully aware that his daughter rarely did anything without wanting something in return.
Freya raised her head from her meal, giving her father a pure innocent look before stating. ‘’ I don’t know what you are talking about father. I desire nothing. ‘’
‘’ Do not try to lie to the god of lies my dear; you have yet to master the ability or I to be deceived. Spill your request.’’ He stated back, giving her an all knowing guise.
Freya smiled to her father before going on with her request.
‘’ I know you said you would never date anymore of my teachers… but I was approached by Mrs. Jones, my literature teacher at school. You know the beautiful lady you met during the last parent meeting teachers?’’ She lied.
‘’ Yes I remember her… ‘’ He replied in a matter of fact.
‘’ She was wondering if you would be free this Friday. She has, I believe reserved for two at the Little Italy. You know the place downtown, reputable and according to her a five star establishment. ‘’
Loki sighed before replying‘’ Freya, how many times must I tell you? I am not interested in dating anyone, even less your teachers. It would be unsettling atmosphere at home, which I do not need happening. ‘’
‘’ I sort of said yes. ‘’ She lied to him, wincing in discomfort. She had to get him to agree. ‘’ Please. ‘’ She added with puppy eyes.
‘’ By Odin’s beard Freya, you have to stop trying to match me with every single woman on this realm. I can take care of myself or you alone. I do not need the worry of a partner. Am I not a worthy enough father? ’’ He asked, a bit agitated.
‘’ Of course you are. It’s just you seem so lonely and she is lovely. I had thought that she had fancied your eye, since you couldn’t stop talking to her last time you each met. I couldn’t just turn her down. And what could a little meal do? Worst case scenario, it doesn’t work and you come home with less money in your wallet, and food in your belly.’’
‘’ Your annoying my dear. ‘’
‘’ Please…’’
He sighed. ‘’ If I go to this date, will you stop your constant nagging and mischievous plan at getting me a partner?’’
‘’ Yes! ‘’ She quipped.
Loki sighed again, then looked up at his daughter and smiled softy. How could he ever resist her? She only had his wellbeing at heart. He sighed for the third time, then stated, already regretting his words.
‘’ Fine I’ll go. ‘’
***
Evelyn was still sitting on the front steps of the school, her bag at her feet, looking up every five minutes. Tony had forgotten her… again. God, this was really turning into a habit. It had been the second time in three days. Maybe she would get Happy to pick her up. Cellphone in hand, she smiled at her memory of today’s plan. Freya was a genius. Why hadn’t she thought of matching their fathers before? Tony would pretty much date anything that had boobs or long legs. She didn’t even feel guilty for what she would be putting Mr. Lauyfeyson into. She cared for the man, but she mostly wanted to get a good laugh at her father for once. He deserved it, to a certain degree.
The screeching of tiers on asphalt was heard at the end of the road, alerting the young woman to the approaching car. She raised her head in time to see the sleek silver Audi slide to a stop, the passenger window going down, reveling her fathers amused face.
‘’ You coming? ‘’ He asked, not even bothering with excuses anymore, not that he ever did. They were both getting used to the growing habit.
Evelyn rose and went in, sliding on the sleek leather seat with ease, clicking on her seat belt. The engine roared with anticipation, the tiers screeching once again on asphalt as they bolted away from the academy. Once on the high way, Tony turned to his daughter.
‘’ So how was your day? ‘’
‘’ Good, got to dissect a frog in biology. ‘’
‘’ That’s cool. ‘’
‘’ It was. ‘’
Silence soon settled in the car, letting the surprisingly soft music of Tony band playing in the background. After a couple of minutes, Evelyn finally asked.
‘’ Tony? ‘’
‘’ Hmm? ‘’ Replied the billionaire, eyes still on the road.
‘’ I was asked by my science teacher today if you would go out with her. ‘’
‘’ Who? ‘’ He asked, turning to catch a glance of Evelyn’s face.
‘’ Mrs. Jones. Sexy, long legs, green eyes, black hair. You remember? ‘’
‘’ Of course. How could I forget… ‘’ Lied Tony. He had no clue who she was talking about, but the fine description she was painting in his mind was enough to make him agree to anything.
‘’ She has a reservation for the Little Italy on Friday night. At eight, if you want to go. ‘’
‘’ Of course. I can’t just turn down a beautiful woman. ‘’
‘’ Great! I’ll let her know tomorrow. ‘’
Tony turned again in Evelyn’s direction, a quick smile on his lips. It was a bit strange for her to accept her teachers request. Sure Tony had a reputation, but the young woman had always been aloof to his ‘’love life’’. Her sudden arrival in his life had been the reason his going out and getting drunk had been reduced to galas, charity soiree and other events Pepper would schedule for him. They mostly spend their free time in each other’s company down in the lab doing science or anything else that would catch their interest. So it was a little strange that she would willingly accept her proposal and not turn down the woman all together. He shrugged the feeling away, not thinking twice about it. Hey, we has probably going to get laid, so why worry ?
Evelyn turned to her dad, seeing the look on his face and knew he was caught up on his future date. Her fine description had made him agree in seconds. She smiled to herself. Let the prank begin.
***
Friday night finally arrived and Evelyn couldn’t keep her excitement at bay. She had to watch her every word of action, always smiling at the thought of tonight’s outcome.
It was seven o’clock and Tony walked out of the shower, towel at his waist. He walked to his rooms, a towel on his head, drying his brown hair. Evelyn was sitting on his bed, legs crossed. At his appearance she voiced out.
‘’ You have to wear your dark grey Armani suit. ‘’
‘’ Whoa! Don’t ninja on me.’’ Chocked Tony in surprise, stepping back hands in the air in defense. ‘’ You shouldn’t be in here. I could have been naked. ‘’ Stated Tony as he walked to his on wardrobe.
‘’ Jarvis would have warned me. ‘’ She replied back, shrugging at the same time. It’s not like it was the first time she saw him naked. The first time had been two weeks in their new life style, he had completely forgotten about her and had walked to the kitchen but naked after his morning shower to get his coffee. She had dropped her cereal bowl on the floor in a gasp of surprise, turning around instantly. The second time had been one night after a charity reception, Tony had brought back a busty blond and had stall in the living room, making out feverishly on the couch. She had walked in on them as she was heading to the kitchen. Thankfully the lights had been out and she was spared the visual not so the audio. They had then set Jarvis to alert each other if they were naked or in Evelyn’s case in her underwear.
‘’ So the dark grey Armani suit?’’ He asked
‘’ Yeah, the pants give you a nice ass. ‘’
Tony poked his head out of the closet, waving his eyebrows at his daughter.
‘’ Are you checking my ass? ‘’
‘’ Oh no, you have found out my secret. I’ll have to kill you now. ‘’ She joked
‘’ Ha ha, funny. ‘’
He stepped out of the closet, dressed in pants only, a white shirt in hand. He set the jacket on the bed and turned to the mirror, checking himself out.
‘’ You can’t put that shirt. ‘’
‘’ And why not? ’’ He asked, turning around to face his daughter, eyebrow raised in question.
‘’ It won’t go with your dark gold tie. ‘’ She answered, pointing the clothes on the bed.
That’s when he saw the tie laid out on a dark red chemise. He looked up at Evelyn, a smirk on his face.
‘’ You already have all this planned out, haven’t you? ‘’
‘’ Yup, you have to look your finest… dad. ‘’
Tony stuck his tongue out at his nickname. He had refused to be officially called ‘’dad’’, preferring to be called Tony. He finished getting dressed, under the watchful eye of his daughter.
***
Loki looked at himself in the mirror, frowning for what seemed to be the hundredth time. He had been going over his multiple suites, shirts and ties for the past hour, not able to decide what to wear. He magic a set on his body, frowning at his reflection. It didn’t look good enough. What he would give to be able to dress with his Asgardian attire. He much preferred his leather armor or even evening wear these flimsy clothes human clothed themselves in. Nothing looked good enough to his liking and he was starting to lose patience. He didn’t even know why he was trying so hard to look presentable. He didn’t even want to go… or so he kept telling himself the past few days. He grumbled to himself before he finally called to his daughter.
‘’ Freya darling, could you come here please? ‘’
Freya walked in the room finding her father still in his nightgown, a suit pulled on his chest, frowning at the mirror. She beamed at him. Surprised that he was taking this quite seriously.
‘’ Not able to choose? ‘’ She teased Loki.
‘’ Quit jesting and help me decide on something to wear. ‘’
The young woman turned to her father’s closet, going through his multiples chemise and ties. Finally she set on the choice.
‘’ You have to go with your Black Gucci suit, It suit’s you best.’’ She stated as she turned to her father, showing him the suit in question. ‘’ And what about this dark green blouse, and your silver tie? ‘’ She asked.
Loki turned to his daughter and smiled at her pick of attire. They were his colors and best suited his complexion. He took the garments and magic them on, fitting the clothes to his lean but muscular frame. He turned to the mirror, giving himself one last look, finally satisfied with his appearance.
‘’ You have great taste as always. Thank you darling. ‘’ He said, turning to peck her on the forehead.
Then he headed for the living room, looking for his watch and wallet.
‘’ Don’t wait up for me, who knows how long the meal will last. ‘’
‘’ Don’t worry. Just have fun. ‘’
Loki gave his daughter one last kiss, then teleported away, preferring this method of transport to the hassle of a taking the car out and driving out in traffic.
***
Tony arrived to the restaurant before his date, going straight to the lady at the front reception, passing everyone in line. Gifting her with a charming smile, he asked for Mrs. Jones Table, resting his elbow on the stand in front of him. The hostess blushed dangerously, recognizing the man before her and fumbled with her note book, going through the pages looking for the woman’s name and table number. After some time, she finally found the table and led the billionaire to the table. Surprisingly it was empty; the woman had yet to arrive. Tony sat at the table, getting himself comfortable, he even took the liberty to order a bottle of red, the finest on the menu.
It took a couple of minutes for the waiter to return with the bottle and poured two glasses. Tony took a sip and nodded approvingly. He waiter left the bottle on the table taking his leave. Slowly Tony leveled his gaze with the room, looking around at everyone else. He hadn’t passed unnoticed and people were already whispering to themselves, talking about the billionaire. He didn’t pay any attention to them, they were but a background sound, nothing important.
Ten minutes passed before the hostess showed up again, followed by his date. Tony looked up, a quick charming smile already on his lips… He went and pulled the woman her chair, freezing on the spot when he realized he was facing a man. A very handsome man, but a guy none the less. Well handsome was a very light statement, the man gorgeous, stunning even, he could even go with breath taking. Mrs. Jones definitely didn’t look very feminine. Maybe he had missed heard Evelyn?
Loki had arrived a little later than expected. He had teleported to a nearby bookstore and had walked to the restaurant. Compare to Tony, who had waltz in like the owned the place, he had waited in line for his turn, finally reaching the young woman and request the reservation under the name of Mrs. Jones. The woman had frowned at the name, but hadn’t voiced her concern and had led him to his table, which upon arrival, was already occupied by another man. Had the hostess missed understood him? Just as he got close, the man rose from his seat pulled the adjacent chair and froze as his gaze settled on him… So he hadn’t expected him either.
‘’ I don’t believe you are Mrs. Jones? ‘’ Asked Loki, looking at the billionaire, a raised eyebrow in question.
‘’ Well that’s awkward. If I would of known… and no I’m not Mrs. Jones, My name is Tony Stark.’’
Tony offered him his seat with a gestor of hand before going back to his own seat.
Loki raised a perfect eyebrow in his gestor out of surprise, liking the attention none the less. He hadn’t expected that from him. For yes he knew who Tony Stark was. Who didn’t? Taking the offered seat, he sat at the table and then asked, suspicious growing in his mind.
‘’ I am aware of who you are. Everyone does. On a different matter I believe you are Evelyn’s father? ‘’
His emerald gaze floated on the genius’ face, checking for any signs of trickery, but mostly in a silent examination. He had to agree that the man was quite dashing. Tony’s eyebrows shot up to his hair line. He quickly recovered, a smile pulling on the corner of his lips.
‘’ Why yes. How did you know? ‘’ He asked slowly, curious.
‘’ My daughter Freya is friends with Evelyn. The resemblance is significant. You share the same eyes ‘’ He replied, a seductive smile on his lips, all the while he was eating him with his eye. His mind was quickly catching up with what was happening. He growled at his stupidity, she had tricked him again and he had fallen in her trap. So much for being the god of lies, he thought ironically. She was so going to get hell once he returned home.
‘’ Freya! Well could explain our little date. ‘’ Added Tony.
‘’ What do you mean.’’ He asked, growing weary. He was always protective of his daughter, no matter the situation.
‘’ She is quite the cunning one. I’ve had the pleasure to meet her on her visit at the villa. She’s a very intelligent young woman. ‘’
Taken by surprise, Loki could only reply back. ‘’Yes she is.’’ Not wanting to make this more awkward than it was, Loki stood from his seat, excusing himself at the same time. ‘’ Please forgive me for her actions’’ He pushed in his chair. ‘’ I wouldn’t want to keep you from your busy schedule. So I’ll be taking my leave. ‘’.
Tony bolted to his feet, quick words already on his lips.
‘’ Please stay. It would be a waste since we are both here. ‘’
Loki looked the man up and down, letting his gaze fall from those golden brown eyes to wonder around the rest of the specimen. He was handsome, it was not a secret, and the man knew how to look refine and confident. He debated the pros and cons in his head. It wouldn’t take him long to go back home. But he did dress for the occasion. Plus his week had been horrendous and some time off enjoying good food and wine would be much appreciated. He waited an extra second or two, not wanting to appear eager, then slowly pulled the chair back and sat down, crossing his legs under the table.
Tony sat back down, happy that he had been able to sway the man in staying, not missing the up and down his ‘’date’’ had given him. How could he not be considered, he was Tony Stark after all. A smile pulled at his lips, just as the waiter arrived at their table, asking if they were ready to order. Both man looked down at the menus still closed, pulling them open to inspect it choices. The waiter was soon shooed away, giving them time to make their pick.
Tony looked down a fraction of a second; taking whatever on the menu his eyes had landed on; not at all concerned with the price or choice and looked back up. He took the liberty to examine every beautiful feature belonging to the face in front of him. His gaze followed his perfectly groomed eyebrows as he frowned, probably trying to figure out what he wanted to eat. He continued his exploration, going over his raised cheekbone, pulled up to perfection, then down his pointed nose to his plump lips. White teeth were biting down at its pink lower lip, sending a quick shiver down Tony’s spine, going straight to his lower regions. He was very glad he had been able to make him stay. He was marveling at his companion’s handsome features, wondering what type of expression they could produce when a pair of bright emerald eyes looked up at him, making him shiver once again. He quickly looked away, going for his cup of wine and taking down a big gulp. Wow, really smooth of you, thought Tony, knowing his movement hadn’t gone unnoticed.
Loki couldn’t make his pick; everything looked delicious, so he decided to ask his host on his opinion. He pulled his eye from the menu, looking up at the man, instantly realizing he had been subject to deep scrutiny. He hadn’t missed the quick flicker of gaze, the roll of jaw and the sudden interest in everything but him. A seductive smile played on his lips, while he dropped the menu to the table, bending a little over to lean on his elbows, looking straight at the billionaire. He asked him, making sure his voice was as silky as possible, but not too much. He didn’t want to give too much in such a short period of time, fully aware of the man’s reputation.
‘’ What would you suggest I take, Mr. Stark? I’m afraid everything looks delicious and I can’t make my pick. ‘’ He rolling his name on the tip of his tongue.
Tony quirked up at the use of his last name, though he had used such an exotic way of pronunciation, which he blamed his English accent, he quickly corrected.
‘’ Please, call me Tony. ‘’
He adjusted himself in his seat before voicing out his choice.
‘’ It depends on your taste, but I would suggest the mixed seafood pasta with the rose sauce. ‘’
‘’ Then I’ll take up on your choice. ‘’
On cue, the waiter appeared at their table, going over their choice of menu and scribbling everything down on his little packet of paper. After thanking them, he turned on his heels and left.
Loki grabbed his cup of wine, bringing it to his lips. He breathed the aroma, marveling on the complexity of its bouquet before letting the liquid slip between his lips. He let the wine play around in his mouth before swallowing; his Adam’s apple bobbing slowly. The whole time Tony couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He nervously swallowed.
Loki put his glass back on the table, turning his emerald gaze back to Tony. They weren’t going to ogle at themselves all evening, not that it wouldn’t be enjoyable to undress the billionaire with his stare, it just didn’t sound that entertaining. He smiled slowly before asking, genuinely curious.
‘’ It must have been quite a surprise finding out you were a father. ‘’
Tony’s smile faltered as quickly as it was replaced. He had expected that question and didn’t really know what to answer. Well at least, he wasn’t anyone, he was his daughters best friend’s father.
‘’ Well, like anyone who didn’t expect it. Surprised. ‘’ Replied back Tony.
‘’ I can imagine. How did you find out, if I may ask. ‘’
‘’ One Monday morning four months ago. Lady walked in, announced my parentage, did a blood test and voila. I was officially declared a dad. ‘’
Loki’s eye’s twinkled with malice, imagining the situation in his mind, but mostly his face. Tony decide to change the subject, not that he didn’t like talking about it, but it was still a legal secret.
‘’ And what about you? ‘’
‘’ Compare to you, I was made aware of the pregnancy before birth. She unfortunately died in child birth and I was left taking care of Freya. ‘’
‘’ Fuck, sorry about that.’’
‘’ No need to apologize, it was not your fault Anthony. ‘’
Tony couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the use of his full first name. Surprisingly, he didn’t hate it coming from the beautiful alabaster.
‘’ So, what do you do for a living? ‘’ Asked Tony on a lighter tone.
‘’ I work for Maserati, I’m their top vehicle designer. ‘’
‘’ Wow, I must say I wasn’t expecting that one. I’ll have to look into it. ‘’
‘’ What were you expecting? ‘’
‘’ Literature teacher, model, you know the usual. ‘’
‘’A model! Well you’re only half correct. I was one, years ago. For the business I’m currently working for. I decided after many years that I preferred making them, then modeling beside them, even though they still ask me to model. ‘’
‘’ Now that I can imagine. ‘’
Just then, the waiter reappeared with their plates, depositing the deliciously smelling food in front of them. Tony peered done at his choice, salmon with some sort of wild rice and vegetables cooked in butter, had completely forgotten what he had asked for. At least it look good.
As for Loki, he was asked for extra parmesan and pepper, which he accepted. The many different sea food was loaded on a bed of penne pasta, drenched in a pink rose sauce. It smell wonderful. Once again alone, he raised his glass.
‘’ To our daughters mischief. ‘’
Tony laughed, and clinked his own glass with his companions and stated the same. He took a gulp, then set it aside, digging in his food. It was delicious, wonderfully cooked and seasoned. Just as he was digging in for a second forkful he was greeted with a loud moan. He looked up to see Loki’s satisfied expression. The pure bliss could be read all over his features.
‘’ I can guess that it was a successful choice? ‘’
‘’ Oh Anthony, you have to taste, the sauce and shrimp are to die for. ‘’
Loki scooped up some pasta and shrimp and bent forward, bringing the food to Tony’s face. Without hesitation, he jumped in and took the whole thing in mouth, chewing on the delicious food. His eyes rolled in his head and he quietly moaned. He replied slowly.
‘’ Now I have to agree, this is really good. ‘’
‘’ What about your salmon? ‘’ Asked Loki, while eyeing the fish in question.
Tony didn’t waste any time and picked at the fish at presented it to Loki, who in the most dangerously exotic way, poked his tongue out, pressed the bottom of the fork to it and pulled everything inside his mouth. Tony shivered. Oh he had to share more of his food with him.
Slowly both men went about their meal, engaging in conversation about pretty much everything and anything, finally stopping their joined interest in the comparison of cars and high tech motors, all the while followed with obvious flirting from both side. Loki had taken to let his foot slip on the other man’s leg, running up and down, while Tony was making sure to keep his dates glass filled with high quality wine and openly devouring him with his eyes. They were really enjoying themselves, surprisingly.
Once food was finished and the waiter had taken their empty plate and brought a third bottle of wine. Let’s not forget they were both enjoying the liquid. They both ordered their dessert, Tony choosing the first thing his eye would set on and Loki taking his time, but finally on a chocolate fondant cheese cake.
Loki leaned back in his chair, letting his foot glide up the hem of Tony pants, sliding on this calf. Tony moaned into his glass, felling its warmth feed his growing desire.
‘’ Is there anything interesting I can find out about the great Iron man? ‘’ Asked Loki, letting his fingers cross and rest on waist.
‘’ What would you like to know? ‘’ He asked, a charming smile pulling at his lips. Every time that foot would slide upward, he would shiver internally, while his pant were slowly growing more and more uncomfortable.
‘’ How does it feel, once in the suit, thousands of feet in the air? ‘’
Well that was a surprise. He answered after a couple of seconds.
‘’ Free. ‘’
‘’ I can imagine. ‘’
‘’ Even thou I can already do everything I want, up there there’s only me and Jarvis, no worry, no cares, no press conference and none of this constant bullshit.’’ He stated while pointing with his thumb to the little group of amassed paparazzi outside the restaurant.
Loki laughed at his statement. How the mortal was just in his words. He was living the same thing with his magic. Tony examined his date’s features, seeing in his eyes that distant look of wisdom and past experience. He just added.
‘’ You know what I’m talking about? ‘’
‘’ Oh you have no idea. ‘’
The waiter arrived at this moment, giving them their dessert before excusing himself again. Tony emptied the bottle of red in Loki’s glass, then settled the bottle away. He took his own glass in hand and sipped at the liquid, enjoying the last of it before starting his own dessert.
Loki had left his own glass untouched for the moment, busying himself with eating his own food in the most exotic, sexy and totally illegal way. No one was allowed to be this erotic in public. Tony licked his lips, feeling his groin twitching. The man was a complete tease. Loki had taken the little silver spoon to his mouth, rapping his lips around it, licking at the chocolate, all while his eyes closed. He opened them, settling his emerald gaze on Tony, moaning to the exquisite taste.
‘’ That good eh. ‘’ He asked, not missing any of it.
Loki looked at him, eye fully dilated, a tongue poked out, licking away at the chocolate.
‘’ To die for. ‘’
Tony leaned forward and brushed to pad of this thumb to Loki’s lip, swiping away the leftover chocolate. A pink tongue flicked out of those plum lips; licking at the digit as it passed by. Tony pulled back his finger, bringing it to his mouth, staring at Loki with transparent desire. Maybe he could ask for a doggy bag? He was so close to push the man down and fuck him on the table, right there and now. God the things he would do to him.
Loki was equally affected by the man obvious flirting and manners. He could feel the retrains in his dress pants. He could easily jump on the man and eat him here and there in front of everyone, except, he wasn’t the sharing type. Le left his feet brush on the others man calf, sliding the hem of the pants up his leg. He leveled his gaze, filled with desire on the golden one across of him, devouring him with his eyes. Slowly he took the silver spoon, filled with the chocolate dessert sliding it erotically between his lips, all the while staring down his companion. He could discern his nervous swallowing, the intensively of his gaze and the fact that he hadn’t even touched his own food. A small smile pulled at the side of his lips.
Soon both men couldn’t take it anymore and asked the waiter to bring in the receipt, which Tony paid without a second thought and pulled the man behind him to his car, already stationed in front of the restaurant. Sitting behind the wheel he fired the engine, letting its vibrating purr fill the cubical.
Loki sat beside the billionaire, slipping on the dark leather of the passenger seat. He couldn’t stop himself and soon his hand slid on the other man’s thigh, squeezing at the sensitive flesh. He could hear Tony’s breath catch in his throat. The car flew on the busy street, lights passing by. Loki gracefully bent across the gear shaft, whispering in a brush of lips in the other’s man ear.
‘’ Thank you for the meal Mr. Stark. ‘’ Rolling the name on the tip of his tongue.
Tony couldn’t bear it anymore, he accelerated, he remembered his address, having dropped off Evelyn there more than once. The ride to Loki’s apartment was surprisingly long and short. Long because he wanted to arrive as fast as possible and have a taste at the man beside him, and slow because he didn’t want to arrive, savoring the touch of his hand on his leg.
The car stopped in front of the building and soon both man got out of the expensive car. Tony hasted his step, circling the car to reach the other man. As soon as he was in hands reach, Loki grabbed the front of his jacket and pushed him on the side of the car, going for his lips in a very aggressive kiss, filled with exploring tongue and scrapping teeth.
Hands grabbed at every possible piece of flesh, going for the waist or the other’s ass. Which is where Tony’s hands were venturing, massaging tenderly while forcing their body’s together. Loki purred in Tony’s mouth, letting his hips grind their very apparent erections together. He couldn’t get enough of the man, but couldn’t bring him upstairs, his daughter was home.
After what seem like ages, both men finally let go of each other, both out of breath. Tony had marked his neck on more than one place, leaving blueish marks on the sensitive skin. Desire could be seen in both man’s eyes, if it wasn’t for their ragged breath. Slowly Loki backed away, stealing one last kiss before stepping aside.
‘’ I wish to thank you again for the… wonderful evening. ‘’ Loki purred, letting his hand slid on the other man’s chest.
‘’ Yeah, it was fun. ‘’ Replied Tony, still a bit out of breath.
Loki leaned down and kissed the billionaire one final time.
‘’ Good night then.’’
Without a second glanced he turned on his heels and headed to his loft, leaving a very flustered genius. A smile pulled at his lips, his heart still thumping in his chest. Well if that wasn’t one hell of a guy, he wasn’t Tony Stark. We circled around his car and sat behind the wheel, taking all the time in the world, still going through their kiss and evening.
Loki finally reached his apartment, closing the door behind him. His hand slipped on his lips, their kiss still playing in his mind. Suddenly a voice called out.
‘’ Already back? How was your diner? ‘’
Loki jerked in surprise, turning towards his daughter, pink at the cheeks.
‘’ Y-yes. It was very pleasant. ‘’
‘’ I can see that. ‘’ Laughed Freya as she walked back to the living room, very happy for her father.