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Tony’s stomach growled.
“I heard that, Stark.” Loki was smirking. “Dinnertime for mortals.”
“But I’m almost done calibrating this--”
“Dinner.” Loki stood up and reached over to pluck the needle nose pliers from Tony’s hand.
“Fine,” Tony grumbled. They’d been working in the lab again. Loki had been a probationary Avenger for eleven months now, and the pair spent most of their time working on mixing magic and science. It was brilliant and exhilarating and Tony didn’t want to stop for something as pedestrian as food. “But I get to pick the movie tonight.” They’d gotten in the habit of introducing Loki to Earth films lately.
“Ah.” Loki stilled. “I’ll be going out tonight, actually.”
“Going out?” That was new.
“Yes. I thought I’d explore this city’s nightlife.” Loki’s expression was a little too studied. Something was up.
“You’ve got a date,” Tony said gleefully. “Who’s the lucky person?”
Loki chuckled. “None of your business, Stark. Now come along. I want lasagna.”
Tony hated mysteries.
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“Okay, JARVIS, track his phone.” Tony rubbed his hands together.
“Mr. Liesmith has turned off GPS, Sir. And if he wanted you to know where he was going, I believe he would have told you.”
“I think he’s rubbing off on you, J. Can you find his magical signature?”
Tony could swear JARVIS sighed. “Yes, Sir. He is at a club in Greenwich Village.” A web page came up on Tony’s screen.
“‘The Rack: New York’s premier fetish club for men,’” Tony read. His brain froze. Loki was on a date at a gay BDSM club. What the fuck.
Tony knew Loki wasn’t picky about the gender of his partners. They’d never talked about their respective sexualities directly, but Loki gave the impression that Asgard was pretty flexible about preferences. And Tony had certainly noticed his friend discreetly eyeing attractive people of all types when they went out into the city.
As far as Tony knew, Loki hadn’t gotten laid since he’d moved into the tower. They were the only Avengers who lived in Manhattan full time. Cap was in Brooklyn, and the Spy Twins were in DC. Thor had responsibilities in Asgard, and Bruce was off the grid. So Tony and Loki spent a lot of time together. And Loki never went out alone.
So had Loki met a date on the internet? Or was he looking for a hookup? What was Loki doing right now? He was probably a top. He’d been tortured too much to be submissive, Tony was sure of it. Besides, Loki would be a natural with a riding crop in his hand. Yeah, Tony could see that. Whipping some poor soul until they were begging to come.
With a start, Tony realized he was half hard. What the fuck. He wasn’t into men. And he certainly wasn’t into that. But the mental picture of Loki tormenting a bound and gagged man wouldn’t leave him alone. What would it be like, to be at Loki’s mercy?
Porn. He needed porn, right now. With ladies. He brought up a browser window on his tablet and scrolled through the newest videos on his favorite porn site. There, a pretty blonde giving a blowjob. Yeah, that should do it. He took out his cock and started stroking. The blonde had full lips and natural breasts. But Loki was haunting him.
Disgusted with himself, Tony turned off his tablet. Time to go clubbing on his own. What he needed was a few drinks and a one night stand.