( considering how it didn't exactly go over well with tony, thor figures he should probably be upfront with steve about loki being on board. honestly, the only reason he's kept it to himself is selfishness, not wanting to ruin the balance he's fallen into with loki and the other avengers. but steve should know. thor owes him that much. )
Loki's here.
( no preamble, just the truth. )
I know that might make things ... complicated. But rest assured, he's been on good behavior.
( for the most part, anyway (no stabbings have been reported thus far). thor has to make some allowances for loki being the god of mischief, after all. but steve, at least, should know what it means to thor to have loki back after losing him at the hands of thanos. he hasn't exactly told anyone else that little tidbit, not even tony. )
( he's not going to lie to steve. and yet he feels the need to defend his brother anyway. he's always going to be loki's #1 apologist, after all. )
Loki may have relinquished the Tesseract to Thanos, but he died trying to protect me and our people.
( well, what was left of their people. giving up the tesseract ultimately saved asgard from a second extinction. would thanos have spared any of them had the tesseract truly been destroyed on asgard? or would his rage of being denied one of his prizes have doomed them all? )
I understand if you can't forgive him for the damage he did on Earth. I don't expect you to. But we now share a common enemy. You don't have to trust my brother, Steve, but I hope you trust me.
[generally speaking, tony likes to handle his problems by avoiding the fuck out of them. (and drinking. drinking is another great option.) but it's been two goddamn years and one of them is going to have to man the hell up eventually. it's a small spaceship - well, not really, but relatively speaking. and, yeah, he's pissed off that he'd had to confront thanos without steve, he's not going to pretend he isn't. but he also misses steve. sometimes it feels like his chest still aches from the blow he took in siberia, from the weight of the shield smashing into his armor, from the emotional blow. tony doesn't have so many friends - real, true friends like he'd thought steve was - that he can lose one without missing it.
so, yeah, after spending a certain amount of time turning the bracelet over in his hands, he finally works up the nerve to actually send a message.]
[ The message comes up with no preamble, just a soft ping! notifying him that someone's reached out over the network. When he leans over to pick up his device, it's ... honestly not a name he expects to see. And boy, the emotional gut-punch it brings has him pausing in his spot.
He's going to need a second.
He's got the other Tony Stark listed under 'T', which can only mean one thing: ]
[Tony still isn't sure this is a good idea, but it's better than spontaneously bumping into Steve in the corridor - less chance of being punched into space that way, for one thing. He sucks in a slow breath between his teeth.]
I'd ask who else it could be, but apparently the answer to that is a younger, taller version of myself.
[Ha, ha. He's a riot.]
PS, your handwriting sucks. Rhodey still hasn't stopped calling me Tony Stank.
I haven't stopped thinking about you all day, the things I'd like to do to you. What would I taste if I took you into my mouth? What sounds would you make? Would you tremble under my hands?
( he never actually meant to send this, wrote it and rewrote it and deleted it a hundred times perhaps, always thinking better of it in the end (it's a little strong, a little too forward), but. well. here they are. )
( ... ah. so the network's trickery continues. thor could let it go, pretend it wasn't meant for steve, let him off easy. but, no, that won't do, he thinks. steve thinks far too little of himself. )
You underestimate your appeal, Captain. It was most certainly meant for you.
( maybe not at this exact moment, but he's not going to deny it now that it's been sent. still... there's a reason he never sent this before. )
( celebrating the date of one's birth isn't a particularly common occurrence for beings who live well beyond mortal life expectancy (of course, asgardians rarely pass up an excuse to celebrate anything, it just seems rather redundant to make a spectacle of the day that will come every year for the next five thousand years or so), but thor recognizes it as a ritual humans are rather fond of to mark the passing of time, to have a day of their own that makes them feel special in the grand cosmic scheme of things — and thor fully intends to use it to show his appreciation for steve's continued existence, to convince him he really is special in the grand cosmic scheme of things.
to thor, steve will always be special, even long after steve is gone and thor is left with only the memory of him. he considers himself lucky that steve is part of his life at all, that the stars aligned in such a way to give them this opportunity. if fate willed thor to survive, then perhaps fate also willed this so.
which brings him to steve's quarters with little preamble aside from i have a gift for you, if you'll allow me and after a whirlwind of kisses and several lost articles of clothing later, thor finds himself on his knees before steve's bed, having left a trail of delicate kisses down the planes of his torso, hands brushing over thighs to spread them just so. he looks up at steve through long eyelashes, pressing his palm against the material separating his hand from steve's cock, curving his fingers to fit the length of it. )
Are you sure you're alright, Captain?
( they could always redress and call it a night, if it's too much, if steve has changed his mind. or, they could just go back to kissing and that would be alright with thor. after all, he's nothing if not a gentleman and he wants this to be enjoyable for both of them. and this time there isn't any alien pollen or fruit to lower steve's inhibitions, it's simply up to thor's charm — naturally, thor is confident enough in that department, given his current position, but he has been turned down from time to time. he can only hope now isn't one of those times.
his free hand finds steve's, drawing it toward his head. )
You can put your hands in my hair, if you'd like.
( not for the first time, he desperately wishes his hair were longer, to give steve more purchase, but in the months that they've been here, it has grown some, enough that there might be a decent amount to tug at. the invitation, of course, implies permission to do exactly that. )
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tony stark.
I know
Sarcasm isn't exactly easy to get across on this thing
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[ a jest. he caught the sarcasm. ]
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I'm not very quick with these things
[ #justoldmanthings ]
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TEXT.
Loki's here.
( no preamble, just the truth. )
I know that might make things ... complicated. But rest assured, he's been on good behavior.
( for the most part, anyway (no stabbings have been reported thus far). thor has to make some allowances for loki being the god of mischief, after all. but steve, at least, should know what it means to thor to have loki back after losing him at the hands of thanos. he hasn't exactly told anyone else that little tidbit, not even tony. )
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[ Really, it does sound like the kind of win Thor could use — despite Steve's prior experiences with the Trickster God.
(Whom he's definitely been in contact with briefly and unknowingly.) ]
But can you really guarantee that?
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( he's not going to lie to steve. and yet he feels the need to defend his brother anyway. he's always going to be loki's #1 apologist, after all. )
Loki may have relinquished the Tesseract to Thanos, but he died trying to protect me and our people.
( well, what was left of their people. giving up the tesseract ultimately saved asgard from a second extinction. would thanos have spared any of them had the tesseract truly been destroyed on asgard? or would his rage of being denied one of his prizes have doomed them all? )
I understand if you can't forgive him for the damage he did on Earth. I don't expect you to. But we now share a common enemy.
You don't have to trust my brother, Steve, but I hope you trust me.
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so, yeah, after spending a certain amount of time turning the bracelet over in his hands, he finally works up the nerve to actually send a message.]
Hey.
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He's going to need a second.
He's got the other Tony Stark listed under 'T', which can only mean one thing: ]
Tony?
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I'd ask who else it could be, but apparently the answer to that is a younger, taller version of myself.
[Ha, ha. He's a riot.]
PS, your handwriting sucks. Rhodey still hasn't stopped calling me Tony Stank.
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misfire.
bless
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My apologies. That was not ▒▒▒▒▒ for you.
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misfire. un: soldat
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I didn't send that.
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omg
[ He's squinting at the last bit there ... ]
ur welcome
My apoˡᵒᵍⁱᵉˢ. I gu̫̫͙e̦̦s͙͙͜s̼͕͓ t͔̼͔h͓͎͚e͕̟̼ c̘͓̟o͉̟͖m̺͙ms are sti͑̓l͛̓̚l̽̐͋ g̀͝ä́͌̿r̀͋͝b͒͐̚led. I'll try again. So▒▒▒▒ry.
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Maybe selfish bu͕̺ț̡̠ I̢͍'͍̙m̼̦͚ g̘̻͖l̡͔a̝͍͕d to see you're here.
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( he never actually meant to send this, wrote it and rewrote it and deleted it a hundred times perhaps, always thinking better of it in the end (it's a little strong, a little too forward), but. well. here they are. )
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Aside from the blocked username, he's been getting a few of those tonight and it would stand to think that maybe this one's just another.
It's ... a titillating message nevertheless. ]
I'll assume this wasn't meant for me.
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You underestimate your appeal, Captain.
It was most certainly meant for you.
( maybe not at this exact moment, but he's not going to deny it now that it's been sent. still... there's a reason he never sent this before. )
Have I made you uncomfortable?
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2/2
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@nr
[ How did she get this username? Well, see above. ]
We should talk.
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Nat?
Yeah, of course.
When did you get here?
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𝑨 𝑩𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯𝑫𝑨𝒀 𝑺𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬 🎆🎉 — 𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑤
to thor, steve will always be special, even long after steve is gone and thor is left with only the memory of him. he considers himself lucky that steve is part of his life at all, that the stars aligned in such a way to give them this opportunity. if fate willed thor to survive, then perhaps fate also willed this so.
which brings him to steve's quarters with little preamble aside from i have a gift for you, if you'll allow me and after a whirlwind of kisses and several lost articles of clothing later, thor finds himself on his knees before steve's bed, having left a trail of delicate kisses down the planes of his torso, hands brushing over thighs to spread them just so. he looks up at steve through long eyelashes, pressing his palm against the material separating his hand from steve's cock, curving his fingers to fit the length of it. )
Are you sure you're alright, Captain?
( they could always redress and call it a night, if it's too much, if steve has changed his mind. or, they could just go back to kissing and that would be alright with thor. after all, he's nothing if not a gentleman and he wants this to be enjoyable for both of them. and this time there isn't any alien pollen or fruit to lower steve's inhibitions, it's simply up to thor's charm — naturally, thor is confident enough in that department, given his current position, but he has been turned down from time to time. he can only hope now isn't one of those times.
his free hand finds steve's, drawing it toward his head. )
You can put your hands in my hair, if you'd like.
( not for the first time, he desperately wishes his hair were longer, to give steve more purchase, but in the months that they've been here, it has grown some, enough that there might be a decent amount to tug at. the invitation, of course, implies permission to do exactly that. )