Loki

"—Then he transferred all the money to everyone that's been effected negatively!" Clint Barton exclaimed in disbelief.

"And he kept none of it?" Natasha asked warily.

"No." Steve responded affirmative.

"That's... really nice..." Natasha replied, at a loss at what to say.

"And peculiar." I added in,"You mortals do not share the same qualities as Perseus?"

Stark rolled his eyes,"No, not all of us are such goody two shoes like your precious Perseus, reindeer ears."

I frowned to hide my embarrassment,"Perseus is not mine."

Everyone reacted to my statement with pointed looks that screamed really? I had no clue to what they thought, did it look like I had the Soul Gem? Mortals were very assuming in that way, reason to why I preferred to not indulge myself with them.

"Why not, brother?" Thor boomed, entering the room,"It seems you and young Perseus have associated yourselves well together."

I sneered at him,"It is not your business on whom I involve myself with, Thor."

"So you are dating?" Bruce questioned, sneaking into the room.

"No, why does everyone insist that we are?" I asked exasperated.

"Because you like him, and he likes you, simple." Stark blurted out without regard to anyone's feelings.

I wrinkled my nose,"That is not true."

Again with those looks! Do their faces not craft into something else? This is getting tiring.

"I am fond of the demigod, but that's all." I sighed, wishing they'd stop intruding.

"You're calling your relationship fondness? Really, Loki?" Natasha drawled out.

"I have to agree with Loki here," Steve cut in,"We barely know the kid, how could Loki like him if he doesn't know him?"

"Exactly." I confirmed, as long as this conversation was not focused on my feelings.

"Ouch..."

I froze, that was his voice. Slowly I turned, and was unfortunately met with the person of the conversation. Perseus stood in the doorway with crossed arms, and an unreadable expression on his face. I could see the pain in his eyes, and knew that my cover for my embarrassment just broke whatever we had.

"You're in some deep—" Stark got cut off by a swift kick to his genitals from Natasha.

I'd have to thank her later for that. Right now, I have to right my wrong. Mortals were so complicated, I'd probably just end up making it worse, but I had to try. Right as I opened my mouth, Perseus spoke, his voice was cold, but had traces of hurt.

"Glad you all trust me."

With that said he turned his back and walked off. I collapsed into a chair, rubbing my face tiredly. What did I just do? One word, now he probably thinks awful things about me, just like most people.

"Well, its true." Barton exclaimed,"We know nothing about him, how can we trust him?"

I turned and sneered at him,"Because of that Gem on his finger. It would not allow him to carry it if he was bad of heart, mortal."

"Then why deny him in front of us?" Natasha asked me sharply.

I looked away ashamed,"I will go apologize to him now."

"Where is Agent Jackson, Jarvis?" Barton questioned the ceiling.

"He is on level twenty seven, sir."

I nodded, and quietly approached the elevator. When I got to the floor, it was silent. I explored, it seemed to be the floor Perseus was living on. I concluded that when I found the bedroom, neat and organized without giving away any more information about themselves then necessary.

Very Agent like, SHIELD trained him well. Perseus was an excellent agent and moved swiftly and judged character even without the infinity stone well. Selfless too, probably unintentionally, so that was good.

Suddenly, I recognized the sound of running water being turned off, it came from the next room. Ahh, that must be the kitchen I assumed. The door was closed, so I knocked once and let myself in. I was met with Perseus stepping out of the shower...

***

Percy

It was dead silent. Loki just stood there with no expression on his face, but if I really wanted to I could know what he was thinking. I don't think I wanted to, because I know for sure I didn't have the best body look, Tartarus made sure of that.

Blushing, I grabbed for the towel to cover myself, but Loki snapped his fingers and said tower flew out of sight. Instead of showing my embarrassment, I hid it with anger, scowling at him.

"What the hell, Loki!"

He didn't respond and instead stalked forward. Suddenly he was right there, I could feel the heat of his breath on my face. I could see the predatory look in his eyes. I could practically hear my own heart beat. The proximity of space between us was unmeasurable and I felt like I was breathing too hard.

This was definitely not my cup of tea. I had no idea what to do in this type of situation. I haven't had a relationship since Annabeth, and it certainly wasn't this intense. His eyes bore into mine, and I felt like the prey. For once, I was unsure how to act because no amount of sarcasm would prepare me for this male god.

I tried to stumble away from him to steal back my personal space, but my calves hit the edge of the tub and I fell in. A flash of panic went through Loki's eyes and he lunged forward to catch me, but he fell down with the Perseus ship.

I hissed as my back made contact with the tub. The position I fell in was so that I filled the width of the tub rather than the length. My legs were propped outside of the tub, not even close to touching the floor, and my shoulders were touching the wall.

Loki had fallen between my legs with his arms on either side of my face. His lips were millimeters from mine. The look in his eyes were so feral as he ran his eyes across my body, I felt more vulnerable than I had in Tartarus.

Unexpectedly his lips crashed into mine. As cliche as it was, time stopped and I felt fireworks erupt in my stomach. Suddenly we weren't anywhere but with each other. The kiss became more passionate, and more dominate, and I let it.

His lips left mine and attached themselves to my neck. I couldn't help, but moan heatedly. This had to stop, first this moron denies me in front of friends, so I'll deny him to myself. Then he was biting my ear and breathing loudly into it, pleasure took my system. I was losing the battle, frankly I was okay with that.

"Wha—what are you doing?" I struggled to keep my mind clear from his attacks.

"Taking what's mine."

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