Heyyyyyyyyeee!!!!!! I'm baaaack!!! yay! This is a FUN chapter. Good Poki um stuff XD. If you're not a fan of kissing scenes you may or may not want to just skip parts of this chapter, or all of it if you're ok with missing some other stuff too. Just warning you. Plz vote and comment!! Love you guys and thx for all the votes and comments already, wow, it means so much to me!! <3 THIS PIC IS NOT MINE, I FOUND IT ON THE Google ;) I might post a rough sketch of Loki soon though. I imagine Percy on the right and Loki on the left :D Also let me know if you like chapters like this and I might make more!

Loki POV:

Perseus clung to me, whimpering. I looked down at him for a moment, then turn my attention to the growing clamor down below. Rolling my eyes I tightened my arms around the boy in them and disappeared in a flash of green light, knowing he wouldn't want any of the Avengers to see him like this.

Percy POV:

We reappeared in Loki's room. Still sobbing I pressed my forehead to his shoulder in thanks. Loki gently guided me to the wall, pushing me up against it as he brought his gorgeous green eyes to my broken ones. Leaning closer he placed his lips at the base of my chin and opened his mouth. And caressed my face, wiping away the tracks my now silent tears had created. With his tongue. My breath hitches in surprise and Loki looks up, " Is this okay?" I don't respond, choosing instead to lean closer, giving him access to my mouth. My lips slightly parted, I look up at him. A silent invitation, one that he readily accepts, lightly touching his warm, wet lips to mine, teasing. I moan and strain to reach him, but the god's grip was firm on my shoulders, pinning me against the wall. Slowly, painfully so, Loki pressed his mouth hard against mine, ending the taunt.

We stood there for what seemed like hours, not that I minded before the trickster god put that silver tongue of his to use. He urged my lips open and thrust his tongue inside. Following suit I begin to explore his mouth as he runs his strong, slender hands through my hair to grip the back of my head. Freeing my own arms in the process. My hands in his hair I have to stifle a moan, the first one having been embarrassing enough. I closed my eyes, Loki's tongue still roaming my open mouth. Gods, by the things he could do with his tongue I couldn't even imagine what he could do with a certain... other part. He deepened the kiss, tilting his head slightly to the right, his smooth, wet tongue slipping down my throat slightly. He nibbled on my lip before pulling away, "You are beautiful," his voice was raspy, filled with lust. I laugh, my voice even worse than his, " You think I'm beautiful? Lokes, have you seen yourself?" I cut myself off, advancing on him. Only to be stopped by a wave of magic.

I was thrown back up against the wall, Loki bringing his tongue up to lick tears that I had forgotten were there. I lent back in, only to freeze as I feel my pocket lighten. I looked down in surprise to see Riptide in Loki's hand. I scowled reaching, for the ballpoint pen in his grasp. "Oh no," Loki drawls, "this is mine now." Then he took off running. I gave chase, happy for a distraction from my sorrows, even if it was poorly timed. "Loki," I barked, "get your skinny ass back here!" He laughed a perfect, musical sound that floated from the hallway to my right. Immediately I took off after the sound, not bothering to come up with a cheeky retort. I followed the laugh down the stairwell, almost tripping over my feet in my attempt to go even faster. For a moment I stopped wondering if Riptide would just return to my pocket, then I remembered, this is Loki he probably has some spell to keep it from returning, "You mother-fucking bastard!" Loki yelped as I tackled him. We rolled down a few stairs before coming to a stop, in front of all the Avengers. I froze momentarily before trying to snatch Riptide back from the god's slender fingers. Tried, Loki snapped the fingers on his other hand and I became stiff as a board, completely frozen, while surrounded by a green light. Loki made a tutting noise as he got up, but before releasing me he made sure Riptide was far out of my reach, smart god. Snarling I threw myself back onto him, sending us crashing back onto the floor, except he was on top, having twisted in mid-air. Smirking Loki ground his hips slightly, causing me to squirm and bite my lip, which he took as another invitation and leaned closer, into my hand, which slapped him. "None of that now," I hissed almost silently knowing that only his godly ears could pick it up, "at least, not until you give me Riptide back." He licked his lips, staring at me suggestively before I rolled out from under Lokes and stood up, turning to stand face to face with, Tony. Shit, he looked pissed.

Tony POV:

I was about to sit down on one of my fancy white couches, drink in hand, when a familiar voice rang out, "You mother-fucking bastard!" Caspsicle looked at me pointedly as Katniss, Clint, laughed, "Like uncle like nephew." I grimaced as the cussing was followed by a yelp then the sounds of someone falling down the stairs. We turned spontaneously to the stairs as two raven-haired men tumbled down, coming to a stop at the bottom. I laughed, Barton cackled mechanically, Steve smiled, even Tasha's lips twitched with hidden amusement. I turned back as Loki snapped his fingers, causing Percy to stiffen momentarily as he stood up and brushed himself off. Only to be tackled back down by my nephew. I snorted, finding it highly amusing that Loki, a god could be taken down by a normal kid. The pathetic excuse for a god landed on top and ground his hip subtly, but not enough because I noticed it and judging by the looks on their faces Katniss and Tasha had too. I clenched my hand around the glass in it, disgusted as he leaned closer to Percy, only to be slapped. I smirked, good job Perce, he deserves it. Except now my nephew had leaned into him, whispering something that caused reindeer games to lick his lips. That's it. I storm over there ready to give that bastard a piece of my mind, only to find myself nose to nose with Percy. And boy was I pissed.

Loki POV:

I rose from the filthy floor for the second time, raising an eyebrow at Stark, who appears to be giving Perseus a piece of his mind. Lucky for the young hero his mind happens to be quite small, "-the hell, you've been here for a week and we don't see you for more than half a day, you haven't even unlocked your room in the past two! Then we find you tumbling down the stairs with none other than reindeer games, the guy who tried to kill all of us just two years ago!"I roll my eyes at the ridiculous nickname. Percy huffs, obviously agitated, "Why do they hate you so much?" I place a well-manicured hand on the simmering demi-god's shoulder, bringing his outburst to a halt. He looked up, tilting his perfect head, "I'm sorry, it's just so, hard." I bob my head slightly, "I can deal with it, it isn't as though I've dealt with this my whole life," I mutter back sarcastically. "Loyalty's my fatal flaw," I freeze, does he really feel loyal to me, me the god of mischief and trickery. Bringing my lips down to his ear I whisper back, "Mmmm, yes I am aware." "And just what do you two think you are doing?" Perseus's eyes narrowed, lips curled into a near-invisible snarl. He opened his mouth just as a high pitched alarm rang out.

Tony stood abruptly, knocking his drink over in the process, "Stay here kid, you too reindeer games, you'll only get in the way." I almost choked, barely keeping my reaction hidden. Perseus was struggling too, though not doing quite as well, the son of the sea was biting his soft, perfect lips to keep the laughter in, the rest of his face a near-acceptable mask. "Sir, there are around two hundred Hydra agents outside." JARVIS' mechanical voice rang out. The Avengers, minus my brother ran to 'suit up' as they called it. Thor had left for Asgard a few minutes after we had completed destroying almost three hundred monsters, still before the so-called mightiest heroes returned from their 'important' SHEILD meeting over me.

The moment the Avengers left Percy turned towards me and placed a calloused hand on my cheek before vapour traveling us away.