Sorry about the foul language in the song, but it is kinda like exactly what happens in this chapter *blushes* plus I love Two Feet!  Comment your favourite song! [and what you thought of the chap;)] Sorry this took so long... 

PerseusPOV:

Loki all but collapsed into my arms, sobbing heavily. I took us to our room via vapour travel the moment his arms reached mine, despising the idea of Annabeth being there to witness the scene that was about to unfold. 

The sobbing ceased moments after it began, replaced with a heavy silence. 

My lover reached out, his hands clawing at my face, "Need to know, need to know, need-" "Lokes," my voice was soft, "I'm here. I'm right here and there is no way in Tartarus that I am ever going to leave you."He whimpered, shaking as his panicked mind tried to make sense of what I'd just said. 

Loki's nails carved weeping red lines down the side of my face, his eyes unfocused in panic. "Nonononohimheretendaystendaystendays. Help." Gently gripping his wrists in my hands I trace over his scars with my thumbs, rubbing them in slow, soothing circles. 

"Hush darling, tell me later. Just breathe for me Lo, breathe." 

The sobs begin anew as I slowly guide my lover to the bed, not once ceasing the familiar ministrations. "Someone," Loki's voice breaks, "Perseus, please. Please, please, please, please, please. End it. I-I cannot do this any longer," he breaks off, "just please." 

Tears stained his cheeks, falling from crazed eyes. I lift my lover' s wrists above his head and press him into the wall. Bringing my face up I part my lips and lick the tears away, as we do for one another so often.  

Loki jerked at the familiar caress, finding his way back from whatever dark hole his mind had crawled into. "Perseus, oh thank the Norns. I-He's coming my love. Ten days, ten days." And then he dissolved, weeping "He-help me forget."

I stare at him a low grin on my face, "Of course."

I devour my lover's neck, leaving trails of purple and blue bruises in my wake. His moans are erratic, those of one so clearly demanding release. 

I slowly make my way lower, never ceasing the gentle caress of Loki's self-inflicted scars. Soon enough I find myself kissing and sucking the area around my lover's cock. Just as I prepare to take him Loki twists, flipping me over his shoulder and onto the hard floor. 

My pants are gone moments later, tossed somewhere into the abyss of our room. Fuck. A strangled cry reaps itself from my throat as Loki's tongue finds its way deep inside me, "This time," he murmured against me, "I intend to make you feel like a virgin." And oh Fates did he ever. 

I awoke nearly two hours later to Loki's slick cock nudging at my entrance. Rolling over I bare my ass to him, wiggling it slightly. The God's upon me within seconds, breaching me only moments later. Fuck, you need to use this spell from now on. Mmk? So good. 

And damn if this position wasn't Elysium I don't even know what is. With every thrust my abused prostate was smashed into, sending waves of pleasure-pain up my spine. We came far too soon, thoroughly exhausted from Tony's healing and the fact that I was so tight it felt as though my lover might split my ass in half. 

We slipped off to Morpheus' realm like that, too spent to even separate ourselves. 

So yes, Loki has tried to kill himself/feel something on multiple occasions. His attempted suicides happen whenever he freaks out like this and Perseus isn't there. I'm probably going to write one of his episodes sometime soon, and/or write a one-shot. Of course, Perseus always finds Loki in time, but ever since I saw a post about him only ever wearing long sleeves I've been dying to write something about it. SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT :/ ilysm Peace, Blue Cooookies