Loki looked at someone and wanted to hit someone

I don't like the term "baby girl".Cthulhu now thinks it is more interesting to dominate AO3 than to rule the earth and ascend to the throne.

But he is not in the mood to write a novel today.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Loki was extremely nervous.In fact, he was not like this at all, and he was even terrifyingly calm.Although he has no sexual experience, Loki still has a kind of self-confidence-he feels that this kind of thing is impossible to make people lose their minds like those described in those pornographic novels.

But today's contact with Sol made him feel flustered for no reason.The second prince didn't like this feeling, he didn't like it very much, he was always the one with ease, and this experience of being suspended in mid-air even made him feel a little scared.

It's all right, Loki put down the tablet and lay on his side on the bed, closed his eyes and seriously rehearsed tomorrow's "actual combat", and then reluctantly fell asleep at two o'clock.

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Perhaps because the brief conversation with Thor during the day was too disturbing, Loki's dreams began to play tricks on him again.When the black-haired man finally overcame the lingering thoughts in his head over and over again, he unfortunately fell into a dream similar to the one before.

The similarity is not necessarily the case, this time the scene changed from Bilskier Neil to Loki's bedroom in Stark Tower.The evil god felt that his vision was very blurred and his legs had no strength. He could imagine that he must be very embarrassed.

And Thor, his brother, had carried him to the bed, or more accurately, thrown him on the bed, because Loki was clinging to him and wouldn't get off.

He wanted so badly to tear the self that was glued to Sol in the dream, but like before, it was useless.

"You're too confident about your drinking, Loki," he heard Thor say reproachfully.

"Come here... come here!" In the dream, he hooked his fingers to Sol.

From this moment on, Loki felt that things would develop in a way he didn't want-God, he was so drunk that he couldn't even straighten his tongue.

"You know," when Thor approached him with a suspicious expression, Loki grabbed his collar and turned over to ride on him, "I... like you, Sol."

This made Loki feel that the dream this time might be better than the last time - he looked much stronger, so at least he should have put his hand in Thor's ass, the evil god guessed cautiously.

In the dream, he let go of the blond man's collar, and Loki just breathed a sigh of relief—maybe he realized that this was inappropriate, and he might be kicked out—but before he reacted again When he came over, Saul turned over and pressed him under him.

The next thing is the same content, the same ending.Loki woke up in his familiar soft bed, the pillowcase drenched with sweat.This time it was even worse than last time - Thor had his dick in his asshole already!

Loki cursed, he seldom swears, because he feels that such vulgar language is not in line with his identity, and more importantly, he has never seen Frigga say such a thing.

But now he really needs to swear, seeing that the banquet is approaching, this dream is another very bad omen.Loki parted his messy black hair behind his ears, took off his favorite plain black shirt and dressed neatly.When he stood in front of the mirror and was about to start his daily wash, he found that his cheeks were flushed, and he could even feel a little hot.

Loki didn't think about it, of course he wouldn't, he wouldn't have imagined that one day he would blush because of an unseemly "sexual dream".

The room was too hot, the man diagnosed, so he turned the air conditioner down a few degrees.

In any case, today is an extremely important day for him - to justify his ability in bed.But I don't know who said that gods never dream, they only prophesy in this way.

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Stark Tower is surprisingly lively today, partly because Clint and Natasha are back together, but a bigger part is because of that guy, Peter Parker, who came to the tower at noon, in Rocky When laughing at the update of Tony's iron shield, he broke in very untimely.

"Oh, hey, Mr. Stark, I didn't know you were busy..." Peter glanced at Loki nervously.Although the frequency of his visits to the Avengers has gradually increased since graduating from high school, because Loki doesn't go out often, the two of them only met two or three times.

"It's a holiday, congratulations." Tony quickly closed the AO3 interface, turned to Peter's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Then you can start working on the Stark internship for this holiday, kid."

But compared to Stark's internship, Peter had a stronger interest in the website just now: "Mr. Stark, is that AO3! Wade and I mentioned this website! He said that if you search for Spider-Man in it, you will Found something very interesting."

"Oh? Really?" Loki saw Tony's facial muscles twitch strangely, and he seemed to be trying to force a smile, "Then did you search, Peter?"

"No, not yet, he said I should watch it when I'm older, but you know, I'm already 20 years old!" The brown-haired youth complained in a tone of "I'm not a child anymore".

"This may be the only correct thing that guy said." The evil god heard Mr. Stark whispering in an inaudible voice.

"Do you know what's on this website?" Peter asked.

"Oh, no, this is not a good website. Loki said he wanted to show me something, cough, so." Iron Man saw the black-haired man raised his chin as if he was about to start paying back, so he quickly gave it to him. He gave a blocking look: This kid is not familiar with you, but I am his mentor, I want to save face.

Loki stared back viciously: Just wait, Stark, I don't want to lose face.

"And that Wade Johnson, how many times have I told you that I will not allow the two of you to associate." Tony ignored Loki's response and warned the boy beside him very seriously.

"Wilson, Wade Wilson." Peter corrected in a low voice.

"I don't care whether he is Johnson or Wilson, it's always just no, don't mention that guy in front of me."

"But why! I'm already an adult, I..."

"Hey! He's a...he...your age..."

"But it's not fair, Mr. Stark, both you and Mr. Rogers..." Peter pursed his lips angrily, and his words were interrupted again.

"Okay, Peter, I don't want to discuss this issue anymore, there is no reason, just no." Tony put his hands on his shoulders, looked up and told Peter with an irresistible gaze that their conversation on this was over.

"But I invited him today." The boy looked quite embarrassed.

"Invitation? What do you mean? Today's banquet?" Tony took a deep breath, as if he was expecting Peter to deny his terrible guess.

"Yes, Mr. Stark, you said that this is a semi-open party, you can invite family members..."

"Family?" Loki felt that Tony was about to puff up, "Wow, why didn't I know you had someone like him in your family."

"Aunt Mei is on the night shift today, she can't come, and Wade is my boyfriend..."

"He's not your boyfriend!" He almost shouted this sentence, "But, forget it, it's okay, I think I should have a good talk with him."

Peter looked like he was about to cry, he looked at Tony tearfully: "Please don't...I..."

"Okay, kid, Natasha just came back, she still wants to see you." The latter pushed Peter outside the door, and then added in a low voice, "Don't tell her about AO3, if you want to If it's a good summer vacation."

After sending Peter away, Tony let out a long sigh of relief, but his expression began to become tense. Rather than being nervous, it was more like entering a state of alert, and he began to fidget.

"Oh, why, you're still going to fight him in that iron suit of yours." Loki added fuel to the fire, he was very dissatisfied with Tony's behavior of dumping the blame just now.

"When necessary," the man pinched his nose, "I will."

"So you will be responsible for getting him drunk." Loki changed the topic, because he remembered the "nightmare" earlier, so he confirmed it with Tony again.

"I'm afraid you have to leave this job to yourself." Tony turned his wrist, as if he was about to go to the battlefield.

"What? You..."

"Hey! Hey! Don't be nervous, little reindeer," Tony patted him on the back, "Aren't you a wizard, I remember your little transformation magic."

"I'm not a wizard. That long face with a funny name is what you people in the atrium call a wizard." Loki bit the word "wizard" hard, and he wanted to immediately give this ignorant guy next to him a "transformer" Little magic”—actually turning him into a kitten or something.

"Anyway, I gave you one night's approval to make you look like me," Tony raised his eyebrows, "You don't need to thank me, you can consider writing it on your biography: 'Being Tony Stark for one night', this It’s going to be a terrific flash.”

"Thank you very much, it will be my honor, I'm prepared for a sore neck," Loki smiled back politely, "It must be very hard to always look up at people, but I believe you Get used to it, Mister Stark."

Tony paused, it took him ten seconds to digest the small anger, obviously Loki was more capable of exasperating than he was.