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"You can't deny it. There's something between us," Loki says when they're alone in the penthouse.
"Loathing. Disgust," Tony parrots back instantly.
But Loki just stalks closer to him and it ends up with Tony's back pressed against the nearest wall and he's not quite sure how he manages to get there.
"Passion. Conviction," Loki continues as if Tony never spoke. "The way we will never stop until we gain what we want." Loki runs a finger along Tony's jaw. "You are what I want, Stark."
Tony swallows, but he's still holding Loki's gaze. "Takes two to want something like this."
"Oh, I am aware." Loki's hand slides down and fists in Tony's shirt. He moves closer, his mouth inches from Tony's. "Luckily, I am what you want."
Tony lets out a rough breath, his eyes falling to Loki's lips. "Cocky bastard."
"Would you like to see how full of cock I can be?"
The sound Tony makes is a cross between a laugh and a groan and it ends up petering out as Loki bends down. Tony's eyes fall closed and he gives in to Loki's kiss, grabbing onto the other man's arm and drawing him even closer.
When their lips press together, hungry and consuming, it feels just like coming home.