Characters/Pairings: Loki/Tony Stark
Warnings: Loki using bad words
Summary: Tony is nothing but provocation.
Note: "to provoke" defines Tony to me. it's all he ever seems to do.
Tony’s smile is clever, crafted specifically to provoke. Either a punch to the face, to split those fine pink lips and knock out straight white teeth, or to kiss until those same lips are dark and swollen and every crevice in his mouth has been thoroughly explored.
The way he laughs, short, sardonic, insulting, is designed with the intent to entice, to draw people to him like honey draws bees. Whether to beat him until he stops laughing, or to turn that sound into moans instead, it’s all the same, because it’s vastly irritating.
The way he speaks, the way he stands, the way he raises his eyebrows and drawls all his words with a self assured smirk. It’s all a dare, an invitation, a challenge. Whether it’s to a fight or a verbal sparring match or to be fucked until he can’t talk, it’s still a challenge.
And Loki has never been one to back down from a challenge. Especially not those he knows he can win. So when Tony smiles, he kisses him. When Tony laughs, he makes him moan. When Tony dares to challenges him, he fucks him until he can’t breathe, and leaves him spread thin and gasping, trying to gather his bravado to him with shaking fingers.
Tony is nothing but provocation, one endless dare, screaming “try me,” loud and clear. It‘s engraved in his bones, always on the tip of his tongue, glinting in his eyes. Loki will answer every time, take him on, and win. Only to start all over.