comment_fic | Friday: Texts from Last Night

For my last day hosting this week, I'm bringing back a personal favorite, Texts from Last Night. Pick a text or a few from that site and pair it with a fandom (or make it author's choice) or make up a text for a fandom (or author's choice), and then make it a prompt! A friendly reminder: the site, as well as possibly some of these prompts, may not be SFW.

The rules:
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
No spoilers in the prompts and if your fill has spoilers, please warn and and leave at least three spaces

Format:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt

Examples:
Leverage, Eliot, i've been hiding in the laundry chute for like thirty minutes from her. not my manliest moment. but dude this is awesome
Sherlock, any, I just want to let it be known that I almost put my phone in the fridge.
Author's choice, "so explain again why im purple" "no"

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Avengers movieverse, Tony/Loki, His roommates came in and started a dance party in his room while we were having sex. He said it wasnt the first time. (http://textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-40496.html)

“Stop grinning like that – it’s unnerving.”

“Sorry,” Tony replies without sounding the least bit like he is, which he isn’t. He’s been flirting with Loki Liesmyth for weeks and finally, finally, he has managed to convince the gorgeous freshman into coming to bed with him. If he’s a little bit excited about this then sue him. It’s not like he spends weeks wooing most of his conquests. This one is special and he plans on savouring it.

Loki laughs, his hands slipping down the back of Tony’s boxers. They kiss, tongues tangling as Tony negotiates the removal of Loki’s underwear. Loki lifts his hips to help, incidentally creating delicious friction between them. Tony groans and pulls back to whip off Loki’s boxers with a flourish. He then spends a moment admiring what he has to work with. Acres of pale flesh, already tousled raven hair, pink tongue moistening swollen lips. Yes, he is most definitely going to savour this one.

Loki sits up and whispers in Tony’s ear, “How do you want me?”

Tony shudders as teeth scrape teasingly over his exposed neck. He pulls Loki into his lap and reattaches their mouths. He’s just about made a decision on how he wants to play this when he hears voices. Tony freezes, praying this is just his imagination playing tricks. Then the music starts and he squeezes his eyes shut. Sometimes the universe really is unfair.

“I thought you said your roommates would be out,” Loki hisses.

Tony takes a deep, calming breath and says, “Loki, for what is about to happen – I am so sorry.”

Before Loki can ask what he is talking about the door opens and Natasha stumbles into the room. “Tony! Party time!” she slurs, hanging onto the door for support. Then she spots Loki. “Oh! You have a guy in here!” She turns and shouts over the music, “Clint, get in here! Tony has a guy over! I told you he was bi!”

Tony makes sure not to look at Loki as Clint staggers into sight. “Dude. Nice.”

“You look like you’re having fun. Can we join you?” Natasha asks.

Before either of them can answer Natasha removes her shirt and drops it on the floor. Clint follows her lead saying, “Foursome. Awesome.”

From out in the hall Tony hears Bruce call, “Guys, I found the glow sticks!”

Natasha and Clint cheer. Forgetting that they were stripping, Tony’s intoxicated roommates rush off to find Bruce and the glow sticks. Seizing the opportunity, Tony jumps up and slams his door. He then drags a number of heavy boxes in front of it in an attempt to make a barricade. Finally, he turns sheepishly to face Loki. “Believe it or not, this is not the first time this has happened.”

Loki glares at him. Then he starts to laugh. Tony stares at him like he’s grown an extra three heads. Eventually Loki pulls himself together enough to say, “The last time I had sex my half-brother and his friends walked in on me when I was actually in.”

“So it’s you the universe is conspiring against getting laid?”

Loki snorts before giving him a foxy grin. “I didn’t let the universe win then and I don’t intend to do so now.”

“Oh thank God,” Tony says as he rips off his boxers. “Because I have wanted to do you for awhile now and for a minute there I thought you were going to storm off like the last one.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Loki purrs. “On the condition that this is the best sex I’ve ever had.”

Tony crawls onto the bed and pulls Loki into a kiss. “Don’t worry babe,” he growls, “it will be.”

Oh God this is hot and hilarious and ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT and I love it. XDDD Seriously, so good! I AM HAPPY FLAILING ALL OVER THE PLACE! :DDD

And if I started picking out favourite lines I'd basically type this out again BUT:

Tony takes a deep, calming breath and says, “Loki, for what is about to happen – I am so sorry.” Tony ILU. XD

“So it’s you the universe is conspiring against getting laid?” TONY AND LOKI ILU BOTH. XDDD

:DDD

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say that you do it on purpose.”

“Do what?” Tony asks as innocently as his hangover allows.

Loki glares at him. “Throw parties in my room when I have someone over.”

“I said I was sorry,” Tony grumbles, burying his face in Loki’s pillow.

“Yes, you did,” Loki sighs.

There’s silence in the small bedroom. Out in the corridor Tony’s guests from the night before are gathering their possessions and sluggishly taking their leave. It gives Tony a feeling of savage satisfaction to know that Loki’s bedfellow is not among them, that he left the night before when Tony burst in and ruined their night. He wasn’t good enough for Tony’s roommate anyway. None of the people Loki brings to his bed are.

“Is there anything else you want to say to me?” Loki asks, almost as if he can read Tony’s thoughts.

The words are there. “I hate it when you bring guys home.” “None of them are good enough for you.” “I want to be the only one allowed to see you naked.” “I want to be the only one to touch you and hold you as you sleep.” “You’re so much more than just my roommate.” “I love you.”

Instead Tony says, “Don’t bother making me breakfast, I’d probably just throw it back up.”

Loki’s silent in the way he always is when he’s not just angry but also so upset that he doesn’t trust himself to speak. Tony hears him stand, senses him searching for his own words. “I’m going out,” is what he settles on, his tone icy. “Clean up the mess your friends made.”

Tony waits until he’s sure Loki is gone before he begins to curse himself and his stupid pride. Why can’t he just tell him he cares? Why does he have to act like such an asshole when all he wants is for Loki to be happy? Why is he so fucked up that he is willing to ruin their friendship so that he doesn’t have to confront his feelings for Loki?

Fighting the urge to vomit, Tony breathes in deeply. Loki’s pillow smells of him and his fruity shampoo. The familiar scent soothes him, and Tony hates himself for that too. He hates Loki for making him feel this way and he hates himself for falling so hard for somebody he’ll never be able to confess his love for. He’s one gigantic ball of hate and rage and suddenly he’s emptying the contents of his stomach all over Loki’s bed.

Sitting up, Tony stares at the mess he and his guests have made of Loki’s room and wonders how his roommate has managed to put up with him and his idiocy for so long. Sighing, he stumbles to his feet and heads for the window. He opens it to let in fresh air and hopefully prevent the smell of his vomit from sticking. Then he rolls up his metaphorical sleeves and starts work on the post-party devastation.

Oh, and this is heartbreaking. Just the way Tony can't say it and the way he's driving Loki away because of it and... OH. ;;

The words are there. “I hate it when you bring guys home.” “None of them are good enough for you.” “I want to be the only one allowed to see you naked.” “I want to be the only one to touch you and hold you as you sleep.” “You’re so much more than just my roommate.” “I love you.” *Cries quietly*

Friday: Texts from Last Night

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Fill 1. Rated R for awkward situations and sex

Re: Fill 1. Rated R for awkward situations and sex

Fill 2. Because my angst playlist started and this AU happened

Re: Fill 2. Because my angst playlist started and this AU happened