"You see as I do, but this is only the beginning. There is much we can show each other, Loki." Thor released his hand and walked out into the rain, proffering his own to the smaller prince whilst a warm smile spread over his lips. "Come. If you want to experience a proper storm, then allow me to pave the way."

There was no struggle Thor wouldn't endure for his consort, no foe he wouldn't face. If Loki asked him to fetch a dragon's hide, Thor would immediately set out to slay one for his pleasure. All of this he would do, but these things were meaningless to the diminutive Jotun. He wanted only respect, trust. Thor gave it to him, gladly.

two years after the Halfblood Prince; Harry has joined up with voldemort and is now his lover. He is thinking back over the past and all of the deeds he committed, until Voldemort disrupts his thoughts and gives the former hero a little pleasure...Rated M

Tony didn't handle rejection well. Why should he? He was Tony Stark! Who said no to the guy with brains that'd make Einstein jealous, the good looks of a god, and more money than he knew what to do with?

Awake, or asleep, he loved Loki. Thor would do anything for him. But having his permission in this made their quiet moment all the sweeter.

"Loki. I can make the pain better." Oil coated fingers flexed, then reached out to him again. But this time, he didn't waver from his task. Thor wasn't going to let Loki continue to idly suffer, when he could make things better. "Let me help you."

Thor attempts to scheme a way back into Loki's good graces, the best way he knows how.

"My thoughts are of you, and the satisfaction our bodies will give each other. What more need I desire?" The thunder god rubbed his palms down the back of Loki's thighs, rasping silk over skin, the taste of gold in his mouth as he peppered more kisses over Loki's stomach and hips. "I want to pleasure you, Loki. I need only a chance to prove it."

It was the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. He was as a wraith, floating across the glossy surface on blades finer than any seen by warrior. Loki had always possessed an unusual grace different from everyone else, even his fellow Jotnar, but this was different. Thor could hardly help himself.

In the eyes of Asgard, he had been the perfect prince. He doted upon his intended, laying gifts of gems and gold at his feet while in the same breath praising his exotic beauty. But what good were these acts when he'd turned and made light of what real talents Loki possessed?

Captured by the Dark, Harry and Voldemort have Dumbledore in their clutches. But, now that the have him, just what torment are they going to put the old man through...and by what means do they plan on doing it? Perhaps....rough, unbelievably hot sex?