Prompt Post No. 2
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"That's not going to last forever." Tony has to point that out even though he really doesn't want to. "You understand that, don't you?"
Loki nods. "I understand that I've been given a glimpse of something I might have if..." he trails off, lost in thought. After a beat, he notices Tony again. "If," he says again, like that's all Tony needs to know. "But perhaps you don't understand what an astounding thing you have done for me."
"Oh I know I'm astounding. Don't worry about that."
Loki grins, showing his teeth and everything, and it's not terrifying at all. It's actually kind of sweet. "What gift can I offer you, Tony Stark? I mean this sincerely. What do you desire?"
Waiting for his answer, Loki leans forward, and Tony feels a little uncomfortable. "You know, usually when you use that seductive tone, you're about to try and kill me."
"I'm only trying to be kind."
"Too kind." Tony says, partly because he feels like he's got carte blanche to ask for anything at all and literally everything about Loki is seductive right now, sex written all over him, the little marks and bruises spelling it out in bold letters on his skin.
"I assure you,” Loki promises him. “I have no desire at all to kill you."
"But suddenly that I almost do." They both turn their heads and find Thor standing at the door, arms crossed, looking positively stormy. What is Tony's life that Loki is earnestly trying to be sweet to him and Thor doesn't announce his arrival to a room by bellowing, "My friends!" at the top of his lungs?
"Hey, Thor," Tony says, immediately trying to back away from Loki, but getting trapped by the counter behind him. He slips out sideways and faces the full six and a half feet of unhappy giant slayer in his kitchen. "You're up early this afternoon."
Thor frowns, "And you are up to something that looks as though it would vex me."
"I didn't know you felt that way about sandwiches." Tony notices the knife he selected to slice the tomatoes is laid out on the cutting board, and tries to slide it back into a drawer as subtly as possible.
Thor crosses the kitchen in three long strides and places himself squarely between Tony and Loki. Tony can see Loki just over Thor's shoulder. The bastard is smiling. "Brother," Loki says, touching Thor's back lightly. "Calm yourself."
"I will be calm if there is good reason to be," Thor insists, but already he is melting a little because Loki's fingers are traveling up his spine and curling comfortably around his neck.
"Then be calm because I wish it," Loki says.
Thor doesn't argue with that, and neither does Tony. For once he's actually relieved when Thor puts his back to him and sweeps his brother into a deep kiss. Because that is his life now: brothers kissing is the lesser of two evils.
"Okay, good, I'm just gonna-"
Thor suddenly lifts Loki up by the hips, forcing Tony to dive forward and whisk his sandwich fixings to safety before Thor can deposit his brother right on the middle of the counter.
"That's- you know." Tony says, nearly dropping his tomato. "That's not sanitary."
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"So I've got some good news." Tony says, plopping himself down on a stool next to Steve's worktable.
Steve doesn't look up from the engine he's disassembled. "Do you?"
"The drug is wearing off."
"And how do you know that?"
As if on cue, a heavy boot kicks open the door to the garage. Thor strides in carrying Loki, who's helping him out by keeping his legs tightly wrapped around Thor's waist and sucking Thor's neck for dear life. Steve looks completely flabbergasted.
"Well, the first indication was Loki tried to have a conversation with me. The second was Thor got jealous and decided to claim Loki in the kitchen. Lucidity and insecurity, two things we haven't seen them experience in at least 36 hours."
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