FANFIC: "Unorthodox Conversation" (Scrap) - (PYP: Remix- FrostIron)
Title: "Unorthodox Conversation (Scrap)"
Pairing: FrostIron (Loki x Tony Stark)
Writer: black_prophet
Genre: PYP, Drabble
Word Count: 359
Rating: PG13
Warning: Cliffy!Ending, Suggestive Dialogue, Not Really PG13 but oh wellz,
A/N: Another "Conversation" Remix, this one for FrostIron! That is, Loki x Tony Stark. Apologies for quasi-awkwardness that may occur, first time writing this pairing! This is for my pretty loveling calmingcalamity because she wants it!!
Disclaimer: This is a Remix of the PYP "Conversation". I own the writing and the idea, but the people/pairing are not mine.
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Loki drifted out of the party and around a giggling group of women, ignoring their inviting smiles in favor of following the man he had been watching half the evening. The stranger turned up the collar of his leather jacket against the cold, then moved further down the road until the noise from the party was just a distant hum.
Turning around abruptly, Tony grinned when his ‘shadow’ stumbled to a halt. “Stalking me?”
“Not exactly stalking…” Loki hedged, ducking his head. “Just… following to see if we could talk?”
“A little unorthodox... But alright.” Tony smiled and selected a section of brick wall, producing a pack of cigarettes and selecting one of the slim white tubes. "Talk."
Awkward now that he’d been caught, Loki cautiously drifted closer. “Ummm… Hey?”
“Hey.” Tony snorted. “We couldn’t talk at the party? I saw you a few times.”
“I’m surprised you noticed anything considering how many girls were throwing themselves at you.” Loki replied without hesitation, smirking as he did so. “You seemed so comfortable inside… I wonder, what brings you here?”
“Does it really matter?” Tony countered, lighting the cigarette hanging from his lips. He’d picked the habit up at one party or another, and at the moment it was one of the few things that soothed him. “Do you really care?”
“I thought an attempt at conversation was appropriate.”
Tony inhaled and the cigarette caught, the lighter tucked out of sight as a plume of smoke was released into the night air. His eyes were piercing, his smile challenging. “Why?”
Loki feigned thoughtfulness. “It seemed more polite than pinning you to a wall and kissing you.”
A plume of smoke escaped as Tony huffed a soft laugh, and his smirk was challenging as he stretched and let his Black Sabbath t-shirt climb up his abs. “What makes you think I have any interest in you being polite?”
Loki’s eyes went right to the strip of skin that flashed between dark denim and cotton, and he swallowed visibly before managing a stuttered reply. “Ahh… A guess?”
Tony hummed and inhaled at the cigarette as he smoothed the fabric in a leisurely brush. “Well… Guess again.”
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This was for lolz, but now, I'm not so sure... Author's Tags Include: Loki following Tony down dark alleys= Potential New Favorite Thing, Whatever/Whatever/Loki Does What He Wants, He Wants To Do Tony, etc.
Pairing: FrostIron (Loki x Tony Stark)
Writer: black_prophet
Genre: PYP, Drabble
Word Count: 359
Rating: PG13
Warning: Cliffy!Ending, Suggestive Dialogue, Not Really PG13 but oh wellz,
A/N: Another "Conversation" Remix, this one for FrostIron! That is, Loki x Tony Stark. Apologies for quasi-awkwardness that may occur, first time writing this pairing! This is for my pretty loveling calmingcalamity because she wants it!!
Disclaimer: This is a Remix of the PYP "Conversation". I own the writing and the idea, but the people/pairing are not mine.
***
Loki drifted out of the party and around a giggling group of women, ignoring their inviting smiles in favor of following the man he had been watching half the evening. The stranger turned up the collar of his leather jacket against the cold, then moved further down the road until the noise from the party was just a distant hum.
Turning around abruptly, Tony grinned when his ‘shadow’ stumbled to a halt. “Stalking me?”
“Not exactly stalking…” Loki hedged, ducking his head. “Just… following to see if we could talk?”
“A little unorthodox... But alright.” Tony smiled and selected a section of brick wall, producing a pack of cigarettes and selecting one of the slim white tubes. "Talk."
Awkward now that he’d been caught, Loki cautiously drifted closer. “Ummm… Hey?”
“Hey.” Tony snorted. “We couldn’t talk at the party? I saw you a few times.”
“I’m surprised you noticed anything considering how many girls were throwing themselves at you.” Loki replied without hesitation, smirking as he did so. “You seemed so comfortable inside… I wonder, what brings you here?”
“Does it really matter?” Tony countered, lighting the cigarette hanging from his lips. He’d picked the habit up at one party or another, and at the moment it was one of the few things that soothed him. “Do you really care?”
“I thought an attempt at conversation was appropriate.”
Tony inhaled and the cigarette caught, the lighter tucked out of sight as a plume of smoke was released into the night air. His eyes were piercing, his smile challenging. “Why?”
Loki feigned thoughtfulness. “It seemed more polite than pinning you to a wall and kissing you.”
A plume of smoke escaped as Tony huffed a soft laugh, and his smirk was challenging as he stretched and let his Black Sabbath t-shirt climb up his abs. “What makes you think I have any interest in you being polite?”
Loki’s eyes went right to the strip of skin that flashed between dark denim and cotton, and he swallowed visibly before managing a stuttered reply. “Ahh… A guess?”
Tony hummed and inhaled at the cigarette as he smoothed the fabric in a leisurely brush. “Well… Guess again.”
***
This was for lolz, but now, I'm not so sure... Author's Tags Include: Loki following Tony down dark alleys= Potential New Favorite Thing, Whatever/Whatever/Loki Does What He Wants, He Wants To Do Tony, etc.