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I'll see you there in fifteen.

[as awkward as it might be for them to meet in person, given his last couple of encounters with people named tony stark. but if he's able to separate the two bucky's in his head, surely he can do the same with the tony's. right?]

[At least he's easy enough to recognize. Tony walks up to Steve as soon as he spots him, wearing a nice suit and smile to give him a good first impression.]

Steve? Did anyone tell you you're taller in person?

[That's a great joke, right?]

[with a somewhat ripe smelling duffel bag in hand, steve turns up at the cafe, freshly showered from a late night session in the gym. the bag gets left near the door though, as far from other people as he can, and there's only the briefest amount of hesitation before he's smiling back at tony.

this isn't the one he knows. he's got to remember that.]

I guess the serum was good for something.

[because it's easier to joke about it than to dwell on the memories of the last time someone did point it out. it'll all ultimately lead back to the twisted mess of problems that he's trying to avoid by coming to meet tony.]

Thanks for inviting me.

[Oops. He may have accidentally hit a bit of a spot there with the comment on Steve's looks. If this man is anything like the Steve he knows, he and the serum have a complicated relationship.]

My pleasure. And you look great. Believe me, it's not just the serum.

[That helps, right?]

I'm glad you called me. I know it must be weird talking to someone that knows about you when you've never met, but you can ask me anything you want. I'm all yours.

[ Flattery never gets old, even when it's obvious, and Loki cards his fingers through Tony's hair, gripping it just on the edge of too tightly to keep his focus on him, even if the guidance isn't strictly necessary. At his words, though, Loki flushes a little; he's right. Had he told him? He can't remember. Even so, he can remember how the man had left him, after he'd taken his pleasure, the confusing mix of shame and frustration and arousal that it had stirred up– ]

I get plenty of personal time.

[ His answer is uncharacteristically defensive, and a little too quick. Stark's pulled him flush up against him, practically, and he takes advantage of that closeness to grind down against him, with deliberate (glorious) purpose. The curtness had been fleeting; when he continues on, as he continues, teasingly, his voice is low and honeyed. ]

But if you'd like to help, I suppose I can't stop you. That's what heroic types do, isn't it? Help.

[ That one is perhaps a little too close to home. Tony realizes it after he sees Loki's reaction. The joke about needing more personal time might as well be a comment about Loki's self care, and Tony doesn't have to be a genius to know that is probably a tricky subject. Yes, he's an Avenger and yes he's had his share of legitimate clashes with the god of his world in the past, but the thing about living your life dedicated to the future is that he believes, he has to believe, in change. No one can remain static forever. And everyone has their reasons for things.

He doesn't take back the comment, but he does shift his posture subtly, giving Loki a bit more advantage and submitting to the pull without resistance, looking up to Loki, because he knows that angle has its appeal. Tony grinds back with a moan, one that ends with a hiss. ]

Yes. Ah, yes. [ He recovers enough to flash Loki a slightly wild-eyed grin. ] You know, the problem with guys like that is they never appreciate you. Everyone's got too many other things going on.

At least heroes stick around and do what you need them to.

Edited 2019-05-09 13:36 (UTC)