“Am so,” she said, and hung on. As an afterthought she rubbed her nose, which was cold, against his skin. “Does Jarvis lick you?” She was pretty sure Loki licked him.
Tony snorted out an incredulous laugh. ”Jarvis? No. Jarvis doesn’t lick anyone. Jarvis is still figuring out that leaving the tower is a thing he can do; he hasn’t met anyone he’d like to lick.”
“I should get Jarvis to lick you.” Unbidden, the image of Jarvis trying to be sexual came into her mind, and she started to laugh, helplessly.
-No thank you. It sounds rather unsanitary.-
“I think I’ve just been insulted,” Tony mused after a moment, not even bothering to sound annoyed by the revelation.
Summer barely heard him over her continuing fit of the giggles. “J-jarvis,” she gasped, “it’s not supposed to be sanitary, it’s supposed to mark ownership. Or f-feel good.” The laughter overwhelmed her again.