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Would you not accept someone else — caring for you?
You mean you. -challengingly- I let you kiss me, didn’t I? You don’t, yet. And I’ll give you truth, you scare me a little. But Tony, gods know why, trusts you. Loves you. So -shrugs- here’s your chance.
-takes a seat nearby, rubbing his hands together- To know more. About — everything.
-laughs a little- /Everything/ is a tall order. You want to know about me. -looks him over- Jarvis can give you my history, my skills, everything. That’s not what you came here for. You want … to look inside me? To know my dreams, my hopes, my wishes?
They’re really simple, darlin’: I just want to be loved. And Tony does.
How — flattering. This is all you do, then? Read — fantasy?
Of course not! This is what I do to relax. Or pass the time when Tony’s busy. *raises a brow* Or are you asking about how I earn a living? Ask Jarvis about the internet some time. I design things that appear there. *closes the book* I’m at a loss here, Loki. What is it you want?
I — don’t know. Perhaps you could — tell me about what you fill your time with.
*flops herself sideways on the couch* Sure, okay. Just now I’m reading, which I love to do, fantasy *sighs a little* which … is amusing, since I’m basically talking with a living fantasy.
I thought perhaps it would be wise for us to learn more about the other.
*blinks more* Okayyyy … did you want to ask me questions or just … hang out?
Have you a moment to speak with me?
*blinks* Yeah, I guess so. What do you need?
Summer tips her head back to look up at Tony upside-down, breathing hard. “Only if at some point I get to be in a Tony and Loki sandwich. Properly.” She looks back at Loki. “That … goes a long way toward contentment, yes.”
Loki smirks at Tony’s expression. “Then are we all made content. I thank you for the prompt introduction. Please, I would not wish to interrupt your pursuits any longer.”
Tony made a flippant gesture. “No one’s being interrupted. …Well, maybe Summer, but whatever.” That last was clearly teasing. “And, you know, you don’t just have to hide out in the guest wing. I mean, you live in the tower, you aren’t condemned to the guest room.”
Summer reaches behind herself to poke Tony in the side. “Hush, you. I just wanted to finish my chapter.” She leans back against him, studying Loki. “I have a thought. Let’s have a movie night. Right now. Let’s curl up on the couch and watch … oh, The Princess Bride. All three of us.”
Summer lets out a long, slow breath, watching the two of them. It wasn’t the whole truth, but it wasn’t the outright lie he’d spoken before. “Okay.” She nods, locking her fingers together. “Then I’m good. Whatever happens, then, between me and Loki, it’s good.” A smile crooks her lips as Tony kisses Loki, and then she hops up, grinning outright, and tries to worm her way in between them. “Share,” she demands.Loki chuckles, pulling away from Tony and looking down at the redhead. “Very well.” He pulls her between the two men, cups her face in one long-fingered hand, and kisses her deeply, not at all chaste. When he finally lets her go, his cheeks are flushed. “Does that content you?”
Tony’s eyebrows raise slightly at the, er…sharing, and afterward he glances between them once more. He slides his hands into his pockets and rocks back on his heels, before finally chiming in, “Does it count if it contents me?”
Summer tips her head back to look up at Tony upsidedown, breathing hard. “Only if at some point I get to be in a Tony and Loki sandwich. Properly.” She looks back at Loki. “That … goes a long way toward contentment, yes.”