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gadgeteerphilanthropist:

mischiefandflyte:

iamthefirechild:

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.”

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

mischiefandflyte:

iamthefirechild:

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.”

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

mischiefandflyte:

Loki freezes, taken aback. He can’t exactly pale, but his eyes are even more stark against his skin, boring into Summer’s face. How can she know? He isn’t yet ready for Tony to know; how much this sanctuary has come to mean; why he came here first; the unexpected solace he’s found in their admittedly-brief encounters. Any of it.

Her expression makes him think that this is a pivot point — if he cannot be honest, he will have to walk away. Tony’s is no better, wary and closed. He draws away from Summer, coming to his feet. Unconsciously, his arms wrap around himself. “I care for you,” he manages, eyes closing against rejection.

Tony pauses, gradually loosening up again, caution unwinding.  He supposes he could chalk it up to the God of Lies being convincing, but this is also the same god whose shoulder he metaphorically cried on after Dummy’s departure, and who told him about Thanos in return.  So he finds himself more than willing to believe the statement, though he’s pretty sure it’s an understatement at the moment.

He slides Summer a glance, gauging whether or not she accepts the answer, and then takes Loki’s chin to guide him down the few inches.  The kiss is brief, and more or less chaste, but he figures it’s answer enough.  He’s never been great at actually saying how he feels; even with Summer it had just sort of…slipped out.  Still, his tone is mildly amused as he says, “Well, that’s good.”

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.

mischiefandflyte:

iamthefirechild:

mischiefandflyte:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

*shrugs helplessly*  I don’t know, he just asked to meet you.  But, uh, yes, differences have been worked out.  No one freak out, no one start getting jealous for no reason.  You’re both still your own special snowflakes, so just talk like—I’d say normal people, but that doesn’t really apply, so something approximating normal people.

*squeezes Tony’s shoulder, once, then steps toward Summer* Right now? Right now, I wish to know you. Perhaps, in time, you may come to care for me as you do him. *glances at Tony* You seem to have a proclivity for … broken creatures.

*closes her eyes and slumps into the couch* Okay. I just — one more thing, okay? I didn’t ask, last time, and so I’m going to ask now. Where is this supposed to go? *flails hands* We share Tony and stay out of each others’ way, we become a little family, we become a trio, Loki and I are friends and we each love Tony, Loki and I are friends and I step aside from Tony … what? I don’t … I can’t go through what happened before, okay, I can’t. I have to know, this time.

*glances at Tony again* I have no thought for this save that I have nowhere else to go. I do not wish to spend my days — avoiding you. *pauses, looking thoughtful* That person wished Tony to choose, yes? I do not wish so. Nor can I say yet *lying* how I — feel. Sentiment. I find it strange. *kneels before Summer, catching her hands* We will remain as we have been and — you and I will — cultivate what we may. *slowly kisses the inside of her wrist*

*flat gaze, hiding a shudder* Then the first thing you need to know is that you can’t lie to me. Trickster. I’ll know. So why don’t you start this off properly by explaining to Tony how you really feel. Why you want this to work so badly.

mischiefandflyte:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

iamthefirechild:

mischiefandflyte:

You have resolved your differences, then. Why should you not speak to me, lady? I will offer oath not to harm you. *places a hand on Tony’s shoulder, possibly seeking reassurance, possibly offering it*

Okay, I can’t do both these conversations at once. *rubs at her forehead* What’s wanted of me, right now? Smile pretty at the alien demi-god? I don’t want to repeat the last fiasco. How is this supposed to work, Tony? Loki?

*shrugs helplessly*  I don’t know, he just asked to meet you.  But, uh, yes, differences have been worked out.  No one freak out, no one start getting jealous for no reason.  You’re both still your own special snowflakes, so just talk like—I’d say normal people, but that doesn’t really apply, so something approximating normal people.

*squeezes Tony’s shoulder, once, then steps toward Summer* Right now? Right now, I wish to know you. Perhaps, in time, you may come to care for me as you do him. *glances at Tony* You seem to have a proclivity for … broken creatures.

*closes her eyes and slumps into the couch* Okay. I just — one more thing, okay? I didn’t ask, last time, and so I’m going to ask now. Where is this supposed to go? *flails hands* We share Tony and stay out of each others’ way, we become a little family, we become a trio, Loki and I are friends and we each love Tony, Loki and I are friends and I step aside from Tony … what? I don’t … I can’t go through what happened before, okay, I can’t. I have to know, this time.

mischiefandflyte:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

iamthefirechild:

mischiefandflyte:

This — is that friend whom you feared to lose, yes? *looks at her, eyes narrow* Well met, Summer. *to Tony* You did not name her so before.

*blinks at Loki, blinks at Tony, blinks at Loki* Um. Hello, Loki. *looks very confused* Did … you just call me … your girlfriend? *looks back and forth between them again* Am I allowed to talk to Loki?

*scratches the back of his head*  Should I not have?  I mean, you’re the one who asked if we were officially dating.  *puts both hands up like he’s warding off the situation*  Whatever.  Go ahead, talk.  I’ll just jinx the entire thing.

You have resolved your differences, then. Why should you not speak to me, lady? I will offer oath not to harm you. *places a hand on Tony’s shoulder, possibly seeking reassurance, possibly offering it*

Okay, I can’t do both these conversations at once. *rubs at her forehead* What’s wanted of me, right now? Smile pretty at the alien demi-god? I don’t want to repeat the last fiasco. How is this supposed to work, Tony? Loki?

mischiefandflyte:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

iamthefirechild:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

mischiefandflyte said: Curious. Should these not be combined? I assume if we are to be a couple, Tony, I must make the same accomodation your previous — boyfriend failed to make. Perhaps you should provide introductions.

*confused for a moment*  Oh, uh.  Sure?  *peers into whatever room Summer happens to be tucked away in*  Oi.  Get out here.  I’m supposed to be introducing you to the party.

Just a minute, dear. *taps on her tablet a couple times before putting it down* What did you need, Tony? *blinks at Loki*

*he gestures inarticulately between the two of them*  Summer, Loki.  He lives in one of the guest wings.  Loki, Summer.  She’s…I guess my girlfriend?

This — is that friend whom you feared to lose, yes? *looks at her, eyes narrow* Well met, Summer. *to Tony* You did not name her so before.

*blinks at Loki, blinks at Tony, blinks at Loki* Um. Hello, Loki. *looks very confused* Did … you just call me … your girlfriend? *looks back and forth between them again* Am I allowed to talk to Loki?

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

mischiefandflyte said: Curious. Should these not be combined? I assume if we are to be a couple, Tony, I must make the same accomodation your previous — boyfriend failed to make. Perhaps you should provide introductions.

*confused for a moment*  Oh, uh.  Sure?  *peers into whatever room Summer happens to be tucked away in*  Oi.  Get out here.  I’m supposed to be introducing you to the party.

Just a minute, dear. *taps on her tablet a couple times before putting it down* What did you neeed, Tony? *blinks at Loki*