[Tony’s always had the habit of pushing what he needs away and pulling what’s worst for him closer. Now, he’s doing it quite literally; palms sliding down clothed shoulders, strong thighs wrapped around that narrow waist to hold himself there.]
Unfortunately, this is a bit of a quick dinner. Maybe I’ll remember the hors d’oeurves next time.
[A shudder follows that statement at the feather-like caress of lips against sensitive skin, and one of Tony’s hands moves under Loki’s chin to tip it up gently.]
You shouldn’t do that. [Those words are murmured against alabaster skin as his own lips, warm against cold, start to kiss down that chin adoringly.]
[Loki hums something of a sweet laugh, dancing along lazily exhaled breaths, as he lets his head fall back, somewhat.] I shouldn’t do what? [The vibrations of his voice cause his throat to shiver under Tony’s caressing.]
[In truth, he cared not for the food. Although he adored his lover for being so sweet and making it, he adored his lover for a great deal many other things. Things, which he found more important. Not important enough, however, for him to call off his aim. His goal.]
I merely sit, as you do things you shouldn’t do.
[He’s being cheeky, now. It’s not public news of their relationship, and it is something Tony shouldn’t be doing. There’s a familiar smirk on his lips, as a hand drops, momentarily groping him for effect.]
“I-… cannot seem to understand the luster for it, when each year, nothing changes, what-so-ever…”
“‘Ow long, can I ask, ‘ave you been ‘ere?”
”Because you’re about to learn zat not only is every Christmas ze same, but every day as vell.”
“… I have been here infrequently, for a due time of my life.
oh, but you seem bitter, Dantalion.”
Yes, of course I know of Halloween, I was asking if my acquaintance here knew, and it was supposed to be in a tone of mockery. Does that answer your question?
That thing. That thing you do with your face. Stop it.
You mean laughing?
If you tell me not to, I’m only gonna keep doing it, baby.
… oh yes, Tony. Continue to irritate the omnipotent God before you.
And-… refer to him as ‘baby’.
Yes. Excellent idea.
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“I merely suggest it. Do you even understand what Halloween is celebrated for?”
“Depends which influence, culture or timeline we are looking at, but basically it was meant to be a sacred time for honoring our ancestors.”
"I urge you not to think me a fool as I may have thought you. I know of the traditions, and of the cultures they originate from.”
“-…
… that doesn’t make any linear sense.”
“That there’s two of us and only one helmet? Nonsense indeed.”
"But of course. Whatever fate decided that you were to wear it, however, is what I have my issues with.”
“…Is there something wrong with me being a virgin?” He asked in less innocent sounding tone, more like a ‘Loki’. There were times where his innocent behavior would slip and leave way for borderline psychotic behavior.
A brow lifted. “But of course not. I was more than sure that went without saying, my darling,” Loki smiled at him. “I am surprised, of course, simply because anyone is on the plate for you to snap up. You, just as I am, are gifted with a degree of unattainable beauty.” And he sounds just so simply relaxing when he says that, that it’s impossible to think otherwise. Loki is passive. Rarely aggressive.
”… can I help you?”
He sounds like he won’t help you.
“…Not with that attitude.” Alexia, please.
His brows lower. “I merely asked.”
“For someone who would go so far as to compliment those such horns, I would ask you what makes you think this town is your own.
As possessive you are of this foul place, I am doubly so on my motives for being here. That is my own business, I’m afraid.”
"Big words from Mister Big Horns.”
“This is my town because I destroy what needs destroying and protect what needs to be protected. And right now, you don’t seem to need that much protection."
"Nor would I need much destruction.”
“Destruction and protection does not make something your own. I would say it may make you acquisitive of it, though no further than that.”
