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Author's Note: Basically, I was bored, and Chapter 7 wasn't going well, so I asked the amazing Lelliie to give me prompts. I asked for one, and got seven in return. So this is the first in a series of one-shots. Enjoy!

PS Not set in my usual universe, they are just going to change universes every chapter. So absolutely no continuity whatsoever.

PPS As someone mentioned to me on Tumblr, I realise that anyone who uses Fahrenheit won't understand the temperature. So it is 36 degrees Celsius, which is 96.8 degrees Fahrenheit.

Strawberries and Ice-Cream

Tony sat on the roof, idly licking his spoon. Today was the hottest day for the past decade, reaching 36 degrees. Normal people were inside. Normal people were probably standing underneath a freezing cold shower, clothes and all.

Tony Stark decided he wanted to sit out in the sunshine, eating Baked Alaska Ben & Jerry's.

And was probably going to get sunstroke.

"Stark! If you shrivel up, I will not be held responsible!" Coulson shouted out at him. Hell, even Coulson had ditched... well, Coulson had completely ditched his normal attire. He was literally dressed in nothing but a Hawkeye t-shirt and pyjama bottoms. It was like seeing Coulson naked.

Actually, it was worse than seeing Coulson naked. This made him look human. Coulson could probably still be scary while naked. It was a lot easier to think of him as a normal person while wearing a Hawkeye t-shirt. Not just because it was Clint (who was distinctly un-scary, especially up against Natasha), but for the fact that only Coulson would wear a t-shirt with his boyfriend on it.

Tony scooped another spoonful of ice-cream, sucking contentedly on the spoon. The view across New York was hazy, the sunset illuminating the sleepy city.

"And you weren't going to save any for me? I'm disappointed." A smooth voice sounded behind. Tony grinned, and turned to face the visitor.

"I'll give you some if you give me something in return." Tony teased. A dark eyebrow tilted upwards, as the pale god sat beside him.

"Would strawberries suffice?" Loki extended his arm forward, clutching a box of strawberries. Tony's eyes widened.

"Where the hell did you get those? There are none in the city, let alone the state!" Tony exclaimed, leaning forward. Loki held the box out of reach, tutting.

"In exchange, I believe. Yours first." Tony sighed, rolling his eyes, but fed the dark haired man a spoon. Loki moaned, licking the metal. Tony grinned.

"Careful. Don't want to drop any on that lovely attire of yours." The engineer indicated at the god's swimming trunks, Converses, and Iron Man t-shirt. Loki licked his lips slowly, his gaze on Tony's face. He reached into the box, and held out a strawberry. Tony huffed.

"You had to pick the smallest, didn't you?" Tony waved at the strawberry. Loki just grinned, predatory. Tony sighed, and bit into the strawberry, juice running down his face. Loki shook his head.

"Didn't you ever learn to eat your food properly?" Tony grinned.

"Why don't you come and clean me up then?" Loki's eyes glinted, and he crawled over to the inventor, and slowly licked off the juice. Tony shuddered as the cold tongue met his skin, shivers running down his spin. Loki settled himself on Tony's lap, his green eyes sparkling.

"Ice-cream, if you may." Tony reached into the tub again, feeding Loki another spoonful.

He absolutely didn't purposely spill some down the god's t-shirt.

Loki looked up at him through his eyelashes, and pulled off his t-shirt elegantly, flinging it off to the side.

"Would you like another strawberry, Stark?" Loki asked, his voice seductive. Tony nodded, resting his hands on the god's waist. Loki reached for another strawberry, but instead bit lightly into it.

"Hey! My strawberry!" Loki cocked his eyebrow, as if to say Come and get it. Tony smiled, taking a large bite out of the same fruit. Loki's cold breath ghosted over his mouth, making him shudder once again. Tony leaned forward slightly further, so cool lips were pressed against warm ones. The god gasped, Tony swallowing the sound, their tongues meeting. Loki hummed, lacing his hands into the engineers hair, his legs wrapping around Tony's waist.

Tony slowly pulled away, ignoring the god's growl of annoyance.

"If you're a really good boy, you might get some more ice-cream." Loki grinned evilly, and pulled Tony down for another kiss.

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The rest of the Avengers watched the exchange inside, silently. Clint suddenly faced Coulson.

"You know, if you're a really good boy, you may get a treat." Clint waggled his eyebrows. Coulson mainly flopped onto the sofa, groaning into it.

"One day, I really will taser him."

"Whilst watching Supernanny?"

"Whilst watching Supernanny."