Tony Stark had always been the kind of person who just needed to open his mouth to ask what he wanted and this would be brought instantly. No one had ever rejected Tony (perhaps his father, but he won't talk about it), not even Pepper, her best friend but they decided to leave it to preserve their friendship (the best decision Tony could have ever taken because no one saved him from his problems like Pepper). Tony liked the single life, that stuff of dating one person and do the thing of fidelity gave him a little bit of laziness (well, a lot, if we're get picky), he preferred to go out at night, get drunk and fuck someone and then never see him or never see her again, that was a lot less complicated.

It was a bright morning (fucking curtains that were never closed, it probably was a Pepper thing), Tony had almost fallen out of bed, tangling with the sheets, and if it wasn't that he put a hand on time, he would have gone face first on the floor and he liked his face, thank you very much. Tony had decided to go out for coffee (translation: there wasn't even coffee sand in the kitchen), he had been walking very calmly when suddenly he saw him. As a fucking vision, a tall boy with raven black hair and deep green eyes (Harry Potter himself without lenses and more handsome) crossed the street to the same cafe that Tony was going. He was beautiful, delicately pale skin contrasted against his hair and his style was elegant but comfortable, Tony wanted to know if it would be equally composed on bed (yes, he hasn't see him even five minutes and he already wanted to eat him). Tony entered the cafeteria like a dog behind bone and watched the boy calmly ordering a coffee with a funny accent that could only be British (hence why Jarvis had the same accent, it always made Tony double with laughter). The raven-haired sat down at a table to wait for his order and Tony ordered fastly his coffe before sitting in front of him. The boy flinched slightly and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Can I help you?"

'Oh, of course you can, I need a little bit of that body that you handle' thought Tony libidinously before clearing his throat and gave him his most charming smile "Hello! You seemed very lonely and I thought that I could sit here with you. I'm Tony Stark" Loki raised his eyebrows slightly and that told Tony that he knew who he was (who didn't know him, anyway?), the raven-haired tilted his head, exposing a bit of his pale neck and Tony almost starts to salivate right there.

"Lucas Williams" he replied, nodding in greeting. The girl left their drinks at the table and Lucas took his carefully before stirring it gently and take it to his lips. Okay, now Tony was definitely drooling. How on earth could someone be so perfect? "Do you need something, Mr. Stark?" Was that a purring? Tony could hear a purr in his voice, it could be just his imagination but so what? Let's take it as reality.

"Maybe your number for a start, green eyes" the brown-haired smiled. Lucas raised an eyebrow and showed a completely polite smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, I may need to inform you that I have boyfriend, he won't like for me to be giving my number to strangers" he reported in a tone completely polite. Tony shrugged, he gave a holy shit who was the damn lucky that had him for boyfriend, he wasn't gonna steal it, he just wanted a night of hot, hard and completely pervert sex with this God of black hair and emerald eyes.

"I'm sure we can work something around that" Tony said with a coy smile.

"No, I don't think we can" the raven-haired replied, his smile being a little sharper this time.

"Oh, come on... I'm sure we would spend a great time together" said Tony, his legs touching the boy's, Lucas didn't look happy as he quickly stood.

"You must be very accustomed for everyone to do everything you ask but I'm not like that" he said firmly before leaving the place so fast it looked like he had a fire in his appetizing butt. Tony stared after him a little before smirking, sooner or later he would have that guy in his bed and being who he was, there were many possibilities that were sooner.