When Loki had confessed his sexuality to his adoptive parents, the reactions were not shocking. But he had never seen such disappointment from them. Frigga cried, wondering what she did to deserve this. Odin was quiet, until he spoke the words of, "Get out." He had always been an understanding and charming man. Anyways, Loki gathered his things and gladly went out the door. Just like that. He rented an apartment that had the paint peeling off and assholes worse them himself up all night making a ruckus, while he worked at Ingles. Good times indeed. His brother, Thor, found him after much search, living such a repulsive lifestyle. He explained since he needed a place to live, that he and his little brother could move to a nicer apartment and share the rent. Loki shrugged and agreed, since it would be nice to have warm water and not having to worry about worms crawling in your mouth and eating your brains while you slept. So, they moved to a decent place. Everything was fine until Loki was fired and Thor much later. They desperately needed to work, before they both ended up on the streets. Very desperate. As embarrassing as it was, Loki was stuck to a pole in a gay bar for quite some time - the past made him cringe, but the pay of it got them by. There was a difference between a stripper and a whore, and he definitely never was a whore. He kept that in mind. He quit when it was unbearable, and now examined himself in the mirror one morning, dressed for a job interview. A black suit and a scarf, hair slicked back and boots with their straps neatly done. After exiting the apartment and walking on the sidewalk, he found himself in the elevator of Stark Tower. This guy was rich, and Loki saw the Help Wanted sign. If he got the job, the pay had to be decent. He fiddled with his scarf, waiting for the doors to open so he could get this interview over with.

Tony heard a knock on the door before he stopped scribbling on the papers. "Come in."

Loki twisted the knob and pushed the door open, closing it behind himself. "Hello, I am-" He tripped over something, stumbling and regaining his balance before falling on his face. Damn it. "Loki Laufeyson. I came for an interview?"

Tony gave a soft chuckle. "Have a seat." Loki smiled, although it looked more like a nervous one. He hoped to the gods Tony didn't know about his past of a stripper, but probably did, considering Loki had been on the news quite a few times. He doubted he'd get the job, but could try. He sat in a chair quietly, putting his hands in his lap. "So . . . what can you offer me?" Tony grinned. "Other than a nice lap dance if I pay you right?" He chuckled. "Sorry, that was mean. Don't worry though. Your past jobs have no influence on this."

Loki prevented himself from smirking and making a remark, his expression emotionless and back straight. He nodded to Stark speaking of his past jobs having no effect on the interview, although he could not help but feel a pang of worry. "What can I offer you?" He arched a brow, pursing his lips. "Depending on what position you give me if you decide to hire me, I can offer quite a bit. Despite my... past career, I think myself to have quite the education." He crossed his arms loosely over his chest, preventing himself from stuttering or appearing nervous. He realized by the confidence in his voice, he probably sounded like a stuck up bitch.

Tony smirked. "You certainly sound intelligent." He murmured.

Loki tilted his head, placing his hands onto the arms of the chair and tapping his fingers against the wood. "Well, what other questions do you have for me, Mr. Stark?" He crossed his legs over one another, still wanting to get on with it. He was much more nervous than he seemed, putting up an act he was proud of.

"What do you major in? And minor?"

Loki rubbed the nape of his neck. "English Language and Literature. Minor, Media Studies."

Tony nodded. "Very nice." Loki straightened his posture once again, fearing that his nervousness was beginning to show. Tony smiled. "Anyway, you're hired. This whole meeting was really just a facade."

Loki's cheeks flushed a bit, unable to help his wide grin. "I am? When do I start?"

"Now." Tony grinned. "You're going to start out as my assistant for now if that's okay. Until you get used to it."

"Yes, that's fine." Loki cleared his throat, attempting to hide his excitement. He didn't expect it to be so easy. "Do you need my number?"

"Already have it." Tony stood and walked around the desk. Loki blinked as he watched Tony, giving a slight nod and beginning to stand. He wouldn't question, not yet. Tony smiled cheekily. "So . . . Care to meet me on a date tonight?"

Loki blushed lightly once again, but smiled softly. "Of course."

"Fantastic. Would you like me to pick you up later or go now?"

Loki rolled his eyes playfully. "Allow me to guess. You know where I live as well, Mr. Stark?"

"Yes." Tony laughed. Loki decided to ask later, half smiling as he nodded silently. "So . . ." Tony stretched. "Shall we go or wait until later?"

"Shall we?" Loki tilted his head. "You are the boss."

Tony laughed. "Then we shall go now." He offered an arm. Loki grabbed hold of his arm with hesitation, deciding why not. He'd probably get lost through this tower otherwise. Tony smiled before leading the taller man outside to his car. He opened the passenger door for him and gave a grin. Loki murmured a thank you under his breath, stepping into the car through the opened door. He didn't expect Tony to be so kind, but enjoyed it. Tony nodded before shutting the door after him and then walking to the driver's side. He turned to Loki. "So . . . what are you in the mood for?"

Loki rolled his shoulders, leaning back against the seat and shifting his weight a bit. "Greek?"

"Fantastic pick." Tony grinned and shifted the car into drive. Loki smiled softly, beginning to feel a bit more comfortable around Tony, which was odd, since he was his boss. He pulled out his phone, sending a quick text to Thor to inform his brother that he got the job before tucking it away in his pocket. "Girlfriend wanting to know where you are?" Tony inquired.

Loki jumped a bit. "Huh? Oh, no. My brother. I'm not in a relationship." He murmured.

"Really?" Tony tilted his head.

Loki fiddled with his fingers, nodding quietly. "I haven't been in one in quite a while."

Tony smiled softly. "Ah. So I'm not alone in that fact."

Loki blinked. "You are single?" He arched a brow.

Tony laughed. "Yeah." Loki stared at him a moment before nodding silently. He did not want to push it to the point of being rude by questioning further. "Yeah . . ." Tony sighed. "I'm a bit bent the other way so . . ." Loki swallowed, a trace of a smile on his lips. He nodded once again, looking down to his lap. "Sorry if that was awkward." Tony coughed and looked the other way, rubbing the back of his head. "You may be homophobic for all I know-"

"I was a stripper in a gay bar. I am not homophobic, Mr. Stark." Loki said simply, waving a hand.

"Well . . . I still don't know that much about your preferences-"

"Take a guess." Loki huffed, mainly to himself.

"Straight?" Tony chuckled. Loki pursed his lips, only staring at him. "Sorry, that was a bad joke." Tony coughed awkwardly. "So, you're definitely gay then."

Loki rolled his eyes halfway, "Indeed I am. You've figured it out . . . You truly are a genius, Mr. Stark."

Tony laughed. "I know." He stopped the car. "So . . . I can do this then." He leaned over and gave Loki a hot kiss. Loki's eyes widened, body tensing. Well, this was . . . Unexpected. Not unwanted, but unexpected. Tony pulled away and gave a sheepish smile. "Uh . . . Right . . . Sorry . . . Completely unprofessional and wrong of me-"

Loki examined him closely. "Perhaps." He interrupted, blinking. "Do not apologize. I have done worse with my bosses." He tilted his head.

Tony raised an eyebrow. "You have?"

Loki blushed lightly and coughed, but nodded nonetheless. "I'm sure you'd rather me not go into detail."

Tony grinned. "I don't mind the kiss and tell."

Loki narrowed his eyes. "I'd rather not."

Tony laughed. "Your choice."

Loki pursed his lips, which was a habit, turning his gaze straight ahead. "What restaurant are we going to?" He asked, changing the subject.

"You said you wanted Greek." Tony smiled. "Good thing I pulled in front of one of the best in town." He chuckled before getting out then walking to Loki's side before opening the taller man's door. Loki hadn't even noticed that, blinking to the building. He released his seat belt, stepping out of the car as he murmured a thank you. Tony smiled and offered his arm before walking inside. Loki followed at his side, looking around once they stepped in. This was nice. "You like it?" Tony grinned.

"I do. I don't recall ever being here before, either."

"Points for introducing something new." Tony grinned and winked. Loki chuckled softly, opening his mouth to reply before a waitress came over. She spoke quickly as she grabbed two menus, in fact the only thing Loki could understand was 'right this way'. With that she turned, leading them to a table. Tony smiled and followed the waitress after Loki. Loki sat in a cushioned seat at a table, watching the menu be placed in front of him. She walked off with that, obviously in some hurry. Tony immediately began scanning, muttering things under his breath. Loki watched him a moment before lifting his own, reading it closely. Tony glanced up when the waitress came back with their drinks and flashed a charming smile that made her drool a bit before returning his attention to the menu. "Lokes, are you ready?" He glanced up at the other man.

Loki looked up from the menu, wrinkling his nose. Lokes? He hadn't been called that since- . . . By the gods. "I am going to need another minute." He muttered, twirling his glass of wine in between his fingers.

"You heard him." Tony nodded. The waitress retreated with a jealous glare at Loki.

Loki couldn't help but smirk at that, easily noticing it. He looked back to the menu, sighing softly. "I'll probably just get the euro."

Tony grinned. "Cool." He waved his arm and the waitress appeared like a faithful dog. "I'll have the gyro and he wants the euro." Loki stared at the woman, closing his menu and handing it to her as he smiled cheekily. The waitress shot him a dark look before 'accidentally' hitting Loki's drink into his lap with the menu.

Loki let out a gasp of surprise, eyes widening as he scooted back. Not quickly enough, unfortunately. Damn it. His only suit. After a moment he smirked, chuckling softly. "I'll have another drink." He said calmly as he waved a hand, dismissing her.

Tony glared at her before taking Loki's hand and dragging him to the bathroom. "Take your suit off." He murmured as he took his jacket off.

"No- Mr. Stark," Loki gently pushed him away, furrowing his brows. "It is all well." He held out his hand, wanting his jacket back into his grasp.

"I'm your boss. I'd start listening to me." Tony raised an eyebrow and slipped Loki's jacket on.

"Oh, excuse me. I'll start, certainly." Loki smiled, the sarcasm being kept from his words. He smoothed out Tony's jacket, narrowing his eyes and walking out of the bathroom. Tony rolled his eyes and joined Loki when he had finished buttoning the other man's around him. Loki returned to his original spot, a hint of disappointment crossing his face to the lack of a new drink. He sighed, leaning back in the chair.

Tony offered some of his. "Sorry. I had no idea people here would be like that. I'll be sure to have a talk with the CEO."

Loki accepted, taking a small sip before sliding the glass back over to him. "Very well." He shifted his weight, clothes causing him to be uncomfortable.

Tony winced. "Sorry that I'm not really your size either."

Loki shrugged, crossing his legs awkwardly. "Onto something else..." He murmured, "What will my schedule be?"

"I'll text you when I want you to come in." Tony waved his hand. "More than likely, I won't have you come in until later."

Loki blinked slowly. "Really? Alright . . . Will you text me whenever you desire to do so, every day?" A waiter came over, placing Loki's wine down onto the table, walking off. He couldn't help but snicker to the fact it wasn't the obnoxious waitress from before.

"Pretty much." Tony nodded. "Is that not okay with you?"

"No, that is fine. I was only wondering." Loki tapped his fingers against the table, sipping from the glass.

"You sure?"

"Certainly." Loki smiled, taking another sip before placing the drink down.

Tony grinned. "Good. I don't want to lose you so quickly."

Loki laughed quietly, "Oh, don't worry." He took a long sip from the glass, finishing his drink off.

Tony grinned. "I'm glad you're telling me that."

"I'm glad that you are." Their food was brought to them by the waiter, which Loki requested another drink. He was used to the alcohol, another wouldn't hurt. Tony let silence fall as they dug into their food. Loki ate with all the manners he could gather, mainly because that was what just he did; also because he wanted to give a good look to his boss. Tony returned the gesture, somewhat due his mind traveling elsewhere and also due to Loki's presence. Loki finished before Tony, clearing his throat and holding his phone down in his lap as he used it.

Tony soon finished. "Dessert?"

Loki pursed his lips, " . . . Alright."

"They have really good pudding apparently." Tony murmured as he scanned the dessert menu.

Loki perked up the mention of pudding, "Pudding would be fine." He grinned.

"Pudding it is." Tony grinned, not missing Loki's eagerness. Loki bit his lip, realizing how excited he sounded for pudding. He rolled his shoulders, wanting to get someone to come over so they could order.

The waiter appeared. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, we'll have an order of pudding." Tony beamed, causing the waiter to stare at him for a bit too long. Loki was hoping his grin didn't look too stupid. He just hadn't had pudding in a while, and.. Well, he could get his 'cravings'. Tony shot him a wink before returning to his drink as the waiter went to get their pudding. Loki rolled his eyes halfway, snorting. Once the waiter returned with the pudding, he stared at the desert, gesturing for him to put it down; almost in a threatening manner. The waiter set it down quickly before giving Tony the ticket. Tony didn't even look at it, giving the waiter his card. Loki grabbed the spoon he hadn't used for his food, savoring the pudding as he began consuming it. It was pretty good. He had better before, but still enjoyed it quite a bit. "Good?" Tony tilted his head.

"Very." Loki purred, the appreciation obvious in his voice. He would have offered some, but . . . Well, didn't want to.

Tony gave a sly grin before stealing a spoonful and swirling the spoon with his tongue sexually. "Mmm . . ." He hummed. "Very good."

Loki blushed lightly, swallowing. "Indeed it is." He muttered, taking another spoonful.

Tony grinned and set the clean spoon down. "Good thing I just bought the place."

Loki's eyes widened, "Really?"

"Mhm. I bought it as soon as the waitress dropped your drink on your lap."

Loki seemed surprised, before remembering Tony was practically the richest man in the world. Well, from what he heard. "Ah."

"I was actually planning on tearing it to shreds, but then your good judgment of the pudding made me reconsider."

Loki chuckled softly, licking the pudding from his lips. "Well . . . How sweet."

Tony grinned. "I try to be on occasion."

"I noticed." Loki lifted another spoonful of pudding to his mouth, disliking how it was almost gone. Ugh.

"Do you want more?" Tony inquired and Loki shook his head, eating the last bit rather slowly. Tony tilted his head. "You sure?" Loki nodded, stretching his arms before finishing it off. Tony grinned. "Ready to go?" Loki nodded, smiling softly.

"Cool. Let's go." Tony stood and offered his arm again. Loki's smile widened a bit, standing to his feet and gently grabbing hold of Tony's arm. Tony grinned before leading Loki out to the car. "Where to next?"

Loki tilted his head, shrugging. "I could care less." He laughed softly.

"My place?" Tony grinned.

Loki pursed his lips. "Very well."

Tony held up his hands. "I promise not to do anything you don't want me to."

Loki laughed. "I never said I thought you would do anything, and I didn't say I wouldn't either."

Tony grinned. "Let's go see what happens then." He shifted the car into drive and sped off.