The roses are for Pepper. Big vase full of them, sitting on that antique sideboard-thing she got at the auction in San Marino. That sideboard-thing that she still hasn't taken, so that means she's coming back, right? Anyway, she'll be here for dinner, and he can ask about the sideboard then (But he won't, because if she takes it, that's the last thing holding her here). So Loki goes over to the sideboard, and he's like, "Red roses. Dare I think they're for me, Stark?"
And he's like, "Well you can think that." Loki's funny sometimes, and it's hard to tell what'll piss him off. For instance, that time The Avengers found the test tubes with his DNA, in Doom's lab, and they destroyed them, he got all mad. Then Tony says, "I got you this," and he holds out the box of chocolate-dipped strawberries (Special trip to Fannie Mae; it's Pep that's allergic to strawberries, Loki's allergic to Thor).
Loki takes them, and he barely even looks at them. His eyes are on the roses. "They're for your girlfriend. Your ex-girlfriend."
Hey, don't rub it in, Chaos-Boy. Who is it, always going on and on about, "Oh, I was the rightful King of Asgard"? Who's that? Don't tell me about living in the past.
So Loki reaches out one of his long, white hands (that have been …oh god, so many places, all over Tony's whole body, and that feel …so good), and he takes one of the roses. – Pepper's roses. – "I care this, for your ex-girlfriend." Poink, poink, poink, off come three of the petals. "She's not coming back." Pick-pick, and scatter-scatter-scatter, and there go all the rest of the petals, all over the floor. They're kind of pretty, down there. "I'm here, and she's not. These are my roses." And he scoops up all of them into his arms. And these are some prickly roses, Tony got stuck by one of them, just adjusting them in the vase, but Loki's fought bilgesnapes, what does he care about a few thorns? "Come," he says, and the next thing you know, he and Tony are in the bedroom.
In Pepper's bedroom (does it still count as hers, when she hasn't been here in over a month?). And Loki's sitting on her side of the bed. And he's picking the petals off all of those roses, and he's spreading them, all over the bed. And then he does one of those zappy-things, and his clothes are gone, and there's his white body, against the red rose petals. "My roses," he says, "and my bed."
He is awful hot, all naked like that. His mouth and his hardon are almost the same color as the roses. Then he does the zappy-thing again, and all Tony's clothes are on the floor. And you know, he could waste time getting mad about it, because it's sort of bossy if you think about it, but what the hell, it's 1:00, and Pepper's coming at 6:00. There are better ways of spending the next five hours.
"For right now," Tony says, and he sits down on the bed next to Loki. He pulls out the lube and the condoms. Lots of condoms, because he knows how this is going to go. "Your bed, and your roses, and your Tony, to do whatever you want with. But you magic me some new roses before Pepper gets here, deal?"
Loki's soft lips, against his throat. "She's not coming back to you, Stark." But he's the God of Lies, what else is he going to say?