I'm sorry it's not a lot and if it appears as filler but it's actually build up.
"And what might your wishes be, brother? I am uncertain I can wait any longer." Loki's infamous smirk met his features again as his eyelids lowered.
"Oh, I know. That's what makes this so delicious." Tony rolled his eyes and gulped down the rest of his scotch.
"You know I have about twelve rooms in this place, you two are more than happy to have some alone time—" Loki instinctively cracked the whip in Tony's direction and the man of iron's eyes widened at the backlash of the tassels that flitted inches away from his nose. Clint automatically reached behind his head for his bow, but realized it hung in the weapons vault, where Tony had instructed everyone to store their belongings. Naturally, everyone assumed the positions they were most used to when encountering the God of Mischief.
"There will be no separation," he demanded. "There will be no escape from me." Tony could feel a shiver run down his spine, as if Loki sent him the shiver himself via magic. He raised his brow and hands in compliance.
"Alright, if you say so. Don't want another one of your "episodes" to happen." At first, Loki didn't known whether to laugh or to take offense and declare war upon all of them right then and there, but he chose the lesser of the two evils, for good measure. Also, he didn't want to "cock-block" himself (he had been using that phrase from Tony and Clint a lot). He decided to let out a short, sarcastic cackle insisted, to allow Tony to realize he would pay for that comment later.
Tony realized it when another chill went down his spine.
"I knew that was a mistake," he muttered, cursing himself internally. Loki was rough, even for him.
"It's okay, we can cuddle afterwards," Clint spoke up. "If you're too scarred, I mean." Thor stood unamused, and his patience thinning, eyes scanning the lot, but ultimately awaiting his "brother's" next move. Steve stood, right hand on hip, head tilted to the side, giving Tony those big, doe eyes he sort of melted in.
"I thought I was your fondue partner." Tony rolled his eyes again with a slight chuckle.
"Babe fondue is bread and cheese, how do you keep forgetting that?"
"Isn't that one of our inside jokes?"
"Enough of this sentiment," Loki hissed, cracking the whip in Steve's direction, compelling him to straighten up instantly. Thor took this as an opportunity to lunge once more towards Loki, seizing his weapon of choice. Of course, Loki expected this action, and allowed Thor to keep the whip.
"Yes, let the games begin."
