Sorry for the late update, lost my USB! Still looking for it, but thought I'd better get my butt into gear. REVIEW

Tony's POV

"Don't let him pee all over the place, okay?" I asked Loki as he stroked his cat's tummy. He chuckled at me. We were riding up the elevator to the penthouse where the rest of the Avengers were probably still arguing. "Say, Jarvs, has Clint quit being so stubborn yet?"

"Stubborn as always, sir, although he did relent to keeping Mr. Loki a secret." I smiled at him and he held Schadenfreude up to my face.

"You don't think he'll hurt my cat, do you?" he asked innocently. I pushed the cat away and glared at it as it tried to bite my hand playfully.

"Yeah, probably, but this little guy can defend himself."

"Yes, that's right," Loki cooed to the kitty. "You can show that Barton who's boss!" I rolled my eyes at him and walked through the opening elevator doors, making all heads turn to me. Something I was actually very used to, you know.

"Clint finally stopped being an ass and agreed to keep Loki a secret," Tasha said nonchalantly.

"But I still don't trust him!" Clint argued. Pepper shoved his shoulder as she approached us.

"Did he bring the cat? Oh, it's so cute and little! Can I hold it?" Loki glanced at me uncertainly and I nodded, so he let her take the kitten and play with him.

"That's so like a supervillain to have a cat," Clint scoffed.

"What's his name?" Pepper cooed, ignoring Clint.

"Schadenfreude," I answered.

"What does that mean?"

"Don't tell them what it means!" Loki hissed.

"Why not?"

"It means something bad, doesn't it?" Clint accused. "Jarvis, what does it mean?"

"Deriving pleasure from another's pain," he answered smoothly. Loki bit his lip and looked down with guilt.

"Seriously? And that was no indication to you at all that Loki's bat-shit crazy?" he scoffed at me.

I ignored him and told Jarvis to remove the lockdown, but do everything in his power to make sure Loki remained a secret from SHEILD and everyone else. I made my way to the bar for a drink before turning around and sighing, plopping onto the couch next to Loki and Pepper.

"What's wrong?" Loki asked idly.

"I want alcohol!" I whined to the floor. He scowled at me and let Schadenfreude bite me. "I'm sorry, I can't help it!" I whined again. Thor suddenly decided it was a good idea to wedge his way between Loki and I.

"Brother, I can't wait to show all of the technological wonders of Stark's tower!" he announced proudly. "You will love it here! You can play video games on the big screen, spar in the gym, I'm sure we can even find a way for you to assist us in crime fighting!"

"Yeah," I said, "like what?"

"I don't know. My brother is very smart; he could help us make plans! He always makes good plans, even when he doesn't tell me what they are until after he's done them." he turned a hurt look to Loki. "You should have told me that you told the guard to tell Father when we went to Jotenheim!"

"If I told you that," Loki sneered, "you would have pummeled me into the ground!"

"Well, then, you shouldn't have told!"

"Then we would be dead!"

"No, we wouldn't; Heimdall would have saved us."

"No! We were not close enough-"

"Guys, quit bickering!" I scolded. "I'll see if I can find a way for Loki to help us fight crime, okay? Meanwhile, why are you all still here, I let up the lockdown! Get out, get out, get out!"

"I'm not taking my eyes off him," Clint said threateningly, staring at Loki, but Tasha whispered something in his ear and left, making him glance back and forth indecisively. "Okay, I'm taking my eyes off of him for now, but I'm always watching! Besides, Jarvis will tell me if he does anything suspicious, right Jarvis?"

"I am only authorized to accept such a wide command from Miss Potts or Mr. Stark."

"It's okay, Jarvs," I told him. "if Loki does anything suspicious at all, please tell him."

"Yes, sir. And what may I constitute as suspicious?"

"Anything that you have never seen me do. Except for engineer stuff, he's only allowed to build things under my supervision, okay?"

"Yes, sir. Shall I alert you as well?"

"Only when you think it could possibly be threatening." Clint left, and Steve invited Coulson to a tour of the rest of the tour. Thor invited Loki to go as well, but he said he wanted to stay with me, and I sure as hell wasn't going to go trekking all over the Tower listening to Steve and Thor (of all people) attempt to explain things to them. That was like having a five year old explain how to make a five course meal to a master chef; it was just not cool.

And then there was Pepper.

"Hey, Pep, go away so Loki and I can make out." She left giggling like a teenage girl, very like her (except in business form. Seriously, the change in personality could compete with Hulk and Bruce. Not really, but you get my drift.). I turned to Loki and smiled suggestively.

"So, make out?"

"I don't know, Tony . . . you don't think Clint is watching, do you?" he asked worriedly, stroking the now sleeping cat.

"Don't worry, Jarvis is already not allowed to reveal sexual content via security footage unless I say so." I snuggled into his neck and started kissing him playfully. He responded uneasily, but leaned into me.

"Tony . . . I-I still don't want to have sex with you," he mumbled. I groaned sadly.

"I know, I won't rush you, but we can still fool around, can't we?"

"Only if you promise you'll stop when I tell you to, okay?"

"I promise!" I said eagerly, pressing our bodies together.

"Well, I can't argue with that, can I?" he whispered, kissing the base of my neck. I moved my lips to his and kissed him deeply. He kissed back fervently, and we escalated for a few minutes until I was laying on top of him, moaning into his mouth, then I pressed my leg between his and he stuttered in his movements.

"Mmm, Tony, wait . . ." he huffed.

"Aw, not already," I complained.

"T-Tony, you promised!" he huffed nervously.

"I know, I know," I said lovingly, kissing his lips softly. "It's okay, I'm just being an ass . . ." Loki smiled, happy that he was so understanding, but still feeling a little bad for holding him back.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom of Clintasha . . .

"Sir, pardon the interruption," Jarvis announced. Clint pulled his lips from Natasha's neck with a slick pop.

"What do you want, Jarvis?!" he complained.

"Loki is participating in behavior deemed 'suspicious' by the guidelines set by Mr. Stark, in essence 'something I have not seen Mr. Stark do'."

"And what is that?"

"He is refusing sex." Clint face palmed.