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So. This fun chapter really doesn't have anything to do with the story. Sorryyy to those who may be annoyed..
( ;A; )!
...but this chapter turned more limey the more I wrote. xD AH HAH.
SO. JUST A WARNING. It's not a full blown lime, so don't worry.
Finn's story will eventually have more lime-ish, adult situations, so I guess this may be my test run...? ; u; I MUST PREPARE YOU ALL!
Or have I fooled you all with barely a kiss 27 chapters in?
xD I'm horrible omfg...

ANYHOO. So if any of you are dying for Loki and Finn to get to them adult situations *wiggles eyebrows*, you might wanna skip this chapter. It may just exacerbate your frustration. xD
Since it's not exactly canon, and it ships a different ship than my main ship...
ifyaknowhatimsaying. heuhheuheueheueh

Anway.
You were warned.
I'm sorry.
Please like this.
Forgive me Senpai.

HERE'S TO 100 FOLLOWERS STRONG! I LOVE YOU ALL. THANK YOU SO MUCH!
*Makes dramatic exit*

P.s. Expect a new normal chapter within a weeks time. c:


SPECIAL CHAPTER: All a Dream

Finn sat thrumming her fingers on her legs. Why did he always have to be so late. That, or unbelievably early, making anyone who actually came on time feel late.
Finn yanked her phone out of her pocket to check the time. 5:19. Finn had told him 5 o'clock sharp. She didn't even know why she bothered with him sometimes.

Exasperated, Finn stood up from the long pristine couch she had been slouching on, wishing she hadn't bother to even put a cute skirt on. Especially since she still wasn't sure how she felt about skirts, let alone with guys around. Stalking up the few steps to the bar she had the urge to pour out all his liquor. He'd probably throw her off the roof if she poured out his oldest and best whiskey. Despite that possible fate, the thought still tempted her.
Not wanting to resort to his often childlike humor, she decided otherwise and ran a glass under the tap, chugging half the glass down in one gulp. Glad that he had chilled water in the tap she dumped the rest out of the glass, and splayed her hands down on the cool bar surface, hunching her shoulders.
Impatiently she checked the time again on her phone again. 5: 27.
No messages either.
"Dick." Finn swore out loud.
Finally aggravated enough Finn slapped the counter and hopped the two steps down from the bar area.
"Jarvis. Would you kindly tell Mr. Stark that if he intends to be late to his appointments, he can, well…how can I say this kindly?"
"I do think I quite get the point ma'am.."
"Go fuck himself." Finn finished. "That eloquently sums it up, don't you think Jarvis?"
Jarvis sounded fatigued, "Indeed, madam."

Grabbing her purse and keys Finn started to head for the elevator. "And don't bother letting him call me. I won't answer." Finn said in a snap.
Jarvis sighed, "Yes, ma'am. And I am sorry."
As the lights above the elevator lit up Finn sighed as well, "Not as sorry as I feel for you, Jarvis."
"Indeed." was his melancholy reply.

Finn stared at the ground as the elevator finally hissed open, and to her dismay, it wasn't empty.
"Aw shit." Finn breathed.

Tony looked up from his phone, his eyes poking out from behind his sunglasses. "Well. Nice to see you too sweet cakes."
Finn groaned. She knew she wouldn't be able to leave in peace now. "You're late. And don't call me that."
Tony was quick one of his arms into Finn's crossed arms, and guide her away from the elevator. "Ok honey bunches. Sorry I'm late."
Tony once again peered out of his sunglasses down at Finn, who looked away with a scowl.
"That's the seventh time this week Tony."
Tony unhooked his arm from Finn's as he pulled his glasses off to set it and his phone down on a nearby glass table.

Jarvis seemed to decide now was an appropriate time to interject. "Welcome back, Mr. Stark. You have 3 new messages."
Finn rolled her eyes up to the ceiling, where she liked to believe Jarvis lived. "Seriously? Now?"
Tony cocked his head up, "Anything important?"
"I do believe one in particular is, sir."

Finn groaned. She really didn't want to be here when Jarvis told him to go fuck himself. Then again, Finn wasn't sure she ever heard the computer program actually swear before….
"Go ahead bud." Tony said, giving Finn a curious look as her bag slumped off her shoulder and onto the grey stone floor.
"Miss Fairheart wished to inform you that if you wished to be late to all your set appointments that you should indeed…"
Finn couldn't believe it. He was actually going to say it. "Oh God…"
"Go fuck yourself."
Tony's eyes actually widened, his head switching to turn to the other side as he folded his arms. "Well. That's a first."
Jarvis sounded tired. The cheeky bastard. "Indeed it is sir."
"That will be all Jarvis." Tony replied.
"Thank you sir."
Finn heard a little click, and she stood in front of Tony, unsure if she should be embarrassed or flipping him the bird.

"You know. I don't think I appreciate you enough." Tony finally chimed after his eyes looked Finn up and down.
"Ok. I'm leaving." Finn didn't even bother to grab her purse, she just turned on her heel and headed towards the elevator.
"Ok ok ok." Tony jogged the few steps to turn Finn back towards him, giving her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry Finny—"
"Seriously?" Was this man even remotely capable of being serious when he needed to?
"Sorry sorry." Tony quickly remedied. "Finn, I'm sorry. I've been a bit of an ass." He hooked her chin up to look Finn in the eyes. "I'm sorry."
Finn's eyes darted to the faint blue glow on his chest, then back up at his guilt ridden face. Squishing her mouth off to the side, she turned more towards Tony sighing as her head tilted.
"It's fine Tony. Really, I forgive you."
Tony came close to pecking Finn on the cheek, which she blocked with her upheld fingers, "Ah ah. You don't get that."
Feeling guilty for being hard on Tony Finn stalked away from him to grab her purse from the ground. Not bothering to look at Tony she made her way back to the bar and flung her purse on top of it. Finn knew Tony had been busy with the completion of the Stark Tower, and she wasn't one to get on top of someone for being busy; his job was demanding, and she wasn't one to be petty over time. But the past two weeks of short replies and barely a text every few days, she was pretty annoyed with him.

Sometimes Finn wished she didn't have so much empathy for people.
Finn leaned on the counter as Tony slowly made his way back over to Finn, his arms folded. "You're difficult. Did you know that?"
Finn was about to pour Tony a drink, but now she wasn't. "NO!" Finn gasped, clutching her heart, "Why hasn't anybody told me?" She leaned into the counter, "Did you know?" Finn asked in a horrified voice.
Tony raised his eyebrows and he sauntered up the bar steps, "I was afraid you'd find out this way."
Not wanting to be cornered in the bar, Finn moved closer to the fridge, "I'm glad I know. This explains so much."
Tony pursed his lower lip up and shook his head, "It would also explain why you are with me."
Finn widened her eyes in fake horror, "No, not you too!"
Tony pushed his chin upwards and puffed his chest outwards. "That's right, and frankly my dear-" Tony roped Finn around the waist to yank her to his, dramatically finishing his sentence, "I don't give a damn!"
Finn couldn't help it; she grinned. "God I hate you."
Tony smiled as he pulled Finn into him, twisting his face down to hers, "I know." Finn gave her head a little shake and snickered, letting his lips press themselves onto hers. Finn felt Tony's body heave with an audible sigh, pulling her closer as he exhaled. It was been awhile since they actually even hugged, let alone kiss. Most of their kisses were quick pecks on the cheek or lips. More often than not Tony was looking at a screen while doing so.

Finn wrapped her arms around his torso, finding it comforting whenever he did that. It felt like a compliment to Finn; it was a sigh of content. Tony continued to softly kiss her lips for a moment before pulling away. Finn looked up at Tony's dark eyes and grinned. "I missed you." Finn said in a satisfied voice. Tony dipped his forehead gently to Finn's, his dark eyes much more visible now, "Me too kid."

Finn closed her eyes feeling the warmth that grew between them. Finn nearly forgot she had been angry with him. Which was a good thing; Finn hated fighting.

Tony lifted his head up to plant a soft kiss on Finn's forehead before he asked, "Did you eat dinner yet?"
Finn shook her head, "No. Not hungry though. You?"
"Nah." Tony replied simply.
Finn relaxed her grip on Tony's waist to twist her head up and kiss the side of his neck before releasing him completely. Kicking off her shoes Finn hopped down the bar steps and crossed the cool stone to the circular area to the back of the glass room. One step down brought Finn's toes a sense of warmth from the thick carpet, collapsing back on the large white sofa.
Tony was right behind Finn, tousling her hair as he turned to sling himself right next to her.
Dramatically twisting head to look at her, he gently slapped his large hand down onto Finn's tight, "So. Tell me. How horrible was your day?"
Finn twisted her head to look at Tony, resting her head against the back of the couch, "Long. Had to listen to my producer yell at me for an hour for disappearing for a month."
Tony raised his eyebrow, "Still mad about that huh?"
Finn pursed her lips, "You'd think after two weeks she'd let it go."
Tony squeezed Finn's thigh, "She'll let it go eventually. How could she stay mad at that face?"
"Oh don't worry, " Finn said as she scrunched her nose and twisted the sides of her mouth up, "I'm sure she'll be after you next. I mean, it technically is your fault."
Tony turned his head up proudly, "I will fight with honor, dignity, and pride!"
Finn grinned as she inquired about his day, "What about you?"
Tony sighed, tapping his hand on her thigh up and down as he inhaled, "Well. Managed to piss Pepper off today. I think she hates both of us."
"Hey. You decided to leave the day before Stark Tower opened." Finn pointed out.
Tony sighed and rubbed his eyes with his free hand, "I know I know. But hell, "He dropped his head and turned his head back to Finn, "I think it was worth it."
Grinning, Tony moved his hand on Finn's thigh to bring her onto his lap, her legs dangling off the side of his leg as she settled in-between him.
"Damn straight it was." Finn said in a mockingly serious tone.
Tony kissed Finn as he wrapped his arms around her, and scrunched his nose, "Maybe tomorrow we'll leave for two months."
Finn snickered, "That's all?"
Tony kissed Finn again.
"Four…" Tony's voice softened as he kissed Finn again.
Softly Finn disagreed, the smile leaving her face as the tone slowly started to turn more serious.
"Six then.." Tony murmured as Finn wrapped her arms around his neck, puling herself deeper into his generous kiss.
Finn exhaled through her nose in contentment and their bodies twisted comfortably closer. Tony's hand remained on Finn's thigh as his other arm wrapped itself up Finn's back and twisted around to her neck. Squeezing Finn's leg Tony gently pushed and pulled his lips together with hers as their mouths widened with each kiss. Finn felt Tony's tongue touch the inside of her lip, but decided otherwise and he turned his head to the opposite side of hers. Finn exhaled comfortably; Tony had seemed to have created an acute sense of Finn's moods. Finn was usually rather serious when it came to any kind of physical contact, and if Tony tried anything Finn wasn't in the mood for, she was likely to shove him off the couch. Besides, on days like this, she relished in his slow, thoughtful, and almost meticulous ways. Appreciating that Tony had picked up on her current no-tongue mood, she made a pleasurable grunt as she pulled her mouth away to softly kiss down Tony's hot neck. Finn could feel the atmosphere grow warmer around them as Tony ran his hand farther down Finn's thigh and under her skirt. Taking the opportunity Finn adjusted herself to straddle Tony, continuing to kiss his neck, which was prickly with stubble. God she loved his stubble.

Finding each others lips again Tony gently pulled Finn's lower lip as he kissed the underside of her jaw, both his hands running down her back to pull her closer to him. Their kissing intensified as Tony's hands ran up and down Finn's backside, eventually finding themselves tightly grasping Finn's buttock. Softly grunting in response Finn ran her hands through Tony's hair, pulling his head up so she could kiss his neck with more ease, occasionally pulling at his skin as she kissed him. Tony's hand slowly started to sink further down Finn's bottom, meeting the crease of her legs and butt and pushed his hands into it. Finn pulled herself away from Tony's neck to see Tony's brooding eyes watching hers. Finn pressed her forehead to his as he pressed back. Finn's hands ran down Tony's chest as she adjusted herself on his lap, pressing herself closer to him.

Still gazing into each others eyes, Finn gave a soft sigh as one of Tony's tender hand slid between her legs, careful not to slip into her underwear. Tony's whole hand slowly and systematically rubbed against Finn's panties, sparking that warm tingling feeling in her lower torso. Finn groaned and pulled Tony in and kissed him passionately, pulling at his lips as she moved away periodically. Tony groaned pleasingly and he every so often pressed methodically harder at certain points of Finn's body; causing Finn to squeeze her legs around his thighs as she groaned. This action made Finn much more aware of Tony's hardening body, and her fingers traced the outside of the cold metal core that rested within his chest.

As Tony continued his practiced and patient hands; his other hand left her bottom for a moment. Softly pulling out of Tony's rather powerful kiss, Finn noticed the lights had dimmed and a fire was sparking in the pit behind them.
Finn felt a smile twinge on her lips as she looked back at Tony. "You're perfect." Finn's whole lower half quivered with warmth, which was working its way up her body.
"I know." Tony gave his trademark grin as both his hands moved to cup Finn's face.
"Why don't we move this to the bedroom?" Finn purred with her seductive seriousness. He knew exactly how to put Finn in the mood; or rather how to start it.
Tony's chest rumbled under her hands, "Please do."
Finn wasn't exactly one to be playful in bed, but Tony occasionally ignored that. Instead of gently picking Finn up, Tony scooped her up and threw her over his shoulders, slapping her bottom. "Let's lose those panties huh?" he said with an enthusiastic tone.

Finn couldn't help but laugh as she bobbed up and down securely on his shoulder until he finally gently dipped her onto his massive bed.
Tony leaned over Finn and gave her a more serious look before kissing her.
"I'm glad I eloped and married you." Tony crooned.

"Me too."


Fin awake with a jolt in the darkness; her clothes felt damp and her body was on fire. Swearing Finn kicked her tangled feet out from the hot covers. She hadn't had such a vivid dream in a long time. Groaning Finn heard her phone fall to the ground, reminding Finn what she was doing before she had fallen asleep. Letting out a lonely sigh, Finn pushed her lips together. "Guess that's what I get for reading to many fanfictions…" With a frustrated groan, Finn slammed her head back onto her pillow, silently hoping Tony would finish what he started.