Yeahhhh still a terrible person. But seriously, I'm kind of in love with this whole world I've created here. It's weird and I like it. So, here's another little one shot and again, I promise to get back to Poison as soon as I find where my inspiration ran off to.

As always, read, review, and enjoy!

"You are aware, of course, that your concoction is about to blow up, yes?" the familiar, yet rare voice says from somewhere behind Tony. Tony flinches and just barely manages to save himself from a face plant into said "concoction" (which would have resulted in a nicely mangled face) by pushing himself away from the table. The chair flies back wildly before slamming into another table. A few odds and ends fall from the table, but luckily it's nothing that's going to destroy his lab. He can clearly picture Bruce's face as they watch his lab burn down: I told you to keep your lab more organized Tony. He'll probably even have his lecturing face on.

Speaking of lecturing…

Tony turns to face the unexpected, though perhaps not unwanted, visitor that has decided to make his presence known. Loki is standing tall in a pair of black pants and a loose fitting, but expensive, shirt. He's got his superior smirk on his face that makes Tony want to bite the lips that are far too fine for his good, while at the same time, makes him so angry he wants to demand that the god leave immediately. Usually he compromises at huffing and turning away.

"That's pretty much what it's supposed to do Reindeer Games," Tony says and he tries to turn away but Loki grabs the chair so he can't turn back.

"Do you make it habit to work with such explosives?" Loki asks with a raised eyebrow.

Tony responds with his own as he gestured to the room around him. It's littered with pieces of old suits, old weapons, and is bordered by the full suits, ready for battle. Loki rolls his eyes, and Tony wonders if he picked that up on Earth, because he really can't see Thor or any of his buddies doing it.

"I meant," Loki says with a deliberate tone, "do you make it a habit to work with such explosives out in the open with no protection?"

"Well, it tends to go a lot better when people don't just randomly appear in my lab and scare the shit out of me," Tony snarks.

"Would you prefer that I knock politely at the door and wait for you to allow me in?" Loki asked innocently.

Tony takes a moment to picture each teammate's face as they walk down the stairs and see Loki standing patiently outside the lab. "Yes, actually."

Loki huffs and Tony tries not to find it adorable. "If you continue to hold the rest of your teammates over my head, I will stop visiting."

"No you won't, you-" Tony cuts off as a sweet scent hit his nose. "Oh shit-"

While Loki had been distracting him, his experiment has been going far longer than it should've. The reaction hit completion and only gives a few seconds of warning smoke before exploding. Tony awkwardly tries to push his chair backwards, but he is already cornered against the table. Just when he thinks he's going to have to face Bruce's unamused face from a hospital bed, a pair of thin but abnormally strong hands grabs him and pulls him to the floor. A blue-green shield flickers over his head as he feels the shock of displaced air brush over them, followed by the sound of bits and pieces raining down on them. It's a small explosion and only takes a few minutes before the air is cleared up.

Tony takes the first minute to realize how he's gotten into this position. Loki must have hauled him over the arm rest of the chair and is leaning over Tony's head, because apparently he doesn't trust his own shield. Loki notices him looking up and turns his own face down so that Tony can feel Loki's breath on his lips. He tries not to shift uncomfortably underneath because god damn it, he's not attracted to the god in any way, shape, or form. Instead, he focuses on the situation at hand.

"What's the status Jarvis?" he calls out as the last of the smoke is sucked up and Tony ignores the knowing smirk Loki's adopted.

"The room is now safe of all fumes and is safe for human presence," Jarvis says back. "Dr. Banner has been alerted to the situation."

"Damn it," Tony says as Loki finally (finally) pulls away from him and lowers the shield.

"Missing me already?" Loki practically purrs and Tony does not shiver and Tony does not ever miss Loki when he's gone.

"Not at all. Have you ever been on the lecturing end of Bruce? Don't answer that," Tony says immediately because the only time Loki's ever had a personal interaction with Bruce it wasn't with the man, but the beast and really, it hadn't ended so well for him. "But let me tell you—it's terrible. You feel like a two year-old who go caught with their hand in the cookie jar while swearing."

"Dr. Banner shall be here in one minute sir," Jarvis says, always looking out for him. Tony leans against the table, Loki leaning next to him, close enough that their arms almost touch and since when had he turned into a high school girl?

"Unless you want to see if The Hulk has changed his mind about you…" Tony says, because sometimes he has to get his digs in where he can get them with the god. Loki flinches.

"I think not. I shall visit again soon," Loki replies, and before Tony even has time to comprehend what's happening, Loki has turned him, put a hand under his chin to tip his face up to him, and kisses him fully on the lips. Tony freezes for a few seconds before his body reacts for him and leans into the kiss. Loki pulls back and he gets a glimpse of another one of those bite-leave-stay smirks before the god disappears in a flash of blue-green light.

"God damn it," Tony mutters as the lab door opens to emit to Bruce, who takes one look around the lab before adopting his lecturing face.

"What happened?" Bruce asks, a little bit of anger in his voice, along with a lot of exasperation.

"I don't even know," Tony says, starting forward to survey the damage. "But if you figure it out, let me know."