Forty Eight
The day was spent showing the rest of the team to their floors. Lana spent the day flirting with me. She made huge displays of public affection to ensure the others didn't bother us. Barton and Banner were quick as they embarrassed easy. Natasha was hard, but that was to be expected. We agreed to keep an eye on her, she'd snoop around until she knew what was up.
When Thor and Jane arrived, without Eric Selvig and thankfully Darcy, we decided to have some fun with them. I told Bruce I was busy and asked if he could show them to their floor. When the three arrived, I had Lana braced against a wall, her legs wrapped around my waist. My shirt was missing and hers was almost off. One of my hands supporting her back, the other fondling a breast. She was busy biting into my collarbone leaving a huge mark.
The three spotted us, Jane giggled, Bruce face palmed himself and Thor's face turned the color of his cape. I stopped her.
"Lana, love, I think we're on the wrong floor." I told her. She stopped and looked at our three friends. She was pleased to see Thor so red. I set her down, she adjusted her shirt
"Sorry." She offered as we got in the elevator. As soon as the doors closed she broke down laughing. "You see his face! He's such a prude! And to think all the Asgardian women wanted to bed him!" She laughed. I laughed with her.
"One more. Pepper and Rhodey. I think Rhodey will be easy, but Pepper's used to seeing me with other women. She was actually looking forward to meeting you. She made some mention of looking forward to children." I laughed at the thought. Lana did not, in fact she turned red. I caught it when I reopened my eyes. "You're not. You can't, can you?" I felt the color drain from my face.
"It's a conversation for another day. Do you want a minute before popping in on Pepper." She cupped my face. "Tony? Did you hear me?" When I didn't answer she kissed me full on the lips. I still stood there jaw slackened. "Jarvis, our penthouse."
"Yes, Miss." The elevator took us to our floor and Lana secured it from unexpected visitors before shimmering back to Loki.
"See Tony, not pregnant. I can't be unless I'm in my female or Jotun form." She tried. "Tony? Talk to me. Don't do this. We still have your ex-girlfriend to bother. Tony?" He knelt before me while I sat on the couch.
"Could I've gotten you knocked up? We've fucked a lot in your feminine form. Is it possible? Should we be using protection?"
"No, we don't need additional protection. My magic had been enough so far."
"So far?" I shouted.
"Tony, calm. I only brought it up in case there is the possibility later on we decide to have a family. I didn't mean to upset you." He laid his head in my lap. I stoked his hair, like he was a giant cat. Which reminded me.
"You haven't seen a cat have you?" I asked absently.
"Not lately, at least you're talking." He said, but didn't move. "Jarvis, please ask Captain Rogers to show Miss Potts and Mr. Rhodes to their floor."
"Yes, what shall I say you're busy with?"
"Just tell him were fucking." Loki quipped to Jarvis who replied with a 'yes Miss'. "Tony, talk to me." He sang.
"When were you going to tell me? When your magic failed?"
"No, I was waiting for you to bring it up. I wanted to know if you even wanted children. This is not how I wanted this discussion to go." He sighed. I continued petting his hair.
"Do you want children?" I asked him.
"Someday. When I've found the right person." He sighed.
"And what if I'm the right person? I won't live forever like you."
"If that's the case and you are the right person, I'll arrange it so you live as long as I will."
"What?" Again another shocker.
"Tony, we just got back together after a really big fight. I didn't want to plague you with all this unless I knew for sure. I certainly didn't want to do this all at once."
"I really need a drink." I moaned. Loki got up and retrieved a bottle of scotch and two tumblers. He poured for both of us and handed me one.
"Can we talk please? Usually, you do all the talking and don't shut up. Right now, I'm doing all the talking. Please Tony, tell me what you're thinking. I don't like to guess. Guessing is just going to make me hate myself more for telling you any of this." He babbled on until stopped him abruptly with a deep kiss.
"Loki, shut up. It's been a long day. Let's just watch a movie, get ourselves horribly drunk and we'll talk about this later." I settled. I needed time to think and this was a decent distraction.
"Ok." He settled with me. He crawled back up on the couch taking his place as my back rest and pillow a glass of scotch in one hand, the other wrapped around me fingering the ring around the reactor. It felt insanely good, but I didn't want to be in the mood.
"Jarvis, run Robin Hood: Men in Tights." I could feel his questioning look through my head. "You'll enjoy it, just keep the scotch coming."