Perfectly Suited

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony Stark was too old to play games. Every time he ran hot and cold with his partner was never a calculated power play so much as a deeply embedded habit built around mitigating whatever anxiety he’d built up. Even the old days full of ninja crawling out of bed just to avoid the morning after spiel were motivated by the intimidation (in part) of having them at all.

He’d gotten better at that part, though. Far better. Tony was curled up on the side of the long-suffering pink couch that wasn’t bearing a warped arm rest caused by some make-up rapporto sessuale from earlier in the evening, followed by a shower and the ceremonial poptart.

“You know—“ Tony brushed off some crumbs from his dark sweater, “You are terrible for my diet.”

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[st_arkravinghazelnut]

“Strawberry.” Tony didn’t miss a beat. “Frosted. Little sprinkles and everything.”

[st_ormbreaker]

Of course Tony would know his favorite ones. It was the one he ate most frequently. He settled for other flavors when the powers that be failed to provide, but strawberry? With sprinkles?

His favorite.

"I would find it in my heart to forgive you." A beat. "Not immediately, though."

Frankly, he'd probably just be happy to see Tony had eaten anything at all, but given Tony's promise tonight, that was probably going to be less of an issue.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

“Wouldn’t be smacked with the divorce stick for that one?” Tony knuckled his cheek.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor looks up at the sky, smiling lightly. "I'll put together a list of divorcable offenses before the official ceremony."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

“Please do.” Tony pushed up on his toes to peck his lips. “I’m holding onto you real tight.”

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor smiles as Tony's lips touch his, then leans down to set his chin on the smaller man's shoulder, his arms wrapped around him. He misses Jane, just as he's sure Tony misses Pepper, but being here like this helps in a way nothing else had since even before he arrived here.

"The beach," he says, chin still resting on Tony's shoulder. "When it's warmer so both of us can go swimming." Thor would see the cold of the water as a challenge to be overcome. Tony on the other hand would probably turn into a human popsicle. Thor didn't want to ruin their honeymoon when one of them had to be treated for hypothermia.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"In coastal California? It'd be a sin not to." Tony had arrived in late summer, though he was too busy trying not to lose it to even ponder frolicking. "If you wanna spend the Honeymoon in the tent..." He nudged the side of Thor's head with his own. It'd let them pack up and leave whenever they (Tony, probably) got bored of one location.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor straightens after Tony's gentle head-nudge and looks down at his fiancee. Or was it husband?

"There's few things I'd like more."

Thor nods his head back in the direction of the inn. "We should get back."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

With a final pat to the larger man's cheek, Tony was suited up and making a steady ascent. "Race ya! Whoever crashes loses."

[st_ormbreaker]

"You're on, Stark."

Hand extended, Stormbreaker quickly snaps into his hand and just as quickly, the two of them speed off to the inn.