In Tents

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor hasn't gone camping in a few years.

The last time he went camping, it was with Jane Foster, Darcy, and Darcy's intern, who Thor was pretty convinced was her boyfriend. For most of the trip, Darcy and her intern were fighting loudly; Jane was constantly on her cellular phone because her calls kept dropping and there was some emergency at a conference she was guest speaking at; Thor spent much of that first evening casually eating a bag and a half of marshmallows at the fire before Darcy voiced her protest and he was barred from eating more for the rest of the trip, much to Thor's dismay.

Thor might have overpacked for the trip, but Thor was of the mind that it was better to be overprepared than under -- and that it was better to have too many marshmallows than not enough. When four hours had passed and they reached their destination, he set down their belongings and began to set up camp.

"I never pegged you for the camping type," Thor says, pulling the tent poles out of their sheath. Maybe he was, and Thor had just never known it. It just always seemed like Tony was into tech so much that he couldn't stand to be without it.

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[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony activated his gauntlet to rip off the sealed cap with extreme prejudice. More drink, less remembered. That was one of his rules.

"Okay." A swig. "Greg. Marcia. Peter. Jan. Bobby. All of them have hair of gold like their mother. And then Thor, the youngest one with curls."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor doesn't get the reference. He does like the idea of a beautiful curly-haired Thor-child.

"You have given this a lot of thought," he says. "Peter, after the Spider-Man, but what about the rest of them?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Dunno. Had a nice cadence." Tony idly wondered if they had The Brady Bunch VHSes at the library as he set the bottle to the side to attend to his dinner. The noodles were extremely soft to the point of mushiness as he scooped them into a bowl.

The burn of the whiskey had settled well in his chest and was muddling his brain, chipping away at his emotional wall. "I'd make a good dad."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor watches Tony take care of his food. Just looking at it makes him hungry.


Thor watches for a few seconds as Tony starts attends to his food and it's enough to trigger a soft rumbling of his own stomach. He gets up and rummages through their food bag and returns back to his sitting spot with a big bag of marshmallows.

He pops one into his mouth and finishes it off with another swig of once-Tony's, now-his' drink.

"You would," Thor says, as if there were no question of it. "I'd like to see it. You'd dote on any of your kids hard. You probably wouldn't let me hold one unless I washed my hands first."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony scooted around to face his teammate, sipping some of the piping hot broth. He had been craving salt like mad.

"Peter told me he thought of me as a father." He wiped his lips off. "I told him I thought of him like a son. You could say we went official with it."

[st_ormbreaker]

"That's pretty cute, Tony," Thor says smiling to himself. Tony sounds a little the way Fandral did when he confessed to Thor that he asked his now-wife to accompany him to the Festival of Jul.

He sounded just as happy about it, too. And somehow, Thor has a really hard time not smiling at that, because the was something extremely sweet about Tony Stark, Earth's own Iron Man, being so domestic in his pleasures.

"Does he not have a biological father?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Passed. And his mother. Same as mine. It's him and his unreasonably-attractive aunt." Tony licked a bit of the seaweed from between his teeth. "Not that that's a bad thing to have, at all."

[st_ormbreaker]

"An unreasonably attractive aunt?" Thor asks. "Or family at all?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Yes and yes." Tony huddled over his bowl to twirl the noodles around his fork. "She's not a fan."

[st_ormbreaker]

"Why not?" Thor pops another marshmallow into his mouth.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Same reasons most aren't. Checkered past, lovely attitude, ectcetera." Tony meter shrugged, matter-of-fact about the whole thing.

[st_ormbreaker]

"I find your stories of the past entertaining. Plus, I like your smart mouth."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Yeah?"

Tony leaned right over just before Thor's mouth could fully engulf another large puffball--plucking it out with his lips and sitting back with a smirk.

[st_ormbreaker]

"The bag's right here." Thor gives the bag a helpful little shake, though he has no real problem with Tony stealing his food if he's doing it that way.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"T'wasn't the confectionary I had mine gaze upon." Tony licked his lips of the remnant bits of sugar before settling on the less coy route (why did he bother? Thor unreliably caught on)--tugging him into a lip lock.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor would never get tired of Tony's mouth on his. There was something aggressive about the way he kissed, but it wasn't the bad sort of aggressive, that ended with forceful tongue(s) lodged in his mouth or damn near down his throat. Thor wondered, sometimes, it in some other world, people found that appealing. Thor, personally, did not. He wasn't sure he ever would.

Tony's kisses, on the other hand, were purposeful. And when his tongue did find its way into Thor's mouth, it knew exactly what it was doing.

Maybe aggressive wasn't quite the right word. Maybe assertive was a better way to describe it.

Right now, though, Tony's kiss tasted pleasantly sweet and salty. And Thor found himself wanting more of it.

When he finally pulls away, his lips naturally curl up into a smile. "You know, if you wanted a kiss, you could have asked for one," he says. "If you asked nicely enough, I might have even given you one."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"I don't like people handing me stuff." Tony scooted closer, drawn to the Asgardian's warmth. "You looked hungry."

[st_ormbreaker]

"Did I now?" Thor sets down the bottle to free up one of his hands, then wraps an arm around Tony, drawing the other man even closer.

Truthfully, he was hungry, and he always had a weakness for sweets. Which probably comes as no surprise when he reaches for another marshmallow and pops it into his mouth before Tony can get a taste of it.

"When you were younger, did you ever do things like this?" he asks. "Camping, not kissing other men." A beat. "Maybe kissing other men, too."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony didn't fight his grip as he was drawn in, setting his bowl by the fire. "Way more of the latter than the former, I'll say that right now. Can you fault me for seeking out something familiar?"

[st_ormbreaker]

"Not really," Thor says. "I like being with someone like this. It's been awhile since I've been this intimiate with anyone. There were a few one-offs after Jane, but nothing that came close to cuddling with your boyfriend in front of a fire."

Maybe it was strange for him to think that more intimiate than actual sexual intercourse, but it truly felt that way.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

The "boyfriend" label attached to him was still surreal, but it felt good to hear. In confirmation of this thought, he leaned against Thor's side.

Another thought followed. He fought with himself over saying it, but the combination of the spirits and the calming flame drew it out. In Vino Veritas.

"I've kissed plenty in my life, I'll grant that." Tony's eyes drifted shut. "There was never anyone else but Pepper. Or you."

[st_ormbreaker]

It's strange, being even put remotely on the same level with Pepper. The two of them once went on about Jane and Pepper, trying to one-up one another until Maria made some comment about testosterone.

And it's that comparison that makes him ask it.

"When did you --" Thor uncharacteristically hesitates for a moment, not sure, entirely of what words he should be using. "-- realize you had feelings for me?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Besides the night I challenged you to hold me and you did?" Tony recalled that moment. It had been a total bluff that lead to a follow through he had no idea he wanted.

Coming up on his lowest low, and there Thor was. Smacking into the hard sky with him like a pair of perfectly good morons while their song played them off.

"You and Pepper--you wrestle with the doors I shut but you both make me want to let you in. That's all."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor press his face against Tony's neck.

"I'm used to getting what I want," Thor says. He plants a kiss on the little space beneath Tony's perfectly-shaped ear. "But even if I wasn't --" Thor pulls his face away. "-- I'd still end up giving you a hard time."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Squirming at a snail's pace, the vague tickling sensation brought a grin forth.

"Same question, while we're being honest..."