[[continued from [x] @trust-my-glorious-purpose
Loki entered into the office with a coffee for Tony and another round of flowers and chocolates from someone who wanted to court him. "Good morning! Coffee for you and where would you like me to set these? Sent from, uhhh... Oh, an anonymous." Loki had set down the coffee and looked at the accompanying card. Loki had successfully lived his life as an assistant in Stark Industries under the guise of a Beta. Taking suppressants regularly had helped him keep up that facade, but an issue with renewing that prescription could put that front in danger. He leaned against the desk to ease the weight of the flowers off his arms for a moment. "Anything else I can grab for you for now? Otherwise I can make sure that the board room is ready for today's meeting."
Tony had half-heartedly tried to get Loki into bed when he'd first been hired, but he hadn't tried again after being rejected. That just wouldn’t be classy. "Thanks, Loke. Can you put the flowers in a vase somewhere public where people can enjoy them? And toss the card.” He didn’t often get flowers--alpha men usually didn’t--so he was a little bit charmed, but they weren’t personal. They weren’t from someone who knew him and knew that he’d like the flowers, so they could only be so lovely.
He frowned as Loki moved and he caught a whiff of something unusual. It was... but it was probably just wishful thinking. “Is that a new scent? It smells nice.”
