Stark Industries Loft, Late Friday

[tyler_gone]

So there'd been a date. Dinner, anyhow. And, given everything, it had gone ... not bad. Well enough to get them to bed, anyhow, and that had been fantastic.

The problem was, once they were all curled up and close in bed, Tyler fell asleep. And when he woke up from a dream about the feel of intestines slipping over his hands ... he wasn't the same Tyler, and Tony was in the lab blasting rock at a volume that would have made a teenager's ears bleed.

Also, Tyler was bored. "Jarvis?"

[OOC: For the person who let me mod him through sex, and his robot friend.]

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[tyler_gone]

"Sure." Tyler accepted the glass and threw it back. "So how did things go down there?"

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Tony eyed him for a moment before shaking himself out of that. "I'll need to have Boxer test it, but it's almost good to go."

[tyler_gone]

"I think she's still getting over last week. Might be a while before she's ready."

Unlike Tyler, who was so perfectly fine with it all that he was taking a vacation from reality.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Riiiiight.

"I'll leave her a voicemail."

And traumatize someone else unknowingly.

[tyler_gone]

"That's a plan," Tyler said, and shifted like a man who was never totally comfortable if he was still. "Is anything open? Nothing's open. We could go to Baltimore."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Baltimore? At--" Tony looked at the clock. "--three in the morning?"

Close enough.

[tyler_gone]

"It's only 2:50," Tyler corrected with a smirk. "By the time we get there, the good clubs will just be shutting down. What, were you gonna sleep?"

He said it like it was a disease.

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Unless you had plans to keep me up that didn't involve the paparazzi."

[tyler_gone]

"Not your world," Tyler reminded him, but hesitated.

Honestly, the ethics of making out with Tony made his head hurt. Idiot Boy was an idiot, but he cared about the guy and would admit it. Which was more than he could normally do. Bad idea for Tyler to wreck it.

So. "I think you should try to get some sleep," he offered. "Maybe when we wake up we'll see what else we can come up with."

[not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com]

Tony just eyed him for a moment before downing his scotch. "Coming along soon?"

[tyler_gone]

"Eventually."

That was as much as he could promise.