Loki chuckled at the other. “I think your in denial, or are a sex addict, hard to be sure which.” Loki teased, smiling at the other. She leaned into the hand on her cheek before kissing him. Just because she could before she gently massaged his face, then neck, down his chest. Humming as she worked, skipping over his cock and rubbing his hips before moving down his legs again before grinning as she slid back up and ran her lips along his cock. Taking her time with this just as much as she had the massage.<br/><br/>“Thanks Jay.” Tony said as the cars where all replaced before he shrugged at her. “I got really bad for a while... I couldn’t sleep without a suit right next to me.” He smiles at her. “I know you and Pep don’t really, uh... get along?” He wasn’t sure that was the right word. “But you two tag teaming me into Therapy is probably the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time.” Tony admitted. “Honestly... I think he keeps waiting for more. He looks at us funny sometimes, like he’s just waiting for us to snap and beat the shit out of him.” It made Tony cringe when he saw that look on Loki’s face. All too familiar with it. He’s watched people the same way his entire childhood. “It would be hilarious. Can you imagine the headlines?” Tony asked with a laugh. “Course you could drive a bus.” Tony teases. “We could paint it like the American flag and set up speakers underneath that blast the national anthem.” He snickered before nodding. “And they make trucks capable of seating like. Ten people now.” Tony agreed as he examined the list. He had no idea about cars that people actually drove. He didn’t drive, one too many panic attacks behind the wheel. He collected cars, old ones. He didn’t have much to do with the new ones.