The day Loki took Tony captive was a day none of his teammates would ever forget. The day was quiet and simple, Tony working in his lab when Loki arrived in a flash of green light. He'd wrapped his arms around the mortal almost too fast for the cameras to see, and they were gone in a heartbeat. Tony himself hadn't even had time to drop a snarky comment about the god's appearance in his lab before he was taken. Loki's home on Midgard was a simple place, open and warm, save for the cage in a corner of the room. This was where Tony was shoved, a cuff closing around his ankle when Loki snapped his fingers. The god smirked, eyes bright.
"Now, my little one, you are mine."
