alloyman[He didn't even really have to try to drink himself into a stupor- and he didn't really want to, for once.
As soon as Loki's door closed, Tony just rolled over on the couch, staring up at the ceiling as he tried to figure things out. Made out with a god, probably jeopardized his current relationship, made out with a god, probably broke a few rules as far as the SHIELD rulebook went, definitely broke some crossuniversal laws about shoving his tongue down the throat of a prince of Asgard, and he made out with a god.
Ex-god. Whatever.
But he found it very, very worrisome that he was not as disgusted with himself as he thought he should've been. Instead it was just a feeling of rebellion and... lingering concern for Pepper. Often Tony didn't think about what he did and that worked out just fine for him-
Except now he has to worry about Pepper. But what can he do? No one else will take Loki.
I have my jailer and that's all.
.... it's unfair on a couple different levels, but the hangover coupled with everything else leave Tony still on the couch in the morning. So much for 'not falling asleep in the open' and not leaving himself open for attack.
Oddly enough, that's becoming less and less of a concern.]