“Oh, come ooooooon, just give it a try!”
Loki eyed the glob of brown on the tip of the spoon distastefully.
“Pretty please? Don’t you trust me?”
Tony gave a pout and brought the spoon closer to Loki’s face.
Sighing, the god rolled his eyes.
“You’re not going to give this up, are you?”
A wide grin broke out on Tony’s face.
Loki sighed again and closed his eyes for the inevitable. Leaning forward, he steadied the spoon with one hand and gave it a tentative lick.
“Sooooo…? You like it? You like it, don’t you? Don’t you?”
Tony took the spoon back and put it in his mouth, re-screwing the cap on the jar of Nutella and sliding it forward to Loki.
Loki kept his face schooled and shrugged, before standing and walking back to their room.
(If all the Nutella mysteriously started to disappear and turn up empty a few hours later, Tony kept quiet about it. He won this one.)