The silly trickster had stolen a kiss! It was a lovely kiss too, for all that it was soft and chaste and perfect. You were going to have to get him back for stealing it, though. And there was only one proper way to do that. You were just going to have to steal the kiss back from him.

You went to finish cleaning up the dishes, but found that Loki had already done it with magic. You smiled at his thoughtfulness and reevaluated your plans for the evening. You had the day off of work tomorrow, and no homework to finish, so you could actually relax and have a quiet evening. So you headed up to your room to find pajamas and a book. The pleasant icy feeling of Loki's kiss was wearing off by the time you made it to your room and your wolf was pacing anxiously in your mind as the heat of too much power and the moon's call flooded back over you. So you dressed in summer pajamas and left your room with your book to take Loki up on his offer.

He never let anyone in his room, not even Thor, but you'd been in there a few times now, always with his express permission, and always with him there, until tonight. You wouldn't betray his trust, but he had told you that you were invited to spend the evening there. You opened his door slowly and felt the relief instantly at the room that was ten degrees cooler than the rest of the tower; Loki was a frost giant and liked the cold. So you slipped in and shut the door behind you so the cold didn't escape.

You laughed when you saw the steaming teapot on his nightstand and the teacup waiting for you. Silly Trickster was of the belief that tea fixed almost everything. He'd known you would take him up on his offer. You did question if he had left the tea for you, or for himself for when he got back from his mission, but there was a note next to the teacup:

Feel better, little wolf ~L

You smiled and sipped on your tea reading in the comfortable solace of Loki's wonderfully cool room.

*

You felt an icy cold hand on your forehead hours later. You had dozed off reading, laying on top of the blankets on Loki's bed. Even that didn't wake you enough. You were safe and comfortable here and the wolf just wanted to sleep before she came out to play tomorrow. "You feel cooler at least," Loki commented softly. You managed to crack your eyes open. "Sorry, love. I didn't mean to wake you, I just wanted to see how you were doing. Go back to sleep,"

"Thank you," you murmured as your eyes closed again.

"Anytime, little wolf," his voice was warm and kind as he covered you with a thin summer blanket, warm enough for Loki's gesture of kindness, but not enough to rekindle the heat of the moon's call. He leaned down to kiss your forehead. "You're safe here. I'll go bunk with Thor. His shrieks of surprise are such fun when my icy toes touch his back."

You actually opened your eyes again at that. "You're not staying? It's your room," you protested, but could hear the exhaustion in your voice. You had to rest before tomorrow. The wolf was quite insistent on that.

He smiled reassuringly at you. "I am not a monster. I would not presume permission to spend the night with a lady. And you, little wolf, are not awake enough to give it,"

"Am too," you protested sleepily. "Stay. For sleep only. There's plenty of bed. I won't kick you from your room. I'll go back to my own room if you refuse to stay," you added. He hesitated, obviously unsure whether to believe you, so you moved to leverage yourself back to a sitting position, feeling the heat and anxiety return the second you moved. The wolf wanted to sleep in the nice cold room that smelled like the Loki she liked so well. She wanted to rest tonight so you could play tomorrow.

"Fine, fine, lie back down, annoying puppy," he grumbled at you, noticing how your face flushed again when you moved. You laughed, but did as you were told for once. A few minutes later he climbed in to the opposite side of the bed, burrowing comfortably under the blankets, like a normal person in a chilly room in November. He needen't have worried, the bed was big enough that you could both lie in it comfortably without even touching.

And yet, the next morning you found that he was lying on his back and you were using his chest as a pillow, curled comfortably around his cool form, like you had been friends or more for years and not just a month. You had never felt so comfortable the morning of the full moon. Your eyes snapped open when you realized he was absently petting your hair. "Sorry," you murmured and moved to disentangle yourself from him, flushing terribly in embarrassment.

"Oh, yes, such a terrible thing to be sorry for, little wolf. It is such a hardship to wake with a beautiful woman in my arms," he teased with a smirk. You flushed at the compliment.

"I'm no such thing," you told him firmly.

He bopped your nose with a long finger. "Don't lie to the god of lies," he scolded gently, making you laugh. "And were I uncomfortable with a little cuddling, I would not have invited you to stay, or agreed when you told me to. I know the dangers of sharing any space with a werewolf, much less a sleeping space, you are an incorrigible cuddler, little wolf," he teased. You laughed and grinned at his lighthearted approach to cheering you up. It worked, but you still disentangled yourself to your own side of the bed, which you noticed now was the side furthest from the door. He'd set himself to be your protector, as per usual. You wrapped your blanket around your shoulders as he sat up too. "You're in a better mood than expected," he told you, his tone a question.

"I think this is the best I've ever felt the morning of a full moon," you told him with a smile. "The temper will come, soon, though, once the wolf wakes," you added before he got too hopeful. You got out of the bed, your blanket shawl wrapped around you. "I need to get a shower and find real clothes. Thank you again for letting me stay here. This really is the best I've ever felt the morning of a full moon."

"Anytime," he replied with a smile as he climbed out of the bed too. You went to him and stood on your toes to kiss his cheek, but kissed him instead, moving at the last moment to steal the kiss.

"You stole one yesterday," you told him when he looked at you surprised. "I had to steal it back," you added with a grin. You opened the door to his room, glanced up and down the hall quickly to make sure no one was watching who would tease you, and made your way back to your own room with a wave to Loki. He still looked shocked, and pleased, and your impromptu kiss.

By the time you were out of the shower you felt like death again. You tried your hair painstakingly and threw it up into a messy bun so it would stay off of the back of your neck. Damn wolf was awake and wanted to play, and she couldn't until tonight. Your eyes were bright blue, though you were in control, a warning to the world that you were only barely in control. You wore a pair of jeans and desperately missed your favorite pair that had been destroyed, they had been the perfect amount of worn in. You also found a t-shirt in your dresser that smelled like Loki, though you had no idea how it had gotten there. It was also the perfect amount of too-big. It actually got a smile out of you, and your wolf relaxed marginally. Damn wolf liked Loki too much.

You left your room to go track down something to eat, knowing you'd have to eat something and grumbling about it because you didn't want to, you just wanted to sleep until the sun set. But that was illogical, so breakfast came first.

"Morning," Cap greeted you from the dining room table where he was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.

"Morning, Cap," you replied, brushing off your manners for him. You gave him a grudging kiss on the cheek when he looked at you concerned. It was usually an automatic thing for team dad to get a kiss on the cheek from you.

"Are you going to eat something today?" he asked, still concerned. Apparently he had noticed how little you'd eaten yesterday.

You nodded. "Anything made already?" you asked. He shook his head.

"It's Monday, no one cooks on Monday," he reminded you. You nodded and went to steal some of Thor's poptarts instead of trying to cook something. You waited patiently for the toaster to release the cooked poptarts and glared at Thor when he grabbed them from the toaster first.

"Thor!" you protested, aiming a kick at his shin with a growl.

"My poptarts," he reminded you, pleasantly. You pouted up at him with tears in your blue eyes, so he relented and gave you one of the four you had made and threw another two packages in the toaster. When the rest of them popped up, you snagged three and let Thor have the last one.

You curled up on your couch with your breakfast. "Wolf-girl, Pepper said you took the day off today," Tony greeted you. You nodded brusquely, your wolf put on edge by Tony's presence and tone. He was trying to push your buttons. You heard it in his voice.

"I do every full moon," you reminded him as Loki joined you on the couch, freshly showered and carrying tea for you both. You offered him half of your poptarts in exchange. He accepted the exchange gladly and ruffled your hair affectionately. "I told her originally that I'm pagan and need the full moon off to celebrate my religion. I always make up the hours, so she doesn't care. I'm sure she knows the real reason now," you shrugged, trying to be pleasant to Tony. It was hard, but you were trying. Had he not been trying to push your buttons it might have even worked.

"Hey, give me one of those, since you're sharing, I've got to get to the office for once," Tony indicated the poptarts. You growled, actually wolf-growled at him.

"Get your own," you snarled at him.

"You're a bitch in the morning," he replied, grumpy probably due to no sleep and no coffee making his tongue stupid. You were on your feet an instant later, holding him off the ground by his throat, only the absolute last of your control keeping you from crushing his windpipe or shifting your claws. Loki was calmly sipping on his tea and guarding your food while the rest of the team looked shocked and confused by the chain of events.

"Don't call me a bitch," you snarled at him, holding him higher off of the ground. It was no strain on your arm, the strain was only because you were so short and getting the proper angle was difficult.

"You shared with that asshole, and not going anywhere, you can make more!" Tony protested, fighting for words around your hand on his throat. You growled again and your wolf took over for one horrible instant. It was the instant where she decide that defenestration was the proper response to Tony calling you a bitch, trying to steal your food, and calling your best friend an asshole. So she launched Tony out of the window on the 30th floor of the building. You just stared in horror at what she'd done.

Loki was at your side in an instant, wrapped an arm calmly around your waist, and pulled you to safety moments before one of the ironman suits flew out of the window to go save Tony. It would have taken you out of the window with it if Loki hadn't saved you.

"How often does that happen around here?" you finally asked when no one seemed to bat an eyelash. Clint gestured to the dry erase board next to the window with his spoon as he proceeded to shove more cereal into his mouth. The dry erase board had a bunch of tally marks on it, but no one had explained what those marks were for. Nat added another one to the collection.

"That makes fifty since Thor and Loki have both lived here. It's usually one of the two of them who have to remind Tony to watch his tongue," Nat replied pleasantly, "though I've got a couple on the board too. Cap technically has one too."

"That wasn't my fault!" Cap protested. "We were being attacked, it was the only way to save his life,"

"Jarvis has an emergency protocol set up to save Tony when he has pissed off someone enough to get himself defenestrated," Bruce explained as he peeked out the window to see how Jarvis was doing on that. "Jarvis, kindly tell Pepper that Tony will be late to the office as he got thrown out out of the window again,"

"Yes, Doctor Banner," Jarvis replied.

"Stark was warned," Nat reminded you kindly. "Besides, he should know better than to call a werewolf a bitch and try to steal food from anyone around here," she shrugged and went back to her own breakfast.

Loki got you settled back on the couch and pestered you until you began to eat. "Stark was warned," he reminded you calmly. You nodded, that was true. "And I will fix the window once he gets back up here. No harm done, except that he might think before he insults you on the full moon again,"

"Her temper is much more prickly than the Hulk's," Tony announced when he flew back through the window in full ironman suit.

"You were trying to see if you could get her to throw you out the window?" Cap demanded, standing from the table to confront Tony over his stupidity.

Tony shrugged and laughed. "I had to know where the line is," he replied pleasantly. "Thor still has the best throw, he goes for distance,"

"I hope you're not planning on pissing her off enough that she gets practice," Cap grumbled, but let the issue go since no harm was actually done.

"Nah, it was only funny the first time," Tony replied. He turned to you. "Pepper knows it's my fault I got thrown out the window, don't worry. She said she'll see you at work tomorrow after your classes, and of course you never have to ask for a full-moon off again. You're automatically excused from all of them." You nodded, touched by Pepper's thoughtfulness. "Reindeer Games, wait until I'm out of the window again before fixing it," Tony ordered. You looked up at him and growled.

Loki placed a hand on your shoulder. "He always calls me that. He means no harm," Loki told you calmly. "Go, I'll fix the window," he told Tony in reply, keeping his hand on your shoulder until Tony had flown off. Moments later the window was repaired with a flash of green magic.

The team spent the morning showing you security footage of each time Tony had gotten thrown out the window. You were rolling in laughter before it was over. They were all great. Tony was right, Thor tended to throw him the farthest from the building, though Loki had almost gotten the same distance once when Tony was being particularly stupid. Nat's throws were impressive too, especially when she thigh-grappled him out of the window for suggesting that she was on her period. The other time she picked him up and threw him because he claimed that she couldn't. Your throwing of Tony was the last on the compilation and Thor and Loki both congratulated your technique, which just made you laugh harder, surprised that had been the reaction of the team to you throwing one of the members through the window.

And yet, it was the exact perfect reaction.