[ definitely Jason being deliberately gross when no one else is around. Loki's hand wanders to the hem of his shirt, slips up beneath and draws long, cool fingers over his stomach. he goes between skin and bandages, wandering along his belly curiously, as if the contact will give him some insight. ]

I'll have to take you to the bedroom for that, and I'm not sure that I want your pretty face gone as an ornament from the couch just yet.

[ he sounds playful. ]