Waking up in Vegas

Tony woke up groaning. His head was pounding, no more alcohol for him. Glancing around, he guessed he was in a motel room. He sat up stretching. When he caught someone, he looked over. What he saw caused his breath to hitch in his throat. Loki lay asleep next to him. Their clothes were scattered around the room and Tony groaned. He'd slept with Loki. So much for keeping your enemies close. He pulled his shirt on and stared at a wedding ring his finger. Had he... Had he married Loki?

The God of Mischief grumbled as he woke up, suffering from a hangover as bad as Tony's. He saw Tony dressing and coughed a little.

"Where are we?"

"Vegas... And we got married."

"My Father is going to flip..."