Hello, Dears!

Yes, yes, I know I should be writing In Plain Sight, but last week´s chapter is finished, I just have to type it, and this week´s is nearly done too, so relax, and waste some time in my useless fluff.

Disclaimer: Avengers= not mine. Sorry.


Try and Error

"Barton"

Clint stopped in his tracks. He hadn´t yet gotten used to Loki not being immediately catalogued as an enemy, and that voice still sent a pang of recognition to his stomach.

"Yes?" He looked back over his shoulder, to where the god leaned on a threshold. The slight smirk and the arched eyebrow sent another pang that didn´t exactly stay in his middle region. He knew exactly what he wanted.

"Yes, Boss?" That widened the smirk in the god´s face.

"Come here." He disappeared into the room.

And Clint followed.

"Good job, Barton"

Clint watched the white extension of skin that was the god´s back presented to him. He forced himself to avoid running a hand over it.

"I still don´t trust you."

"I don´t recall asking you to." Loki twisted on the bed. Clint knew he was doing it to tease him, but honestly, he couldn´t bring himself to care.

"I can´t say this surprises me."

Loki smiled in regards to Natasha´s phrase, leaning up to kiss her full lips. He allowed her to pinch his hands over his head from where she stood, straddling his lap.

"I like my women strong"

She let a hand go of his wrists, to slap him lightly. Probably nothing she could do with her naked hands could hurt him seriously, but she wasn´t really in the mood to do just that right now, anyways.

"And I like my men obedient" She whispered in his ears. "You´re in for a task."

"Gladly." Loki answered, and let himself be pushed on his back.

Loki ran a hand over the curve of Natsha´s waist. She sat up and looked down at him, all sharp angles and fiery red tones under the sunlight coming from the window.

"You have five minutes to get out." Was all she said, and Loki laughed. He wasn´t expecting anything less.

Bruce stared, amazed, at his hands. They were normal colored and sized, maybe even a bit bruised. Last thing he remembered was raging up into what he knew was the worst hulking out since he´d joined the Avengers, and what made it terrifying was that he had been completely out of control, for the first time in years. He hadn´t managed to calm down until… He looked up to find Loki smirking at him.

"It was easy, actually. A matter of tricking your body into thinking there was no threat in sight. I should have thought it sooner." The sorcerer explained. "But don't thank me right now. I have yet to see which one of you I like the most."

Bruce couldn't help it. He pulled the god ´s arm, and crushed him into a hug, laughing. The god had just involuntarily saved thousands of people. Loki rolled his eyes.

"I should have known…" And he pulled himself free, to stare directly at Bruce. "I like to be thanked a bit differently." He added, his hand tracing a very obvious track down Bruce´s chest and stomach. Bruce, still laughing, shook his head and leaned in to kiss his chin. What did he care? The god had earned it. Loki smirked again and pushed him against the wall.

"Hulk out for me, Banner."

"That was fun."

"Most fun I´ve had since the other guy came around."

"I must admit, you are a very considerate lover."

"It was just a thank you."

"Well, thank you."

"Loki?"

"Ah, shut up." He pushed the blond hard, mixing in a bit of magic to make him topple to the floor.

"But what…"

"Do I really look like I came here to chat, Thor?" And really, after that the bigger Norse had no time to keep asking.

"I… Demand an explanation."

"That comes to confirm you´re a bit dumber than I thought."

"Brother…"

"I´ll just go now." He knew he shouldn´t take such delight in Thor´s confusion, but it was just too perfect.

"I´m not comfortable with this, Loki…" Steve was shut up by a lean finger pressed lightly to his lips.

"And why is that, dear captain?" A naughty spark shone in the trickster´s eyes. Steve sighed.

"I couldn´t even begin to list the reasons."

"I´m sorry then Rogers dearest." He thumbed the blond´s cheekbone. "Imagine this is just a game… How would you do it?"

Steve sighed again, before closing his eyes and blushing. He took Loki´s hand in his and kissed it. The god smiled, and resolved to take pity on him.

"Look at me."

Restraining a wince, Steve did and his eyes widened on their own, when they caught sight of the raven haired beauty in front of him. Curvy and voluptuous, she reminded him of his time´s pinup girls.

He could still see Loki in her face, but…

"This certainly makes it a bit easier."

"You´re as simple as any other, Rogers."

"It´ll have to do, I guess." Loki sighed, and Steve blushed furiously.

"You… I did everything!"

"Of course you did… If I had wanted it all according to the manual, it would have been gorgeous." He shrugged. "Sorry, Rogers, I want someone who writes their own rules."

"Aren´t you even going to ask why I´m here?" Loki stretched on the expensive couch, shamelessly naked, and watched Tony as he assessed him.

"Doesn´t take much to figure it out." He smirked.

"Finally, someone with a brain." And he made room in the couch, when the billionaire walked in towards him.

"I could live like this." Tony crossed his arms behind head, and closed his eyes.

"Cut on the mortal whores and it´s a deal." Loki pulled the sheets over himself, enjoying the softness off the mattress. "Do you even have something to talk about afterwards?"

Tony grinned. "That´s why I don´t keep them." And he caressed the soft black hair spread over the pillow. "Why did it take you so long?"

"Try and error."

"You´ll have to give me the details."


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