It was the rush that had him doing it over and over again, looking into green flecked brown eyes, when Bruce looked at him with irritation and border line anger Tony was just thinking about how he would push him harder next time. Why would this time be any different?

He grinned as his Captain turned his head he could feel the exasperation in waves flowing steadily from the other man. Tony turned his own back towards the Capsicle he suppressed his smirk by drinking the steaming cup of coffee. He would relish the time he saw those huge fists clench again.

He gave another shiver as thunder crashed again and he looked up into furious and sad blue eyes. The big guy was an open book, so you have to understand that he couldn't just leave the 'Loki' subject alone now could he. Besides who knew when they would get this much rain again, and he would make sure he'd be the one to bring it.

Natasha and Clint gave him the most deadly glares and for once their bodies tensed and the Widow hand twitched as she tried not to turn the knife on him. It wasn't any different than the other times he called her Natalie or that he questioned Barton's skill, but for him it always felt like the first time.

It's not like he hated his team mates but the knowledge that he was the weakest made him just want to push every boundary. So maybe it was wrong but the adrenaline rush was something he felt addicted to and if someone thought he was going to give it up they were crazy.

"I can't take him anymore," Steve said they were in the middle of a 'team bonding exercise' which Tony had skipped out of and the others were already agreeing with him at this point they weren't even being hesitant .

Natasha nodded from her spot beside a perched Barton," So what are we going to do it's his tower, we can't just kick him out."

Bruce leaned forward beside a grim and irritated Thor," And talking isn't going to help, not with Tony."

"You know out of all the things I saw coming you guys talking behind my back were not one of them," Tony said. He was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face, in the back of his mind he saw this coming all he could do was hope they wouldn't leave him. But then the need was back and he couldn't give less of a shit.

"What do you expect dude all you've done is be a douche to us since day one," Clint shouted getting off the couch and crossing his hands.

"So what I own this tower you're lucky I let you stay," Tony said crossing his arms and straightening his back attempting to get the height advantage but failing miserably. The feeling was back maybe he'd get the biggest rush by doing all of his teammates in the same room but something was missing.

"You asked me to come here and practically had to beg me to stay," Bruce looking up at him through narrowed eyes, Tony wanted him to open them so he could see the anger and the control in them. But before he could speak Steve was in front of him and the only thing that Tony could see was his angry blue eyes peering down at him and Steve grabbed his shoulder in an iron grip and yanked him over to the couch and as Steve sat down Tony couldn't but say something as the feeling bubbled again.

"What the hell are you doing Capsi—" He was pulled into Steve's lap abruptly and Tony tried to squirm but a hand was on his back in a second.

"We used to boys like you back in the Army always arrogant never followed orders," Tony resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the bullshit that spewed from Steve's lips."There was only one way to get them to shut up."

Steve wound his hand back as the rest of the Avengers watched with slightly concerned and interested looks, and then the blonde man brought down his hand with a loud clap driving Tony forward until he was pressed harshly against Steve's lap.

"What the fuck Steve stop!" Tony shouted loudly squirming harder until the hand was brought down again and again, but that's not what made him freeze maybe it was the way tears were brought to his eyes, or the stinging, numbing painful sensation in his ass, or maybe it was the fact that his teammates watched them with smirks and barely retained smiles at his punishment not helping him at all even though he didn't deserve it. It wasn't those things that made him freeze but they were definitely the things that were getting him hard.

"Acting like your better than us." Slap. "Not listening to orders." Slap, barely restrained gasp on Tony's behalf. "Being so god damned disrespectful!" Another slap that caused Tony to cling against gray workout pants.

And then the world stopped as Tony let out a desperate moan," Please stop Steve I'm sorry!" A calloused quickly grabbed his hair and through tear filled eyes he could barely make out Clint's face, "I don't think you are," his voice growled huskily in his ears.

And pure ecstasy rushed through far more compelling than the rush he got when he pushed them farther than he probably ever did, but why he stop now with a hand pulling his hair and another causing such painful pleasure," Who asked you Barton." And then he was off Steve's lap and into another his fate decided by simple glances between the two.

Another clap filled the air and against his own better judgment he began to hump ever so slightly hoping his movements were small enough to not be noticed, he couldn't take the thought of checking so he buried his face into the muscled lap below him content on releasing his soft moans and whimpers there all the while shifting to keep his erection away from Clint's thigh but how could he when that big strong hand continued to slam against him, and fuck if he didn't deserve it. But then a hand was at his waist band the same as the one that kept his shoulders firmly down began to pull down.

Tony's head shot up and he was going to protest when Natasha was suddenly there putting her hand where Barton's was shoving him back down again and her face was next to his whispering darkly to him while red tinted tan skin was revealed to the rest of them Barton whistled loudly.

"Do you really think we would spare you of the discomfort you've caused us, that we'd let you go after a pitiful spanking? No we're going to make this much worse for you," Natasha said in a silky voice and he could hear the Russian accent peaking in her dark fury. Tony couldn't help himself especially after her petite hand reached back and pinched the darkest spot on his ass. He let out a loud hiss and through clenched teeth he said, "Fuck you Natalie!"

To that she simply clicked her own teeth and made a small motion with her hand and the archer shoved Tony off him and grabbed him by his neck and forced his face into the couch. All the warning Tony got was rustling and the a soft clinking sound when a bright light crossed his vision as pain rushed through him, it was all too much for him and the feeling of his cock rubbing the couch at every bite of the belt into his ass his senses were on overload and when the belt came down he began to hump moaning into the couch at every thrust of his hips into leather cushions.

Thor reached over and grabbed a handful of Tony's rather large as in between spankings and began to yank him over into the loveseat the God and scientist had been sharing Bruce had been watching the whole time with lustful expression and he placed his glasses off to the side. Thor pulled Tony into his lap relishing the hiss Tony gave the God leaned forward and whispered into his ear uncaring of his own beard rubbing Tony's skin harshly. "I want you in my room naked before I get there." He turned to Bruce ignoring the short man scrambling of his lap," Will you be joining him Son of Banner , you are the only one who hasn't enjoyed the Boy of Iron." Bruce chuckled then nodded standing following Thor towards the Gods room.

The ever so silent Steve muttered under his breath," So we can't join in…"