Steve smiled at the receptionist on Stark tower, ignoring her lustful look as she took in his sweat drenched t shirt and his shorts. He had been out running all morning and was now stopping by the tower for a shower and some lunch.
He hummed to himself in the elevator going up to the shared Avengers floor. As the doors opened and he stepped out he was rather confused at the lack of his team mates. Usually, you could find Thor and Clint trying to best each other on Mario Kart and Natasha watching them fondly whilst reading a magazine; but there was no one.
Steve shook it off as maybe they went down to the gym for some training and continued towards his bedroom. He turned the corner and froze; he could hear what sounded like pained grunts coming from Loki's room.
The God of Mischief had 'turned over a new leaf' and had joined them as an Avenger. Although that didn't stop him causing some kind of harmless pranks throughout the city every now and then when he was bored. Steve shuddered; he could still feel the sticky gooeyness of the giant marshmallows in central park, trying to wash that out of his hair and clothes was a nightmare.
Steve moved towards the God's door and knocked softly,
"Loki?" he called concerned; he could now hear moans as well as grunt. He must really be hurt, "Are you okay? You sound hurt,"
Steve frowned when no answer came, although he could've sworn he heard a giggle from behind the door.
Worried for his team mate, Steve shouldered the door hard causing it to fly off its hinges. As the door crashed to the floor, two pairs of eyes: one a stunning emerald green and the other a perfect chocolate brown, swivelled to face him.
"What the hell Steve?" cried the pissed off form of Tony Stark who was currently nude and trapped beneath a certain God that was straddling his hips.
"Oh my god," Steve balked at the two on the bed, noting at neither of them moved to cover themselves. In fact, Loki looked almost smug as he sat astride the tinkerer.
"Feel free to join us if you'd like, dear Captain," Loki purred, his eyes filled with amusement and mischief, "Plenty of room for another one," he licked his lips pointedly causing Tony to supress a laugh at the look on Steve's face.
The blonde man looked as though he was about to combust, "No! I-I I'm so sorry!" he stuttered before running out the room leaving behind two very amused men.
"That was mean," Tony slapped Loki's thigh hard as the god smirked.
"No that was fun," Loki countered, "What's mean is you slapping my thigh when we both know what it does to me,"
"Well then I better start making it up to you, shouldn't I?" Tony smirked and rolled them over to do just that.