Paintball Saturdays were usually a fun occasion, but I was dreading it this time. It would be the first time Bucky and I were in the same vicinity since we had our fight. He'd been avoiding me since that night, not coming near the area where my workstation was, avoiding the kitchen when I was there, and generally making himself scarce as far as I was concerned. It was starting to piss me off, and I had already decided I was going to confront him and tell him to grow the fuck up and quit it with the high school-esque silent treatment.

Loki and I arrived to find the others already there. Steve was in his role as referee over the match. Bucky and Sam were there along with Natasha and Yelena. Thor and Carol had been banned from our games considering that the last time they played with us the team was banned from the state of Pennsylvania for a year.

Since I was the last to arrive, I got stuck with pink. Again. I was never going to get red.

I was busy putting on my vest and loading pink paintballs into my gun when Bucky himself decided to break the ice.

He took a deep breath and, trying to keep his voice low, told me, "Look, Tracy, I want to apologize for storming out on you like I did. I thought about it and you may have a point."

I "may" have a point? I raised an eyebrow, wondering if I should take this apology.

"I said some things that I regret, and I'm really sorry. We okay?"

I stared at Bucky, debating. The others had caught on to the conversation and were paying attention while pretending that they weren't.

Bucky fidgeted when I didn't say anything. He scratched the back of his head. "Um...would it help if I did the apology dance from Good Omens?"

I considered it. Steve and Sam both perked up when they saw me thinking about it. Loki just nudged me and hissed, "Pet..."

I sensed surprise coming from the others. Yes, guys and gals, I had long ago developed an appreciation for the irony that was having the God of Mischief telling me to behave.

"It's fine," I said to Bucky. "But I'm not the only one you need to apologize to."

"I know," Bucky nodded in acknowledgement. "I'll take care of it, promise."

And just like that, we were alright again. Steve divided us into teams. Loki and the Widows made one. Bucky, Sam, and I made the other. It was as close to even as we were going to get, with a super soldier and an angel on one side and a god on the other. We all set out to our starting points and waited for Steve's signal to head out.

Remembering the Widows' tendencies to take the high road, I jumped and landed about twenty feet in the upper branches of a tree. It gave me a better vantage point and it would make it harder for Yelena and Nat to surprise me. The two women were sneaky as snakes. Even with my enhanced senses and empathy they both managed to get the drop on me way too often for my liking.

Balancing on a limb, I moved quietly, managing not to shake up the tree overly much. No more than it would bend in a breeze. I hopped from one limb to another and kept going since I could smell butter and sugar in the air. Yelena's scent.

It was after hopping five trees that I ran into trouble. The limb had looked sturdy, but I was wrong. Something had weakened it and the tree limb cracked under my feet and down I went, hitting every branch on the way to the ground.

The landing knocked the air out of me. I smelled bubblegum coming towards me and realized that Steve must have seen. My face burning with embarrassment, I took a breath to assure him I was okay.

"Look out!" Steve shouted coming into view, and then he grimaced when the limb landed with a crash right on top of me.

It took a few minutes, but I eventually muttered, "Ow."

My healing abilities made it so that I had no lingering soreness from my fight with the tree. The only thing that was hurting was my pride. Loki's fussing wasn't helping matters.

"For the last time," I said as we arrived home and I felt the shower calling to me, "I'm fine."

"You were very quiet on the way home, Pet."

"I was embarrassed! I fell out of a tree. I'm still embarrassed. "

"These things happen, love…"

"Yes, and they keep happening to me. I can't catch a break." I headed to the bedroom and began stripping. Yes, I was pissing and moaning. I fell out of a tree. I was entitled to piss and moan.

"Look at it as a lesson, my Pet. Next time you will know to jump immediately upon hearing the faintest hint of a crack from the branch beneath your feet." I saw him take his shirt off then go to the dresser and pull out my bottle of lotion. "Alright. On the bed."

I paused. "What?"

"I am going to rub you down."

"Loki, I'm alright. I'm not even sore. It's a benefit of being an angel."

Loki's smile had teeth. "Humor me."

"I'm filthy!"

A flash of green light engulfed me for a moment and all the grime I was covered in was gone. "Any more excuses, Pet? If you do not desire my touch, you need only say that."

When he put it that way…

I sighed and stretched out on the bed, lying on my stomach. I didn't need the massage, but it was hard to look at Loki and not want his hands on me. The god was sex personified.

I felt the bed bend under his weight and then he was straddling my hips, pouring lotion all over my bare back. He was nice enough to use his magic to warm it first. He began with soft, easy strokes and then gradually shifted to deep, bone-melting kneading of my muscles. I moaned in bliss. Okay, maybe I did need the massage, and ooohhh Loki knew what he was doing.

His fingers dug into the back of my neck, rubbing it in circular patterns that eased tension I didn't know I had before he moved down to press into my shoulders. I was limp, a lump of putty in his hands, and I melted further when I felt his erection on my backside.

His upper body leaned down to crush me beneath him and I felt his lips on my spine and his cock press further into my ass. I whimpered to encourage him to keep going, more than ready for the inevitable. His hands never stopped moving and now he was incorporating his elbows, digging them into my flesh and making me even more pliant.

And fuck, he could do anything he wanted to me at that point. As my way of letting him know that I pushed my hips up so my ass cradled what I was craving.

He responded by thrusting his hips, his cock between my cheeks. He was now nibbling the back of my neck and his hands went from massaging to groping. His knees forced my thighs apart and I felt one of his hands pull away from the curve of my hip. The next thing I knew was his fingers teasing my entrance before he dipped two inside me, unerringly finding the exact spot that made me gasp and quiver.

He thrust the digits inside me as his teeth found the shell of my ear and tugged lightly. The pillow muffled my cries as I orgasmed under his masterful ministrations. He brought me down slowly before bracing his hands on either side of me and resuming thrusting his erection between my buttocks.

Then he lifted himself off me, gave my ass a few pats, and I watched him go into the bathroom.

What a fucking tease. I let out a frustrated exhale when I heard the water running. I zoned out to the sound, and between that, the massage, and the orgasm I lost awareness for a little while there.

It came back to me when Loki lifted me off the bed and carried me into the bathroom. He had drawn a bath in the large whirlpool tub that could easily seat four people. "The massage was only the first part of the treatment, my Pet," he purred huskily. "A bath is the next."

Thanks to him I was already clean, and I definitely wasn't sore, but I wasn't going to argue with him. Especially since he was naked and clearly was going to join me. He eased himself down and encouraged me to lower myself so that my back was against his chest, and I was between his legs. His erection pressed against my back as I settled in, and I closed my eyes and sighed. How long was he going to keep torturing himself? I knew he was about to burst. I thought he was a sadist, not a masochist.

I was very comfortable, and my mind began to wander again. Then I felt Loki's hands knead my wet shoulders and his lips on the side of my neck, traveling all the way to where my jawbone met the rest of my skull. I trembled at his tenderness, but it was tempered when I started to reach behind me for his throbbing organ. "No Pet," he whispered. "I want something else. Lift your legs for me, one by one.

I did as commanded, and he moved his legs together so that I was now straddling them. Then he grabbed my hips and guided me onto him. I moaned as he slid inside me and started to move, but he stopped me.

"I want to feel you tonight, Pet. Just relax."

I laid my head against his shoulder, but I couldn't help flexing my hips and squeezing him with my inner muscles. He continued kissing and nibbling my neck and shoulders, making pleased sounds in his throat when my pussy tightened around him. He never let me move any more than that, content to just feel my body massage his cock.

The lovemaking was so tender and sweet that it almost brought tears to my eyes. I took a deep breath and arched my back. Loki took advantage by reaching around and plucking at my nipples with his wet fingers. I groaned in response. Encouraged, Loki's fingers then dipped into the water to find my clit, rubbing it gently in teasing circles.

"My God..." I moaned.

"Yes. I am," he responded, his motions speeding up as he pressed down harder. I let out a cry of ecstasy as I came again, my hips moving on him in circles while my cunt squeezed down. He gripped my hip with his free hand, never stopping his assault on my clit, drawing my orgasm out.

I felt him stiffen and then shudder as he came. We laid in the slowly cooling bath afterwards, trying to catch our breaths, with him still buried inside me.

Eventually I said, "If this is what I can expect every time I fall out of a tree, then the humiliation is worth it."