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“Seven Minutes in Heaven ~ Steve” – Avengers (and Loki) x Reader

Something in the bag was extremely cold, and the moment it touched your fingertips, you snatched your hand back from the bag. You rubbed the cold spot on your fingers, and looked to Tony,
“What on earth is that?” you asked as your brows furrowed slightly. A smirk played on his lips,
“You really think I’m going to tell you?” you pouted and reached into the small bag again, determined to find out what it was. You shuffled through the bag again, but you couldn’t find the same object. You sighed irritably and shoved more of your arm in the bag,
“Come on damn it…”you murmured just as the cool material passed through your fingers again. You smiled in triumph and pulled the small object from the bag.

A small, cold, plastic block lay in your hand. It felt as though it had been frozen, which fogged the plastic slightly, and caused a small amount of water to pool in your hand. You raised an eyebrow, what was it…? Was it a little Tesseract? Did that mean it was Loki…? The thought made you shudder a little. That was definitely not who you wanted it to be. Your eyes inadvertently moved to Steve, before returning to focus on the slight green hue situated in the middle of the block, a soft hue of pink covering your cheeks. You had developed a rather serious crush on Steve since you had first been introduced, and, well… it didn’t seem like the infatuation with him would end anytime soon. You forced your eyes and mind to focus back on the small cube, instead of Steve. No way… A green blob soon became visible within the cube. Was… was that a soldier…? It took everything in you not to squeal in joy.
“Well Spangles, you appear to be the lucky one tonight.” Tony said, pushing you towards the closet, Steve following behind him with a pale tinge of pink covering his cheeks. Just before Tony shut the door, he spoke again, “Now Gramps, I shouldn’t have to tell you about protection, but, just in case,” he threw a small packet, which you guessed to be condom, at Steve with a wink. The blonde man was about to protest when Tony slammed the door.

***

The closet was large and empty, excluding you and Steve of course. It made you think that Tony had been planning this for a few hours at the very least, if not the entire day. Steve turned towards you, the small plastic packet still in his hand. You had to supress a laugh, he looked adorably awkward… When he finally noticed your bemused expression, he quickly fumbled with the plastic, before shoving it in his pocket and trying to avoid your gaze. You smiled apologetically and shifted your weight from one foot to the other. Poor Steve, some of the crap Tony and the rest of them gave him... If he had any other type of temperament, he would have knocked the others out long ago. Steve cleared his throat nervously,
“U-um… (Name)…” Your eyes snapped back into focus when the blonde man called you.
“Yeah?” you replied softly, not wanting to make him anymore uncomfortable than he already was.
“The way the game was explained, made it seem like anything could be done in here, right?” He asked. You nodded,
“Yeah, and most of the time the two people don’t tell the others what happened to make it funnier and more suggestive…” you replied. He shifted awkwardly towards you,
“Then, would you maybe consider… a-uh…” It was cutely painful listening to Steve fumble over his words. You stepped forward and kiss his cheek. However, it didn’t state your sudden need for him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him into a soft, gentle kiss.

It was a bit of a stretch for you to even reach his lips, considering Steve was a good foot taller than you, but eventually his strong arms lifted you up, and his once tense muscles relaxed. Your fingers tangled in his hair as one of his hands slid to your collarbone, gently parting the two of you. You were a little nervous about why he chose to break the kiss, but the warm smile on his face put the nagging question to rest.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that…” you breathed. Steve chuckled quietly,
“S-Same here…” he gently brushed a few stray hairs from your (e/c) eyes before pulling you into a tight embrace. “(Name), I really-,” A sound that mimicked snickering caught both your and Steve’s attention. You both remained quiet, and, sure enough, whispered muttering and what sounded like a mini-argument was just audible from the other side of the door. You supressed a sigh, pulled out your phone and wrote down what you wanted to say. There was no way you would trust whoever was eavesdropping.

I bet it’s Tony.

You turned the screen to show Steve, who nodded. His cerulean blue eyes glanced at the door for a moment, before scanning the rest of the room.
“Follow me.” He whispered before proceeding to lift himself up to the roof to remove a square of the ceiling. He placed the thin piece of wood in the ceiling cavity before disappearing into the darkness above.
“H-hey!” you whispered, moving closer to the dark spot. Suddenly Steve reached down and offered you his hand. You looked up to him sceptically.
“You don’t trust me?” he asked. Of course you trusted him! You just weren’t that fond of small, dark places… Steve could sense your apprehension and continued, “If you’d prefer, we can just stay here.” No… it was a nice offer, but you didn’t like the fact that Tony, and probably Clint, were eavesdropping… Your expression softened and you reached up for his hand. In a flash Steve managed to lift you up into the ceiling. It was nothing less than you had expected, dark and cramped. There were a few flickers of light coming in from the vent grates of the rooms below which caused the metal of the vents to shine dully in the darkness. A creak from somewhere nearby sent fear ripping through you, and immediately you latched tighter to Steve.

From that point on, Steve had taken it upon himself to carry you bridal style as the two of you crossed the roof.
“You really don’t need to carry me you know…” you said as your cheeks began to heat up.
“It’s easier to carry you than try to guide you through the darkness…” he replied, slowing his trot to a slow walk. “This should be my room…” he said to himself while placing you down.
“This isn’t the first time you’ve done this, is it?” Steve laughed while knocking a vent grate down into the room below the two of you. He then jumped through the small opening and disappeared into the enveloping light beneath your feet.
“(Name), your turn!” he called.
“You’re kidding, right?” you retorted.
“Do you want to stay in the ceiling?” you bit your lip before groaning,
“Fine, but I’ll probably fall on my butt…” you muttered.
“I’ll catch you,” he said seriously. You couldn’t help but smile, his words echoed in your head and managed to settle your nerves. You took a deep breath and jumped down through the threshold.

You weren’t quite sure how it happened, it could have been your own awkward jostling after Steve had caught you, or it could have been his own sloppy footwork whilst on the bed, but all you did know was that soon after you felt the safety of Steve’s arms surround you, the both of you were plunged into the soft embrace of the mattress beneath you. When your mind finally caught up with what had happened, you were able to... not focus at all… You were frozen, as was Steve. You were straddling his hips with your hands resting on his chest, and you definitely didn’t fail to notice the fact that how close you were to his crotch. Steve’s hands had settled on your thighs, and a deep shade of red coloured his cheeks. Had it not been a completely and utterly embarrassing situation, you would have made a mental note of how cute he was, but considering the current predicament, it would probably be inappropriate… but that certainly didn’t stop you from thinking it.
“(N-Name)…” Steve said hoarsely. Your (e/c) eyes moved to meet Steve’s,
“R-Right, s-sorry…” you stuttered. Any normal person would have taken this opportunity to laugh awkwardly and remove themselves from the person below them, you knew that, and, hell, you had even thought about it, but you just could not move. Steve’s brows furrowed for a moment, clearly confused as to why you hadn’t moved, “I-um….” Your mouth went dry all of a sudden and you couldn’t think clearly. “I…” A nagging voice in the back of your mind told you to kiss him. You tried to force the voice back, but your efforts were in vain and the little voice in your head grew and grew until you had no choice but to follow its wishes. Just as Steve was about to say something again, you leaned down to capture his lips in a soft, tender kiss.

You could tell that Steve was a little more than surprised, but after a short moment, you felt his tension lessen. His hands slid from your thighs to your waist, and pulled you tighter against him before guiding you to lie down on the plush bed, and taking up position above you. The spreading warmth of Steve above you send a pleasant tingle through you, and, although he was able to keep a large majority of his weight off of you, the pressure from him was definitely welcomed. Your hands moved to hook around his neck and you were successful in deepening the kiss. It was utter bliss. Well, it was until the sound of the door slamming open broke the two of you apart.

Tony and Clint stood at the entrance of Steve’s room, wide eyed and obviously shocked from what they had just walked into. Steve nervously cleared his throat before sitting up straight.
“Geez Cap, when I gave you the condom, I never thought you’d actually use it.” A deep red blush spread across Steve’s cheeks.
“Leave him alone Tony…” Nat called from down the hall. Quickly you sat up and tried to straighten out your hair before everyone else descended on Steve’s room. “Okay… maybe I was wrong to scold you Tony…” Nat admitted when she walked into the room.
“Um…” you started, “how about we go back to the lounge room and finish the game…?” you said, wanting to avoid any conversation about the current situation for as long as possible. Before Tony, or Clint for that matter, had a chance to comment, Natasha grabbed the two of them by the ears, leaving you and Steve alone again,
“If the two of you take any longer than five minutes, I can’t promise they won’t say things….” He called over her shoulder. Your eyes moved to Steve. You really did want to stay, but, knowing Steve’s own moral code, and some of the crap you were sure to endure from Tony, it was probably best if the two of you followed the group. You stood up and kissed Steve on the cheek before leaving the room. Maybe playing ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’ wasn’t as bad as you had thought it would be…

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“Seven Minutes in Heaven ~ Steve” – Avengers (and Loki) x Reader

Something in the bag was extremely cold, and the moment it touched your fingertips, you snatched your hand back from the bag. You rubbed the cold spot on your fingers, and looked to Tony,
“What on earth is that?” you asked as your brows furrowed slightly. A smirk played on his lips,
“You really think I’m going to tell you?” you pouted and reached into the small bag again, determined to find out what it was. You shuffled through the bag again, but you couldn’t find the same object. You sighed irritably and shoved more of your arm in the bag,
“Come on damn it…”you murmured just as the cool material passed through your fingers again. You smiled in triumph and pulled the small object from the bag.

A small, cold, plastic block lay in your hand. It felt as though it had been frozen, which fogged the plastic slightly, and caused a small amount of water to pool in your hand. You raised an eyebrow, what was it…? Was it a little Tesseract? Did that mean it was Loki…? The thought made you shudder a little. That was definitely not who you wanted it to be. Your eyes inadvertently moved to Steve, before returning to focus on the slight green hue situated in the middle of the block, a soft hue of pink covering your cheeks. You had developed a rather serious crush on Steve since you had first been introduced, and, well… it didn’t seem like the infatuation with him would end anytime soon. You forced your eyes and mind to focus back on the small cube, instead of Steve. No way… A green blob soon became visible within the cube. Was… was that a soldier…? It took everything in you not to squeal in joy.
“Well Spangles, you appear to be the lucky one tonight.” Tony said, pushing you towards the closet, Steve following behind him with a pale tinge of pink covering his cheeks. Just before Tony shut the door, he spoke again, “Now Gramps, I shouldn’t have to tell you about protection, but, just in case,” he threw a small packet, which you guessed to be condom, at Steve with a wink. The blonde man was about to protest when Tony slammed the door.

***

The closet was large and empty, excluding you and Steve of course. It made you think that Tony had been planning this for a few hours at the very least, if not the entire day. Steve turned towards you, the small plastic packet still in his hand. You had to supress a laugh, he looked adorably awkward… When he finally noticed your bemused expression, he quickly fumbled with the plastic, before shoving it in his pocket and trying to avoid your gaze. You smiled apologetically and shifted your weight from one foot to the other. Poor Steve, some of the crap Tony and the rest of them gave him... If he had any other type of temperament, he would have knocked the others out long ago. Steve cleared his throat nervously,
“U-um… (Name)…” Your eyes snapped back into focus when the blonde man called you.
“Yeah?” you replied softly, not wanting to make him anymore uncomfortable than he already was.
“The way the game was explained, made it seem like anything could be done in here, right?” He asked. You nodded,
“Yeah, and most of the time the two people don’t tell the others what happened to make it funnier and more suggestive…” you replied. He shifted awkwardly towards you,
“Then, would you maybe consider… a-uh…” It was cutely painful listening to Steve fumble over his words. You stepped forward and kiss his cheek. However, it didn’t state your sudden need for him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him into a soft, gentle kiss.

It was a bit of a stretch for you to even reach his lips, considering Steve was a good foot taller than you, but eventually his strong arms lifted you up, and his once tense muscles relaxed. Your fingers tangled in his hair as one of his hands slid to your collarbone, gently parting the two of you. You were a little nervous about why he chose to break the kiss, but the warm smile on his face put the nagging question to rest.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that…” you breathed. Steve chuckled quietly,
“S-Same here…” he gently brushed a few stray hairs from your (e/c) eyes before pulling you into a tight embrace. “(Name), I really-,” A sound that mimicked snickering caught both your and Steve’s attention. You both remained quiet, and, sure enough, whispered muttering and what sounded like a mini-argument was just audible from the other side of the door. You supressed a sigh, pulled out your phone and wrote down what you wanted to say. There was no way you would trust whoever was eavesdropping.

I bet it’s Tony.

You turned the screen to show Steve, who nodded. His cerulean blue eyes glanced at the door for a moment, before scanning the rest of the room.
“Follow me.” He whispered before proceeding to lift himself up to the roof to remove a square of the ceiling. He placed the thin piece of wood in the ceiling cavity before disappearing into the darkness above.
“H-hey!” you whispered, moving closer to the dark spot. Suddenly Steve reached down and offered you his hand. You looked up to him sceptically.
“You don’t trust me?” he asked. Of course you trusted him! You just weren’t that fond of small, dark places… Steve could sense your apprehension and continued, “If you’d prefer, we can just stay here.” No… it was a nice offer, but you didn’t like the fact that Tony, and probably Clint, were eavesdropping… Your expression softened and you reached up for his hand. In a flash Steve managed to lift you up into the ceiling. It was nothing less than you had expected, dark and cramped. There were a few flickers of light coming in from the vent grates of the rooms below which caused the metal of the vents to shine dully in the darkness. A creak from somewhere nearby sent fear ripping through you, and immediately you latched tighter to Steve.

From that point on, Steve had taken it upon himself to carry you bridal style as the two of you crossed the roof.
“You really don’t need to carry me you know…” you said as your cheeks began to heat up.
“It’s easier to carry you than try to guide you through the darkness…” he replied, slowing his trot to a slow walk. “This should be my room…” he said to himself while placing you down.
“This isn’t the first time you’ve done this, is it?” Steve laughed while knocking a vent grate down into the room below the two of you. He then jumped through the small opening and disappeared into the enveloping light beneath your feet.
“(Name), your turn!” he called.
“You’re kidding, right?” you retorted.
“Do you want to stay in the ceiling?” you bit your lip before groaning,
“Fine, but I’ll probably fall on my butt…” you muttered.
“I’ll catch you,” he said seriously. You couldn’t help but smile, his words echoed in your head and managed to settle your nerves. You took a deep breath and jumped down through the threshold.

You weren’t quite sure how it happened, it could have been your own awkward jostling after Steve had caught you, or it could have been his own sloppy footwork whilst on the bed, but all you did know was that soon after you felt the safety of Steve’s arms surround you, the both of you were plunged into the soft embrace of the mattress beneath you. When your mind finally caught up with what had happened, you were able to... not focus at all… You were frozen, as was Steve. You were straddling his hips with your hands resting on his chest, and you definitely didn’t fail to notice the fact that how close you were to his crotch. Steve’s hands had settled on your thighs, and a deep shade of red coloured his cheeks. Had it not been a completely and utterly embarrassing situation, you would have made a mental note of how cute he was, but considering the current predicament, it would probably be inappropriate… but that certainly didn’t stop you from thinking it.
“(N-Name)…” Steve said hoarsely. Your (e/c) eyes moved to meet Steve’s,
“R-Right, s-sorry…” you stuttered. Any normal person would have taken this opportunity to laugh awkwardly and remove themselves from the person below them, you knew that, and, hell, you had even thought about it, but you just could not move. Steve’s brows furrowed for a moment, clearly confused as to why you hadn’t moved, “I-um….” Your mouth went dry all of a sudden and you couldn’t think clearly. “I…” A nagging voice in the back of your mind told you to kiss him. You tried to force the voice back, but your efforts were in vain and the little voice in your head grew and grew until you had no choice but to follow its wishes. Just as Steve was about to say something again, you leaned down to capture his lips in a soft, tender kiss.

You could tell that Steve was a little more than surprised, but after a short moment, you felt his tension lessen. His hands slid from your thighs to your waist, and pulled you tighter against him before guiding you to lie down on the plush bed, and taking up position above you. The spreading warmth of Steve above you send a pleasant tingle through you, and, although he was able to keep a large majority of his weight off of you, the pressure from him was definitely welcomed. Your hands moved to hook around his neck and you were successful in deepening the kiss. It was utter bliss. Well, it was until the sound of the door slamming open broke the two of you apart.

Tony and Clint stood at the entrance of Steve’s room, wide eyed and obviously shocked from what they had just walked into. Steve nervously cleared his throat before sitting up straight.
“Geez Cap, when I gave you the condom, I never thought you’d actually use it.” A deep red blush spread across Steve’s cheeks.
“Leave him alone Tony…” Nat called from down the hall. Quickly you sat up and tried to straighten out your hair before everyone else descended on Steve’s room. “Okay… maybe I was wrong to scold you Tony…” Nat admitted when she walked into the room.
“Um…” you started, “how about we go back to the lounge room and finish the game…?” you said, wanting to avoid any conversation about the current situation for as long as possible. Before Tony, or Clint for that matter, had a chance to comment, Natasha grabbed the two of them by the ears, leaving you and Steve alone again,
“If the two of you take any longer than five minutes, I can’t promise they won’t say things….” He called over her shoulder. Your eyes moved to Steve. You really did want to stay, but, knowing Steve’s own moral code, and some of the crap you were sure to endure from Tony, it was probably best if the two of you followed the group. You stood up and kissed Steve on the cheek before leaving the room. Maybe playing ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’ wasn’t as bad as you had thought it would be…