Complicated (Reader Avengers Romance)

Are you fucking insane?

It didn't take long for the footage of Loki and Bucky to spread like wildfire. It was all over social media, you placed your phone back on the bedside table with a huff. Looking at the photo that sat there. It was of you and Tony as children, before you were taken.

"Y/N." You watched as Tony slowly stepped into your room at the Avengers compound. He looked around and could see you had nothing to suggest this room was even lived in. No quirky trinkets or photos of your memories. It hit him like a freight train that you'd missed out on all of that. It's what had brought him here to your door in the first place.

"Tony. Hey what's up?" You put your book down and looked up at him from where you were sitting on the bed. You saw him fiddling with something in his hands as he walked in.

"Look I know you don't remember your life before the Red Room. I wanted to give you this, to show you just how loved you were." Tony sits on the bed and hands you a picture in a beautiful silver frame.

A young girl is sitting on a boys lap, she couldn't be older than 2. She's putting lipstick on him as the father watches on with nothing but love in his eyes. You recognise the boy as a young Tony Stark. You turn to him with tears in your eyes. "Is that us?"

Tony nods his head. "It was the day after my 9th birthday. You stole one of Mums lipsticks. You pleaded with me to let you put it on me." He nudges your shoulder. "There wasn't much I said no to when it came to you. It's still that way now. Father sat and just watched us before calling our Mother in. She was about to tell you off for the lipstick until she saw the way our Father was looking at us. He never really showed how much he cared."

You look back down at the photo with a sad smile. "Thank you To-big brother." You'd only been there a few weeks, still getting used to the shock you had a family.

As you sit up, you rub your face in your hands. Angry at the media fallout from last night. Most of the headlines were pretty spot on, but there were a few that had painted you as the villain.
Loki came up behind you and started massaging your shoulders and placing soft kisses from your shoulder up to just behind your ear.

"I'm sorry love." He wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. You immediately melted into his touch.
"He started it Loki, it's not your fault." He placed a kiss just below your ear and a whimper escaped from your mouth. He'd been trying to be a gentleman but the second you made that noise he knew he needed to hear it again.

Loki shifted on the bed so he was right behind you, as close as he could get. He continued peppering kisses down your neck to your shoulder and back again. You could feel the heat form between your legs. When Loki's hand trailed up to your breast your breath hitched in your throat. He took your nipple between his fingers and started pinching, when he was satisfied with it, he moved on to the next one. You closed your eyes with pleasure as he started nipping at your neck, his hands working their way down to the waistband of your underwear.

Just as he was about to slide his hand in your phone rang. You ignored it, until it rang again.
"What?" You picked it up and snapped at the person on the other end.
"Someone's in a mood." Your manager laughed at you.
"Oh hey, sorry I was just-" You stopped mid sentence as Loki's fingers slipped under the fabric and he started playing with your swollen clit. You had to bite back a moan.
"I don't think I even want to know Y/N. Anyway, the fallout from last night. It's not as bad as we expected." She went on, you were barely able to hear what she was saying. The pleasure Loki was giving you was far too distracting.
"So what do you think?"
You realised then you hadn't heard a word she was saying. "What?" You asked.
"Jimmy Kimmel show tonight. Do some damage control?"