Avengers 7 Minutes in Heaven!

Reindeer Figure (Loki)

You feel hard plastic moulded into an unusual shape and your curiosity gets the better of you. You pull out the object and are greeted with a cheery reindeer Christmas decoration.
"A reindeer?" You ask, looking up at Tony, confused.
"Reindeer Games, you're up." He calls over to Loki.
"No, no. I am not part-taking in your childish Midgardian games." He announces, looking disinterested.

"Thor?" Tony pleads and Thor picks up his brother, throwing him over his shoulder and carrying him over to the closet.
"Put me down you humongous oaf!" Loki shouts.
Before you know what's happening, Tony pushes you into the cupboard. Thor then enters, drops Loki to his feet and rushes back out. You hear the lock in the door and you suddenly become very tense. You'd just been locked in a small, tight space with the God of Mischief. Great.

You pace slightly due to your nerves, and when you look up you see the bewitching emerald eyes staring at you curiously.
"You know, you're actually quite attractive, (y/n)." Loki speaks. You blush, and before you can reply he adds: "In the dark, and for a Midgardian."
You start to feel idiotic for actually thinking he'd be nice to you.
You don't quite know how to react, but Thor's booming voice interrupts.
"Loki, I have told you before and I will tell you again, you won't get (y/n) to like you if you don't give her reason to!"
Loki tenses before shouting back to his brother on the other side of the door.
"Thank you, brother." His tone venomously sarcastic.

Loki locks eye contact with you, he looks apologetic and cautious, unsure as to how you would interpret Thor's statement.
"My brother seems to be under the impression that I have feelings for you." He tried to clear up.
"But of course you don't," you interrupt. "Why would an almighty God like yourself ever fall for a puny mortal?" You ask.
"W-well, I wouldn't be so sure." He smirked.
You looked at him slightly dumbfounded.
"D-do you like me, Loki?" You stumble over your words.

Loki is silent for a moment, before you feel a soft brush against your lips. The contact is brief and over far too soon. After the moment is over, you realise that Loki, the God of Mischief and prince of Asgard, had just kissed you.
"Does that answer your question?" Loki mumbles.

You throw your arms behind Loki's neck, kissing him deeply. He stops, stunned momentarily before kissing you back with as much passion. After sharing a few moments with your lips interlocked with the green eyed God, you break apart, giggling slightly.
"Does this mean you like me too?" He blinks, quite surprised.
You gently interlace your fingers in his, bringing the back of his elegant hand to your lips.
"Does that answer your question?" You repeat his previous statement, smirking slightly.
"You are exquisite, do you know that?" He chuckles, his eloquent voice sounding velvety.
"For a human in the dark?" You joke, your words sending warm breath onto the back of Loki's hand.
"I'm sorry about that." He mumbles, he seems distracted as he unlocks his hand from yours.

He moves his hand from your lips, gently running his index finger across your cheek and down your jawline. His finger stops under your chin and his thumb feathers across your bottom lip. Your body involuntarily shivers at the sensual touch. He responds by dragging his thumb down on your lip, releasing it and allowing it to fall back to it's place. His thumb lands on your chin, pinching it between his thumb and index finger. He tips your chin up to capture your lips one more, tenderly.

"I feel rather foolish for announcing my feelings whilst standing in a cupboard." Loki whispers. "Could we leave?" He asks, his eyes still closed from the kiss, his hot breath caressing your face.
"We're locked in." You reply.
"You underestimate me." He chuckles, sending more of his breath against you.
Before you have time to react, you're in your bedroom upstairs in Stark Towers. You gasp at the sudden change.
"Teleportation." Loki clarifies. Before pushing you down onto your bed, hovering over you.

Confused calls come from downstairs. Your time was clearly up and they had opened the door to find the cupboard empty. You giggle at the eruption of quizzical statements from the room below.
"We should probably go tell them we're still here." You say.
"5 more minutes." Loki purrs, bringing his lips back to yours and giving you a personal meeting with that silver tongue of his.