Tony/Bruce/Loki/Strange × Reader One shots

"No I'm Tired!" (Tony)

You lay in bed with barley any cover and you used ,the one and only, Tony Stark's arm as a pillow. You pull at the cover attempting to cover your feet. Your boyfriend lets out a small wimper and pulls the cover back. Your eyebrows furrowed and you open your eyes. What the crap? All you wanted was to have your body fully sumerged in his warm, silky blankets, but no he doesn't know how to share.

"Tony."
You say and pull at the covers, failing miserably.

"Tony!"
You yell and smack his arm.

"NO!"
He yells sleepily and rolls away from you, taking the cover with him. You grow and stand up.

"ANTHONY EDWARD STARK! If you don't give me some of that cover right now, you will get no booty for a month!"
You yell and stamp your foot down. He immeaditly jumps up and looks at you.

"What?"
He rubs his eyes and his hand flops back down into his lap. You let out a frustrated sigh and sat down at the edge of the bed. You swear this man knew how too drive you completely insane. He crawls up besides you and rubs your leg with his hand.

"Forgive me?"
He says and moves your hair over your shoulder and trails kisses up your neck. Your eyes closed enjoying the moment, though you knew it was just an attempt too get you too lay down so he could go back too sleep.

"Do you know the consequences of your crime, Mr. Stark?"
You breathe out. He pulls away from your neck and now comtemplating what too say. It was a hard decision. Maybe being the rebel didn't always end in bad consequences, but knowing you it was going too be something so horribly great.

"I plead the Fifth, (Mr./Ms./ insert proper pronous) (L/n)."
He replies in a whisper tone. You turn your head slowly in his direction. A smile has slithered onto your lips.

"Prove me your innocence and I may rethink your punishment."
You say and lay him down. You prop yourself up on his chest.

"What if I don't want too?"
He says making glances at your lips. God he was good.

"Then your in for one hell of a sentence."
You whisper against his lips and pulling away every time he went in for a kiss. He groans and slides his hand up your arm and too the back of your head holding your head in place. He goes in for another and your turn your head too the right, so he ends up kissing your cheek. A smirk crawls onto his lips.

"And what if I chose too prove my innocence?"
He says with a hint of a flirty, playfull tone.

"I may rethink a thing or two."
You say putting a finger to your lips. He bites his, thinks it over.

"What is the crime, again?"

"Thief of the blankets in mid night, leaving a mate in the freezing cold."
You say dramatically.

"Oh, the poor soul. How could anyone ever do such a thing?"
He says and wraps the blanket around the both of you.

"I agree, such a horrbile thing to do."
You say against his lips. "You have been proven innocent until futher notice, Mr. Stark."

A/n
Left some nice ol' grammatical errors just for you @Upchuckbutt ;)