Avengers Preferences and Imagines

7 Minutes in Heaven: Part Two (Avengers)

A/N: Here's part two, proof that I can work fast when I want to. Enjoy loves. 

Bucky 

I hadn't imagined that Bucky would want to play this game at all. He usually only gave into things like this because Steve had begged him to. I was even more surprised when he did indeed agree to play. So of course, I was just as surprised when he pulled my name from the bowl. There was no denying how attractive he was, or how I had felt about him for so long now. But I wasn't ready to admit that to him yet. Bucky flashed me a slightly devilish grin that only I seemed to catch, before regaining his gentlemanly composure and walking over to me. He offered me his hand and I accepted, letting him pull me gently off of the couch. "Shall we doll?" He asked in his sultry voice, leading me to the closet with an arm around my waist. "God, Tony picked the smallest closet possible huh?" I mumbled quietly to myself under my breath and Bucky laughed. Curse his enhanced hearing. I rocked back and forth on my heels, unsure of what to do with myself. "Nervous doll?" he asked jokingly, and I shook my head. "Why would I be? It's just you Buck." I said with a shrug and an eyeroll. He let out a low, disagreeing whistle. I snapped my head up, and I swore he was standing closer to me than he had been a moment before. 

I was aware of everything in that moment:  his breath on my face, the enticing smell of his cologne, and him whispering in my ear. My breath hitched in my throat. "You're really not nervous?" He whispered, and I shook my head once more. "Really? Because I have it on good authority that you have a thing for my doll," he said, continuing to whisper in my ear. I silently cursed Natasha, Steve, and Sam, not knowing which one of them sold me out. I stammered over my words, unable to figure out what to say. "That's ok gorgeous. Cause I've got it bad for you too," he whispered again in my ear. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Before I knew it, my lips were on his, and my fingers were tangled in his gorgeous hair, and his arms were locked around my waist; holding me tightly as he kissed me. Time seemed to melt away from us as I kissed him. Nothing else in the world mattered as we both lost ourselves in the feeling of finally kissing someone that you had been longing for. We were still tangled up in each other when the door to the closet opened after 7 seemingly short minutes. 

Loki 

If there was one person I was surprised to see at the party tonight, it was Loki. It wasn't often Thor brought him along, and whenever he did, the man's eyes always seemed to follow me wherever I went; it was strange. I was even more confused when he agreed to participate in the night's festivities, claiming that he thought it would be "entertaining".  I was almost taken aback when I heard him read my name off of his slip of paper. Loki may not have the best past, but around me, he always acted like a true gentleman; even making a point of offering me his arm to escort me on our brief walk to the closet. I honestly wasn't sure what to expect of him once the two of us were alone in the closet. I knew that Loki could be quite the womanizer, and I certainly did not want to fall victim to his charms. So when the poor man simply turned around to face me, I falsely assumed he was going to try something bold with me, so I brought my knee up and nailed him hard where it hurt the most. 

He doubled over in pain, surprised at what I had done. "I'm sorry? Have I done something to offend you?" He asked in between breaths, clearly confused. Then it dawned on me, he hadn't been trying anything at all. "I'm so sorry! I thought you were gonna... I thought you were trying to-" I stammered, trying to make my explanation as minimally insulting as I could. He just stared at me with a raised eyebrow. "I know that perhaps, you may not think very highly of me, but you do not know me (y/n). I was raised a prince; I am a gentleman." He said calmly, making me feel even worse. "And I assure you, I would never. Not without your permission." He assured me and I sighed in relief. "That being said," Loki said, adjusting his tie. "As I was going to ask you before you assaulted me, would it be alright if I kissed you, love?" I smiled and nodded, leaning closer to him so that he could kiss me. He kissed me gently, tenderly, not stepping a toe out of line the entire 7 minutes. I had honestly never thought that I would have more poorly behaved than the God of Mischief himself.