**Mild smut. Don't like, don't read.**

Tony: You were pinned under Tony, his lips on your neck and his hands firmly gripping your ass. You moaned as he made his way lower and lower, unbuttoning your shirt and pants. Before he could unhook your bra, the lab doors opened to reveal a blushing Bruce. "Really guys, In the lab? Again?" You covered up your open blouse and waved awkwardly at Bruce as your blush formed over your face. "Sorry, Bruce." Tony looked over at him and smirked. "Not sorry, Bruce." Tony continued to smother your body in kisses, and Bruce ran out faster than Road Runner.

Steve: You ran your hands over Steve's bare chest as his hands tugged at your hair. Your mouths moved in sync as you kissed, fireworks dancing in the air. Your breathing became heavy as you removed your tank-top. Right when you were about to kiss, someone opened Steve's door. "Hey Steve, you wanna-nevermind. I can see that you're busy." Sam said as he entered, smirking at the sight of you two. "Sam?" You said, a sweet tone in your voice. "Yes?" he replied, to which you said, "Get the hell out!" As he exited, you heard Steve mumble, "Language."

Bucky: Bucky's metal hand pinned your hands above you. His other traced circles along your inner-thigh. You moaned loudly, causing him to chuckle. "You like that, Doll?" he asked, his voice an octave lower. You nodded your head, and he smiled like the Cheshire cat. His smile soon faded as soon as the door opened. You both turned to see Steve, who was quickly turning away and exiting the room. "Nope. Nope. Not dealing with this today." Steve said as he exited the room. "Way to kill the mood, Punk!" Bucky yelled as Steve was outside the door.

Bruce: You straddled Bruce's lap as he sat in his swivel chair. You kissed along his jaw, his moans turning you on more. You unbuttoned his shirt as he unzipped your jacket. You grinded on him as he slipped his hand under your shirt. Neither of you heare the doors open. "Oh, so when I do it in the lab, it's bad! But when you do, its okay!" You both turned to see a pouting/smirking Tony, standing in the doorway. You suddenly picked up a vile from behind Bruce's chair, and looked at Tony. "Get out before I throw this at you, Stark."

Thor: Thor sat you down on the kitchen counter, his body inbetween your legs. His hands caressed your sides as you tugged on his hair gently. He kissed along your neck, making you moan. One of his big hands laid on the small of your back, and his other resting on your inner-thigh. You pulled him closer, kissing him with the passion of a thousand suns. As he kissed back, a certain king of Wakanda cleared his throat. You both turned, looking like deers in headlights. "Hello Thor, Y/N. I know you are busy, but I have returned with your pop-tarts." He placed them on the counter, then exited. You looked at each other for a second, then resumed your previous actions.

Loki: Loki's hand held your wrists above your head, and his other gave you feather-like touches to your stomach. He placed bruising kisses on your neck, making you moan his name. "Yes, My Queen. Scream my name. Make all of Asgard hear who you belong to." Well, someone in Asgard didn't hear that. Thor had entered the room, only to receive a glare from Loki. "Brother, Father has requested our presence." He spoke, unfazed. "Can it wait?" Loki sneered. "I am afraid not." Thor replied. Loki sighed and whispered to you. "I will be back, Love. Keep yourself... Busy while I'm away."

Peter: ((You and Pete are 18!!!!)) You and Peter were making out in his room of the tower. His Aunt wasn't going to be at his house for the week, and he wanted to visit his 'Uncle Tony'. Things were getting heated, as his hands slipped up your shirt and yours tangled in his hair. Of course, 'Uncle Clint' had to ruin that. "Aww.. Little Baby Peter is finally getting laid." You both looked up to see Clint leaning in the door frame. He laughed as your eyes grew wide and your face red. "Nat! Come see this!"

Clint: Clint rubbed your hips as he pulled you onto his lap. He planted kisses along your neck and the corner of your mouth. He lifted your dress up to your hips as you rubbed his shoulders, making him moan. As he's about to pull down your underwear, Scott barges in. "Clint, have you seen- oh. Nevermind, I can find it myself." He exited quickly as he came, because he saw two pairs of eyes glaring at him like hawks.

Natasha: Natasha ran her hand up your shirt as she untied your apron. She moaned into the kiss as you ran your tongue across her bottom lip. Her hand reached down into your leggings, but was rudely interrupted by a familiar metal-armed skirt-chaser. "Well, Nat when you said you had to do things, I didn't think you meant Y/N." You and Nat broke apart to glare at Bucky. "You have five seconds, Jefferson." Natasha said as she flipped him off. He left, only after getting slapped for asking to join.

Wanda: You kissed Wanda on her neck, her hands running through your hair. She unbuttoned your shirt, as you helped her slip out of her jacket. As your hands rested on her thighs, the doors opened in her room to a blushing Peter. "I-I'll just..just...leave.." He turned and exited quickly. Wanda blushed a bright red, and you shrugged and continued your actions.

Pietro: You kissed his neck as he ran his hands all around your body. He moved so he was now kissing you, his stubble rubbing you, making you more turned on. Your hands grasped his butt, and his did the same to you. You grinded on him, and he ran his hands up your shirt, purring at the feeling of your soft skin. Your actions were cut short by a girly shreik. "Really, Pietro! You have a room! Use it!" Wanda yelled, exiting the living room.

T'Challa: T'Challa was visiting the Avengers from Wakanda, and had brought you with him. It had been a long flight, and you might have been teasing him the whole way. He pushed you against the bed, his animal instincts kicking in. He kissed along your neck, making you moan. You ran your hands up and down his chest as he moved his kisses down your chest. That's when the door opened. "Well, I would say that I'd like to help you get settled, but it seems you already have." Nat smirked, both of you glaring at her.

Scott: Cassie was at her mother's, and your house was under renovations. Scott pushed you against the wall as he fiddled with your paint-covered overalls. Your run your hands up his shirt, making him moan. He took your hair out it's sloppy bun and you kissed along his jaw. Your actions got heated by the second, until a certain speedster interrupted the actions. "Scott have you found- well, well, well. I did not see this coming." Pietro said, cockiness clear in his tone. You shot daggers into his skull, and throwing the closets thing you could find (A dictionary) at him. "Leave!" you yelled.

Sam: Sam kissed along your jaw, his hands firmly on your rear. Your hands held his biceps as you moaned his name. He moved one of his hands to lift up your shirt, until a familiar voice said, "Have I come at a bad time?" You turn to see Loki, a mischievous look on his face. Sam glared at him and flipped him off. "It seems I have." Loki chuckled, soon teleporting.