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Harley could see how overwhelmed Peter was with the gifts he was given so she kept her present tucked away. She didn't want to give the gift in front of the Avengers. The gifts from them were extravagant and expensive, but her's was small and didn't cost a lot of money. She was slightly embarrassed but she knew Peter wouldn't care how expensive her gift was.

Harley sighed and placed the little box on the bar, spinning her wine glass in her hand. She pushed the box around and sighed again.

"You sigh a lot," Loki said making her jump, "I apologise. I didn't mean to startle you,"

"It's good. It's alright," Harley said, sipping her wine and she put the box back into her bag, "So,"

"So," Loki said, "This...it was nice to finally meet Peter's sister. Of course, I didn't think it would be you. Not that there is anything wrong with you being his sister. It's just...well, it's-"

"Fucking awkward?" Harley said with a small smile.

"Yes, to put it simply. It is very awkward," Loki chuckled, "So, Steve, eh?"

"Oh, god," Harley groaned, "You as well?"

Loki laughed, "You are a single woman. You can have sexual relationships with whoever you like. I find it funny that you managed to screw two members of the Avengers,"

"Yup. Two members,"

Loki tilted his head at the blush creeping up on her face, "It was only two...right?"

Harley grimaced, "Ok. No, but it was years and years ago, and he wasn't in the Avengers. Well, that I knew of but he is a friend and-"

"You naughty little mortal," Loki laughed, "May I know who it was?"

"Never," Harley smiled, "Excuse me, I need to drown myself now."

"Enjoy your night, my lady," Loki said and grabbed her hand, "If you do want to escape for...other things. You know where I am,"

"And if Steve finds me first?" Harley joked. Loki grinned widely, "It could happen,"

"Most likely. He hasn't taken his eyes from you the moment he saw you," Loki chuckled, "But if he does decide to grab hold of you before me, I don't mind waiting my turn,"

Harley went bright red and Loki kissed her cheek.

"I can't forget how tight you were, Harley. You were truly astonishing,"

Harley cleared her throat and quickly walked away towards Nat who was smirking, "Don't. Say. A. Word,"

"Who said I was going to say anything?" Nat tried to feign innocence, "I have one question though,"

"Go for it," Harley said.

"Who had the bigger dick?" Wanda asked, "Oh, were you not going to ask that?"

"Sweet Jesus," Harley said, "I'm not answering that!"

"We have a bet on," Clint said suddenly appearing, "Well, Wanda and I do. Who has the bigger dick?"

"Your mum does," Harley shot out.

"Good point," Clint grinned.

"So who was better in bed?" Nat asked, "I'd like to say Loki because he likes control and-"

"Again, I won't answer," Harley said, and looked over at her brother talking to Tony, "I'll talk to you later. I need to give Peter his present,"

Harley made her way through the crowd, feeling people looking at her. She ignored them and approached her brother, "Peter? Can I talk to you?"

"Huh? Oh, sure," Peter said, "Can we talk about this later, Mr Stark?"

"Of course," Tony nodded, "Talk to your sister,"

Harley led Peter outside onto the balcony, feeling relieved to get some fresh air. She walked over to the balcony wall and smiled.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah," Harley said, "Everyone knows that I screwed Loki and Steve though,"

"Ew," Peter grimaced, "I can't believe you didn't know who you were with,"

"I don't have anything to do with them. You know that," Harley said, "Never wanted to know and still don't want to know,"

"You know two of them very intimately though," Peter laughed.

"Alright, shut up. I didn't want to talk about that. Here," Harley said handing him the small box.

"What is it?"

"Your present. From me," Harley said, "I know it isn't as expensive or as fancy as the other gifts, but I thought you would like it. I've been terrified to give it to you. That's why I didn't want anyone else around,"

"You know I don't care if it isn't fancy," Peter said, "If it's from my sister then I don't care. As long as it isn't a cock ring,"

"Peter!" Harley exclaimed, "What is wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry! Ned and I were talking and I am not talking about that right now," Peter said pulling the lift off the box, "Harley, what...really?"

Harley smiled and nodded, "Dad would have wanted you to have it. I have no use for it. You would get better-oh,"

Peter hugged his sister tightly, "Thank you. I love it. Thank you so much. This is the best present I have ever had,"

"Even better than your new Spidey suit?"

"Much," Peter whispered and let go of her, wiping his eyes free of tears, "It might be a key but no one knows the true meaning behind it,"

Harley smiled and nodded, "It's yours. Just make sure you tidy it up after. We both know how pissed off dad would be if he found it a mess. I have the codes to the doors back at home so when you want to go, just let me know and I'll take you there. It takes some time to come to grips with the codes and how to get in. It's easy but I'm sure you'll get it straight away. You are the boy genius after all,"

"You have no idea how much this means to me," Peter said, "Can I tell Mr Stark?"

"Obviously,"

Peter kissed Harley on the cheek and ran back in, in search of Tony. Harley let out a small chuckle and turned back to look out at the city.

"Beautiful," She whispered.

"It really is,"

Harley let out a squeak of surprise and turned to see Steve leaning on the doorframe, "What is it with you superheroes making me jump?"

"Sorry," Steve grinned and walked over to her, leaning on the wall, "I've tried to make things less awkward but I can't help it,"

"Everyone knows. There's no point trying to hide it," Harley said.

"Did you honestly have no idea who I was?"

Harley shook her head, "I knew the name Captain America but as Peter said, I avoid the news or anything to do with the Avengers. Whatever alien you and your friends were fighting, I kept my head down. I don't watch TV. It bores me,"

"I'm kinda glad you didn't know who I was," Steve said, "It was nice to talk to someone who didn't ask to see my shield,"

Harley laughed and nudged him, "I'm glad,"

"You look stunning tonight," Steve said, "Not that you don't look good anyway,"

"Even when I'm crying?"

Steve laughed, "Even when you are crying,"

"That's a first. Peter is normally the first one to tell me how ugly I am,"

"When you are crying?"

Harley smiled, "No. Normally,"

Steve turned Harley to face him, putting his hand on her cheek, "He would say that. He is your brother,"

"True," Harley said, "I tell him he looks like a-"

Harley's words were swallowed by Steve's lips against hers. She was momentarily caught off guard but it didn't take long for her to kiss back. Their tongues touched, setting fireworks off in her stomach and she held onto the waistband of his trousers.

They broke the kiss briefly before he kissed her again, harder this time and full of need.

But a phone rang and Harley cursed, pulling away from the kiss. She yanked her phone out of her bag and held back her anger.

"Is there anywhere I can take this?"

Steve nodded, "Yeah. Follow me,"

"Oh, wait," Harley said, running her thumb over his lips, "Sorry. Lipstick,"

Steve smirked, "Thanks,"

Harley felt a buzz from the alcohol and kept running her thumb over his bottom lip, "Maybe if you're a good boy, you can get lipstick elsewhere,"

She winked at him and walked back into the party. Then her phone rang again. Steve was at her side in seconds, leading her out of the party. He pressed a button for the lift and ushered her in.

"You'll get more privacy elsewhere. Trust me," Steve winked at her.

Harley bit into her lower lip and hid her blush, letting her hair fall in front of her face.

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