About: Tony is throwing a party and you and your best friends, Natasha and Wanda, decide to dress up in revealing maid outfits. Once at the party Loki is speechless. One things leads to another until you end up between the sheets with him. 

Of course the one and only Tony Stark was throwing a party. Tony wouldn't be Tony if he didn't had a party at least once a week. As always, you were invited, but this time, would be different. It was Natasha's idea when you, her and Wanda stood in front of a shared mirror, doing each others makeup. 

You had all decided to chose fancy dresses, but it was Natasha's idea to wear maid outfits. Just as you were to try it on, the nerves hit you. 

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Nat?" you asked, picking up the outfit she had picked for you. She shrugged and put her own on, zipping the dress up. 

"I'm having second thoughts too. I mean, no offense Nat, but it's... well..." Wanda didn't finish her sentence, but pointed at her breast, showing off a little too much cleavage. Natasha rolled her eyes, a slight grin playing on her plump lips she had painted a crimson red. 

"Oh, please, Vision will love it," she said with a wink. "Y/N? Are you just going to stand there in your bra and panties or are you getting dressed?" You blushed a lovely shade of scarlet and quickly stepped in your dress, Natasha zipping it up for you. "You look great, girls." 

You all took one last glance in the mirror. You eyed yourself up and down, from the miniskirt that just reached below your ass to your cleavage that was showing off more than you'd like. Every time you tried to pull it up, your dress would itch up your tighs. You doubted you would be comfortable at that party wearing something like that. You gulped, stomach churning in anticipation. 

"What's wrong?" Wanda asked you as she placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. 

"I - Uhm - I've never worn anything like this," you whispered, gazing at your classic red lip. 

"You look hot, Y/N," Natasha said. "You'll get laid in that. Wanna bet?" Wanda laughed, but agreed in the end. 

"Anyway, let's go to that party!" Wanda cheered and dragged you and Natasha out of her room. You clumsily wobbled behind her on your high heels. 

The loud music thrummed in your ears as you set foot in the large room where Tony held his party. The two musketeers in front of you made a show just entering, making Tony - who was up stage near the DJ call the attention towards you. 

You tried not to panic as all eyes were on you three, but mostly Natasha and Wanda. You attempted to hide behind the tall women. 

"My God!" Tony roared through the microphone, clearly already having to much to drink. "My three favourite Avengers looking really fine this evening!" He was wearing his Iron Man suit and put on the mask. "DJ, music please!" 

"Come on, Y/N, let's get ourselves drinks," Wanda said, grasping your wrist and towing you towards the bar Tony had set up. You did the best you could to not trip over those ridiculous high shoes. 

Once seated, you ordered the same thing Natasha and Wanda were having. The hired bartender handed it to you and you took a first sip, wincing when the alcohol burned your insides. 

"It's been ages since I've went to a party!" Wanda whined, downing the whole glass in one swig. Your eyes widened and you slowly eyed your own glass. 

Natasha did the same and then smirked at you as you took another modest sip. She snickered. 

"They're shots, sweetie. Drink it all at once," she spurred on as she brought the glass to your lips. 

"No, no, I can't-" You were forced to swallow as she poured the liquid in your mouth, then shuddered when the alchol made its way into your system. Wanda laughed at you. 

A few shots after that Thor and his brother Loki came down to the bar and Loki sat next to you. Before any of you could great them, Loki already made his leave.  

"I said I didn't want to go to this party," Loki hissed as his brother pushed him into the bar once again. 

"It'll be fun, brother," Thor soothed, handing Loki a beer. "Oh, hi, Lady Wanda, Lady Natasha and Lady Y/N." He waved at you. 

"That's a mouthful!" Natasha laughed, downing another drink. You decided to not drink anymore, you could already feel it in your head. You looked to your side to see Loki glaring at his beer. 

"Hi," you squeaked innocently. He briefly glanced at you, mumbling something that sounded like a 'hello'. Then his head snapped towards you again, giving you his full attention. He wanted to say something more, but no words came out of his mouth. With his mouth slightly agape, he stared down at you, from you high heels, up your legs - slowly taking you in - over your hips and lingered around your breasts. You weren't sure if you were imagining it, but he seemed to breath a little faster than normal. His Adam's apple bobbled when he swallowed, eyes still glued to your cleavage. 

You awkardly cleared you throat. 

"Well, you ladies look beautiful tonight!" Thor said. "Don't they, Loki?" Loki seemed to snap out of whatever world he was in and nodded. 

"Yeah, I, yes, they do, brother," he stuttered out, finally looking away from your cleavage. Well, maybe he hadn't seen one for awhile, for that you couldn't blame him. 

You'll get laid in that. Wanna bet?

Natasha's words echoed in your head and you blushed involuntarily. 

"Hey, Thor, wanna hit the dancefloor?" Natasha asked. Thor nodded. 

"Of course, my Lady, let us dance," he boomed. Both Nat and Thor left. 

"I'm going to look for Vision," Wanda announced and with that, she left you and the God alone. You shifted in your seat, eyes looking anywhere but at him. 

"Do you want another drink?" Loki's voice broke through your weak barrier. You looked up at him and nodded. "What do you want?" 

"Uhm... can I have a lemonade, please?" You weren't proud of the way your voice trembled and he noticed. He eyed you up and down again and gave you an amused smirk. 

"Sure, wait, let me pay," he said as he took out a wallet. You frowned and gazed up at him. 

"Who did you take that from?" you asked without thinking. Loki grinned. He rummaged through the walled and took out a pasport and read alloud: "Nick Fury." Your eyes widened. 

"You stole Director Fury's wallet!" you whispered, not able to hide the smile that crept up your face. He chuckled. 

"I did." 

"That's... really impressive," you said, loosening up and succeeding at making casual conversation with the God. 

You were just telling him about how your last mission went when his hand descended on your knee. Surprised, you carried on with your stories, but the search for words became hard when that hand travelled up your legs, long fingers spreading and kneading your thigh. Your breath hitched and you looked up at him, biting your lip. 

"I really don't care about your mission, dear Y/N," he interuppted your story, that started to fall apart anyway. "Let's discuss that dress of yours. That's what I'm interested in." You swallowed hard, your heart skipping a beat. He went to sit closer to you and let his other hand rest on your shoulder, his finger tracing your collarbone. "It's a bit indecent, don't you think?" His hand went lower, touched the swell of your breast, making you squirm in your seat. You breathed a little faster now and you rubbed your thighs together to calm the arousal between your legs, to no avail. You gathered all your courage and smirked at him. 

"Finally decided to make a move?" you taunted. He shrugged, smirking at you. 

"Yes, tell me, dear, if I were to take you to my room, would you let me?" he said in his silky voice that made you weak in the knees. You playfully batted his hand away, leaning back in your chair and pushing your chest up so your breast pressed against the fabric of your dress. 

"Why don't you find out?" 

Needless to say,  the party was abandoned in a hurry. 

You'll get laid in that. Wanna bet?

You smirked to yourself when Loki dragged you into the elevator and shoved you through the corridors full of people. Once at his door, he quickly pulled out his keys and forced you inside. You were grinning when he finally shut the door behind him. 

You innocently spun on your heel, smiling at him. 

"So, what now?" He raised an eyebrow and approached you, backing you up against the nearest wall, and you let him. 

"Right now, there are numerous things I want to do to you, but I would like to kiss you first, if you allow me," he rasped as he caged you against the wall with his body, two hands placed at either sides of your head. Your stomach fluttered. 

"Go ahead," you said breathlessly as his lips found yours in a heated, bruising and almost possessive kiss that made you lightheaded. Your heart skipped a beat, you moaned against his lips when he nipped your lower lip. His fingers travelled to the zipper of your dress, draging it down and yanking the dress off until it lingered around your hips. 

He fumbled with the straps of your bra, sliding them off your shoulders and pulling your bra down your stomach, not bothering to take it off yet. Too consumed in exploring you. One hand caressed your breast, while he brought his lips to the other one and sucked the nipple until it pebbled under his touch. You writhed in his arms and moaned at his touches. He groaned against your flesh and pulled away. 

"I need you," he breathed before tugging at his shirt and tossing it somewhere across the room. His trousers and boxers followed suit and you pulled your dress down, distracted by the sight of him. He smirked and hauled you up by your waist, carrying you to his bedroom while you kicked off your high heels. 

Your back met the mattress and you brought your hands behind your back to unhook your bra. Loki crawled onto the bed, eyes locking with yours as he settled over you and taking your underwear between his fingers before slowly pulling them down your legs. 

He inspected them thoroughly and smirked, which you blushed at, looking away from him. 

"These are soaked, darling. What do you want?" he rasped, taking your hands in his and pinning them above your head. and grinding into you. You moaned shamelessly as he rubbed against your wetness. 

"You, I want you to touch me," you whimpered as you hooked your legs around his hips to pull him closer. He chuckled softly, his lips against your temple as he placed a tender kiss there, affectionate. 

"Like this?" he asked as one hand let go of your wrist and he touched your arm. 

"I want you inside me," you practically growled. Loki smirked and you swooned. 

"Mhm, greedy thing you are," he whispered before you felt the tip of his cock touch your entrance. He moaned out when you thrusted you hips upward and sliding yourself onto him. You gritted your teeth, breathed erratic. 

"No teasing," you gasped. "If you won't give me what I want, I swear I'll take it." You moaned as his response was to thrust inside you. The coil in your stomach tightened and you threw your head back when his mouth descended on your neck, sucking and biting at the delicate skin. 

He hit all the right places inside you, making you squirm underneath him as you moaned him name over and over, a plea for release when the pace quickened and he battered you against the mattress. Your eyes rolled back in their sockets when he groaned in your ear, biting down on the lobe when you felt him swell to his full extent. You clenched around him, making the both of you moan out. 

You began to see stars and you tried to free your hands, but to no avail. Your whole body spasmed and his jerked against yours. You arched against him and squeezed your eyes shut as the pleasure spiked, hands balling into fists as you surendered to it. 

Breathing heavily, he rolled off you, releasing you wrists and you arms just remained there above your head, not wanting to move - not be able to move just yet. 

Once you both caught your breath, Loki rolled over to you, pulling you flush against his body and softly kissing your lips. It was a lingering kiss, slow and passionate and when he pulled away too soon, staring into your eyes like he wanted to drown in them. You smiled at him. 

"You're soft," he whispered, his hand travelling down your side and went to rest on your hip. The corners of your mouth curled up into a smile and he kissed you again. You wrapped your hands around his neck and deepened the kiss. "You looked so irresistible in that dress." 

"I felt pretty sexy, now that you mention it," you joked, smiling into the kiss. 

"Although, I prefer you naked," he casually mentioned and suddenly his fingers were working inside you, making you gasp out in surprise until you were moaning his name over and over again. 

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