Avengers kissing!
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lokifanThree of my kissing drabbles from the meme...
Title: A Less Perfect Union
Word count: ~100
Characters/pairings: Tony/Steve
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Steve is trying to think of other things.
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to Marvel even though I’m often much nicer to them than they are.
Author’s Notes: This was written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
itsnotmymind’s Tony/Steve prompt, and I chose “a kiss along the hips.”
Steve breathed shallowly and stared up at the high ceiling. JARVIS must be watching them, monitoring their vital signs, the increasing rates of their hearts - Steve tried to focus on that.
Tony was kissing Steve’s stomach, murmuring about his abs, about jealousy and national treasures.
Steve started to do the nine times tables.
Tony’s mouth was moving lower, with unmistakable intent. His beard brushed over Steve’s skin and his muscles jumped.
In increasing desperation, Steve started recting the Preamble to the Constitution in his head. The first time he’d ever had this, he couldn’t ruin it -
Tony kissed the sensitive line of Steve’s hipbone, sucking gently at his skin.
Steve groaned, clenched, and came.
Title: Spiderweb
Word count: ~400
Characters/pairings: Natasha/Pepper
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Natalie Rushman is a spy for someone. Pepper is not happy.
Warnings: suspension bondage
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to Marvel, even though I’m often much nicer to them than they are.
Author’s Notes: This was written forangelbabe_cj’s prompt Natasha/???, “an upside-down kiss.”
Pepper slid off her shoes with a silent, sad goodbye. She didn’t expect to find them again whenever she came out of this basement apartment, but it was hard to sneak in stilettos.
She opened the door as quietly as she could then tiptoed down the corridor in her stockings. This was such a bad idea; she should’ve called Happy. But he was meant for angry hippies or pissy clients, not corporate espionage on a Natalie Rushman level.
No one else could have left a bug there. It had to be Natalie. Beautiful, clever Natalie with the perfect credentials and the intense green eyes. Natalie who was here somewhere, and Pepper was going to -
Pepper’s feet left the ground and her world turned over. She screamed; then she realised she’d stepped into a booby trap, that she was hanging upside down in Natalie’s lair with her arms tied to her sides, and screamed again.
“Miss Potts.” Natalie appeared in a doorway, her face unreadable. Pepper screamed again, wriggling as much as she could against her bonds - which wasn’t much. She was trussed up like a fly about to be eaten.
“Tony knows where I am. If you hurt me he’ll bring the Iron Man suit and all kinds of fire down on - “
“No he doesn’t,” said Natalie quietly. “You wouldn’t tell him this. Not until after you’ve outed me as a... corporate spy? ...so you can tell him what a bad hire I was.”
“Bad hire doesn’t begin to cover it, you - ”
“You found me. So I’m going to give you what you wanted.”
Natalie came forward until Pepper could smell her perfume, until her creamy skin was inches away, and Pepper was going to die or be assimilated or -
Lips against hers. Upside down, which made sense since everything was upside down; Natalie was a spy or assassin or excellent kisser. Pepper was lightheaded, and she didn’t know if was shock or being hung upside-down or Natalie’s lush, warm lips teasing at hers.
She shut her eyes and let herself kiss back, the strangeness of Natalie’s mouth being upside down nothing to the rest of it; let the helplessness of it, of Natalie kissing her mouth and ghosting her fingers over Pepper’s face and neck, shiver straight through her.
Title: The End
Word count: ~200
Characters/pairings: Loki, Thor
Rating: G
Summary: A little supervillain has very exciting news for Loki.
Warnings: main character death, impending apocalypse
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to Marvel, even though I’m often much nicer to them than they are.
Author’s Notes: This was written fortwillery, who prompted “forehead kiss” and my choice of Hagrid/Loki/Hawkeye/Hulk.
Loki’s throat worked. For long moments, as the little supervillain stared at him with bright eyes, he couldn’t speak.
Then he was gone, magic flaring up around him as he ripped through space, bringing himself into Stark’s Tower.
They were all there. The Captain stood, Stark swore, the Widow threw a knife without blinking. Loki strode through them without noticing. Magic shimmered around him like a heat haze, turning the knife into notice.
It was true. Thor was dead.
Loki thumped to his knees, staring at Thor’s face. It was scraped, bruised, broad and golden like a lion. It wasn’t Thor’s face; the person who had been there was gone.
Something cracked in Loki’s chest, splintered under the knowledge that he was alone in the world - no longer one of a pair - and he howled. He could do nothing else.
His cry reverberated through the air. Loki’s fingers clenched painfully; he couldn’t make himself touch the body of his brother. It was too - to feel his skin clammy-cold, his warmth gone -
But he couldn’t let Thor be alone.
Loki kissed Thor’s forehead, quivering like a wounded animal as he did so. Then he stood.
Thor had come to protect this world, and it had repaid him thus. Loki would make them pay.
Title: A Less Perfect Union
Word count: ~100
Characters/pairings: Tony/Steve
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Steve is trying to think of other things.
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to Marvel even though I’m often much nicer to them than they are.
Author’s Notes: This was written for
itsnotmymind’s Tony/Steve prompt, and I chose “a kiss along the hips.”Steve breathed shallowly and stared up at the high ceiling. JARVIS must be watching them, monitoring their vital signs, the increasing rates of their hearts - Steve tried to focus on that.
Tony was kissing Steve’s stomach, murmuring about his abs, about jealousy and national treasures.
Steve started to do the nine times tables.
Tony’s mouth was moving lower, with unmistakable intent. His beard brushed over Steve’s skin and his muscles jumped.
In increasing desperation, Steve started recting the Preamble to the Constitution in his head. The first time he’d ever had this, he couldn’t ruin it -
Tony kissed the sensitive line of Steve’s hipbone, sucking gently at his skin.
Steve groaned, clenched, and came.
Title: Spiderweb
Word count: ~400
Characters/pairings: Natasha/Pepper
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Natalie Rushman is a spy for someone. Pepper is not happy.
Warnings: suspension bondage
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to Marvel, even though I’m often much nicer to them than they are.
Author’s Notes: This was written for
angelbabe_cj’s prompt Natasha/???, “an upside-down kiss.”Pepper slid off her shoes with a silent, sad goodbye. She didn’t expect to find them again whenever she came out of this basement apartment, but it was hard to sneak in stilettos.
She opened the door as quietly as she could then tiptoed down the corridor in her stockings. This was such a bad idea; she should’ve called Happy. But he was meant for angry hippies or pissy clients, not corporate espionage on a Natalie Rushman level.
No one else could have left a bug there. It had to be Natalie. Beautiful, clever Natalie with the perfect credentials and the intense green eyes. Natalie who was here somewhere, and Pepper was going to -
Pepper’s feet left the ground and her world turned over. She screamed; then she realised she’d stepped into a booby trap, that she was hanging upside down in Natalie’s lair with her arms tied to her sides, and screamed again.
“Miss Potts.” Natalie appeared in a doorway, her face unreadable. Pepper screamed again, wriggling as much as she could against her bonds - which wasn’t much. She was trussed up like a fly about to be eaten.
“Tony knows where I am. If you hurt me he’ll bring the Iron Man suit and all kinds of fire down on - “
“No he doesn’t,” said Natalie quietly. “You wouldn’t tell him this. Not until after you’ve outed me as a... corporate spy? ...so you can tell him what a bad hire I was.”
“Bad hire doesn’t begin to cover it, you - ”
“You found me. So I’m going to give you what you wanted.”
Natalie came forward until Pepper could smell her perfume, until her creamy skin was inches away, and Pepper was going to die or be assimilated or -
Lips against hers. Upside down, which made sense since everything was upside down; Natalie was a spy or assassin or excellent kisser. Pepper was lightheaded, and she didn’t know if was shock or being hung upside-down or Natalie’s lush, warm lips teasing at hers.
She shut her eyes and let herself kiss back, the strangeness of Natalie’s mouth being upside down nothing to the rest of it; let the helplessness of it, of Natalie kissing her mouth and ghosting her fingers over Pepper’s face and neck, shiver straight through her.
Title: The End
Word count: ~200
Characters/pairings: Loki, Thor
Rating: G
Summary: A little supervillain has very exciting news for Loki.
Warnings: main character death, impending apocalypse
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to Marvel, even though I’m often much nicer to them than they are.
Author’s Notes: This was written for
twillery, who prompted “forehead kiss” and my choice of Hagrid/Loki/Hawkeye/Hulk.Loki’s throat worked. For long moments, as the little supervillain stared at him with bright eyes, he couldn’t speak.
Then he was gone, magic flaring up around him as he ripped through space, bringing himself into Stark’s Tower.
They were all there. The Captain stood, Stark swore, the Widow threw a knife without blinking. Loki strode through them without noticing. Magic shimmered around him like a heat haze, turning the knife into notice.
It was true. Thor was dead.
Loki thumped to his knees, staring at Thor’s face. It was scraped, bruised, broad and golden like a lion. It wasn’t Thor’s face; the person who had been there was gone.
Something cracked in Loki’s chest, splintered under the knowledge that he was alone in the world - no longer one of a pair - and he howled. He could do nothing else.
His cry reverberated through the air. Loki’s fingers clenched painfully; he couldn’t make himself touch the body of his brother. It was too - to feel his skin clammy-cold, his warmth gone -
But he couldn’t let Thor be alone.
Loki kissed Thor’s forehead, quivering like a wounded animal as he did so. Then he stood.
Thor had come to protect this world, and it had repaid him thus. Loki would make them pay.
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Date: 2013-08-18 05:32 pm (UTC)