"Seven Minutes in Heaven ~ Sam" – Avengers (and Loki) x Reader

Just as your hand passed through the threshold of the bag a loud knock echoed through the lounge room, making you flinch and pull your hand back.
"Are you expecting someone?" Nat asked Tony. He shrugged,
"I am!" Steve shot up and headed towards the door. Everyone looked questionably at the blonde man.
"You are?" Tony said, crossing his arms smiling, obviously bemused by the situation. Steve knew very few people outside of the group, he had spoken of a few others he had either met or reconnected with recently, but you had certainly not met them. You all looked among yourselves; Thor and Loki were the only ones to not quite understand your confusion.
"Yes," he replied, opening the door. Everyone leaned in so they had a clear view of the door, it wouldn't have looked quite so ridiculous if it was subtle, but it was far from it. Clint and Tony moved to lean over the edge of the three seater couch, Natasha had turned around almost completely to see passed the both of them, Bruce had meandered closer to you, and Thor and Loki looked between themselves for a moment before doing the same as Bruce had. The two men that stepped through the door were slightly shocked to have all of the eyes in the room focused on them. Steve shut the door and turned, smiling at his friends,
"This is Sam," he gestured to the smiling dark-skinned man standing to his left, "and this is James, but everyone calls him Bucky." He continued, gesturing to the stoic man to his right. "You've both already met Natasha, and this is Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson and (First Name) (Last Name)." everyone said hello and either waved or nodded when their name was called, Sam and Bucky's eyes lingered on each person for a moment, but when Steve came to you, Sam's eyes stopped on you for a longer time than anyone else. His welcomely warm brown eyes caused a flutter of butterflies to enter your stomach, and a soft blush to form on your cheeks. Tony cleared his throat, breaking the sudden silence.
"Gentlemen, we were just about to play a very sophisticated game of Seven Minutes in Heaven. Would you care to join us?" The billionaire said in a British accent whilst sweeping his hand through the air, which hit Clint square in the face, causing him to fall onto Natasha who was less than pleased. Tony let out an unsympathetic laugh and climbed down from the couch. You face-palmed, great first impressions Tony…
"How would that work exactly?" Sam said, walking forward with a sceptical laugh as Steve and Bucky followed behind.

Clint took it upon himself to explain the rules, Sam agreed of his own free will, Bucky on the other hand needed a little encouragement from Steve, but he did eventually agree to join the game. Sam and Bucky each put an item into the bag, and, of course, you weren't allowed to know what items they chose.
"Okay, (Name), now that that is settled, it's time to meet your fate!" Tony said, shoving the small bag of goodies in your face. You sighed and reached in. The cool touch of metal met your skin; it was similar to a coin, but in a completely unknown shape... Your brows furrowed and you pulled the small piece of metal from the bag.

In the centre was a small coat of arms or insignia that you couldn't quite make out, and surrounding it was two large wings that curved beautifully around it. You ran your fingers over the intricate details on the wings and admired the small metal badge-pin-thing.
"Well, it looks like I'm the lucky guy..." Sam said as he stepped forward. Clint sighed,
"That is so not fair..." the master assassin grumbled. A large grin pulled at Sam's lips,
"Sorry," he sang happily while leading you into the closet.

Usually you weren't the type of girl who would willingly throw herself at a complete stranger... but there was something - - magnetically electrifying - - about the man in front of you; and you knew he could feel it too because after the slightly awkward greetings, the both of you couldn't keep your hands to yourself.

Sam's warm lips crashed against your own as his rough, calloused hands skimmed over your shapely hips and waist. You certainly didn't back down to his advances, so you deepened the kiss, allowing his skilled tongue into your mouth. Your hands skimmed through his tightly cropped hair, sending a tingle through your arms and down your sides. Your lips tried to fight for dominance against his, but you could feel yourself losing the battle; and when he gently nipped your lower lip, you caved completely. A soft, stifled moan left your lips and he pulled you tighter against his muscular chest.

Quickly your hands found his broad shoulders and you gently pushed him towards the wall. However, when his back hit the wall, he swiftly spun you around and pinned you to the cool wall of the closet before starting to suck and nip roughly on your neck. A gasp caught in your throat and your head fell back, hitting the wall with an incredible force. A soft cry left your lips and your hand moved to tightly clench your head.
"Are you alright?" Sam asked with a sympathetic smile and a soft kiss at the edge of your mouth. Once the intensely stinging pain subsided you reached up and gently trailed your fingertips over his softly rugged lips.
"Yeah, I'm fine." You replied with a seductive smirk. The soldier stepped back just to make sure, but you followed him and reignited the kiss.

Your fingers then found the bottom of his shirt, and slowly you began to roll the flimsy fabric up his body. When your hands ran against his clearly defined abs, you pulled back,
"Wow." You gasped softly, trailing your forefinger along the crevasses and ridges of his perfectly toned stomach. "Could you lose the shirt...?" You asked with a small blush. Sam chuckled,
"Can you lose yours?" he asked with a smirk. You stepped a little further back and swayed your hips from side to side as you leisurely lifted your shirt up to reveal your (colour) (lace/silk) push-up bra before you pulled the shirt completely free. You could have sworn you saw Sam salivate, but you didn't give him any more time to soak in your form because you hurriedly moved forward and removed Sam's shirt for him; making sure to run your fingers along his skin every chance you had. When the flimsy fabric was finally gone, you were right back at it.

Sam wrapped his arms around you and he continued his assault on your lips, only this time, instead of leaving you standing, he lifted you up to you could wrap your legs around his waist. A low growl built in Sam's throat when you rolled your hips into his. A small smile pulled at your lips, feeling yourself getting some sort of control back. You didn't want it to end... it was too perfect; however, just like everything good in life, it had to come to an end – and that end was brought about by Tony Stark...
"Holy crap." He exclaimed from the door. You and Sam looked towards the blinding light streaming in from behind the billionaire. "I never thought it would turn out like this... I think I'm a little jealous..." he said with a smartass grin. At that moment all of the other Avengers looked into the closet and you could feel the heat of embarrassment pooling at your cheeks and your heart begin to race even more. The soldier slowly lowered you to the ground, and the both of you picked up your missing articles of clothing before exiting the closet; the surprised stares from the Avengers made it feel like a never-ending walk of shame... though, you definitely didn't regret anything... and from the look in Sam's eyes, he felt exactly the same way...

And this is it!

I'm sorry it's not as good as the other 7 Minute's I've done... I'm not used to Sam as a character, so I'm not sure how good it is... :/

EDIT: Changed my mind. I don't know Sam's character well enough to do a lemon for him... Sorry... I'm also going to be scrapping the Steve x Reader x Bucky version. Sorry to everyone who wanted to read that one.