First off I own nothing. All rights belong to Marvel. Second this is my first story after a very long hiatus from writing. Please enjoy and review if you like.

Parties thrown by Stark Industries were always lavish. Private parties thrown by Tony Stark in Las Vegas were out of this world. Darcy had never been to a soiree where the booze and horderves flowed so freely. She smoothed her white dress with slightly sweaty palms. She knew the only reason she was here was because Jane insisted that Tony extend her an invitation.

"Well well well...what is taser girl doing here?" a voice interrupted her thoughts.

Darcy looked up into the smirking eyes of Phil Coulson. "Jane," she replied.

"No doubt Thor put a good word in for you as well," he mused as he sipped a glass of champagne.

She smiled, "No doubt."

"Well I must make the rounds," he pulled a face and she giggled. "Have a good evening."

"You too Agent Coulson," she smiled.

"Phil," he responded. He paused. "And Darcy," she glanced at him. "Stay away from the tables. Having the God of Gambling here is not good for any of us."

She nodded and he went on his way.

"Are you armed?" a raspy voice asked.

Darcy paused and laughed when Natasha Romanoff walked into view. "Will I ever live that down?"

Natasha grinned, "Thor should be the embarrassed one." She handed Darcy a glass of champagne, "Enjoying the spectacle?"

Darcy noded, "Yes. Usually I jump right in, but I am trying not to embarrass Jane too much."

"Where's Intern Boy?" Clint Barton asked as he stole Natasha's glass.

"Ian?" Darcy asked. "We broke up awhile ago."

"Best keep that to yourself," he grinned. "Rumor has it that the moment you are single the agents will start lining up."

"Not to mention others," Natasha murmured as she snatched her drink back.

Clint glared in the direction of the gaming tables.

Darcy's eyes followed and landed on Loki. He was sipping wine while trying to explain the finer points of roulette with Tony Stark. "When did I sign up for SHIELD's Bachelorette?" she fumed.

Clint smirked, "The moment you walked into the office."

"Don't look now," Natasha laughed. "Here comes Bachelor number one."

Before Darcy could protest Steve Rodgers made his way over. "Evening Ma'am," he greeted her.

Darcy smiled, "Hi. Should I call you Mr. Rogers or just Captain?"

He laughed, "How about Steve."

"Only if you call me Darcy."

"Deal," he grinned. "Can I interest you in a dance?"

"I'm not the greatest dancer," she tried to explain.

"I'll lead," he said as he swept her off to the floor.

He was a great dancer, polished and confident. They talked about mundane things. Deep down she knew it was all for show. The looks Maria was giving her spoke volumes. "I'm going to sit the next one out. You might be able to interest Maria in a dance."

He blushed and pecked her cheek, "You are a doll."

Darcy grabbed a plate and sat at a table alone. Watching Maria and Steve dance confirmed her suspicion. They were smitten with each other.

Her eyes wandered and settled on Director Fury as he was trying to explain to Jane and Thor why a treaty with some realm was important. Phil and Pepper were laughing about something that Tony was complaining about. She felt very out of her element. Maybe she should go back to her room.

"Going so soon," a voice ghosted over her ear.

She jumped and gripped the table, "Loki," she stuttered. "What brings you to my corner?"

His smile was pure predatory, "I haven't danced with you this evening. What a shame it would be if we missed this opportunity."

Darcy accepted his hand and was whirled onto the floor. Like Steve he was polished and confident. Unlike Steve he pushed boundaries. His hand drifted just a hair to low on her back, his breath would linger just a tad too long on her neck. It sent her pulse racing and her mind reeling. This was not right.

"Can I interest you in a game at the tables?" he invited.

"I better not," she demurred.

"Phil warn you?" he pouted.

"It would not end well," she sidestepped the question.

"Oh contraire," he purred. "It will end very well."

She shivered, "You are inviting me to a very dangerous game."

He grinned, "That I am. I promise not to let you burn."

"I should…" her voiced trailed off.

"Come," he commanded.

Oh what the hell she thought. The worse that could happen is she ended up playing a game of strip poker and the team saw her tits.

He smirked as he lead her to the tables. His poor little mortal had not a clue what she was in for.

"Damn it!" Darcy whined. She knew she sucked at gambling, but this had to be the worse night of her life. So far she had lost three bets that forced her to drink a couple of strong shots of alcohol, forfeit her new Vegas key chain, and now her earrings. At least it was just pretty costume jewelry.

"One more bet?" Loki asked.

"Only if you don't deal," she pouted. "Cheater."

He chuckled. As much as he enjoyed tinkering with the games, Darcy had lost all of these on her own. "Banner!" he called. "Darcy and I require a favor.

Bruce walked over and sighed. As intelligent as Darcy was, she had walked right into Loki's trap. He raised his shot of bourbon in a mock salute and downed it. "Hand the cards over. No cheating Loki. Darcy don't do anything stupid."

He dealt the cards and the bets got ridiculously high.

"No shit!" Darcy screeched. "Those are the keys to your apartment!"

Loki smirked, "That they are. Now you must put up something with equal or higher value."

"I guess I need to fold," she whined. "Nothing that comes remotely close to that."

Out of midair Loki pulled a diamond ring and threw it in the pot, "What's that?" Darcy demanded,

He smirked, "You win, you get my place. I win, I get you. Marry me," he replied

"No...no...NO!" she exclaimed. "You are drunk. You don't know me." she sighed. "Trust me. You don't want to marry me."

"I know what I want," his voice had that dark edge of steele to it. "Are you in or are you out?" he challenged.

She looked into his eyes and watched him smirk. Damn she was an idiot, "I'm in."

"FUCK!" she screamed as Loki led her off to an awaiting limo. "You had to have cheated," she fumed.

Loki chuckled as Bruce and Phil followed them out. "Keep telling yourself that."

"I told you to keep away from him, "Phil grumbled.

Bruce laughed, "If Loki had tinkered with the cards Thor would have said something. He loves to point out when Loki is using his magic."

Darcy crossed her arms and glared at him, "I hate all of you!"

An hour later Darcy had a diamond ring on her left hand and a marriage certificate. "I'm too drunk for this. Please tell me we can annul this in the morning."

Loki laughed as he scooped her out of the limo, "No a chance little one."

He nodded good-byes to Phil and Bruce and carried Darcy to his room

"Fifty bucks she figures out Tony was in on this by morning," Bruce laughed.

Phil shook his head, "Hundred and fifty say it takes six months and a pregnancy scare."

Both men chuckled and returned to the party.