New Years Kiss
There was only a handful of minutes until midnight and the new year. Natasha wasn't big on the holiday tradition of kissing someone as a way to celebrate. There were some things that Americans celebrated that she found truly ridiculous.
Tony had, unfortunately, overheard Natasha telling Clint how she thought the tradition of kissing a stranger at midnight was silly and he came over. With a smirk on his face, he warned her that unless she found someone to kiss herself, he would send an unknown individual to claim the chance themselves.
Of course she didn't believe him because he liked to say and do things that would draw attention to himself. It was a part of Tony's nature. Natasha was pretty certain that Tony was even a little bit scared of her and would never dare to send a random person to steal a kiss from her. It wasn't smart to piss off a spy. Especially the Black Widow.
Still, she would rather be safe than sorry, whigh was the reason she was trying to find Steve now. They'd worked very closely together over the past few years and Natasha knew that she'd feel more comfortable with kissing him than anyone else in this large group of strangers.
Hell, she could even admit that she was attracted to him - although, that was a given. Who wouldn't be attracted to Captain America? He was one of her closet friends besides Clint and she trusted him with her life and vice versa. They had chemistry and there was more than a little heat between them.
Natasha promised herself that, even though she liked Steve, she wouldn't make a move unless she was sure he felt the same. That was yesterday, though. Today was a new day and in less than five minutes, it would be a new year.
If she found Steve and kissed him at midnight, the way he responded would tell her if he had feelings for her too. After all, Steve Rogers was not the kind of person who could successfully lie and hide his true feelings in something as intimate as a kiss. He hadn't been trained as a spy like Natasha had.
Truthfully, Natasha was sick and tired of pretending like she didn't care about Steve, because she did care. A lot. And it was time for him to know it. When she found him, she would make one hundred percent sure that he'd feel her desire for him in the kiss. This time, she was going to be just Natasha. No covers, no masks, no facades. Steve was going to get the real deal this time.
"Honestly, how hard is it to find a tall, blonde man in this room?" Natasha grumbled to herself and strained her neck to find Steve. They were far too many people in the building. Did Tony have absolutely zero respect for fire hazards?
Finally, she caught a glimpse of Steve talking to Sam and Bucky near the bar. She made a beeline for him and added more power to her stride when she heard everyone in the crowd begin to count down.
"Ten...nine..."
Why were there so many people in between her and the bar?
"...eight...seven..."
Natasha regretted that she hadn't chosen to bring her gun with her tonight. This crowd would definitely have thinned out quickly if she shot off a few rounds.
"...six...five..."
She was so close to him now. If she moved just a few steps closer, she could reach his arm.
"...four...three..."
Natasha latched onto Steve's shoulder, spinning him around to face her. He frowned and looked down at her, surprised by the motion. "Natasha? What are you doing?"
"...two...one..."
Instead of listening to the sound of his voice, Natasha'e eyes rested on those full lips that she'd been wanting to taste so badly. She licked her own and smirked. "Pucker up, Rogers. Today is your lucky day." Then she took him by the back of his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers.
"Happy New Year!"
Everyone yelled, threw party balloons in the air and kissed a person nearby them. The entire room was filled with a buzz of excitable energy and it fuelled Natasha on as she moaned into the kiss. Steve was an amazing kisser, even better than he had been on the escalator in the mall all those years ago.
After several seconds, Natasha finally pulled away so she could breathe. "I gotta say, Steve...I had no idea you were that good of a kisser. What have you been doing to perfect your technique? Practicing on trees?" When her eyes opened, the smile on her face dropped and she stared in shock.
The man who stood before her was not Steve Rogers, but Johnny Storm, aka, The Human Torch from the Fantastic Four team. The cogs began spinning in Natasha's mind and she groaned, remembering that Tony had invited the foursome to this party. "I enjoy my little chats with Reed," he'd said to Natasha with a wry grin on his face.
What he really meant was that he liked getting Reed drunk so he could coax the scientist into doing things that he would get him in trouble with Sue if she caught him. So typical of Tony.
"Johnny Storm?! What-I...I thought you were Steve!" Natasha's cheeks began to gradually turn red and she felt horribly embarrassed. Sam and Bucky gave her pitying glances before turning and finding some other people to talk to. They definitely did not want to witness this.
Johnny laughed and took a drink of his beer. "No, I'm not Steve. He's over on the couches, talking to Vision and Wanda. Maria was the one he kissed."
Natasha swivelled and, as Johnny said, there was Steve by the couches, smiling and talking to Maria Hill. They seemed a bit...chummy. An enraged glare spread across Natasha's face and she started to make her way over to the couches. Johnny grabbed her forearm, stopping her and she sent him a venomous look.
He chuckled uneasily and backed up a few steps. He may have not been an Avenger, but he knew how dangerous Natasha Romanoff was and he had no desire to be on the end of her wrath. He held up his hands in a peaceful surrender.
"Look, don't be mad. Steve does like you, he just gave Maria a kiss on the cheek, so you don't have to worry, okay?"
"Oh! And I should believe you, why?"
"Because I had my eyes open during the entire time you kissed me. I was watching them." Johnny couldn't stop the sly grin that formed on his lips.
"Such a gentleman. Why would you kiss me when you knew I would be pissed once I realized you weren't Steve?" She crossed her arms and gave him a levelled stare.
"Well, I'm not supposed to tell you, but...Tony put me up to it. He paid me five hundred bucks to make you think I was him. The reason you thought I was Steve was because I was wearing one of invisible face mask things." He pointed to the counter and Natasha's mouth dropped when she realized that the mask was the same kind she'd worn all those years ago to infiltrate SHIELD as Congresswoman Hawley.
Her eyes glinted dangerously and she looked up at Johnny. So Tony thought it would be funny to trick her into kissing someone else, huh? Oh, he was dead."You got paid for tricking me. Congratulations. Not many people can successfully pull the wool over my eyes and live to tell it." She stepped closer to Johnny and was pleased when she saw his Adam's apple Bob up and down.
He was scared. Good. He should be.
"Where. Is. He?" She hissed.
Johnny wordlessly pointed up towards the stairs and Natasha looked, seeing Tony with Pepper in his arms, laughing at something she'd said. Then, as if by magic, he looked down towards Natasha and their eyes met. Then he began to hurry away from Pepper and escaped down the stairs and through the hall. Or he thought he was going to escape.
Natasha smiled wickedly and gave Johnny a pat on his cheek. "Thanks, Johnny. Don't spend all of that money in one place." Then she ran down the hallway, chasing after Tony. As she turned a couple of corners, she put her hands on her hips. There were a lot of rooms on this floor. It may take her a while to catch Tony. As she inwardly debated where she should search first, Steve ran over to her. "Nat, Johnny just told me what Tony put him up to."
She stared at him, incredulously. "He did?" She was surprised that the young man would even have had the guts to tell Steve that he went along with Tony's plan. Steve Rogers was a pretty intimidating person.
"Yes. What do you say we do a little tag team and get him together?" His eyes were full of mischief.
She shook her head as if she had water in her ears. Steve Rogers was going to help her get revenge from Tony Stark? Today was a beautiful day. "Sure thing, Rogers. It'll be just like old times...but before we do this..." Natasha tugged him down to her and slammed her lips against his. The kiss was hard, passionate and demanding. Steve's hands gripped her waist and she pushed him against the wall.
Catching his lip between hers and massaging it gently, Natasha glared at Steve and pushed him back again, still a bit jealous after he had kissed Maria. "You listen here, Rogers. My lips are the only ones you're ever going to kiss. Got it?" The roughness in her voice was commanding and stern. Even if she hadn't physically seen him kiss Maria, it still set off her possessive instincts.
"You're mine and mine alone. Understand?"
Steve's lips quirked into a smile and he brushed his lips against hers once more. Then he kissed her forehead and drew back from her, eyes sparkling with a hungriness that nearly took her breath away. "Yes, ma'am. Loud and clear."
The blush that appeared on Natasha's cheeks couldn't be stopped. Steve had been so gentle, so tender with that kiss. It felt like he was cherishing her, as if she were important to him. There was a warmth that ran up and down her spine and through her belly. Well, she would discover the other ways Steve could be gentle with her later. Right now, they had a man to catch. "Good. Now let's scare the hell out of Tony."
As the two lovers ran off in search of their prey, they had one mission: that by the time they were finished with Tony, he would never play around with either of them ever again.