Major Crush *
The training room was plunged into a bright dark. The various colours of the glowing neon lights cast a psychedelic atmosphere in the large room. Laughs and music could be heard all over the room, but the loudest noise was the one of the toy gun. It made a high pitched sound every time someone pulled the trigger.
“Who thought it was a good idea to let Tony watch ‘How I met you mother’?” You screamed, running with Natasha towards the closest wall and hid behind it. Clint was perched on top of a block, shooting at the both of you.
Tony found sudden interest in Barney Stinson, a thirty-something playboy living in New York whose hobbies involved sex, catchphrases, drinking and laser tag. A striking resemblance.
“Same person who’s shooting at us.” She panted, hugging the plastic gun to her chest. She took a deep breath. “Cover me!”
She didn’t wait for your answer and moved from behind the wall, all the while firing at Clint. She made a somersault to hide behind one of the wooden blocks and groaned when Clint’s name was still written on the board, meaning he was still in the game.
The team was paired in twosomes. Steve and Bucky shot Sam and Scott after the first few minutes of the game. The traitors, Sam muttered under his breath. Bruce accidentally shot himself while examining the mechanism of the artificial gun. Bucky, Steve, Tony, Wanda and Clint were still playing.
“You’re out, Maximoff!” Steve shouted from somewhere behind you, making you look at the board.
Bucky, Steve, Tony, Wanda and Clint. One less person to deal with.
There was only one thing hotter than Steve Rogers, and that was competitive Steve Rogers. The sound of his loud, excited voice made you squirm. You rubbed your thighs together, feeling a tingle in your cunt. Fuck, did you just moan at loud?
“Focus!” Natasha pulled you out of your reverie.
You deftly moved to the nearest hiding place. “You take Clint, I take Tony, and then we’ll only have the super soldiers to take down.”
“Yeah take down, not go down.” She taunted with a knowing smirk.
She gave you a firm nod, shooting at Clint to give you time to run away and find Tony.
It didn’t take you long to find Tony. He was singing along with the music that blasted Shoot to Thrill through the speakers. Amateur. You fought him and eventually got the upper hand, beaming when Tony’s name disappeared from the board.
Clint’s name was also gone, which meant that Natasha won. Bucky, Steve, Tony, Wanda and Clint. You smirked to yourself, the victory was so fucking close, but Tony’s sneer made you turn around.
“What?” You hissed.
“You’ll never win against Steve. I know ‘cause I tried, but also,” He paused to lean closer to your face and poked your shoulder with his finger. “Because you have a major crush on the Captain.” He singsang.
“Tony, I swear I’ll make you eat all your vinyl if you don’t shut up.” Out of your peripherals, you saw that Steve was slowly approaching you.
“Don’t worry. M. Perfect Teeth will respectfully lay you on his bed and ask you thirty times if you really want his- Hey!”
You quickly turned Tony around, using him as a shield when Steve fired at you. You pushed Tony towards Steve with all your strength and ran away in the other direction. Tony stumbled directly into Steve’s arms.
“Avenge me, Cap.” Tony joked as Steve ran past him, his plastic gun raised high.
You hid behind a corner and tried to calm your ragged, noisy breathing before it would betray your position.
“I was genetically modified to win, you don’t stand a chance. If you come out now, I promise I’ll make it fast.”
You rolled your eyes at his words, but the sassiness in his voice sent heat to your core. You tried to listen to the sound of his footsteps over the loud music. You peeked from behind the wall and saw him turn the corner. He walked warily, still looking for you; his body alert and ready to shoot.
Slowly, like a cat about to jump on a mouse, you followed him and pushed him against the wall. The blow made him drop his gun to the floor, his mouth fell open in a silent gasp.
“I don’t want it fast, Rogers.” You pressed your breasts against his chest. His abs tensed up when he felt your hard nipples against the thin cloth of his laser tag uniform.
You wrapped a hand behind his neck and easily pulled his head down. The kiss was messy, untamed, all teeth and tongue until your wet lips were red and swollen. His hands cupped your ass and drew you closer as his tongue continued to taste and lick every inch of your mouth.
“Wait, there’s somethin’ I wanted to do first.” You slurred breathlessly between sloppy kisses.
“What?” Steve voice was low and rough. He watched you pull away from him.
You pointed your fake gun at him and pulled the trigger, his laser tag uniform made a funny noise. Immediately his gun was disconnected and Steve’s name was erased from the board. Steve made a scandalised noise in his throat when he understood he had lost the game. Bucky, Steve, Tony, Wanda and Clint.
“Fuck me.” He groaned, throwing his head back. He winced when his head hit the wall.
“You’re on my list, Rogers.” You smirked before you kissed him again.
He scoffed against your mouth, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. You instinctively raised a leg up and wrapped it around his waist as his hands scooped your rear. You gasped when his free hand pivoted you so that your back was now pressed against the wall, his towering frame hovering over you.
“Bucky’s still in the game, which means I can still win. All I have to do is keep you against the wall until he comes to shoot you.” He whispered into your ear.
“You could do that.” You held back a moan when he pressed himself harder against you. “Or you could help me and lead him into a trap.”
“And what do I get in return?” He quipped, licking his lips with anticipation.
“Whatever you want, Captain. I know how to motivate my troops.” You teased him, nibbling his earlobe. Your fingers followed the path of hair below his navel under the shirt before you cupped his crotch and gave it a hard squeeze.
He groaned low in his throat, his hips jerking upward. He pulled his face away and looked at your soft lips with lust in his eyes.
“You have nice lips. ‘M sure they’d look even more beautiful wrapped around my cock.” You gasped never expecting Steve to be so blunt, especially since he was always so shy around you. He brushed the pad of his thumb across your swollen bottom lip. “Care to give me a little preview?” You nodded your head while looking straight into his eyes.
He pushed his thumb into your mouth and you gladly sucked the appendage, swirling your tongue around his thick finger. His free hand slid from your calf to your thigh, rubbing circles that made you grind against him.
“I wish you could see yourself right now, suckin’ my thumb like it’s my cock. You fuckin’ love it.” You nodded quickly, your eyes still fixed on his. You never thought that you’d find something hotter than competitive Steve Rogers, but brash Steve Rogers was lighting a fire inside you.
“I bet you’re soakin’ wet. Tell me, will you let me fuck your tight pussy, princess?” His tone was sweet, innocent, but his words were making your body shake with need. “Yes, you will ‘cause you’re ‘a good little soldier. I wanna see if ya can take my cock as good as your orders.”
You released his thumb with an obscene pop, adamant that he kept his end of the deal. “Call Bucky and you’ll find out.”
He pushed away from you and called out Bucky’s name. A few seconds later Bucky showed up with his plastic gun at his side, never thinking for one second that his best friend was betraying him.
You raised your fake gun and shot Bucky who groaned loudly as the music stopped. Your name and Natasha’s name were the only two on the board next to a little icon that said ‘WINNERS’.
You kissed Steve’s cheek innocently and took his hand in yours, leading the real winner out of the room to take his price. From the way Steve fidgeted to hide his boner, Bucky understood what happened.
“What the hell, Rogers!” Bucky held out his arms in a bow. “You’d sell your best friend for a blowjob?”
“Oh, shut up! You had at least three occasions to shoot Nat. What’s up with that, uh?” Steve snickered at his best friend.