Three shots! -one shot-
Might turn this into something more but just had a small idea. Hope you like it. Let me know. ———–
“Three shots, please, Nat.” I sighed heavily as I leaned my on my hand, leaning on the bar.
Nat effortlessly made up my request giving me an unsure look, finally asking what she’d been pondering. “Okay, birthday girl, what’s with the moping?”
I shook my head as I picked up and down the three shots one after the other. “Nothing.”
“Nothing? Really? It’s your birthday, Y/N… you should be hammered, dancing topless on the bar by now… again!” She smirked at me.
I held my hand up. “No, not again.” I chuckled. Never, again.
“Okay, but seriously, what’s happening with you?” She drowned refilling my shots.
“I’m 30, Nat. 30!” I downed my shots again pulling a face. “The hell is that?”
“Gin.” She chuckled. “Look, what do you care. You’ve never been one to care about ‘getting old’? Weren’t you excited about tonight?”
“Meh.” I shrugged toying with my empty glasses.
Yes, today was my 30th birthday party, courtesy of Tony. My birthday was actually tomorrow but it was Sunday and Tony wanted to have the party tonight. I couldn’t argue, if it wasn’t for Tony, I wouldn’t be here. He was my dad’s best friend from when they were younger. He was practically my second father after my dad died when I was 17, he took me in and taught me how to use my brain and to work on engines like him. And I was like him. Just, not a sex maniac.
“Weren’t you gonna kiss either a certain super soldier or-”
“Or?” Bucky leaned on the bar by my side, his gaze firmly set on me as he gave me that pantie wetting smile. Damn that man!
“Me!” Pietro shouted putting his arm around my shoulders, placing a kiss on my shoulder. “C'mon sweetheart. You owe me a dance.” He smirked. I shook my head trying to protest but he wouldn’t have it. “I know you’re 30 but I didn’t take you as ‘old’.”
I growled shaking my head. “She’s not 30, until tomorrow, butt head.” Nat slammed a glass down. “And, she’s dancing with me.” She said walking round the bar, taking my hand.
“Bye bye.” I waved as I followed her over to where Wanda and Vision were, trying, to dance. I wasn’t sure what we were dancing to. I was feeling buzzed from the shots and my previous drinks. Whatever it was, it worked well. Nat, Wanda and I danced together, closely, almost grinding on each other. Like we usually do. They were my girls.
“Look over to the bar, right now.” Wanda whispered.
I turned locking eyes with not one but two super soldiers. I couldn’t look away from them. The look the pair of them were giving me sent heat running to my pussy. I bit my lip as I spin round, pulling Nat close so I could talk to her.
“Is of possible to have an orgasm from eye contact?” She through her head back laughing. “I’m off to pee.”
“You mean to get off!” She blurted out. I held my finger up with a shrug as I ran off towards the elevator. Maybe she wasn’t completely wrong.