Warnings - bondage, needles, blood, language *LONG CHAPTER*
You only went to the tower a few times a year, which meant you only got to see Uncle Bucky when you went. Your father doesn't think it's good if he comes to the house because people are still after him. Being the the daughter of Captain America and Black widow, you were kept secret to the world, which is why you don't go out often.
Today was your seventeen birthday party at the tower, and Happy was picking you up. Your parents were getting ready in the other room, while you were putting on your dress. Your phone chimed from on the bed, walking over to see Buck had texted.
"Hey, got a big gift for you tonight. Happy Birthday. -Buckaroo"
A smile grew on your face as you read it, getting more excited to see him. It's been a while since you've seen each other in person, only having calls and facetime. Big missions have come up, and your parents have had to go as well, leaving you with no communication for months. They have Wanda and Pietro stay with you until they come back.
"Thank you, can't wait to see you too. Hate that we have to do this. -Y/N" You responded, tossing your phone back on the bed and finishing with your hair for a second.
The knock on the door alerted you, flinching at the sudden sound. You almost smiled at yourself as you walked over, now being greeted with your mother. "Hey, you look sexy." You smiled, looking down at her 50's style dress. It was a dark blue velvet, short dress, with half sleeves.
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She smiled and looked down at you, taking your dress in that her, Wanda, and you had picked out. She'd never seen you in it, which was why she gave you a complete look over. The dress was to your thighs, having spaghetti straps to hold it up. There were small ruffles at the top, covering your chest. The bottom had loose ruffles, circling your frame. "Damn, you look hot." She whispered, making sure Steve didn't hear.
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You giggled at her reaction, smoothing out the material as you pushed some curls over your shoulder. "Thanks, I had some help picking it out." You played dumb, walking back into the room to grab your phone. Your heels clicked on the hardwood floor, tracking your every step. It made you feel powerful.
