Fire starter (Ana X Bucky)

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TW - Slight NSFW

A knock wakes me from what could possibly be the most sexual dream I have ever had. It was so..god..Steve and James..taking turns... I make sure I'm somewhat presentable and not flushing like someone just ate me out. When I open the door I'm surprised by Tony.

"Hey what's up Tin man?" I joke making him chuckle.

"Cute, here" He hands me a very high tech phone. "I've already programmed everyone's numbers in it" he clears his throat "Even made Cap a speed dial for you..." I look up at him with furrowed brows. "Really? You think no one noticed that stunt at the table earlier?" My face flushes red remembering his words to me. He wasn't so subtle.

"I'm..."

"It's fine, it's nice to see the old man enjoy himself. Even if it was awkward." I press my lips together trying to hide a smile. "Just...be careful alright. I'm not one of the idiots that believe he's a virgin, I know better..." Before I could ask any questions he left.

I smiled at the phone and thought I need to program peoples pictures for their numbers. I got one of my silk robes out wrapping it around me. I grabbed some slippers to rush down to the living room. There was only Natasha and Clint talking. I had to start somewhere.

"I got a phone bitches" I yelled out to them. "I need pics" I started taking pictures of them until they got tired of it. I laughed picking out my favorites for their call screens.

"You going to show us which ones you are using?" I laugh turning on my heels to find the others

"NOPE" I enter the elevator and head to the training room. For Clint I picked the most hilarious picture of him almost falling off the couch. For Natasha a got a beautiful one of her profile while she was laughing.

I walk into the training room hearing grunts and bullets. I look around to find my next victim. Yes..James. He looks a hot mess. Perfect. He was a shirtless sweaty mess...with...sweat dripping everywhere...fighting with Steve again. I start taking pictures from a distance, trying to take my mind off of hot, sweaty muscular....

"What are you doing?" I hear him groan between grunts and punches.

"Taking pictures for your phone number." He sharply turns around with his eyes wide. I just smile at him still taking pictures

"No..stop Ana" I chuckle taking a picture of Steve tackling him. I think I'll use that pic. He's falling, his hair flying everywhere and his face looked surprised.

"Thanks Steve that was perfect." I turn around and walk away for my next target.

"Wait..no...delete that" I hear him complain as I walk away I laugh and wave him off.

Pietro was going to be hard..he is a literal blur. "Hey Pietro, I need pictures" He stops in front of me smiling.

"Of who Princessa?" Oh he's going to help, yay a diabolical partner, perfect.

"I got Clint, Natasha, and James. I need them hilarious or gorgeous..including you." He smiles taking my phone.

"Give me one moment Princessa" Soon I see flashes and hear clicks all over the room, then he vanishes. 

"What was that Ana?" Sam lands taking off his goggles.

"Oh nothing" I say with a big grin. We all see a blur and some more clicks

"Is he...is he taking pictures?" Sam looks scared and it just has me on the floor laughing.

"Maybe" Pietro stops next to me handing me the phone