Birthday Party

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As usual Tony had insisted on a big party for Nat's birthday. A Stark party was always big news no matter how often they happened.

You were in Nat's room getting ready, your dress hung on the back of her door. You couldn't wait to see Bucky and Loki's reaction to it. The emerald green dress had a built in corset, pulling your waist in before the lace skirt flowed out at your hips hanging just above your knees.

You were sat at Nat's dressing table putting on the final touches to your make-up. "I'm not telling you a thing Nat." You laughed seeing her pout at you in the mirror.

"Come on!" She pleas. "Bucky was angry when you left and now he's not stopped smiling."

"We went on our honeymoon, I'd be worried if he wasn't smiling." You picked up the nude lipstick, sweeping it across your lips. You weren't the biggest fan of make-up, so you were keeping it natural for tonight. Just enough to hide the bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep on the plane ride home.

Nat threw herself back on the bed. "Just tell me how to get a super soldier to stop pouting."

You stopped what you were doing, pulling her up off the bed before she ruined all the effort she'd put into curling her hair. "Now we get to the truth. Steve's pissed off with you. What happened?" You sat her down in front of the mirror at her dressing table. You started to fluff her hair out, picking up the curling iron to redo some of the curls that had fallen out.

"He asked me on a date," she blushed slightly as your eyes met hers in the mirror.

"And let me guess, you freaked out and said no?"

Her eyes seemed to wonder as she recalled the memory. "I didn't say anything. He ran off before I could answer him."

You rolled your eyes, knowing how stubborn they could both be. You finished putting the last curl back in her hair before spraying a light layer of hairspray over it. "There, perfect." You spun her round in her chair, giving her your best 'Mom' look. "Now you are going to put on that killer dress and go get your man. You are Natasha Romanoff, it is your birthday and you don't take no for an answer." You pulled her up, placing a kiss on her cheek before grabbing your dress and going into the bathroom.

"You know, Loki's confidence has rubbed off on you!" Nat shouted through as you pulled the dress off the hanger.

You smiled, knowing just how right she was. For a long time you felt so inadequate compared to Bucky and Loki, but every day they made sure to change that. Or at least try to. Some days were better than others but Nat was right, you were becoming the woman they deserved. The confidence came as a side effect of that.

***

You were sat at the bar with Bucky one side of you and Loki the other, neither one of them had kept their hands off you all night. Loki's jaw had struggled to get off the floor when you walked in. Bucky had nearly thrown you over his shoulder and walked straight back out the party. As much as he loved the dress, he couldn't wait to get you out of it.

Steve came to join you, noticing the way you kept biting back a smile every time he came near you. "You are practically bouncing in your seat. What's going on?"

You made a zipping motion over your lips. "Nope, you're getting nothing out of me Rogers." You knew that Nat had planned to wait until later on to talk to him and you weren't about to ruin her big moment.

"And here I thought we were friends Y/N." He teased, reaching over the bar to grab a bottle of beer before screwing the cap off.

"Which is why I'm saying nothing."

He shook his head playfully, not willing to give up just yet. "This have anything to do with why Nat is avoiding me?"

"I have no idea what you're on about Steven." You smiled. Bucky chuckled at the use of Steve's full name, well aware of what you knew. There were no secrets between the three of you, not even when it came to your sister's love life.

Steve took a sip of his beer, moving back slightly. "You are a terrible liar these days, you know that right?"

The rest of the night passed relatively quickly, the large party slowly flitered down until it was just you and the rest of the Avengers. The music in the background turned down so you no longer had to shout to hear everyone.

You were sat on the sofas, no one particularly drunk, but certainly feeling the effects of the alcohol buzzing through you. "Come on Y/N, it'll be fun." Clint tried to encourage you to take part in the prank he'd thought up. You looked over at Bucky who was deep in conversation with Steve at the bar. You couldn't help but admire him, even in the low light he was one of the most handsome men you had ever set eyes on.

Clint nudged you to get your attention again. "Fun for you, not for me."

"Come on!" He attempted to flutter his eyelashes at you. "You're the only one that can get close enough."

"What do I get in return?" You weren't about to do this just for their entertainment.

Nat came and sat next to you, she'd heard what Clint had asked and was intrigued to see the outcome. "I'll do your mission reports for the next six months."

It was a generous offer considering how much you hated the paperwork. "Okay fine." Clint fist bumped the air as all eyes fell on you. Loki sat with a knowing smirk of how this was going to end but he made no move to stop you. "Bury me somewhere sunny," you called out over your shoulder as you made your way to Bucky.

He could see the devious smirk on your face, instantly knowing you were up to something. "What are you doing doll?"

You sauntered up to him, running your hands up his chest. "Who says I'm doing anything?" You pressed your lips to his, distracting him as you remembered the sequence that Shuri had taught you for removing his arm. The metal thunked to the floor before you picked it up. "Love you, bye!" You ran off, everyone howling with laughter behind you.

Nat smirked as she watched Bucky chase after you. "We won't be seeing her for a few days."

You kept running through the compound, laughing as Bucky started to catch up. "Doll! Get back here." You knew it wouldn't matter if you stopped now or later, either way you were going to be in for one hell of a punishment. So you tried to postpone it for as long as you could.

Just when you thought you'd lost Bucky, Loki appeared in front of you, causing you to crash into his chest. He held onto your arms to keep you from falling. "Oh my Queen, did you really think that was a good idea?"

"Oh come on Loki move, I don't want him to catch me yet." You pouted, trying to give him the most innocent look you could.

"Too late," Bucky's voice came from behind you as he took his arm back. He reattached it, the plates whirring as he swung his arm round.

He came up behind you, his hand gripping on to the front of your throat. "Bedroom. Now."

The words left your lips before you could think about the consequences. "Make me." The brat in you taking over without you even realising. You were already in trouble, but apparently that wasn't enough. You just had to push him that bit further.

"You want to try that again doll?" His grip on your throat tightened as Loki smirked at you both.

"I said make me."

You were naked in bed, tied to the headboard before you had time to blink. They both stood over you, smug smiles on their faces.

You turned to Loki with a scowl. "Traitor."

The look in Bucky's eyes had you clenching your thighs together. This was going to be a long night and you couldn't wait.

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