Battling My Addictions (Y/N)

Part 3

Y/N's POV:

This will be the end of me. What dumb games are we going to have to play? "Well, Stark, what game first?" Thor queries.

"To start us off, truth or dare. If you don't do it or answer, you have to drink a shot of Thor's Asgard beer, you don't want that. Sound good?" Tony explains.

"Fine, who goes first?" Natasha asks.

"Since I said to play this game, I get to ask first," Tony smirks again. "Yelena, truth or dare...?"

"Why me? Ugh, truth, I guess," Yelena complains causing people to chuckle.

"Perfect. Out of everyone in this room, who do you want to see naked?" Tony asks with full confidence, not joking.

Yelena chokes on her drink, "why? I guess it'd be, uhh," Yelena scans her eyes around the room. "Bishop..."

Kate straight away looks up from her lap and makes eye contact with Yelena. Wait, do they like each other? All of a sudden Wanda bursts into laughter. "What is it, Maximoff?" Bruce asks.

"I just read their minds," she exclaims in between laughs.

"What'd you read?" Peter asks. He then looks at me, "what did she read?"

"How the chuff would I know?" I chuckle.

After a few turns, Tony gets to ask someone again. "My turn to ask someone!" Tony does a little dance. "Y/ln! Truth or dare?"

"You seem too excited. But you know I nearly always choose dare. Shoot me," I sigh out.

"Sit on Kate's lap for the rest of the game!" Tony laughs.

"What the fuck!? Pardon my french. But what the fuck? I hate this game!" I glance at Kate who is biting her lip trying to hide a smile. "Is this alright? I'll drink the shot if I have to."

"No, I don't know what that does. Just...get over here," Kate whispers.

"Whatever you say..." I chuckle nervously. No, I shouldn't be nervous. Friends. Friends. You're platonic friends. Platonic sounds fake. We're nonphysical friends. I slowly stand up, all eyes on me. I walk over to Kate and then glance at Tony. "Do I straddle her or sit with my legs at the side?"

"Straddle."

"Of course..." I put my legs on either side of Kate's and sit down. "Comfy?" I check with Kate. She silently nods.

"Now I'm asking." I take a big sip of my whiskey. "That was needed. Hill, t-truth or dare?" I am slightly slur. I then down five more shots of whiskey.

"Wait. Why don't we just do dirty dares now?" Tony smirks yet again!

"Fine," everyone sighs.

"Maria, I d-dare you t-to show us h-how you t-turn someone o-on," I smirk, slurring most words. I shouldn't have taken so many shots.

"Fuck," she whispers under her breath. Maria turns to Natasha and starts straddling her like I am to Kate. But instead of staying still, she starts slowly grinding on Nat's thigh. Nat tries not to give in to the immense pleasure but fails. Nat stands up, holding Maria, and walks away.

"You better not start doing that," Kate warns me, I burst out laughing and then become aware that I'm still on Kate's lap. That shuts me up for sure.

Clint coughs to get out attention. "Kate, I dare you to give the person your closest to a lap dance."

"You know I'm quite literally touching someone," Kate groans. Clint hums in response. "I'm never telling you anything ever again."

Kate picks me up and places me on the chair so she can give me a dance. She begins seductively dancing then treks toward me, she crawls onto my lap and wraps her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. She starts to move a bit on my lap. Whilst she's doing her thing, she accidentally rubs her core right on me. We both gasp and looks down. I'm enjoying this too much. "T-that enough?" Kate chokes out.

"It was enough a minute ago, horndogs," Clint laughs. Kate stands up and we return to our usual position.

"You can stop that. Let's play a new game!" Tony announces. "Spin the bottle!"

The team groans but after some persuasion, we say okay. We take one of my old beer bottles and sit in a circle around it. Thor spins first and it lands on Bucky. They quickly kiss and Sam looks pissed. "Relax, it's just a game," Bucky whispers to him.

After a few spins, the bottle lands on me, "I wasn't paying attention, who spun that?"

"Me. Because why would we not get picked on," Kate grumbles.

"Oh." Kate looks at me and starts leaning in. We share a quick kiss but it felt distinct. Of course, I haven't kissed someone in six years.

After more turns, Tony interrupts, "seven minutes in heaven."

The whole team agrees since Tony got us all intoxicated as fuck. His plan exactly. Tony gathers items to reassemble the people that are still there; Wanda, Tony, Sam, Vision, Steve, Bucky, Kate and me. Everyone else left.

Tony picks out something first and a little shiel keychain comes out. "Capsicle. Looks like we're destined to be together," Tony laughs.

They go into a closet and seven minutes later we put our ears up to it. "They are going at it hard. Tony, Steve, times up!" A few seconds later they walk out, faces flustered. "You two can't leave, we need Tony to tell us what means what," Sam explains. It is clear to tell, even if I'm this drunk, that I'm the drunkest of us all, I slur every word I say now. I'm just generally drunk.

We pick the bowl up and Vision picks out a red ball. "I assume this is Wanda?" Vision checks.

"Yuh-huh!" Tony exclaims.

"J-jeez, T-tony, d-don't s-shout. S-some o-of u-us a-are d-drunk," I groan.

When they come out of the closet Vision is crying, I didn't even know that could happen. A computerised, crying. Crazy. Sam and Bucky pick each other but they request to just go to their room so they can actually do it. There are only two more objects, one resembling me, the other Kate. Here goes nothing.