Hold me closer- Natasha x y/n (gxg)

Spin the bottle

The look left his face as you sidestepped, flung yourself onto him, wrapping your legs around his neck, and sent him down instantly.
​You got off of him, and helped the dazed captain up.
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All the avengers had gathered near Tony, and were watching, interested. 'Rematch?' you questioned. 'Certainly, y/l/n.' Steve grinned.

Before you could prepare yourself, he had landed a punch in your stomach. Taken by surprise, you rolled over, and kicked up, catching him across the face. Steve went down, before rolling over, and crouching. He leapt towards you, and you ducked, and in a split second you flipped him, landing on his chest.
​He tapped the mat, gasping for breath as you crushed his throat.
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'Y/n, Barnes.' Tony called out, as Steve stumbled out of the ring. You nodded, smiling.
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Even Tony looked amazed as you flipped Bucky with ease, twisting his arm behind his back.
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'Sorry', he mumbled, leaving the ring, 'I got distracted Tony.' Tony rolled his eyes, and you laughed, drinking some of his water, and wiping down with a towel. Bucky grinned at you and you flashed him a smile.
​Nat seemed pissed, and glared at you and Bucky.
​'Romanoff, you're up!' Tony called out.
Oh shit.
​'Gladly.' Nat jumped off her chair, and strode up to the ring. You could feel the heat rising to your face. You were clearly exhausted, nothing more.
​You both got into your positions. Nat leapt at you, and grabbed your neck, pulling you down; you slipped under her as she avoided the floor, pushing you under her. Before she could hold you in place, you rolled between her legs and leapt up, and you played your signature move. Jumping up, using the ropes as a rebound, you placed your legs around her neck, and sent her down. She flipped you both over, and straddled you, pressing her fingers into your neck, and holding your waist between her thighs. You thrust upwards, sending her flying off you, and you jumped on her, keeping her down. She leapt up and took control, pinning your arms beneath you.
​'Touché.' She murmured in your ear, before standing up, and leaving the ring.
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'Welcome to the Avengers y/n.' Tony smiled, and the other avengers gathered around you.

​Over the next few weeks, you made good friends with most of the Avengers, telling them stories about your missions in the Middle East, and listening intently to their stories.

The only person who you hadn't spoken to yet, or at least had a decent conversation with, was Natasha Romanoff. She seemed to hate you, and you she only ever looked at you when she thought you couldn't see her.
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One morning, as you were going for a run, you bumped into Tony, who was trying out one of his new suits, and had crashed after one of the thrusters broke.
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'So y/n, I'm thinking of planning a party tonight.' You grinned, knowing how much Tony loved parties.

'Good idea, shall I ask around and find out who's coming?' you offered.
​'Please do, it would be really helpful.' You nodded, and jogged off, leaving Tony in the bush.
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In the afternoon, you went around asking. Everyone could come, but you still hadn't asked one person, Nat.
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You knocked cautiously on her door, waiting for her to let you in. There was no answer, so you assumed she was out. You were about to leave, when the door swung open, and she looked down at you. She was only a couple of inches taller than you but still seemed to tower over you.
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'Uh, party?' you stuttered.
Nat smirked and spread her legs a little to the sides, so she was at your height. She was so close to your face that you could feel her breath on your cheek.

​'Yes y/n, ill be there.'
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'Right, tonight.'

​'You still talking about the party y/n?'

You blushed, and turned your head to the side, hiding your redness. 'Yes. The party's tonight Romanoff.' You left quickly, and slapped your red cheeks in anger.
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You went back to your room, checking the time on your watch. It was nine thirty, you had about twenty minutes.
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Luckily, you had needed a dress for one of your missions, so there was one in your wardrobe. It was wine red, and showed a little too much cleavage for your liking, but it worked. It hugged your figure perfectly, and looking in the mirror, you grinned a little, imagining everyone's reactions.
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You quickly brushed though your hair, and applied a little makeup. Soon, there came a knock on the door, and you quickly got up from where you had been reading and opened the door. Clint gaped at you, and you laughed, taking his arm. You both took the elevator to where the party was held. Carol joined you on the 12th floor, and didn't hide her shock.
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'Damn y/n, save me a dance.'

​'Of course Danvers.' You smiled flirtatiously and swept into the room with Clint, gazing around.

​All the avengers were dancing, drinking, and basically having a blast. Tony and Bucky were already off their rocker, and Thor was laughing heartily at them.

​Everyone looked up as you walked in, even Natasha. She held your gaze for a few seconds, before walking up to the bar, grabbing a drink.

​It was around midnight when Tony called you all over; you were exhausted but exhilarated from dancing all evening, so a break was welcome.

​'Time for spin the bottle.' Tony smirked, and sat in the centre of the room. Shit. Everyone looked amused, and sat around.

'No siblings please.' Loki glared at Thor, and Pietro and Wanda exchanged a glance.

​'The bottle decides, not you.' Tony smiled. You sighed and sat down too, between Wanda and Bucky.

​'Please don't read my mind.' You whispered to Wanda, and she giggled.

'Not making any promises y/l/n.'
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JARVIS had turned the lights red for the game, and you all got ready, settling down and putting your drinks aside.

​Carol spun first, and it landed on Bruce. They both crawled into the middle of the circle and kissed. Everyone laughed and the game continued.

​Every time someone spun, you moved it past with your mind; you certainly weren't going to kiss anyone tonight, however hot they were. You knew Wanda knew what you were doing, but you were sure no one else did. Except... every time you moved it, Nat's eyes snapped towards you. She hadn't spun yet, or kissed anyone for that matter.

​'Y/n keeps getting lucky, it's landed on me like twenty times!' Clint complained. You smiled and sat back, enjoying watching the game. Finally, Nat grabbed the bottle, and spun it. It seemed to spin forever, but when it finally slowed, it was in front of you. You easily nudged it with your mind, and smiled at Clint, who was going to have t-

Never mind. The bottle rocked back and forth, before turning back to point at you. You glanced at Wanda in panic, but she was chatting with Thor. You looked up in shock, and saw Nat smirking at you from across the circle.

​You stared at her, prepared to nudge it away again, until Pietro called out, 'What are you waiting for, go on'. You turned red, and crawled in the circle, where Nat met you halfway. She wrapped her hand around your neck, applying pressure, and leaned in, connecting your lips.

​You felt your heart leap as you kissed her, grasping her hair, and tugging it gently. Nat's tongue asked for permission, and you granted it, allowing her to dominate the kiss. She placed her hand on your waist, and licked your bottom lip, teasing you, as you parted.

​You returned to your place, dazed and flushed, Nat's taste still lingering on your lips. The circle had gone silent, and they looked shocked. Steve whistled, and Wanda nudged you, smirking.
You punched her arm, and went to get drinks for both of you. On your way to the bar, you glanced back and saw Nat nod at Wanda, as though in gratitude. You were still thinking about how her lips felt pressed against yours, and you sighed, pouring yourself a drink.

​By the time you got back, the game had ended, and you stayed with Wanda, Pietro and Vision for the rest of the night.