Violet Washington isn't your normal woman. She was born with abilities normal humans don't have. When she was 5 she was taken from her home by the Ravagers. And years later she made a mistake which resulted in her having to make an emergency landing...
"Hurry up! There are more people in this room!" Steve yells as he bangs on the door of the bathroom. Sam is currently taking a long, nice shower without a care in the world.
This morning I woke up alone in bed, even though I swear Steve crawled in bed with me. He probably left my bed when I was sleeping so no one would notice. Even though that failed, because I felt him get into my bed and whisper stuff into my ear.
I felt his dick too, but that's a different story.
"He's not gonna come out if you keep banging on that door Steve." Bucky said as he rubbed a hand over his face.
I'm still in bed just chilling because SOMEONE has been in the bathroom for more than an hour. And because the only thing I'm wearing are short shorts and a crop top.
"Steve maybe you could order breakfast in the meantime."
He turned around to look at me in a very nasty way. Like I just said he looks like a dorito with sauce on it. The fun part is that he actually kind of looks like that.
"No. We have a mission to do. And we have to leave in 2 hours. If Sam doesn't come out soon enough we'll be late because you-" He stopped to point at me. "You-" He pointed at Bucky. "And I still have to shower."
"Then we'll eat breakfast in the meantime so we don't have to do that before we're leaving."
He sighs, knowing that I have a point. He stomped over to the phone and ordered some food.
In the meantime I decided to rummage through my suitcase to find my suit. Steve told me I can't fight in my everyday clothes (which I think is bonkers, I did it all the time when I worked for the Nova Corps) so I packed a long leather jacket, a gray shirt and some jeans. Does it look like everyday clothes? Yes. But I bought it just for fighting morons.
But when I opened my suitcase the only thing I saw was a leather suit with a note on it.
'Yeah I couldn't let you leave without this suit. Take good care of it, I made it just for you- Tony'
"Fuck! Who's coming with me to kill Stark?" I yell before turning around. Sam finally walked out of the bathroom and had a smirk on his face when he heard my words.
"I am, after we're done with this mission." He drops his dirty clothes on my bed and sits down. "Why actually?"
"Remember what I told you about that leather condom? Stark packed it in my fucking suitcase and left the clothes I brought at home! That thing is WAY too tight!"
"You know that there's a reason behind it right?" Steve asks. I just roll my eyes before grabbing all my stuff and walking into the bathroom.
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When I walked out I was pulling the leather condom in all the places you DON'T want it to be tight. Sam laughed at me, Bucky just walked past me to take his turn in the bathroom.
"I fucking hate you Sam."
"Ey you shouldn't say that to me, save that for Stark."
I glared at him before I sat down on the bed and grabbed a croissant. "I told him to leave the suit out. That I didn't want or need it."
"Well it isn't the same right? The first one Stark gave you was black, this one is more brownish." Sam smirked at me before I flipped him off.
Don't get me wrong, the suit looks good, but it just isn't really my thing. It has a beautiful leather fabric though, which kind of is my thing. But now when it's so fucking tight.
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