Marvel One Shots

Sam/Falcon

** Rated R/NSFW chapter**

"Why do I have to do this?" I drop the folder Steve handed me with details for an upcoming mission. He looked slightly uncomfortable as he knew the contents of the file

"Nat and Wanda are too recognizable, plus you can.." He gestures to my face. He's referencing my ability. I can change my body features

"Fine... who's the poor soul assisting me in this?" I ask grudgingly

"That'd be me." Sam speaks up from the doorway behind me. My heart race quickens and I bite the inside of my lip

"And this place just thinks I'm from a different club that's getting remodeled?" I pick up the file again and flip through it

"You head out in the morning, I suggest you pack anything you'll need." Steve glances at me, then Sam before turning and leaving the room. I sigh and turn around to face Sam, he leaned against the doorway

"You sure you wanna go through with this?" I lock my gaze with his. He crosses his arms and shrugs

"Just another mission." He smirks. I blush and nod slightly

"Right, I'll uh, see you tomorrow then." I quickly walk out of the room and head towards mine to pack

The mission was to go undercover at a strip club. There's been rumors about Hydra using the basement of the place as a hideout. I'm supposed to be a dancer from another club that's under remodel for a while. Sam is assigned to be my partner in case shit hits the fan but will be acting as a customer. I guess to play the role he's been going to the club every other night for the past couple weeks now so it doesn't raise any suspicion

I enter my room and start digging around for any and all my lingerie. I find two outfits, both matching bras and thongs, one of them had a garter belt. I found a pair of heels that looked almost like stripper heels and toss them in my bag. After realizing the very little outfits I owned, I decide to go out and do some shopping. Every shop I went to I changed my face so any cameras didn't recognize me and I'd use a different card or use cash when paying

After acquiring over a dozen outfits, heels, and some makeup, I go back to the tower and finish packing. My nerves were through the roof at the thought of this mission. Sam has to see me practically naked. Will this change our friendship? My heart dropped at the thought of him never talking to me again. I really really like Sam. But things could also change for the better. Maybe nothing will change at all

I took a deep breath and finished everything I needed to get done for the morning. I quickly fall asleep and dream of Sam

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"Alright Divine, do I need to walk you through things here?" The manager of the club asks as we walk through the main floor to the back room where all the girls get ready

"I assume all clubs have the same basic rules. Where can I keep my stuff?" I glance around at all the vanities and wardrobe booths with all the other girls names plastered on things

"You can go next to Candy. Any questions, feel free to ask. You're fourth up on the list later, I got your soundtrack from you earlier, we all good?" The man asks as he starts to leave the room

"Thanks Rog." He leaves, lighting a cigarette as he walks away. I sit in front of my vanity and both mentally and physically prepare myself for my routine in a bit

I do a little dramatic look. Dark lips, winged eyeliner, glitter eyeshadow, contour to the gods, the whole works. Then I slide on a black g-string, a black and midnight blue corset that tied in the front, fishnet thigh high tights with a garter belt, and midnight blue heels. I finish it all up with a glitter body spritz. Then I hear my name be called from the floor as another dancer walks off stage. She gives me a small smile before slipping out to the main floor. I take a deep breath and walk to the curtains