A/N: This is before Infinity War and Updated
"Good MORNING Y/n!" Sam greeted me as he leaned on the front desk.
"Good morning, Sam," I respond with a slight chuckle.
"How are you on this beautiful morning?"
"I'm doing well; how are you?"
"I'm doing great now that I'm talking to you," he replies with a sly smirk.
"Glad I could help, Pigeon Boy" I respond sarcastically with a shy smile. I glance at the time on my watch: it's 7:30 am.
"Oh Sam, you're going to be late to your meeting."
"Oh shit you're right, thank you. I'll see you later today." He smacks the counter top, smiles, and jogs to the elevator.
I smile, shake my head, and continue working.
~Back story~
I was being interviewed at the Avengers tower, and just to my luck, the one and only Tony Stark waltzes into the room. He sent my interviewer away and stared at me for about 3 seconds before asking me a few questions. I answered him truthfully, and he hired me on the spot; I've been a secretary at the Avengers Tower for about 2 years.
Sam has come to talk to me or at least say hi every morning after his runs. He's even invited me to a couple of Avenger parties. I'm friends with the other Avengers and add-ons, but I'm by far closest to him. I can't deny I'm kind of falling for him. It started after the first 6 months of him stopping by. He's just so amazing: he's funny, generous, witty, and cares so much for those he's close to. He's even stopped by with a little aloe vera plant for my desk. He's just so lovely.
~End of back story~
Sam and I are planning to go to my house and watch movies tonight. I'm excited but also nervous for some reason. We make plans like this all the time but something felt different: in a good way. I don't know, we'll see.
~7 pm~
I just got out the shower and put my bonnet on when I hear my door bell.
I walked downstairs to answer the door, "Hey Sam, I'm just going to get the snacks and I'll be over in a minute."
"Cool! What are we watching," he questions as he closes the door and takes his shoes and jacket off.
"'Nobody's Fool'," I shout from the kitchen.
"What is it?"
"A rom-com."
Sam rolled his eyes playfully and snickered at my response.
"Whaaat? It's got Tiffany Haddish, Whoopi Goldberg, AND Omari Hardwick in it, I couldn't resist."
"Fair enough," he replies as he sits on the couch.
I'm in pajamas, which is just shorts and a T-shirt. I sit in the corner of my couch and lay a blanket over my legs. I grab the remote and start the movie.
The beginning of this movie is already raunchy, Tiffany Haddish is hilarious. We get further into the movie and we find ourselves at the beginning of a steamy sex scene. My body starts heating up as I watch the love interest make love to the protagonist. Sam shifts in his seat a bit and sets one leg on the other. One hand supports his leg while the other supports his head.
I can't help but stare; he's so sexy. The face he makes when he concentrates, his big juicy lips, how toned his arms are, the way he laughs, his smooth chocolate skin, his velvety voice: him. As I'm staring down his body, I see a noticeable bulge in his jeans. My mind begins to run a mile a minute. What would happen if I just straddled him? Would he like it? Does he even like me like that?
