Avengers Imagines

*Art Project - Sam Wilson

Warning: Smut - sex scene ahead

Also there's a specific part in the story where I note that you should play the song, if you can that would be great!

'Your final assessment: Use a singular colored medium to create a unique piece showcasing the human emotion that you feel is the most complex. You may use any use any medium you desire and may use any form of media to showcase your work.'

I close my laptop, and flop back against the couch, "Well fuck."

"Language." 

"Sorry Steve..."

"What's going on," He asks, pausing the show he had been watching.

"I just got my final assignment."

"What's it say?" I re-open my laptop, and show Steve the email my professor sent out. "Well that's not very descriptive."

"That's my problem!" 

I'm an art major in my senior year of college. You may be wondering why a college student is hanging out in the Avenger's tower with the Captain America. Well that's because I'm a Stark. My cousin Tony took me in after my parents died when I was ten. He's kind of like a father figure to me. 

"Do you have any idea what you want to do?" Steve asks.

"Well the assignment says the most complex human emotion... so something about love?" I pull up a new document on my computer to take notes, "maybe something about the confusion between love and lust... which means I should do something around intimacy." Tapping out my ideas on the computer, I continue, "lust is often associated with red, love with pink... but I want something different. Maybe yellow? What's the symbolism behind yellow...?" 

I pull up the google definition, "Let's see... 'Yellow, the color of sunshine, hope, and happiness, has conflicting associations. On one hand yellow stands for freshness, happiness, positivity etc... but on the other, it represents cowardice and deceit.' That's perfect!"

Pulling my sketch book out of my bag I start sketching randomly as I talk, "I could show the places a body is touched during sex... the conflicting placements on a body... oh I would need someone to model..."

I jump up off the couch, grabbing my things, "thanks for your help Steve!"

"I didn't do anything!" Steve laughs as I bolt out the door to my room to plan.

After a few hours of writing things down, I had come up with a plan. I was going to use yellow painted hand prints on a model's body to show the different places someone would be touched while bring intimate. The model would be standing in front of a mirror looking at the marks left on their body, and this would be captured through a picture. 

All I needed now was a model, and I had someone special in mind... Sam Wilson.

"Please Sam! I promise that you would remain anonymous!"

"I don't know (Y/n)..."

I had pulled Sam aside after dinner that day and told him about my idea. 

"Please? You're the perfect person for this!"

"And why is that?"

"B-because..." I tried to come up with an excuse that wouldn't make me sound weird. Cause a girl can't say 'the idea of touching you so intimately makes me supper fucking turned on.' Oh yeah... did I mention that I had a thing for him? 

"Because what?" He says crossing his arms.

"Because... because the contrast of the yellow paint would look so good against your skin!" Biting my lip, I continue talking out of my ass to cover up my blushing cheeks. "I was thinking about asking Steve or Bucky but the picture wouldn't be as pretty!"