"You are telling me, no," Thor said, "You are challenging me, Stark."
"I'm not saying much...just that parties here seem like they would be far more fun than those in Asgard."
"Come on, do we even need to get into this," Barton asked, standing next to Steve and Bruce who agreed with stern faces.
"Yes, we do," Stark answered, "Because we're having a party right now. And I'm willing to bet the tower that this is much more fun for our team than a medieval festival of sharing."
"You are encroaching dangerous territory, Stark, for the festivals and celebrations on Asgard are no match. Everything here seems so miniscule, so weak," Thor said, laughing as he raised his glass of beer, "How does one even get inebriated by this? It is just like water."
"We all don't have your tolerance," Barton said, "Well, except Cap."
"I actually can't get drunk," Steve answered with a shrug, "Not possible."
"And I avoid it altogether. I'm not sure how I'll react and...well, I don't want the other guy at the party," Bruce said, "I don't have a high tolerance anyways."
"We're going to change that, buddy," Stark said, "We're getting smashed tonight. And if the other guy gets here, we'll get him smashed too."
"This isn't a good idea, at all, Stark," Steve said, crossing his arms.
"Let's do it," Barton said.
The party was still going strong, even though Steve's watch slowly ticked towards 2:13 a.m. He was starting to believe Stark's determination to out-party Thor.
"I just realized, the best part of Capsicle not getting drunk is that we can always do so and he will always take care of us because he can't help it," Tony said, slapping an arm around Steve's shoulders.
"But the sad part is he will never have a drunken one night stand," Barton finished off, making Steve's eyes widen slightly.
"Rogers? I'm sure he's still brand new, aren't you?" Stark asked, turning to the super soldier.
"I will not get into this conversation with you, Stark. You are incredibly drunk."
"C'mon, Cap, tell us…you're a virgin, aren't you? Aren't you?"
"I wager he is not," Thor said, significantly less inebriated than the rest of the group, "I have been a warrior all my life. It has been my personal experience to know how it affects women to know that. Captain Rogers is one too. I know women here probably reacted the same way."
"Well, I'm betting he is, Point Break. Capsicle, here, doesn't date…I've never seen him date…"
"That doesn't mean he doesn't f-"
"That's enough guys," Steve said, before Clint continued, "Don't you think you're getting a little involved with my personal life."
"Nope," Clint replied, "Isn't that right, Banner?"
"I...I...I'm going to pass out…" Bruce said, "But I'm betting Steve hasn't done the deed."
"Two against two," Stark said, "Now it's getting interesting. Take us out of our misery Cap, are you a virgin or not? We're going to need names and how it was if we're going to believe you."
"Then I'd rather not say anything at all and have you all thinking I still am a virgin," Steve said, blushing, "It isn't right to brag about women we've been with, Stark."
"So you have been with women? Plural? As in more than once?" Clint said.
By now Thor, Barton, and Stark surrounded Steve with Bruce leaning against Tony for support.
"Can we please drop the subject? Please?"
"Not a chance, Captain, a wager has been set. And I shall be victorious," Thor said, looking over to Tony.
"What are we wagering?"
"If Rogers has not had a woman," Thor said.
"Let's drop this subject, guys. C'mon," Steve said, blushing at Thor's words.
"Don't interrupt, Steve," Clint said, "It's just getting good."
"I continue, if he hasn't then Barton and I will be your servants for the entirety of the month. If he has been with a woman, then you and Banner shall do our bidding as servants."
"We'll take that bet," Stark said, "Won't we, buddy?"
"Bruce smashed," Banner answered, leaning his head on Stark's shoulder, making everyone laugh.
"Okay, now," Barton said, "Moment of truth, Steve, my man. What's the verdict?"
"Why is this such a hot topic for you? I will never understand."
"See it our way, Capsicle. Out of all of us, you are the one with the craziest fans. Women fawn over you everywhere you go. You're flustering and mutterings will be funnier if you're a virgin."
"If I tell you, will you stop badgering me about it?"
"Of course," came a collective agreement from the drunken Avengers before him. Steve sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"Alright," he said, sitting on the sofa behind him. The group followed his actions, even scooting chairs closer to him. The only thing Steve was grateful for was that they were on the second floor railing, and the majority of the party goers, including Natasha, Maria, Wanda, Rhodes, Sam, Bucky, Jane, Darcy, and Coulson. He could hardly talk with these guys in front of him.
"So…" Clint said.
"Alright, alright," he started, "After the serum, I was contracted not as a soldier but as a symbol to sell war bonds. It wasn't a good moment in my life. However, I...I did meet this girl. We...were together. It was sudden and it was unexpected. And it was once."
"A showgirl?" Stark asked, "Please tell me it was a showgirl?"
"Yes, Stark. A show girl. Her name was Teresa. She was very beautiful."
"Why was it only once? I would have taken a great deal of time to show her what I can do," Barton said, smiling.
"Because I actually went into battle afterwards to retrieve Bucky and then...I got to know Peggy. And I fell in love with her," Steve said, a flash of gloom clouding his features.
There was silence in the group for a moment.
"So this means we won the bet," Barton said, standing up with Thor to majestically high-five each other, "Tony and Bruce: servants for a month!"
"Wait, wait, wait a minute," Stark said, "How do I know he's not just saying this to make me lose?"
"I wouldn't lie," Steve said, "I'm always honest."
"Then prove it, I've got a proposition for you to do so."
"I can't…." Steve said, as Thor and Clint pulled him down the stairs and into the main party, "I will not seduce Hill. That is incredibly unprofessional and I don't know how to seduce."
"Steven Rogers," Barton said, "If you don't do this we lose the bet. Do you know the tortures Stark will make us go through?"
"But, damn it, guys…"
"Watch your foul language, Captain," Thor teased, earning an eye roll from Steve.
"Stark has promised not to interrupt or laugh or actually be himself. He'll stay quiet while you get Hill to admit she'd want to do the dirty with you. We'll be listening from afar. It shouldn't be difficult, Maria's probably as drunk as we are, too."
"We are just sorry Dr. Banner is not awake to witness this," Thor said, in an unusual excited tone, "I cannot wait to win."
"You have too much faith in me," Steve said, "Agent Hill is a professional, she won't play into our games, drunk or not...I think."
But they were already pushing him towards her as she sat in one of the stools near the bar with a group of people Steve didn't recognize. With a hard shove, they sent him stumbling towards the unsuspecting agent.
"Steve, hi!" Maria said, her cheeks flushed heavily, "You alright there, Captain Rogers, enjoying the party a bit too much?"
"No, Barton pushes harder than it seems," Steve said, grabbing a beer from the other side of the counter. He looked up and saw the three Avengers discreetly listening in on them.
What he didn't notice was Natasha's confused stare from across the room where she was talking to Pepper and Jane. She grinded her teeth subconsciously when the group of drunken idiots pushed a blushing and flustered Steve towards an unsuspecting Maria.
Silently, she kept a close eye on them. What were they getting Steve into?
"Did the other guys bore you already?"
"Not at all, it's just that...well, they're all incredibly drunk already. You can't get any more obnoxious than a drunk Stark," Steve said, earning an eye squint from Tony, "And I can't get drunk."
"Super soldier side effect? That's a shame."
"Not entirely, I don't mind taking care of them. Or any of you, if you need my help getting to your bedroom, or with anything else," he smiled, trying to make it as charming and suggestive as possible even though he hadn't a clue if it worked.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to take me to bed, Captain."
"Well, no one would avoid helping such a beautiful woman, Agent Hill. I am a gentleman, but I'm also a man," Steve said, laughing and taking a sip of his beer.
Maria turned to him fully and grabbed his arm, Steve hid his surprise, Stark frowned, Thor and Clint high-fived again, and Natasha dropped her drink.
"Captain Rogers, I would take you home right this moment if I could and probably engage in somewhat inappropriate activities," Maria said, standing from her seat and leaving minimal space between them, "But Natasha would probably hunt me down for going into her territory."
"Nat? Really," he said, suddenly filled with excitement and happiness. Natasha calling him her territory. He smiled at the thought.
"Oh, yes, captain," she said, leaning forward to kiss his cheek, "She'll probably kill me for this, too."
He noticed Stark's jaw drop before walking away from the bar in a drunken huff, probably to get away from Barton and Thor's taunting. While his eyes trailed off from them back to Agent Hill, they fell on Natasha, talking to Pepper then walking away, towards him.
"Forgive me for putting you in danger, then," Steve said, laughing, "But, you've just given me the greatest piece of information."
"I'm glad, Cap. Now, I'm going back to drinking with Jane and Darcy," she said, laughing as she turned to leave, stopping only to smile at Natasha.
Steve turned back to the bar and soon felt Nat's presence next to him, arms brushing together. He sipped his beer while she grabbed one from the bar.
"Hey soldier, what are you up to?"
"The usual, being used by Barton and Thor to win bets."
"Oh yeah? Flirting with Hill was part of a bet?" she asked, jumping up on the stool next to him. Steve noticed her dress hitch up slightly, but schooled himself to keep his eyes on her face.
"You noticed my failed attempts to do so?"
"I wouldn't say failed attempts. Didn't she kiss you?"
"A small kiss on the cheek," Steve said, "Enough to lift my spirits."
"And what will a kiss on the lips do to you?"
"Depends on the person giving it to me," he said, looking at her, "Coming from you, I'm pretty sure it would be take me to the moon. From anyone else, just lift my spirits."
"Still flirting, Rogers?" Nat said, pulling him forward to her, "How about you take me to the moon? That way, I'll forget to hurt Agent Hill."
"Hurt her why?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Steve. You know why," she said, standing and grabbing his hand to walk towards the elevators, "You coming?"
Steve smiled and finished off his beer before following her to his floor.
On the second floor, Thor and Clint watched the whole thing unfold, mouths wide open in surprise. Tony and Bruce lay on the couch, passed out and hugging each other.
"I think I'll take some pointers from Rogers from now on."
"And I shall keep Jane from falling for his charms," Thor said, laughing and clinking their beer bottles together, "Now, what will we make our servants do for us tomorrow? I would love breakfast early in the morning."
"I like the way you think."