Here There Be Dragons

A Word: There's some talk going on at Tumblr about a possible WinterHawk week. Anyone possibly interested in that? Prompted: I do want to play. You don't suppose there's anything we could do about it?

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"Well," Clint says after a thoughtful pause, "short of launching anti-aircraft up at them I don't think we're going to get to play in this round."

Which is a damn shame because dragons! Who doesn't want to say they fought a dragon? Sure, it was a mechanical dragon, but a dragon is a dragon. Clint's not going to be all that picky.

"It's not even a real dragon," Bucky eventually grouches because hell yes he's going to be the one to be that picky. Only after they all realize the damn thing is going to stay airborne. Where only Thor and Iron Man can have a shot at it.

And Hulk. Clint watches as the green guy launches himself impossibly high and grabs a metal tail. He dangles and the dragon stills, but stays stubbornly in the air.

"Sucks to be you!" Tony's voice cackles over the comm line. He's having a blast and isn't caring that everyone else is bored now. "Why don't you all go home and get dinner warmed up for us? I think the three of us are more than enough to handle this dragon."

Nat snorts loud and clear but Clint can see her walking away. Disappointment in every line of her body as Cap stubbornly stays his ground below. Clint gives the man five minutes before Nat's dragging him away from the field.

"Hey," Clint checks the distance and regretfully sees that it's still too far for even him before dropping down to sit next to Bucky on the roof's edge. Bucky lets him get an arm around him with only a single raised eyebrow in question. "Want to make out obnoxiously loud for Stark?"

"No!" Tony cuts in. Sharp and pained even as Thor laughs loudly. Clint can see Cap bringing a hand up to face out of the corner of his eye, but he keeps his gaze locked on Bucky. "Hell no! You two are worse than rabbits, and I get enough of that at home. I swear I'll bring this dragon over right now if you don't start that."

"Well?" Clint asks with a grin. "You heard the man. What do you want to do?"

Bucky's grin is wide and filled with vicious, vicious intent as he twists. Getting a hand behind Clint's head and pulling him close as he purrs. "Suddenly, I'm not so interested in dragons anymore."

Clint laughs into the kiss and it makes the noise loud and obvious as Bucky pulls him into the messiest kiss ever.

"Fuck you both!" Tony shouts and Clint can hear it even without the comms. "I'm bringing the dragon over anyway."

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