Chapter 14-Married
By: MysticFantasy
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"There was only one other time that you have been on the scene." Tony declared. "And technically, it can't even be counted as on the scene since it was a mission with our favorite spy."
"Hey, at least he acted like a real husband during that week than most of you have been gentlemen during our entire time knowing each other." Natasha declared.
"How was the honeymoon?" Clint joked with a smirk before downing the rest of his wine.
"Exciting." Natasha answered with a smirk that made the other men look interested.
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Steve opened the door and walked into the fully furnished apartment with Natasha right behind him.
"Very nice." she said oberving the living room.
Steve right away spotted the one bedroom with the queen sized bed.
"The bed is yours." he said right away placing his suitcase by the large couch.
"What do you mean?" Natasha questioned and raised her left hand to show the diamond ring. "We're married. We're sharing the bed."
"No, I insist you take the bed." Steve said. "I'm sure you know about my old fashioned morals."
"I do but they don't exist here." Natasha declared as she grabbed his suitcase and took it into the room, dropping it next to her own two bags. "As long as we're wearing these wedding bands, those rules don't exist."
"Does that mean...we...we have to..." Steve stammered as a deep red crept onto his face.
"Have sex?" Natasha finished. "No. We're not going to."
Steve sighed in relief at her answer.
"You know, that's kind of insulting." Natasha said with a small smirk.
"I'm sorry." Steve apologized. "I don't mean to insult you but...I'm sticking with my morals until I get married."
"That's good." Natasha said. "But while you and I are wearing these rings there is going to be heavy flirting, hand holding, making-out and if we're being watched through the windows there may be some heavy loving."
The red color returned to Steve's face as he nodded.
A few hours later, he and Natasha returned to the apartment after a large dinner.
"One of them followed us." Natasha said as she removed her coat and led Steve to the couch. "Turn on that old fashioned charm."
Steve found himself pushed down onto the couch and felt his nerves flare up. He did his best not to let it show when Natasha straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Just relax." she said.
"Kinda hard to do when a beautiful woman is sitting on me." Steve replied before Natasha shut him up by pressing her lips on his.
His arms instinctivly wrapped around her slim waist and returned her kiss. He felt Natasha's hands make their way to the front of his shirt and undo the first few buttons.
He had to fight the urge to reach up and stop her. Knowing that there was a spy watching them from outside was the only reason he wasn't stopping her.
He knows very well that they had to stay in character otherwise all of their work was for nothing.
Natasha moved her kisses to his cheek and lightly nibbled on his earlobe.
"Carry me to the bedroom." she whispered.
Steve reached under her legs to get a good grip before standing and easily carrying her into the dark bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed and looked at her for what to do next.
"The curtains are heavy and dark enough so they can't see through them." she said as she lightly fanned herself with her hand. "In about two hours, you're gonna walk out to the kitchen in just your boxers. You'll grab a beer and come right back here."
Steve nodded.
Natasha patted the spot next to her and he sat down.
"You're doing a good job." she said. "Had it been someone else, they would want to really have sex to make it 'more believable'."
"I know that you want it to be believable but I want to know how far you want to take it." Steve said. "Other than the obvious, I am willing to do what it takes for this mission."
"Well, you won't have to do much for that." Natasha said. "We'll just make things seem like we did the obvious. You were an actor for a while so it should be easy enough."
"All of my films had been action themed. Never once had a romance scene in any of them."
"Really? Not even saving a damsel in destress?" Natasha asked.
"Nope."
"Wow. Movies back then must have sucked." Natasha exclaimed.
Steve lightly chuckled before they both laid down and just talked for a while.
Natasha checked her watch and saw that the two hours had passed.
"Ok. Time to sell it." she said. "Strip to your boxers and do what I said.
To give him some modesty, the spy turned her back to him.
Steve did feel better but he still felt that she was somehow able to see him as he undressed. When he was down to his boxers, he gave his hair a quick shake to make it look messy and went out into the living room.
He made his way to the kitchen and pulled a cold beer out of the fridge. Opening the bottle, he took a drink as he made his way back to the bedroom. Once he was back in the room, he quickly put his pants and undershirt back on.
Natasha turned when he gave the all clear and took the beer from his hand.
"You did good." she said before taking a drink. "Maybe next time you should do it full on birthday suit."
Steve blushed but gave her a warning glare about that idea.
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Clint cluched his aching sides as tears streamed down his cheeks.
"I didn't think you had it in you, Captain Purity." Tony said with an amused smirk. "Practically naked in the same room as a woman while not married?"
"It was a mission." Steve stated firmly.
"So, you wouldn't have done it otherwise?" Bruce asked curiously.
They all knew that Steve was the kind of person to take one for the team but they were still in the dark about what his limits were.