A/N: This is a complete crack fic - with its inspiration being from We're The Millers.

Enjoy!

"Okay that's it." Steve walked into the Avengers common room and sat in a chair in a huff. It was unusual to see the usually dignified Captain America in an Iron Man like strop.

"What's wrong?" Tasha put down her magazine and raised an eyebrow. At his silence, she gestured at the other occupant – Bucky– and the dup shifted to surround him on his sofa.

"Dating." There was the tell-tale blush on the tips of his ears as he mumbled it and both bit back their grins.

"Budge up." Tasha went in and sat next to him. "What exactly is wrong with dating?"

"Like…" He stammered but Tasha's face only looked more concerned and remembering that he was Captain America, Steve managed to get his words out. "Whendoyouknowifyouresupposedtokissthemornot."

"What?" Bucky stared down incredulously at the blonde before him.

"You know kissing…at the end of the date…" Steve looked up at Tasha, a plea for help evident in his eyes.

"They don't want to kiss you?" She hazarded a guess.

"The opposite. They full on launch themselves at me, then leave really disappointed." He dropped his heads in his hands missing Tasha biting her lips to stop the smile.

"Steve." He looked up at Tasha's gentle tone and she kissed him quick on the mouth.

"Again… how many times are you planning on surprise kissing me?" Steve stammered out.

"Why how many times has it been?" Bucky snorted, pushing Steve further up the sofa towards Tasha.

"Only the second." Tasha defended before turning Steve's face towards her again. "Relax. You panicking like a turkey on thanksgiving isn't going to get you anywhere." She kissed him again, slower this time. When they pulled back for air she smiled. "Better. Now tongue. Gentle at first. It's not a contest to see how much saliva you can swap. Imagine it's like asking to come into her home…"

"Tasha, you chat crap." Bucky coughed out a laugh and Steve turned to face him. "It's like this." He kissed Steve on the mouth, swiping his tongue against the blonde's lower lip before deepening the kiss further.

"Exactly how do I chat crap!?" Tasha frowned when the two pulled back.

"Like asking to come into her home…!" He scoffed but Tasha had already pulled Steve back to face her, run her fingers through his hair to rest them at the nape of his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. Nibbling lightly on his lip as they parted, she sent an accusing look to Bucky but elected not to comment. "Put your hands on a waist if you're not sure about where to put them, then you can wrap them around and pull her closer."

"Now that's a good tip." Bucky conceded. "But Steve you're being rather passive still." Steve was spun again to face Bucky who held back for a second. "If you're nervous cover it, play with her hair, tuck it behind her ear or something and take a slight breath before kissing her." Bucky followed his words by resting his hand against Steve's cheek before pulling him in for a chaste kiss. "Better."

Steve turned back to Tasha, almost dazed as she leant in to kiss him again. "Definitely better. Good tongue movement." She grinned. Bucky kissed him once more, after urging Steve to bite the bottom lip a little.

"Well this is weird." Hawkeye and Wanda were at the other end of the lounge frowning at the three on the sofa.

"Oh god." Steve jumped up horrified that he'd had an audience.

"Now I know why Vis said to stay away from the lounge…" Wanda was staring up at the ceiling as if to avoid eye contact with the three.

"We were just teaching Steve the best way to please a lady…" Bucky waved dismissively, settling back on the couch.

"Jesus Christ, I'm glad we only walked in on the kissing bit! What were you gonna do, a show and tell on the best ways to make a woman scream?" Hawkeye was alarmed at the thought of walking on the weirdest threesome possible. He didn't even think educational threesomes were a thing until that image embedded itself in his mind.

"No no… just kissing!" Tasha smiled, crossing her legs over Bucky's out stretched ones.

"I don't think I want an explanation…" Wanda grimaced. "I think we should…leave…" She stared helplessly at Clint who agreed and the pair vanished from the room with Steve chasing them to explain. Tasha and Bucky remained in the room, amused by this little stint.

"I don't believe you're a better kisser than me." Bucky dropped it into the silence.

"I was trained in it…" She replied drily.

"Prove it." He challenged. She didn't mutter another word, instead pulled herself upright and leant over him. She dropped a slow kiss to his lips, her tongue tracing the edges of his lips before her teeth bit down oh so slightly. Her fingers knotted in the material of his shirt and he arched upwards into her kiss, pushing her hair back from her face. She left the kiss with a slight scrape of teeth against the lower lip and grinned back at his now breathless state.

"I win." She winked and disappeared to save Steve's stammering arse.