Summary: Tony being Tony calls in a meeting with the Avengers and the extended family to tell the amazing idea he had: create Steve a playlist of their favorite songs to help with his adaptation.

or

… the time when the Avengers go clubbing and Natasha ends up messing up with Steve and Sam, for old times' sake.

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson, Jarvis.

Relationships: Natasha Romanov/Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov/Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson.

Tags of the chapter: team as family, Natasha Romanov is a tease, Sam Wilson is a gift, Steve is just like Jon Snow, Jarvis' organizational skills, the Author regrets nothing, science bros, Clint Barton is a joker, Thor is adorable.

A/N: Playlist available on Spotify with the songs of the chapters posted. Check it out and tune each song with your reading! Link available on my profile.

Something to Hold Onto

Chapter Five, Sugar, 2015

"Tony, are you sure this is a good idea?" The genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist looked up in time to catch his science bro looking skeptically at the door of the club.

"Of course this is a good idea, Brucey." He threw his arm around his shoulder and gave a comfortable squeeze. "Besides, we'll have our own VIP area; we don't need to mingle if you don't want to."

Bruce seemed reassured now that he knew he would be separated from other people – of course they would, they were with Tony, after all – and he trusted Tony with his life to know that the genius would never endanger him or his control.

Steve smiled at the two scientists fondly and extended a hand to the inside of the car, effectively helping Natasha out – not that she needed him to do that, mind you, but his Ma would be proud.

Sam stepped on the other side of the Russian spy as they walked towards the entrance. Clint decided to walk behind them along with Thor and the assassin started throwing smiles around at the women ogling the group, ever the player.

They were led by the manager to the second floor where they had their own VIP balcony, that was separated from the other VIP areas by having different stairs to access it. They nodded appreciatively and migrated towards the bar.

Thor and Steve ordered neat whiskeys and the god was quick to spice them up with his trusted Asgardian mead. Tony, Clint and Sam ordered whiskey on the rock for themselves and Bruce decided to start slow with a beer while Natasha ordered her vodka neat. The group cheered and once again, they ended up staring at Natasha whom had just shot back her vodka without as much as a wince.

"Really? After all this time, you still haven't gotten used to seeing me do this?" She ordered a Patrón to the bartender and shrugged. "Honestly, I'm Russian."

She downed her tequila and went down the stairs, clearly intent on going to the crowd that was partying beneath them.

The group scattered as Clint went down with Sam, as they wanted to have fun with a larger group and were not afraid of being recognized as Avengers. That left Tony, Bruce, Steve and Thor to talk and drink upstairs. Soon every single one of them was already tipsy.

"Cap!" Steve startled and looked at Tony wondering what his fuss was about. "Are you listening to us? I asked you if-" Tony cut off mid-sentence as Steve's gaze moved away from him and he was able to pinpoint what was getting Steve's attention so much. "No way! You are ogling Nat!"

Bruce looked apologetically as he dragged Tony from the floor back to his seat after the playboy had fallen with laughter. They had been keeping track of her all night when they saw her drinking, nevertheless they knew she would still be able to take of herself should the need arise, but Steve was still taking that task to a whole new level.

"What's so funny?" Sam arrived, sitting next to Steve on the big fluffy couch, watching as Tony tried to catch his breath. Just as he was about to answer, Clint entered the room followed by Natasha.

"Nothing!" Steve was quick to shout and Tony doubled over with laughter again. Thor looked amused and clapped the soldier on the back roughly.

That is when a song started playing, its musical notes calling out to whoever was not dancing to start moving.

"She's got cherry lips, angel eyes she knows exactly how to tantalize. She's out to get you, danger by design, cold-blooded vixen she don't compromise."

The group could not help but draw their attention to Natasha as she moved towards the bar to order a Dirty Martini. She seemed complete oblivious to all the attention she was getting but they all knew better. If they were not already so heavily intoxicated they would have realized that she was doing everything with the intent of messing around with their heads.

"She's something mystical in colored lights, so far from typical but take my advice, before you play with fire do think twice and if you get burned don't be surprised."

She turned towards the group and took a small sip from her drink, noticing how they were completely focused on the way her tongue darted out of her mouth when she enticingly licked her lips. They were too drunk for their own good, she thought affectionately.

Their eyes were glued to her body and tracked all of her movements, so with the grace that only she possessed, she moved closer to them with the beat of the song and had to stop a grin when she noticed Tony fidgeting in his seat.

The group was startled as Natasha slowly made her way towards the two soldiers and gently moved her hips in accordance to the song.

Safe to say that she was dancing to seduce. Her whole night had been about that actually and it had started with her choice of clothing. She could tell that they had approved her choice of a black dress that hugged her body and ended right below her cheeks. The dress had a heart neckline and mesh covered her bust and attached to fabric that ran low around her neck. Her spiked pumps complimented her look and they were tall enough to make her stand 5'10'' instead of her usual 5'3'' height. She was tall enough to look Clint and Sam in the eye and Steve did not seem to be miles away from her anymore.

"Sweet talking lady, love how you entice. Sugar with just the right amount of spice. Charming, alluring everyone's desire. She's out to get you, you can't run, you can't hide."

She smiled sweetly as she sat down on Steve's lap and turned so that she could also interact with Sam. She grabbed the cocktail pick and they all realized she had three olives in there. She had planned it all perfectly.

Natasha leaned forward and offered Sam the cocktail pick and he took an olive. Next, she squirmed a bit more than entirely necessarily and turned her attention to Steve, doing the same offer. His eyes were hooded but he also accepted it.

"She's something mystical in colored lights, so far from typical but take my advice, before you play with fire do think twice and if you get burned well baby don't you be surprised!"

The singer's raw vocals served as enough warning for them but many of them still gulped as they saw her resting one arm around Steve's shoulder as she drained her Dirty Martini. With a playful and yet serious smile – which no one knew how she mastered it – she left the glass at the nearby table and pulled Sam into a heated kiss.

"Got me lifted, drifted higher than the ceiling and ooh baby, that's the ultimate feeling. You've got me lifted, feeling so gifted. Sugar, how'd you get so fly?"

She parted the kiss only to kiss Steve roughly on the lips, which he returned with easy practice. Sam moved his hand lazily up her thigh and they actually heard Natasha purr as she separated herself from Steve's mouth.

"Can we go home now?" She ignored how Tony spat his drink and how Thor had to gently slap Bruce in the back when he choked. Clint seemed to be the only one not completely overreacting there, but just barely.

Sam got up and helped her to her feet, allowing Steve to get up as well. Both men hugged her as they walked towards the exit and away from the group. There would be plenty of time for them to talk in the morning and explain the easy relationship, which was born in Washington, to the others.

A/N: Song: Sugar, by Robin Schulz featuring Francesco Yates – 2015.

(I'm in love with Francesco Yates, his amazing voice and his adorable hair .)

Scarlett Johansson height in centimeters: 1,63m without heels and 1,79m with heels.

That is one tall pump, 16 cm guys!

They were Louboutin's Asteroid 160mm pumps. Net-a-Porter used to sell them for only $1,595! #sarcasm