Tumblr Writing Prompt: piggyback ride
Party Ride
Even though he really wasn't much into drinking and parties, Steve had to admit that he enjoyed the parties that Tony organised in the Avengers tower whenever they had something big to celebrate.
It always was a lot of fun, and it was a nice thing to see all the Avengers in a situation that wasn't about the job. He found it relaxing to talk about everyday things with them, or just joke around.
And there was another thing he liked – seeing the tough as nails super spy Natasha Romanoff being tipsy.
To Steve, it was one of the most adorable things he had ever seen – she would become cuddly, a little bit childish, and whenever someone denied her a hug, she would start to pout.
Tonight, it was like that again.
If he was honest, he felt a tiny bit of jealousy as he saw Natasha cuddling with Clint, even though he knew exactly that they were best friends, nothing less but also nothing more.
It was getting late, and after a long but interesting conversation with Bruce, Steve decided to call it a night. The others would probably continue to celebrate for some time, but he felt a little bit tired.
As he was about to step into the elevator, he was suddenly shaken by the weight of someone jumping onto his back, and this nearly got him into defense mode, until he registered the familiar scent of Natasha's perfume. She was slinging her long legs around his hips and giggled into his ear, letting her soft hair tickle his neck.
"Mind giving me a ride to my room, soldier?" She slurred into his ear, and he could literally hear her wide grin.
Deciding to go with it, Steve grabbed her thighs to hold her in her position more securely.
"As you wish," he chuckled lightly and carried her into the elevator. Behind him, he could hear the boys laugh about the picture of Captain America giving Black Widow a piggyback ride, and he was sure that in the morning, he would find out that Tony had twittered a picture of them, but right now, he couldn't care less.
He had a lady to bring to her bed safely.