#i will try more replies another time aghhhhhh

[kowaindar0u]

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[kell-5]

"Chess"

Disclaimer: possible errors, possible deviation from canon, possible dissimilarity of character, gender-neutral reader, slightly spicy script

Address: you, yours, yours

Character: Wing x Cybertronian reader

"Oh, you, Wing!" You exclaimed, not pleased.

"What's a little one? You have to be careful," Wing replied with a smile on his faceplate.

You and Wing were playing the Cybertronian equivalent of chess. And Wing was winning against you, his face had a naturally calm smile, and you were a little pouty, since this was the third or fourth time he had beaten you.

It was your turn to go. You thought, and then you went. And as a result, he took all your last chess pieces.

"AGHHHHHH!!!" You groaned, grabbing your steering wheel.

"Well, how is that, huh?!" you were not pleased that you had played again.

Wing just chuckled quietly, admiring your reaction. He was fighting you with a slightly infatuated look, you've been a Conjunx Endura for a while now, he doesn't regret that you're a couple at all, he likes your outbursts of anger, when you lose you look really cute.

"Calm down, it's just a game," Wing said calmly.

"Can we play again?" He added

You looked at him with a not-so-satisfied look.

"I see you're already tired, okay, then we'll play again next time," he said with the same calm smile, he started to put together chess, like here .. you pinned him to the ground with a quick movement, you hung over him with an angry face, your servo wires were on both sides of his steering wheel.

"Hey, what happened, little one?" Wing asked, he was shocked at first but quickly came to his senses and now with that calm smile he looks at you again.

And you looked at him dissatisfiedly.

"Tell me how you manage to win all the time??" You asked him.

"I just know where you're going in the morning" Wing answered just as calmly.

You exhaled to calm down and were about to get mad at him, but he pulled you to him and kissed you sweetly on your lips, it was a sweet kiss and soothing. But unfortunately he didn't share it for long, after the kiss you completely calmed down.

"Hmm .... Wing.."

"M? What's up, babe?"

You leaned in to take another kiss, but he dodged which angered you again, and Wing on the contrary cheered up a little. You sharply grabbed Wing on both sides of his steering wheel with your servos and kissed him.

"Why were you dodging?" You asked still holding Wing.

"I like looking at your frowning faceplate, and I also like looking at you....when you..." With a sharp movement, you had already switched roles, you were lying under him, and his servos held your servos near your steering wheel.

"..when you're under me" you received another kiss from Wing, but this time it was more passionate and hotter. One of his servos left yours and began to trace every curve and protrusion, his servo reached your thigh, he lifted your leg a little so that it was thrown over his waist.

After the passionate kiss, you looked at him with your loving optics.

"I love you, little one"

"And I love you too"

"Maybe we should move our little game to a more private place, huh?" Wing smiled a little more cheekily.

"You know...I don't mind," you replied, placing your free servo wire on Wing's shoulder

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I'll say a few words, it was passionate and very hot. You are especially very pleased with Wing's work.

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(I had stories with Wing, I need a little more Wing, I decided to try something a little newer, it turned out not bad. Maybe someday he'll create another script with Wing)

(English not my native language)

[nohhh]

Classified Mission: Eastern Europe Romanogers fanfic

Genre: Smut... not yet                                                                                               Word count: 1438                                                                                                   CHAPTER 1          CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

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 “AGHHHHHH!” Clint’s voice screamed when a water balloon hit him in the back. Tony didn’t have time to the duck when another balloon nailed him in the back as well. A second scream sounded.

It was very high pitched

The drenched pair looked over to the direction the unholy rain of balloons were coming and saw the soldier and spy laughing and aiming a pair of massive guns filled with water at them.

Tony and Steve looked at each other and nodded.

They dived behind the fence with Clint dragging the hose behind them.

“You did turn it on at the tap didn’t you?” Tony asked

“Shit”

The balloons were still raining down at them as Clint dived across the lawn to the tap.

He missed.

He barely had time to curl up into a ball before being pelted by more balloons

“For God’s sake, Barton” Tony shouted as he hurtled past him to the tap and turned it on.

“Where are all the balloons coming from?” Clint asked when they were aiming the hose at the opposite pair.

“Hell, if I know.”

“I thought we had water guns as well.”

“We do.”

“WELL THEN, where are they?”

“HERE”

Tony tossed two guns to the archer which he held with expertise.

“You keep them down with the hose, I’ll nail them with these.”

Clint vaulted over the fence and across the lawn to an identical wall where Natasha and Steve were crouching with their guns in their hands

“Hello.” Clint said and pointed the guns at the pair. Natasha back flipped and landed on her feet aiming her own gun at Clint. Steve grabbed his own gun at the distant Tony.

They simultaneously shouted

“FIRE!” and if Clint and Tony thought they worked well together, Natasha and Steve were a whole other level. They communicated without speaking and had the archer and billionaire cowering behind a wall in minutes. Much to Steve and Natasha’s dismay Thor and Bruce joined the fight. The house sitters had managed to find two hoses and nail Natasha and Steve in the heads where they fell and Tony and Clint managed to regain their balance enough to get their hose and gun to start hitting the God and scientist. Natasha and Steve recovered quickly and soon the three pairs had each other evenly matched. Steve and Natasha had a plan for this however. They threw their guns onto the flat roof and Natasha and Steve grabbed the gutter and heaved themselves up. For a bit extra they rolled forward to the guns grabbing them and flipped forward and jumped off the roof hitting everyone in the heads with the guns and each threw a balloon at the pair and completely destroyed them. They landed together in a crouch, standing and cockily grinned. Tony and Clint groaned with Thor and Bruce.

“The loser buys dinner.” Natasha began

“And we have four paying” Steve continued

“We’ll eat like kings.” The pair high-fived and turned back to the house.

“Oh and by the way, we’re eating at the shawarma place” Natasha called back. The six of them were completely drenched. Natasha and Steve went back to the house, showered, finished packing and put on casual clothing.

“Did you see the looks on their faces when we jumped off the roof?” Steve laughed with Natasha over a cup of tea

“When I back flipped to get the gun and Clint’s eyes went wide.” Natasha chortled. The water fight had been enjoyable, made sweeter by victory.

A jeep beeped outside the house, startling them. Before righting themselves. Checked the security and the bag for their keys, they joined the four others in Tony’s spacious jeep.

It was a seven-seater.

“No, it’s not!” An outraged Tony had insisted. “It’s a spacious jeep, specifically tailored to the amount of people generally using it!”

Bruce then snorted. Followed by a raucous laugh by Thor. He seemed very giddy that night. Steve, Natasha and Clint had grinned. Clint turned to Natasha and began talking to her about… well…

“So?” Clint asked

“So what?” Natasha was confused.

“Have you gotten your mission details?”

“Uhh yeah. I was actually in the middle of packing when we joined the water fight.”

“And handed our asses to us.”

A chuckle from Natasha “It was hilarious, your face, when I back flipped to the gun.”

“You caught me by surprise!”

“Too easy, Barton, too easy.”

“For God’s sake, the two of you are SHIELD’s most elite duo, everyone can see that.”

“We’re Avengers, we’re all elite”

“Are we?”

“Of course, why else would you be chosen? Barton, you’re the reason I’m here.”

“Oh yeah! It must have been my power of seduction and general appeal that made you join!”

“Oh my God, keep telling yourself that.”

“Too far?”

“Definitely”

Tony then pulled up to the Shawarma restaurant. “We have arrived!”

“Perfect.” Clint said “I’m starved, apparently being beaten THAT badly in a water fight makes you hungry.”

Steve and Natasha laughed.

Thor, Bruce, Tony and Clint scrambled out of the car.

Further proving Clint’s last statement.

Steve got out of the car and offered Natasha his hand to help her down.

“Thanks” said Natasha after getting down from the 7-seater.

“No problem” The soldier replied.

They entered the restaurant and quickly got a table with six seats. They sat down and let Tony order.

“This is the best shawarma restaurant in all New York.” He said proudly. “I think we deserve this after being defeated-“A quick glare at the soldier and agent “Oh well. What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.”

“That’s very true.” A deep male voice sounded from the corner of the restaurant. Tony started in surprise and sat down as Nick Fury made his way to their table wearing his trademark coat and eyepatch.

“Sir.” All the Avengers said respectfully.

“Pleasure to see all of you having fun, but don’t you have more pressing matters than dinner?” He asked

“A rebellious group activity before a mission boosts morale.” Natasha replied.

“Well then,” Fury said “Enjoy your dinner.”

Fury then left.

“Does he enjoy giving me heart attacks?” Tony questioned as soon as Fury left.

“Probably.” Clint replied.

“A large order of shawarma for Anthony Starkels.” A reedy voice poured over the intercom. The five superheroes looked at Stark.

“Starkels?” Bruce inquired, grinning.

“Why must a valiant warrior such as thou, pretend to be a different person, Stark?” Thor questioned, confused.

“The paps haven’t caught me here yet.” Tony said in defence.

“Tony, we all know why you brought is in a family carrier.” Natasha put in.

“I must agree with Nat.” Steve, surprisingly, agreed.

“I don’t see why trying to keep myself unseen for some time is such a crime.” Tony said.

The team ate in silence and at the end of the meal, both Steve and Natasha made excuses to go to the bathroom.

“I hacked into Starks credit card purchases and there is no people carrier purchase. Ever.” Natasha looked at Steve

“Even Stark wouldn’t go around $115,000 in his back pocket”

“Steve, that isn’t Stark. Stark can’t go anywhere without causing a huge ruckus. The idiot’s been kidnapped. Get the real Avengers on the coms.”

“Bruce, Clint, Thor, Tony has been kidnapped. The man sitting at the table isn’t Stark and we think Fury knows something, Nat’s trying to get through to him right now. Meet us out back in two minutes. Make Fake Tony leave, quietly.”

“I got him, he said he doesn’t have a clue where Stark is and he always checks up on us when we go anywhere, the six of us.”

“Do you believe him?”

“Yes, Fury might be a scheming bitch at times, but he doesn’t lie about our safety.”

“Sounds true enough.”

“We got him out,” Clint suddenly popped up with Bruce and Thor. “It was surprisingly easy.”

Natasha made the sign to shut the hell up there is someone here. The Avengers made casually defensive positions and a small sphere rolled onto the floor.

“Shit.” Natasha said grabbing a bowl and using that to cover up the smoke that came out of it. “Whoever’s here wants us gone. Get your gear.”

“It’s back at the complex.” Clint said, confused.

“No, why do you think Fury always checks up on us? He hides spare gear and our weapons around here-“ Natasha swiftly kicked the tiles behind a table, an opening revealed an umbrella, Black Widow’s weapons and cat suit, Cap’s suit and shield and Clint’s bow and suit.

They got dressed quickly and Natasha turned to them and said.

 “Let’s get that idiot back.”