"Whirl" by stars_inthe_sky
Kicking off the Buckynat Smutathon at the Avengers Academy!
Title: Whirl
Author: stars_inthe_sky
Characters/Pairing: Natasha Romanoff/James "Bucky" Barnes
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 419
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not even a download of the game.
Warnings: Mutual faceparts appreciation
Summary: It takes two to tango, after all.
“Admit it,” Bucky says, nimbly pivoting and swinging Natasha into a short waltz. “This is almost as good as punching people.”
“Almost.” She springs forward as he lifts her back up, stepping out and then twirling neatly back into his arms for a dip. “Fine, you win. I still want to know what’s going on with that fog, but as far as days off go-”
“This beats listening to Clint talk about his boomerang arrows?” He lifts her back to standing and twists his hips to lead them through a quick box step.
“This beats listening to Clint talk about arrows, period.” Natasha nearly smiles as she says that. Nearly. It’s a close thing.
She whirls away to the far corner of the dance floor toward the bar. Just when Bucky thinks she might be looking for an excuse to leave, she turns back to face him, hands on her hips, and he gets the sense he’s being evaluated for something.
[Read on AO3 here]
Title: Whirl
Author: stars_inthe_sky
Characters/Pairing: Natasha Romanoff/James "Bucky" Barnes
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 419
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not even a download of the game.
Warnings: Mutual faceparts appreciation
Summary: It takes two to tango, after all.
“Admit it,” Bucky says, nimbly pivoting and swinging Natasha into a short waltz. “This is almost as good as punching people.”
“Almost.” She springs forward as he lifts her back up, stepping out and then twirling neatly back into his arms for a dip. “Fine, you win. I still want to know what’s going on with that fog, but as far as days off go-”
“This beats listening to Clint talk about his boomerang arrows?” He lifts her back to standing and twists his hips to lead them through a quick box step.
“This beats listening to Clint talk about arrows, period.” Natasha nearly smiles as she says that. Nearly. It’s a close thing.
She whirls away to the far corner of the dance floor toward the bar. Just when Bucky thinks she might be looking for an excuse to leave, she turns back to face him, hands on her hips, and he gets the sense he’s being evaluated for something.
[Read on AO3 here]