Requested by ThatRavenclawGal, Steve and Natasha making out in the training room bc they are secretly dating

"You still up for a training session after lunch?" Natasha asked, walking by Steve and barely making eye-contact with him.

Steve bit back his smile and nodded, "Sure. I'll meet you there." 

Tony rolled his eyes from the breakfast bar, "Jesus, do you two do anything but train?"

Natasha discreetly smirked at Steve, "Nope."

"They watch movies at 3 AM. I know because I can hear them talking all fucking night," Clint mumbled. 

Steve muttered a quiet "language" and Natasha rolled her eyes.

"Maybe if you didn't sleep with all the vent's open, you wouldn't hear as much," She argued back. 

"If only....then maybe I wouldn't be scarred for life," he said, whispering the last part.

Clint frowned at her and she just gave him a sharp glare. Clint was the only one who knew what was going on between Natasha and Steve and he seemed to find his own sort of twisted coping mechanism in making little jabs at them whenever they were around the rest of their teammates. 

Tony seemed to miss the exchange luckily, and they all slowly began to leave the kitchen. 

Natasha left before Steve so that they wouldn't raise any suspicions but Steve couldn't wait long before following her. 

He tried to not run to the training room but his speed walk was more then uncool and he was lucky that no one happened to walk down the hallway at the same time he did. 

When he entered the room, Natasha was waiting for him right outside the ring smirking as she saw him. 

"Well it took you long enough," She teased, dipping between the ropes and walking towards him. 

Steve smiled softly, "Aren't you the one who warned me to not be suspicious." 

Natasha shrugged, "Were you suspicious?" 

Steve shrugged, "Probably a little. But no one saw me." 

"So all this waiting around was for nothing huh? You better find a way to make it up to me," Natasha whispered, leaning up to kiss his  jawline. 

"I've got one in mind," Steve whispered, bending down to kiss her. 

Natasha kissed him back for a moment before pulling away and grabbing Steve's arm, dragging him over to the sparring mat. 

"What are you doing?" Steve asked, raising a brow at her as she stepped into the ring. 

Natasha cast him a smirk, knowing that she drove him crazy, "We're supposed to train, remember?"

Steve frowned, "You actually want to train?"

"What did you think I meant?" She teased again. 

"A different kind of physical activity," He said, shaking his head as he climbed into the ring behind her, standing across from her with a small sigh as she looked at him.  

Natasha grinned, "Beat me and maybe you'll get what you want." 

Steve couldn't help but smile softly at her antics, "You're a damn tease Romanoff."

She shrugged, "If I remember right, I wasn't the tease last night."

Steve blushed at the memory and shook his head again, "Are we going to spar or not?" 

Natasha nodded towards Steve, "Make your move soldier." 

Steve hated making the first move against Natasha but he knew that she wasn't going to do this any other way so he chose to start by delivering a jab towards her shoulder, which she gracefully avoided before grabbing his wrist and using his momentum to send him to the ground. 

She circled him, eyeing him like a vulture watching it's prey, "You make this too easy sometimes Rogers." 

Steve frowned, and dodged her punch, reaching out to grab her but missing when she dived out of the way, dancing around him with ease. 

She wasn't nearly as strong as him and size wasn't in her favor when they fought, but her wit and speed more then made up for it and their sparring matches were always hours long and normally ended with one on top of the other, making out on the mat.

Steve doubted that this time would be any different but in order to make it happen, he'd have to pin her. 

She kicked his stomach and he bent over in pain but managed to grab her foot before she could retract it. 

Pulling her down, he held himself above her and couldn't help but smile.

"Do I win?" He asked, his lips hovering over hers.

Natasha entangled her legs with his and before he could even blink, she had flipped him onto his back and pinned his arms and legs down with a smirk, "Nope."

Steve frowned, "How do you always do that?" 

"You let yourself get distracted and then you're easy to flip," Natasha explained, her heavy breath mingling with his. 

Steve let himself get lost in her eyes for a moment before realizing how much he wanted to kiss her, "Does that mean we don't get to do the other training?" 

Natasha smirked, "I never said that." 

She let go of Steve's hands and gently cupped his face, kissing him slowly as he brought his hands to wrap around her lower back and to cup the back of her head. 

They made out passionately for a moment, both getting completely lost in the moment. 

Steve wasn't normally someone who liked to make out in a public place where any one of their teammates could walk in on them, but with Natasha he really couldn't help himself. 

Things probably would have escalated but before anyone could start taking clothes off, the elevator dinged, and the pair pulled apart. 

Steve flipped the two over, pinning Natasha down as though they were still sparring and tried to regain his breath, though it was difficult with Natasha laying beneath him, her chest rising and falling slowly as she bit her lip.

"Looks like Cap has got you pinned Natalie," Tony said, walking into the room and hardly giving the two a second glance. Clint walked in behind him and gave the couple a disgusted look. 

Steve stood up and offered his hand to Natasha, who took it so that he could help pull her off the mat.

"I could've gotten away if I wanted," Natasha replied, smirking at Steve discreetly.

"You saying you like to be underneath Cap?" Clint asked, grinning like a fool. 

Natasha glared at him and his smile faded, "No. I'm saying that sometimes I have to let the old man win so he doesn't lose his confidence." 

Steve tried to change the subject quickly, "Why are you guys down here? You never train Tony."

"Katniss broke his moving targets so I have to fix them for him," Tony replied, still distracted by his technology. 

Natasha rolled her eyes, "Well you boys have fun, I'm going to hit the showers."

Steve caught her eye as she began to walk away and noticed the subtle smirk she gave him before nodding towards the elevator. 

"I should probably go change too. I'll see you guys later," He said, before heading for the elevator and taking it straight up to Natasha's floor.

Clint noticed the exchange and shook his head, "Like fucking rabbits." 

Tony finally snapped out of his work induced trance and frowned, "What? Wait a second....did they? Are they-"

Clint waited for him to spit it out. 

"Did they just have sex in my training room?"

Clint shrugged, "Not this time, but they're definitely about to do it in someone's shower."

Tony cringed and shook his head, "I think I need a drink now. Do you need a drink? I need one right now." 

Clint nodded and they both went to get completely wasted as Natasha and Steve continued their training on her floor. 

Hey guys. Here's a fluffy one for you guys before some more angst lol. I hope you enjoyed it and if you did please leave a comment and vote! Like always, I hope you are staying healthy and safe! I saw Endgame a year ago today so this happy one is to make up for how sad I was when Nat died. I'm still not over it.