Words:431 ~~~ You pull out a... Sliver coin, quickly putting two and two together you guess its Pietro and your guess is confirmed when Tony starts to speak. "(Y/n) and the older Maximoff, in the closet now." Before you know it Pietro picks you up and sprints into the closet.
Pietro puts you down. "You seem desperate."
You and Pietro were inseparable you two were always together, you both refused to go on a mission if the other wasn't going, and little did you know, some of the others had a bet on you two, to see how long it would be before you got two together.
"What if I told you I was, princessa." Pietro walks towards you and you walk backwards, soon he has you pressed up against the wall. "You have no idea how glad I was when you pulled out that coin. I don't know about you, but I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." His sexy Sokovian accent sounds like music to your ears.
You had no idea Pietro felt this way, and you'd be lying if you said you hadn't felt the same. "Just shut up and kiss me." Just after you delivered that scentence Pietro connects his lips with yours, his hands wrap around you waist, you place one hand on his cheek, the other is tangled up in his hair.
You two part ways to catch your breath, you lean your forhead against his. "The truth is... I love you (Y/n), I have for a long time. And if you don't feel the same way it's fine, I just don't wanna ruin our friendship by saying this but I do, I do love you, princessa. Do you love me?" Before Pietro can say anything else you connected your lips with his.
"Does that answer your question?"
Pietro laughs and shakes his head before connecting his lips with your own again, he's truly an amazing kisser, the way his lips feel on yours... You can't think of how to describe how good it feels.
Pietro then grabs you legs and you jump up, bringing your legs around his waist. His hands hold your ass, but before anything else can happen Tony swings the door open.
Tony whistles loudly. While you jump off Pietro, turning crimson. You walk past Tony, Pietro following you. You both sit down on the couch and Pietro puts his arms around your shoulder. Whispering into your ear. "Moya." (Russian for mine.)
"So who's next?" Tony picks back up the top hat looking around the room.
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