This is part of a weekly prompt-filling event I do with the wonderful and lovely @tonystarktogo . This is a mix of my own ideas and @tonystarktogo's related ask-series. I have a feeling that about half of the asks were mine, because I enjoyed the game so much, and the other half were pretty awesome, too, so I decided (with their permission) to write a little more about it.
“Of course you do,” Tony smirks and hands Natasha the bottle. It’s a challenge, because she was the first to choose, and now they’re prompted to find similarly strong drinks, simply for reasons of fairness. Thor, who had at first been confused by the request to ‘choose his poison’, settles for some of the strong Asgardian stuff he has stored away. After a brief, unanimous vote, Steve is condemned to partake in Thor’s special mead, simply because nothing else would be strong enough to affect him, and everyone really wants to get him drunk. Tony and Clint choose to share an assortment of flavoured vodka - starting with strawberry, because it’s the sweetest, and Clint needs to ‘numb his tongue a bit’, he says. Bruce chooses absinthe - a brave choice, alcohol wise, but the safest, he explains.
“It’s the only type of alcohol that really makes me calmer.” They all mimick his shrug. Nobody really expects Bruce to have to drink a lot, anyway. And a code green with a bunch of drunk Avengers around seems like a very bad idea. Not that any of this isn’t the setup for a really bad idea anyway.
“Alright, who’ll start?” Tony asks, once they’ve all got their glasses and bottles stashed next to them. There are a few snacks on the table, and water in case anyone needs any. Natasha and him exchange challenging glances, but in the end it is Bruce who starts. It takes a few rounds to get everyone - Thor in particular - to grasp the rules, and even though they are simple enough there are still occasional discussions whether “this or that” counts enough to have to drink. Of course, things always count.
“Never have I ever been caught having sex.” It’s a question everyone had expected to come up, although they probably would have pictured Tony to ask it. In fact, it is Steve who asks - and, to everyone’s surprise, they all drink, including Steve himself.
“It is not a rare occurrence where I come from, but I had expected it to be less common on Midgard,” Thor states.
“Gotta have fun somehow,” Clint chuckles. As it turns out, Clint has a lot of fun, in a lot of different ways, and he’s very willing to share all of them with the class. He is what Tony dubs The Shameless One™ in his head. If there’s any way to turn an innocent question sexual, Clint knows how to do it. Maybe that is his secret super power. And the archer doesn’t even wait for any of them to be properly drunk before starting with the freaky stuff. Not that Tony really minds, he can deal with freaky. It’s the personal stuff he likes to avoid, and while everyone’s focused on freaky, he has a good opportunity to do just that. Steve also has some effective ways of avoiding talking about his mysterious sex life (apparently, it exists after all, and Tony owes some people money). Creating diversions, starting discussions or simply focusing on the juicy details of other people’s stories usually distract everyone enough to leave Steve alone.
While Tony tries to keep it light-hearted - another effort to avoid personal questions and experiences - Natasha is his exact opposite. Her questions are personal on purpose, they’re based on things she knows about people and only fall short of ‘mean’ because she knows not to take things too far. At least while she’s still sober. As the game moves on, her strategy changes from exposure to curiosity. She starts asking things she doesn’t know.
“Never have I ever been scared to ask someone out.”
Her eyes are fixed on Tony and he knows it without looking up. He drinks, as do all the other guys. Everyone except Natasha herself, which is not much of a surprise except perhaps in Tony’s case. Because Tony doesn’t even need to ask, does he? It’s hard for the others to imagine there’s any woman - besides Natasha - he hasn’t been in bed with yet. But Tony knows this isn’t about meaningless flings and his public playboy persona. Natasha doesn’t pry, but he catches the corner of her mouth twitching into a satisfied smirk. She’s on to something, and he doesn’t really like the thought of that. Luckily, the next few questions allow him to drink some more, and the strawberry vodka is gone more quickly than he had anticipated.
“My turn,” Steve sits up straight and looks at them for a moment. He actually seems a little tipsy, which is promising and motivating all of them to keep the game going. “Never have I ever faked an orgasm.”
Both Natasha and Tony immediately down their shots, no hesitation, no questions asked. Nobody is surprised, really. Neither are they when Steve himself doesn’t drink. After all, they’ve just gotten over the shock that he has sex at all. But then a feral grin spreads across Natasha’s face.
So, this fill did get a little longer than expected. So, if you like, you can find the rest of it here on AO3 (link), because the read more function doesn’t work properly on mobiles.
