(Y/N) stretched her arms over her head in preparation for her hand-to-hand combat training with Steve. She had just finished her post-breakfast yoga and she felt amazing. Today was going to be a good day.
"What's that smile for, (Y/L/N)?" a deep, teasing voice interrupted.
"What? A girl isn't allowed to smile, Rogers?" she laughed, looking over as he started to pull his shirt over his head. Her mouth ran dry as he folded it and tossed it onto a table, her eyes roaming his toned torso appreciatively. Steve sauntered towards her with a small smile, rubbing his hands together. "Ready to get your ass kicked?"
"My ass kicked?" he laughed, his hand falling over his heart. "You're funny." After sobering, he readied himself. With a grin, she took a punch at him, using the distraction to grab his arm and bring her knee up into his stomach. Steve quickly deflected it, spinning her around and wrapping his arm around his neck. Quickly, she dropped stomped on his foot and dropped through his arm, sidestepping him and attempting to push him onto the ground. He caught her and dropped them both to the ground instead, almost laughing as she quickly straddled him and locked his wrists above his head.
"Pinned ya." She grinned, referencing The Lion King since they had watched it together the night before. Rolling, he pinned her beneath him and settled between her legs, keeping their faces just inches apart. Their chests heaved as she locked her legs around the back of his knees to hold him in place. Her eyes searched his in questioning. His eyes flickered to her lips and back up with a small smile. Without missing a beat, she raised her head and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. His hands released hers, one cradling the back of her head as he pulled her from the mat and into his arms to sit on his lap. Pulling back, she tossed him a small smirk.
"Been waiting so long to do that." he grinned, tightening his arms around her. (Y/N) smiled down at him, running her fingers over his scalp.
"Me too." Laughing breathlessly, she lowered her lips to his once more, but they were startled apart by a slow clap from the elevator.
"Thanks for the show." Tony grinned. "Are you two actually going to work today or should I tell everyone that the old man is finally getting some?"
"Tony," Steve growled in warning, "You better not."
Giggling maniacally, Tony poked the button for the door and the couple looked at each other with sheepish smiles.
