#catebelate

“You should have known better than to make a deal with the devil, Steve,” Tony chided in sympathy, throwing an arm around his shoulders to guide him to the party that was taking place in the common room just a few doors down. “But it’s really not that bad.”

“Really?” Steve asked sardonically, looking down at his friend skeptically.

“No,” Tony replied, after only a moment’s hesitation. “It is that bad. But look on the bright side.  You’ll probably get laid at least.”

Steve laughed harshly, shaking his head as they walked into the party. “There’s always that I guess.”

“Steve,” Bucky called, walking over to join him with Sam at his side once they saw Tony come back with the man he was ordered to track down. “There… you…are…”

His best friend trailed off, eyes wide as he tilted his head to the side and took him in: the brown fur boots and the loincloth with nothing but thick leather straps covering his chest.. “What the hell are you wearing?”

Sam recovered from his shock quickly, bursting out in laughter that caused him to double over and clutch his waist. “He—He’s He-Man. Oh my god this is perfect. Who do I have to thank for this?”

“Me,” Natasha said, coming up behind his friends with a wicked smile and a camera. “Say cheese, loser.”

Steve rolled his eyes while Tony posed next to him, holding his hands out as though he were about to web him up. After the camera flashed though, he was quick to excuse himself, saying, “I’ll leave the happy couple to it then. Enjoy the party, Captain He-Man!”

Bucky and Sam also made a hasty getaway, both of them looking at him with pity even though they couldn’t tamper down their amusement at his situation.

“I think it looks really good on you actually,” Natasha said, running a perfectly manicured hand down his bare chest. “Nudity suits you.”

“You’re hilarious,” Steve said, unable to hide his blush or the annoyance from his tone. “What are you, anyway?”

Natasha glanced down at her own outfit, a white form-fitting jumpsuit that was embellished with a gold collar. She was also wearing faux-fur lined boots and carrying a sword. All-in-all, she looked ridiculous—still stunning, of course, but ridiculous.

“I’m Teela,” she answered, as though it should be obvious. “He-Man’s wife.”

Steve softened immediately. “I thought this was supposed to be my punishment?”

“Well, yeah,” Natasha answered, grinning at him as she took his arm and lead him further into the party. “But I wasn’t going to make you look ridiculous alone. We’re in this together.”

“I love you,” Steve chuckled, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

“I know,” Natasha replied easily, grinning up at him wickedly. “But Tony was right. You are getting laid tonight.”