Monday: Naked

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Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone! I’m mahmfic and today's theme is naked. Interpret how you wish.

The rules still haven't changed:
• No more than five prompts in a row.
• No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
• No spoilers in prompts.
• If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
• The Hobbit, Thorin/Bilbo, he loved the feel of the hobbit's smooth skin
• Captain America, Steve/Any, someone suggests 'nudist beach' for his list
• MST3K, Mike & the bots, Tom and Crow steal Mike's spare jumpsuit on laundry day

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Fill Part 2

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Steve laughed at the exasperation in her voice. “So what else did you find?” he asked, reaching over to change the view himself. “What’s this?” he asked, coming across a picture of a beach.

“That…” Darcy flicked the window so it minimized. “That was an idea I had, but then I thought better of it. And I forgot to close the window.”

“A beach would be nice,” he commented.

“We can do a beach, but that might be the wrong one,” she replied. “I don’t want to hear about how I corrupted a national icon.”

He raised an eyebrow at that. “You know I’m not as innocent as everyone seems to think I am.”

“Yeah, well, I’m well aware of that,” she replied. “But I still don’t want to hear about it.”

“So where is this beach?” he pressed. “Is it somewhere you think I won’t want to go?”

“It’s in Europe. Which okay, you might have bad memories of there, but no that’s not the reason,” she said. “I just had second thoughts after I wanted to add it to the list.”

“Darcy.” He turned so he could look her in the eye. “What’s wrong with the beach? What could have changed so much about a beach in seventy years?”

For a minute she just looked at him as if trying to decide whether or not to tell him, than she blurted out, “I’m pretty sure they didn’t have nudist beaches in the forties.”

“They do that?” he asked, clearly not thinking about it before voicing the question.

“I knew you wouldn’t like it,” she said. “That’s why I didn’t want to say anything.”

“But doesn’t the sand…”

Darcy favored him with a look. “I’m not sure if I’m offended that you think I know or that you asked me. I’ve never been. But you said you wanted to catch up and experience things. So I had a momentary lapse.”

“How about we just put a um regular beach on the list?” Steve suggested.

Darcy grinned as she realized the tips of his ears were turning red, whether from the suggestion he’d just made or the discussion of the alternative beach, she wasn’t sure. “You keep telling me you’re not innocent, but then you blush when suggesting we go to the beach,” she teased.

“I’ve seen pictures of what women wear for swimsuits,” he retorted. “I’m not sure I’m ready for that.”

She was still laughing five minutes later when Tony wandered into the room, clearly having just come up from the workshop. The billionaire took one look at the two of them, shook his head, and decided it was just better not to ask. Even if he really did want to know.