A/N: me expanding on my imagine about telling Steve your desires. PWP. Pure smut
Steve, daddy, fucking, Rogers. The things that man did to me. With a simple crossing of his arms, making those delicious biceps flex, he had my knees ready to buckle. Leaning back in his chair, legs spread, showing off those thick thighs that I would love to ride. That deep, commanding voice had me wanting to submit to him in every way. And when he got angry or when he was fighting the enemy…I couldn't help wanting him to pin me to the wall and kiss me until my lips were swollen. I wanted him to steal my breath away.
But shockingly enough it wasn't when he was with me that my dirty thoughts were the worst. No, it was when I was away from him. My mind ran wild with fantasy after fantasy. It was maddening. Trying to take care of my arousal on my own only barely managed to scratch the itch. It wad this deep, unyielding desire. A want…no a need, because I absolutely NEEDED, Captain American to dominate me. Perhaps show me some kind love after. Because I knew he was capable of both. Maybe he didn't have experience like others, but the team had been catching him up. There was no way that Tony, playboy, Stark would have overlooked that.
How did I do this though? How did I tell him how bad I needed him? I'd been keeping it to myself for months. Sure Clint had brought me in to be part of the team a while ago, but that didn't mean I had the nerve to do this. This was a lot different than taking down a bad guy. However, I was determined to do this. So I had one drink. Enough to calm my nerves, but leave me in the right mind and more than able to give enthusiastic consent.
I sat on the edge of my bed and took a deep breath. A soft knock at the door sounded. "Come on in. It's open."
Steve stepped in, looking absolutely delicious in the dark blue shirt he was wearing. It stretched tight as he crossed his arms, leaning on the doorframe. He gazed at me in curiosity, I could see it in his eyes. "You wanted to talk?"
I licked my lips, nodding. "Yeah." I thought for a moment and said fuck it. The words didn't want to come so I would use those of a song. "I get dirty thoughts about you, they get worse when I'm without you. Does that mean that I'm going to hell, or are you thinking them as well?"
He smirked, eyes darkening to predatory as he felt the blood rush straight to his groin. Oh, he'd been thinking about you just as much. However, he felt that you wouldn't want someone without any experience. Now that he knew you wanted the exact same thing he did, it was time for him to make his move.
The look in his eyes had heat pooling in my stomach. I squeezed my eyes together, biting my lip. Holy fuck, is it possible to orgasm just from a look?
He took three big strides across your room after shutting the door. He leaned over me, allowing his hot breath to barely brush against my ear.
The feeling sent shivers down my spine, but I didn't dare move.
He nipped my earlobe, grinning as the action pulled a whimper from me. When he spoke his voice was rough with arousal and restraint, "Well I'm definitely thinking it. The things I do inside my head, just a preview of the movies we'll be making. And we're definitely going to hell cause the things I do to you the heavens would repel." He kissed down my neck, pushing my tank top strap aside to bite my collarbone. Moments later he soothed it with his tongue.
I gripped his biceps as you panted. He'd barely done anything and I was already close to falling apart. His arms were hard, thick, rippling beneath my hands. It was better than I had imagined them to be.
He gently laid me back, pinning me with his gaze. His hands went to the button of my jeans. Seeing me nod, he undid them, pulling them and my panties off. "I'm talking daddy domination, like it rough, no hesitation. Have you screaming, but I'm covering your mouth so no salvation." He leaned down and nipped my hip.
I squirmed and whined. I wanted more, I needed more. This was torture. I could feel his hands on ME, blazing a trail of arousal, sending pulses of pleasure straight to my clit. But he wasn't touching where I wanted him to. Instead he was pushing my shirt up and over my breasts, over my head and arms, tossing it to the floor. I was naked before him, bare, vulnerable, at his mercy.
Everything about this moment should have put me on edge, should have scared the fuck out of me. Yet, it didn't. I trusted Steve. He wasn't like those that came before him. He would make sure I enjoyed myself before he had his own pleasure. He wouldn't leave me right after. Wouldn't break my heart. And something about knowing I could show him all of me and him still look at me like I was a three course meal and he'd been starving turned me on. It drove my arousal to heights it had never reached before and that I didn't know existed.
"Please, Steve," I whispered, sounding hoarse.
"Or maybe you like that sexy sweet lovin'. Keep you steady with passion." He leaned down, kissing between my breasts. Slowly he left a trail of kisses to the left before taking my nipple in his mouth.
I hissed and grabbed the back of his head. Arching up, I squirmed from the mounting pleasure. My nipples had always been sensitive and I loved having them teased.
Steve groaned around my nipple, sending vibrations to my already soaked core. As he teased the right with his mouth he gently rolled the left between his thumb and index fingers. After a few minutes he swapped sides.
"Fuck. That feels so good, but please…" I bucked my hips. What he was doing felt amazing. I loved his hot wet moth teasing my nipples and breasts, but it's not where I wanted him.
He chuckled softly. "Someone is a little inpatient. Worry not, I'll take care of you." He kissed down my body, stopping for a moment to dip his tongue into my naval. He nipped my hips again, causing me to gasp and buck once more. He pinned me down, tsking. "Gotta stay still kitten."
I groaned and squeezed his shoulders. "Can't help it. Feels good, Captain." And then it was my turn to smirk. That groan as I used his title seemed to have just the effect I was hoping for. "Please, Captain. I need to feel you."
He growled low, almost animalistic before lifting my legs onto his shoulders. I squeaked, but it was cut short by a moan as he ran his tongue through my wet slit. He squeezed my hips as he swirled his tongue around my clit, eliciting a loud moan.
"Don't make me gag you so the rest of the Tower doesn't hear you." He gently nipped my clit.
My head fell back and I bit down on my own fist to muffle my moans. I knew with his super hearing that he would still hear them. My chest heaved as I tried to draw breath into my lungs, but just as soon as I did he was drawing it back out in gasps and moans. I whined as he worked two fingers in and hooked them against my g-spot.
"Shit! Fuck! I'm not gonna last much longer." I shuddered and gripped the sheets. I arched off the bed.
Steve moaned against me. "That's if, kitten. Let go for me." He latched onto my clit, lapping at it as he pumped his fingers at a fast pace.
My eyes rolled back and for a moment I couldn't make a sound. My pussy clenched and released, pulsating around his fingers while my whole body shook from the pleasure that coursed through me. I had never felt such a strong orgasm in all my life.
I panted softly, trying to come back down to earth. Come back to my senses. I looked at Steve and took a deep breath. "That was amazing, but now…now I need you to fuck me."
He was already stripping before I had finished my sentence. I drank in every inch of bare skin as it came into view. I followed his rippling muscles that went to the dip of his hips and down to his groin. My mouth watered as I got my first look of his cock. Oh he was most definitely well proportioned. So much so that I was glad for the warm up beforehand.
He laid over me, gazing into my eyes. "I want to hear you say it again, kitten. Tell me this is what you want."
I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into a deep kiss. I groaned at the taste of myself on his tongue. When he pulled back seconds later I whimpered. "I want this. I want all of you."
That was all Steve needed to hear. He grabbed his cock and guided it in. He let his head fall to my shoulder and hissed. "You're so tight. Never felt anything so good. You might just be the death of me."
"But what a sweet death." I wrapped my legs around his hips the best I could as he began to thrust. Shuddering in pleasure I brought one hand to rest on his back as the other gripped his shoulder.
Moans and groans and pants filled the room. The sound of his sweaty hard body slamming into mine echoed and and mixed with the sounds of pleasure we both made. Each time he thrusted in, he dragged against my g-spot, grinding into my clit. I was already sensitive from my first orgasm. I doubted I could hold this one off, but I decided who cares. This was about pleasure and I wasn't going to allow a stupid thought of I'm cumming too quick ruin things. I was finally getting what I wanted and I was enjoying it.
With gentle yet firm hands, Steve pinned my arms above my head. He gazed directly into my eyes. The lust, desire, and affection I saw there was enough to send me careening off that cliff. I fell into the abyss of pleasure as I gazed right back. I wanted to be wholly connected to him as I found my pleasure for a second time. And maybe it was that connection, maybe it was all the anticipation coming to a head, I'm not sure, but moments later I was having the most intense orgasm of my life.
It seemed to last forever, never ending. My whole body was alive, on fire, singing as I dove head first into bliss. I held onto him just a little tighter as his breathing picked up. I knew he was close. "You don't need to hold back. Go ahead. Find your pleasure."
It seemed Steve had been waiting for my permission because the moment I gave it, he found his own release. He groaned into my neck as he rode out the waves.
I shut my eyes and hummed softly. I was now exhausted, but completely sated. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, Steve was using a warm washcloth to clean me up. "Hmm?"
"Relax. I've got you." He kissed my shoulder.
I opened my eyes and watched him. He grabbed my plush blanket, my wolf stuffie, and a bottle of water. He wrapped us both in the blanket, offered me the bottle of water from my table, and put my stuffie in my covered lap. "Thank you."
"I'll get a snack in a minute. For now, snuggles, and Disney." He held me to his chest, turning on Hercules.
Imagine Speaking Your Desires Outloud to Steve Rogers
- You look at Steve from the edge of your bed. "I get dirty thoughts about you. They get worse when I'm without you. Does that mean that I'm going to hell? Or are you thinking them as well?"
-Steve smirks and his eyes darken with lust as he slowly takes a step toward you.
-You bite your lip, squeezing your thighs together.
-he leans over you, hot breath hitting your ear. "Well I'm definitely thinking it. The things I do inside my head to you, just a preview to the movies that we're making. And we're definitely going to hell cause the things I do to you the heavens repel."
-You whimper softly, undies growing wet.
-He gently lays you back, pinning your hands above your head. "I'm talking daddy domination. Like it rough, no hesitation, have you screaming, but I'm covering your mouth so no salvation."
-The dominating, hungry look in his eyes has you more turned on than you have ever been before. Your mouth goes dry and you can't speak
-He nips your neck at the pulse point. "Or maybe you like that sexy sweet lovin'. Soft touch keep you steady with passion."
-You grab onto him. "Can you stay for the night?" You mumble, unable to say anything more.
- he chuckles. "Alright, but now you're in my world." He kisses you deeply.
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