IMAGINE: (Y/N) and Steve are both tired of their friends (namely Sam and Tony), trying to set them up with people. What happens when one night they decide to take control of their own love lives and teach Sam and Tony a lesson? (x)
[gif is not mine -creds to the owner. requests are open. immensely proud of this, probably except the ending. iâve uploaded this like 3 times now and tumblr keeps deleting it, so apologies for the continuous upload for this.]
warnings: swear words, mature situations -minor sex scenes.
âThe question of whether we can fight fate will always remain a mystery. But the bigger question is what happens when we stop fighting it.â
âTony, for the last fucking time, I donât want to go on a date with your friend!â (Y/N) yelled exasperated as she threw a piece of bread at him. âHow many times do I have to tell you?â
âCome on, heâs totally your type and you guys would be perfect for each other,â his voice now took on a whining tone and (Y/N) rolled her eyes. âPlease, just this one time?â
(Y/N) smiled sweetly at him, âNo.â She hopped off the stool she was sitting on, âLast time I agreed to one of your dates he started crying when they brought the entree, and then again when we started having sex.â
Steve placed his hands on his knees as he bent over, trying to catch his breath. âGood run, Capâ He looked behind him and saw Sam jogging to where he was.
âYou were so close in beating me this time,â he placed his hands on his back and stretched. Steve groaned as he began rubbing his shoulders.
Steve shook his head, âNo, why?â
âThereâs this girl,â Sam started but Steve glared at him. âNow, hear me out, sheâs lovely and-,â Sam didnât finish as Steve held up a hand.
âLook, I donât want to Sam. I mean Iâve tried this thing before when Nat tried to set me up and it just didnât work out. If I want to start dating, Iâll do it through my own way.â Steve clasped a hand on Samâs shoulder. âThanks though.â
(Y/N) fiddled with the screwdriver in Bruceâs lab, âI thought you wanted my help on a formula Bruce, but all Iâve done is play with your tools.â
Bruce turned around with a sheepish smile on his face, âSorry (Y/N). Itâs on that table if you want to have a look at it.â
She smiled at him and walked to the table. Leaning on it with her arms, she began scanning it. (Y/N) was focused until Tony barged in.
âGuys, I just got us a reservation at Top Stem!â
(Y/N) looked over at Bruce, then turned back to Tony, âIsnât that the hipster bar in Brooklyn?â
Tony smiled and nodded, âYep. Know a guy and he managed to book us a table.â
âWhatâs the occasion?â
âI mean everyoneâs here since forever,â Tony shrugged. She knew that it meant more to him that he could ever admit. After the Civil War broke out between the group, tensions ran high and even though itâs been 5 years since the event happened the group still wasnât as it was before.
âIâm in,â Bruce smiled.
âMe too,â (Y/N) smiled and continued reading the document. She was too engrossed once again so she didnât notice the scheming look between Bruce and Tony.
âIâm at the restaurant Sam, and nobodyâs here yet,â Steve spoke into the phone, peering in every now and then into the restaurant. âIt is the Top Stem, right?â He asked. âAlright, Iâll go in, but if youâre not here or anyone in the next 15 minutes, Iâm leaving.â With that, Steve hung up and walked in.
When he was seated he saw that the bar was dimly lit, giving it an intimate feel, especially with the single flower in the middle of the table. He frowned at the multiple empty chairs that circled the table.
âRogers?â He heard his name and looked up from the menu. He saw (Y/N), and in that moment he allowed himself to bask in her beauty. He hasnât spoken to her in a long time. Of course, their relationship was never friendly, but still, he missed the fights and the banter, and the wanting to rip her clothes to shred and push her up against the wall. Steve coughed, making sure that he wasnât blushing when he replied to her.
âAre we the first ones here?â (Y/N) asked, sitting down across from him. Steve nodded. âFantastic,â she grumbled.
âThat hurts (Y/L/N),â he gave her a smirk and she smiled largely at him.
After 10 minutes passed, (Y/N) opened her phone and texted Tonyâs number.
âWhere are you guys?â
âTony?â Steve nodded towards the phone.
âYeah, I mean our friends are little shits, but theyâre usually around five minutes late,â she checked her watch, ânot ten.â
Suddenly a buzz went through the table.
âAt home. Have fun ;)â
âFor fucks sake,â (Y/N) groaned. âBy any chance did Sam want to set you up with someone before this?â
Realization went through him and he cursed, âAre you fucking serious?â
(Y/N) laughed at him, âLanguage, Cap.â
âOur friends are shit.â
âIâll drink to that.â (Y/N) raised her glass and gulped it down. âI canât believe I fell for this, I mean itâs a Stark plan,â she sneered. âThose usually have more holes than Swiss cheese.â
âSam and Tony schemed us. Us out of all people!â
(Y/N) agreed, âFuck. You know what we should do?â
Steve looked at her, he knew that look. It was that look before a scheme hatched in her mind, god he knew that look. He loved that look. He got turned on by that look. âWhat?â
âSince our dear friends thought that they could out scheme us, why donât we show them just how great we can be together?â He gestured for her to go on. âLetâs pretend to date and then weâll have this dramatic fall out after like a month or so and then theyâll donât know what to do because weâll force them to choose sides. Then, weâll come out and say, âit wasnât real, but this could be the outcome if you keep fucking with our lives.ââ
Steve sat back for a while. Usually he was a good guy, he wouldnât scheme, but sometimes (Y/N) brought out that Steve he wanted to be when he was younger. One that wouldnât take shit from anyone. He got that chance when (Y/N) entered in his life.
3 weeks into âdating.â
âI canât believe that you and Capsicle are dating now,â Tony sat down next to her, a bowl of cereal placed in front of him. âI mean, I thought you would high-tail out of there but not before throwing a drink in his face.â
(Y/N) shrugged, âWell, when I first saw him thatâs what I wanted to do. I guess old habits die hard, but once we got talking, it was just realization. I just realized just how much we were alike, but so different at the same time.â
âEw,â Tony shoved her lightly. âCan you spare me the romantic feelings?â
She threw a piece of granola at him. What surprised her was just how true her statement was.
3.5 Weeks into âdatingâ
âSo whatâs the next step on the plan?â Steve asked as he opened the door for her.
âIâm not sure if youâre going to like this, but they have to catch us in a sexual manner to say,â (Y/N) spoke and cringed. âYou can just lay on top of me, I know that you donât want to do any of that until you really like someone.â
(Y/N) rolled her eyes, âOh please. Youâre Mr. Poster Guy for having an emotional connection before having sex with a girl,â noticing his casted down eyes, ânot that thereâs any wrong with that!â She placed a hand on his shoulder.
âIâm just saying, Tony knows me. Tony knows that I donât need an emotional connection when fucking someone.â She saw that he cringed when she said that. âSorry.â She stopped walking and leaned into the wall, âHe wonât believe weâre dating until he catches us in the act. He believes that we had this weird pent up sexual frustration before.â
Steve laughed, âSam and Nat said the same thing.â
âOkay, so this is what I have in mind-,â she never got to finish her sentence as Steve pushed her up against the wall, she subconsciously lifted her legs and wrapped it around his waist. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, opening her mouth to allow his tongue in. She moaned as he grinded his hips to hers. âSteve, fuck,â she moaned out as he began placing kissed on his neck.
Steve relished in the way she grinded her hips against her. He could feel himself harden against his gym shorts and he really couldnât care enough to blush or apologize. He almost took her when she began moaning his name. âYou like that?â He nipped her jaw as he grinded against her again.
âGod yes,â she rolled her head and pulled him in again to kiss him.
They only broke apart when they heard several throats clearing. (Y/N) and Steve broke apart slowly, she opened her eyes and saw that he was staring at her. His normal crystal blue eyes, were darker than sheâs ever seen before.
âGet a room,â Tony hollered, backed up by Clint and Samâs snickering.
Steve and (Y/N) turned their heads, foreheads still touching, to their audience. âSorry, canât keep my hands off her, I mean have you seen her?â
Pietro nodded and smugly grinned, âI sure have.â
Steve growled and (Y/N) found herself getting turned on by it. She grinned and lightly bit his earlobe, grinding into him for the extra act. Steve turned his attention back to her and smiled. He pecked her lips once more.
âFor the love of god! Iâve given you guys practically a floor each, can you not do it where everyone can see!â Tony complained as he shut his eyes and dramatically walked to the gym. The others walked past, each smiling smugly and laughing.
Once they were out of view and hearing range, Steve allowed (Y/N) to unwrap her legs around him and gently set her down. âDidnât know that you had in it you Rogers. Iâm surprised, pleasantly surprised, but surprised nonetheless.â
Steve didnât reply to that comment but he did give her a small, shy smile. âI guess they believe that weâre dating now?â
âFor sure,â she laughed, still trying to catch her breath. âIâll see you round Rogers.â With a wink she disappeared, swaying her hips as she did so, knowing that he was watching her. As she walked away she desperately tried to forget how good he felt, how good and right it felt when he kissed her. How he held her in the right places.
She leaned against a wall, âFuck.â Yup, she was fucking screwed because sheâs opening herself up to Steve.
4 Weeks into âdatingâ
âNo need to be jealous (Y/N), you know that he only has his eyes and his other things for you,â Bucky whispered as they both watched a flirtatious reported touched Steveâs arm.
(Y/N) refused to admit that she was jealous. She wasnât jealous at all. She didnât want to drag him away and claw the woman who had her paws on him. Nope. Not at all. She was only concerned about their plan being thwarted if he couldnât keep his dick in his pants. She glanced at Bucky and he gave her a supportive smile. âThanks, Buck.â She touched his arm gently, and that was the time that Steve looked up.
His eyes narrowed as he saw his best friend and his âgirlfriend-slash-not-girlfriend-but he kinds of has feelings for her?â closely talking. âSo, what would you say was the best thing about the â40âs?â Tierney asked as she posed her pencil over the paper.
He turned back to her, giving him her most charming smile and answered.
(Y/N) took a deep breath, her nostrils flaring as she heard the womanâs laugh from across the room. âBreathe,â Bucky warned. They both watched as the reported fiddled with Steveâs tie. âFuck,â Bucky swore as he watched (Y/N) storming over. âFuck, fuck, fuck. Why canât Sam do this?â
(Y/N) stormed over to where they were, standing so close to Steve that he couldnât physically move away from her. âAm I interrupting something?â She asked sweetly. Steve looked down at (Y/N), to anyone who didnât know her, they would have just thought that she was asking a simple question, but he knew that tone.
âUh, I was just doing an interview here with Mr. Rogers,â the woman explained.
(Y/N) turned to her, an eyebrow arched and her jaw clenched, âAre you really?â She felt Steveâs hand wrap around her waist and leaned back into him. She smirked when she saw the reporterâs eyes move to the gesture. âBecause from where I stood you were trying to get into my boyfriendâs pants.â Â She moved closer to the woman, âAre you really trying to get into my manâs pants?â
âNo, no-,â the woman stuttered.
âGood, because fucking another womanâs man is a big no-no, no matter what, understand?â
âI didnât know that he had a girlfriend,â the woman tried to explain.
âThatâs why Iâm letting you off, just make sure when you want to flirt with someone, make sure that theyâre not taken, otherwise it can get,â (Y/N) tilted her head and gave the woman in front of her another smile, âmessy.â With a turn, she faced Steve indicating that the conversation ended. Luckily, the woman took the hint and walked off.
Steve allowed himself to be dragged by into an empty room. She turned around and he saw that she was beyond pissed. âDo you want our plan to go down the drain?â
âAre you jealous?â He laughed at the thought. (Y/N), jealous? In all of the time that he knew her, she never once showed this kind of emotion.
âIâm angry that our plan would be tarnished, yes.â
He walked over to her, smiling all the while. âYou were jealous.â He placed his hands on her hips. She shook her head, anger still in his eyes. âOh really?â She nodded. âSo after this whole charade, you wouldnât mind me dating her,â he ghosted his lips over hers, âfuck her,â now her ear, âmake love to her?â He allowed himself to nibble on her ear, earning a moan from her.
âFuck her all you want,â (Y/N) grasped the tie, pulling him closer, their noses touching, âbut youâre mine right now.â She grounded her hips against his, and this time it was him moaning.
As their kisses got more desperate, (Y/N) allowed her to think. How did it come to this situation? Alone, in a room with Steve Rogers of all people trying to undo her dress, which started which jealously? If you told her this 3 years ago, she would have laughed in your face, but at this moment? She allowed herself to enjoy Steve Rogers.
âSteve, fuck! Oh my god!â She yelled as she fisted his hair.
âBetter be quiet doll, or someone might come in,â he mumbled against her clit.
âDonât care,â she mumbled, Steve moved back in this time with more rigor. Her head tilting back, moaning loudly as she did so.
5.5 Weeks into âdatingâ
âArenât we supposed to break up now or something?â He dropped it so casually, it was like he was talking about the weather.
She was so stunned that she couldnât formulate a sentence so she decided on, âWhat?â
âWasnât that the plan?â She stopped playing with his hair and turned to him. He noticed her eyes drop down, her brows furrowed. âUnless you donât want to.â He teased.
She looked up and clenched her jaw, âNo. I just donât know how to do it dramatically, I mean I havenât had the time to think with you fucking me.â She yanked herself out of his grasp, and neither would admit it but they missed each others touch.
Steveâs eyes widened with her cold tone, â(Y/N)âŚâ
âGive me until tonight, then Iâll you the plan,â she walked away, her heart beating furiously.
Once she was in her room, she locked the door and sat on her bed. (Y/N) placed her face on her hands. She completely forgot about the plan -with all the sex, the talks about their past and her incessant questions about his childhood, and the weird dates in Brooklyn that she couldnât help but enjoy. She never thought that when got into this that their goal, her goal of making sure that Tony and the gang never in their life again would blur with one kiss from Steve Rogers.
(Y/N) had it all planned out. She usually knew what was real and what wasnât, but whenever she was with Steve, she couldnât help but feel that everything was real.
She stood by the kitchen, whiskey in her hand. (Y/N) texted Steve two minutes ago to meet her so they can âbreak-upâ. She didnât want to, not that sheâll ever voice that thought out. She saw Steve as soon as he entered the kitchen, his face wasnât impassive as she thought it would be.
He stalked over to her, every Avenger now watching them. He pulled her into him roughly, his hand on her waist, the other on her ass. (Y/N) was shocked, so she hesitantly kissed him back. He broke apart with her, âI need to talk to you.â Steve didnât allow her to respond, he just grabbed her by the hand and dragged her to his room. They both felt a group of eyes watching them, but they could not care less.
âRogers, what the hell are you doing?â He locked the door. Steve faced her.
âI love you,â he stated plainly. âI didnât want to fall in love with you, but fuck, every single smile that you gave me, every single conversation that we had made me fall in love with you. Iâm not going to lie, when I first met you I thought that you were one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen, but then you opened your perfect little mouth and you ruined it all.â
He gave a small laugh, âBut you didnât at the same time.â He looked at her, âI wanted you more than anything, the way that you talked to me -you talked to me like I was a normal guy pissing you off, not Captain America. You were the most annoying, frustrating woman in my life, I didnât know whether I wanted to kill you or fuck you. But I did know one thing, I couldnât imagine my life without your incessant nagging about everything that I did.â
Steve stopped speaking, they both knew that he was finished talking. (Y/N) stood there, in the middle of Steveâs room, unmoving, no emotion in her eyes. She closed her yes and inhaled.
âHas anyone ever told you that youâre dramatic? You could rival Tony,â She opened her eyes and looked at him. He knew that her words were supposed to be biting but once he saw her eyes, oh god, he could burst out crying. Steve saw the love and admiration that he knew would take awhile for her to voice out. But it was still there. She loved him as well.
âYou love me,â he teased and she shrugged laughing all the while. âYou know whatâs better than normal sex against a wall?â Steve asked.
She moved forward, wrapping her arms around him, her face glowing. âWhat?â
âHaving passionate sex in Tonyâs office,â he winked at her and she laughed.
âAnd they say that Iâm the inappropriate one in the relationship!â She grinned at him. He was beautiful and he was hers. âI must say though, you know a way to girlâs heart.â
âCorrection, I know the way to your heart.â He grinned down at her, and kissing her for the first time, not because of a scheme or a plan, but because he finally got the girl who managed to make him rip out his hair, kiss her until sheâs out of breath and set his soul on fire. Sure, he had a rough road ahead of him, but if she was there with him, he could manage.