he knew just how much you feared him, how much you wanted to run away or escape from his presence. but he tragically ignored it thinking that deep down those things do not matter. you two were and will always be in love and that was the only thing he was grasping onto.
rating: mature
warnings: my first time writing a dark!steve rogers fic, stalking, steve being obsessed with the reader, unhealthy relationships, swearing, no smut here yet though ;)
requested: no but would u guys want more??? idk
steve continued patiently waiting inside the mediocre coffee shop located at the other side of the town. he wore a green flannel, tucked under his pants, along with his outgrown hair that was combed back— had it been months since he last trimmed or did anything with it, unlike with his beard wherein he decided to completely razor down.
it was around the early afternoon, the time atop his smartphone screen displaying white outlines at the hour thirteen hundred dated on the fourteenth of february. and as much as it got everyone in the tower like tony and natasha speculating, no one could verify the reason why captain america was spending valentine’s day alone and away— he made sure to keep everything a secret.
however, as he was casually reading text messages from the team which consisted mostly of them teasing him for being a grumpy old man avoiding to spend the special day with them, the corners of his eyes swore on catching a glimpse of your figure
you stood across the further end of the block looking beautiful and glowing under the sunlight, your face looked fresh with an undying smile upon the corners of your mouth. you wore a sundress with bohemian patterns and it’s length stopping above your knees. steve even noticed a little cleavage peeking out, stunning him to realize that you’ve changed.
the soldier didn’t hesitate on putting his phone in lock and sliding in inside his front pocket, wholly disregarding everything the avengers were telling him. he went on to reach for the huge bouquet of pink and red roses at his side, unable to hold back a wide grin as he was about to leave the place he had been waiting at for hours.
he looked aside the clear glass once more, seeing that you were navigating your way through the endless outlets until finding your favorite fashion boutique. then he didn’t hesitate exiting to run towards you, leaving his cup of black coffee unfinished yet making sure that there was a couple of dollars to make for a tip, before you could make your way through the entrance.
he dodged a couple of speeding cars being impatient enough for the pedestrian to release the green light. luckily, he didn’t get ran over or hit by any as it would’ve been another problem to be dealt with.
his heartbeat rapidly ascended as it was almost prepared to burst out from his chest after seeing that you were about to pull the metal handle of the glass doorway. the last thing he wished for today was to let another chance of having a nice conversation with you pass by, so he called out your name loud enough for you to stop at your tracks, “y/n, hey!”
you turned to face him recognizing the voice from miles away. as much as you wanted to run away you panicked, unable to move your legs— really freaking rough foreseeing that things wouldn’t end well before it could even begin. your cheeks were blushing but not due to being flirty and intoxicated, they were red purely out of horror and shock that left you holding your breath back.
“oh my god...”
you stepped back almost enough for your back to hit against glass while his threatening figure stood in front of you with a smile. that sweet smile that got you the first time, having no idea what he has planned after all the years, and fooling you that he had nothing but good intentions. “steve? what are you doing here?”
you tried too get more words out but your arms and legs were close to trembling just with the sight of him. it was impossible to say more things.
and steve knew what he was doing to you. he knew just how much you feared him, how much you wanted to run away or escape from his presence. but he tragically ignored it thinking that deep down those things do not matter. you two were and will always be in love and that was the only thing he was grasping onto.
“i figured to stop by and bring you these,” he proceeded to present the flowers he had brought the whole time, “since today is valentine’s day and i still know that you love roses and all the other cheesy romantic gifts.”
you didn’t dare look at him directly into his eyes or mutter anything else. you felt uncomfortable even to think that he knows what town you moved to already.
“i’m sorry, doll, i know we didn’t leave things neatly after the fight—”
“fight?!” this time your head instinctively looked up shocked to hear what he was trying to prove,
“we did not fight about anything, steve. you barged into my apartment during the night without my permission, completely went ape shit when you found out about my new boyfriend, and then almost took advantage of touching me to your delight,”
“i don’t know what’s in that sick head of yours but that was not a fight. you need to solve these issues on your own without being problematic and dragging our past here in the present. please leave me alone, steve.”
as much as you tried not to exaggerate the scarring past you experience while being in a relationship with him, you both knew that what everything you said was correct. steve tried to shrug it off, not letting the guilt eat him up and rather continue on pursuing for your affection. “but y/n..... i love you. doesn’t everything we’ve been through not mean anything to you? were you just toying around with the the whole time during our relationship?”
and here he went again, twisting his words to make it seem like he wasn’t all at fault. you hated how fucked up he got, you didn’t know where it started but things never got better ever since. “we don’t share anything anymore. we dated for a few months before you started to creep me out and make me feel uncomfortable. i’ve told you multiple times to please leave me alone, things aren’t going to get any better between us, steve.”
hearing his name from your mouth made his jaw clench. he wasn’t used to hearing that from you, recalling the moment where you called him by nicknames and other call signs.
you were changing into something he didn’t want you to be. you weren’t like this with him before. you were a good girl to him. you obeyed him through every rules he had set up, not breaking any to make sure he didn’t have to punish you for it.
“fine but can you please accept this? i ordered them just for you. pink— it’s still your favorite color right?” he held the nicely wrapped bouquet paired with an innocent smile as if he was just trying to come in peace.
“keep them, steve. i don’t want to accept anything from you anymore, “ you spat out.
you forced out every strength and confidence you had to walk away from him despite the fact that the two of you has definitely caused a scene in front of the store and in the middle of the sidewalk. people who had passed by had given short, judgmental glimpses while the staff inside the fashion boutique began their concern.
“i’m happy now, living my life with my boyfriend. i tried to move on the other side of town just so i couldn’t see your horrific face anymore. please don’t every come near any of the people i love again and get it through your thick super skull that we are over.”
steve didn’t follow you inside the store this time anymore. he let you disappear into the endless shelves of clothes as he turned to face the other side of the road, walking by and dumping the flowers into the trash bin.
however as much as you thought you had talked some sense into your psycho, super soldier ex’s thick skull that he needed to move on, he had another thing up in his mind. for him, he thought you merely didn’t understand it yet but you will soon.
he didn’t care much less if he got his hands dirty. all he wanted was to win you over.
and he plans to start with the boyfriend of yours.
you looked up at him as he looked down at you and did the same, the sunlight that had peaked through the blinds had illuminated over your eyes which gave a lighter tone to the original color either way still taking your boyfriend’s breath away. “you look beautiful, y’know that?” he stated
rating: explicit
warnings: just lots of smutty themes with some fluff sandwiched somewhere there
requested: definitely
the thought of coming home to your shared apartment to see your face, after going-over the area with natasha and sam in search of any suspicious bustling, has distracted him ever since. he couldn’t focus on what the objective of the mission this afternoon was, all he could only think about was your voice begging for his name.
and now that steve has arrived he couldn’t wait any longer for the things he has been planning to do to you the entire night.
in the meantime, you cheered in joy to welcome him back with a big hug being thankful to see him again without much damage acquired, though unable to help yourself from jumping into him instantly with legs wrapping around his body as he easily caught you. the excitement made you become quite frisky, midst his beard brushing against the skin around your neck which had sent shivers down your spine.
“how was your day?”
“wasn’t as great until i got to see my favorite girl again tonight,” he answered with a smile.
it was impossible not to smile and turn into a shade of pink every time after hearing your boyfriend shower you with his praises. things only picked up from there before hearing him whisper, “been waiting and thinking about doing so much things to do to you tonight, doll.”
he gradually leaned closer until both your lips linked together, him getting the taste of nothing but sweetness while you were having various feelings on what his tasted like. however yours were definitely softer and plumper, moreover steve couldn’t resist on sucking around your lower lip.
then your fingers ran through his thick beard and relaxed at the sides of his face. he proceeded to make out with you all the while carrying your weight to the bedroom, laying you down with your back pressing onto the soft mattress.
the kiss didn’t last long since steve broke the kiss. he paused for a moment to look at you then continued to flood your lower jaw with his kisses, with it only escalating furthermore as his hands were toying around with your silky nightgown eagerly wanting to rip if from your body. he didn’t notice how badly he wanted to be inside you already and instinctively used an amount of his strength to stretch the fabric that resulted with a ripping sound. “hey!”
“sorry, sweetie, i promise i’ll buy you a new one,” he chuckled.
as a result of it steve followed by tearing the entire apparel until you were completely naked underneath him. he threw the clothing aside and started to reach for the zipper of his pants, tugging them down until it dropped down to his ankles. his arms extended and used a greater effort to flip you around, making you shriek with your face facing the white bedsheets, “i want to see you on all fours, doll.”
you submitted to his command and went ahead to get on your arms together with your legs, making sure to stick your ass out for him to give him a better sight of your dripping pussy. he willfully used the tips of his fingers to skim over the wetness that had accumulated, enjoying each second as he grew erect.
steve used two fingers then slowly inserting them inside wanting to test you on how long you could last before having to beg for his dick. he made sure to keep on a torturous pace while you bit onto the sheets still being a little embarrassed to moan loudly for your boyfriend’s name — the only sound that could be evidently heard around the room was your pussy clenching for him every time he sinks his fingers completely.
your palms were getting sweaty and your fingers were gripping onto the surface. you were enjoying the attempt of him fingering your soaked sex but deeply you knew you wanted more. you wanted to feel his cock throbbing for you as he thrusted into you with great force until your body was completely wrecked.
“steve, please!”
“what was that, doll?” he pretended to be unaware of what he was purposely doing to you, “i need you to speak up for me, tell me what you want.”
“i want your cock, steve, please!”
“that was just what i wanted to hear from you." he chuckled and acutely curled his fingertips once more before pulling them out which released a loud squishy sound coming from your cunt.
steve used the same hand to fist the base of his cock, the wetness his finger accumulated from you had coated a sheer layer just on top of the slit. he positioned himself for a second before finally pushing his hips forward. a loud moan instantly left your lips, feeling yourself adjust to his size and clamping tightly around the throbbing tip that made him groan also.
one of his hands grasped onto your shoulder, the other relaxed over your ass. his movement didn’t waste any second as he continued to ram in and out your pussy.
with the dampness that served as enough lubrication for him, steve licked his lips and savored every inch of your tautness. the sight of your asscheeks bouncing against his skin was gratifying, giving a number of slaps while gripping onto it like a soft pillow —it was what he had been daydreaming the whole time and now he got to experience it.
the night pretty much revolved around you getting fucked from behind. your room was completely filled with gasps for breath combined with hoarse moans from your boyfriend, you weren’t too sure how thin the walls were but you didn’t mind whether the room next door would have heard the pair of you. and it ended with you kneeling in front of steve and jerking him off until he released thoroughly over your face.
.・゜-: ✧ :- -: ✧ :-゜・．
after every exciting events that happened, the next morning your body rolled over to the side only to find nothing but empty, cold bedsheets.
you assumed he had to leave early due to something important happening around the area or maybe even for a meeting, so you happily moved along and continued to work the daily tasks you do in order to feed and provide yourself a roof to live under.
but it was difficult to get through once dusk had masked the sky, your window pictured the darkness with streetlights being the only thing that served illumination. it crawled into your nerves as you tried not to worry too much knowing that he was practically a super soldier with a highly trained assassin along his side.
while dressed in one of your sleepwear, you tried to read a book or watch the news channel the night felt lonely and it was harder to fall asleep, your mind was clouded with anxiety and the long for steve’s body to be wrapped around yours.
furthermore when you woke up the second morning, you expected him to either be by your side or in the dining table waiting for you to wake up. you wiped the tiny trails of drool that streamed down the corner of your lips as you got up with blurry visions still trying to adjust to the surroundings. the apartment was motionless and it was the same as how you left it last night.
steve wasn’t anywhere to be found.
this continued on for six days, the entire span of it consisted of you trying to cope living without seeing him — almost the entire time staying at home and cuddling yourself with a blanket covering half of your body. you could barely eat much and you always glanced at the screen of your phone, hoping he would either text or ring but he doesn’t. he never answered any of your calls too.
and on the seventh was when you finally heard a knock on your door. the sun was about to set and you just got home an hour ago from a short jog around the neighborhood. you haven’t changed your dri-fit clothes yet seeing the evident stains of sweat had remained, however you planned to head into the shower just a few moments from now anyway.
though it was quarter past seven in the evening and the minute you heard a knock on your apartment door, you assumed who it was. who else could it have been?
you stayed quiet, stood in front of the door while you patiently waited to hear anything other than a knock come from the other side. it took a few more minutes until steve decided to quit the knocking and eventually pleaded down, “please answer the door, y/n.”
if only he could’ve saw you roll your eyes at him.
“go away, steve”
“if you could open the door and let me explain,”
“i don’t want your explanation,” you said coldly despite the fact that every inch in your body was itching to unlock the door.
your pride was getting the best of you.
as much as you hated how steve left you without even so as a note in the fridge, you knew it was also unfair that you wouldn’t let him explain what happened after so long. even the fact that he still built the courage to come home to you without hesitating already proved something.
you thought about it for a good while and decided to unlock the door and let him in, giving him a number of minutes to explain before you could decide if he could stay with you or not. for steve, it was enough time knowing well that you would understand the hardships he’s facing being captain america, saving the world, and all that.
“oh thank god you’re alive,” he ran up to you with a genuine sigh of relief and being unable to help himself from tightly wrapping his arms around your body, squishing you almost until you were out of breath.
“s-steve, i can’t breathe.” he let go of you and apologized instantly.
then steve proceeded to detail everything that had happened the whole time he went missing. from the day he had to rush up to the avengers tower, his travel to wakanda in attempt of battling hundreds of freaks this thanos guy had created, and having to fail the mission which resulted to wiping nearly half of the earth’s population.
his narration was heavy and you became aware of the guilt that pang onto you, realizing how clueless you were to even recognize that half of the town has much likely vanished. you felt bad for him and for the rest of his team, it was depressing enough as it sounds that they couldn’t save everyone and the fact they their loved ones turned to dust too.
for steve, he was thankful and lucky enough that he didn’t have to come home to some pile of ash scattered on the floor.
“you can hate me all you want now, but at least i got to explain my side,” he stood up and was on the verge of walking out thinking that you were still pissed at him for leaving you, but you weren’t anymore.
you stopped him even if you didn’t have enough strength to actually prevent him from walking out the door. but he took the signal and faintly smiled, seeing your face no matter how raddled you have gone through will always be the most wonderful sight for him. he was really fucking lucky you weren’t included in the snap.
“i’m sorry too,” your hands chose to rest on top of his chest and simultaneously having to feel his heart beat.
“sweetie, you don’t have to apologize for anything.” he took your hands and pressed a sweet kiss onto the back of it then moving forward to plant one onto your forehead.
his kisses were gently and complete with his care. whenever you felt his lips press onto any part of your skin, your heart flutters and you felt like you could melt into his arms. “i was actually going to shower before you appeared in front of my door out of nowhere, you should join me.”
obviously he didn’t hesitate on agreeing to come with you, coincidentally also longing for a shower as his suit already worn out and muddy. he had a few bruises and cuts that never mattered to him, the sting of it only getting shrugged off.
showering with him was definitely something you missed after a while. he helped you clean yourself all the while continuing to kiss you under the flow of warm water that slowly rinsed off the bubbles on your skin. it felt very comforting and you wished for more time to spend with steve being this lovable.
when it was over steve got in the bed and proceeded to narrate everything that happened in his mission until you dozed off.
.・゜-: ✧ :- -: ✧ :-゜・．
steve was always the first one who woke up. he stayed right where he had lain down and looked to his side, seeing your face in a smile knowing that maybe you were having a good dream.
you looked adorable and he badly wanted to kiss you — it wasn’t that he wasn’t kissing you enough already, but that’s just the primary instinct he goes for when seeing or even thinking about you.
without even hanging himself back, steve leaned on to kiss you timely as your eyes fluttered open. a wide smile was present upon your lips, your cheeks being cheery as every, and you just had the greatest morning knowing everything that happened last night wasn’t just a dream.
“good morning, babydoll,”
“g’morning.” you smiled and stretched your arms over to the headboard along with your legs over to the footboard.
“how was your sleep?”
“good. now that you’re here,” you mumbled after burying your head onto his bare chest
you looked up at him as he looked down at you and did the same, the sunlight that had peaked through the blinds had illuminated over your eyes which gave a lighter tone to the original color either way still taking your boyfriend’s breath away. “you look beautiful, y’know that?” he stated
“i’m not. it’s early morning and you’re joking.” embarrassed, you tried covering your face using both the palms of your hands but steve softly pushed them aside.
this time it was your turn to initiate a kiss, pushing yourself until your lips latched onto his. the taste wasn’t all sweet but you couldn’t blame either of you since you just woke up.
you broke the kiss for a short pause, “know what could make this morning be better?”
“what?” he asked genuinely having no clue what you had running around your little mind.
with one swift move your body went over his, your legs straddling on either of his sides as he was in between. this caused his hands adjusting from cuddling you close to his chest to gripping on your waist. you squealed as it took a little time for him to process what was going on.
“whoa.”
and when he felt himself already start to grow out an erection just by the sight of you on top of him and the feeling of your panties pressing against his crotch with only thin layers of fabric getting between, he swore under his breath.
thereon you peppered kisses onto his lower jaw, feeling the scruff create light pinning effects onto your cheeks and other parts of your face. your hips were gently swaying on top of him, enjoying the sensation of rubbing yourself against him while trying to let yourself focus on leaving a few marks around from his neck until the collar.
it may or may not have been because of the yearn of your lover’s presence that pushed you into this, but you were certain you didn’t mind having the cheesy, morning make up sex that’s about to take place.
“oh steve.” a small whimper came out of you as your panties began soaking through.
steve immediately took advantage of your growing sensitivity and turned you over. your were the one at bottom now and he had an arm supporting his weight on one side as he stayed on top. he mocked your actions and repeated the way you placed kisses onto his body, but this time adding his free hand to slip under your gown.
the combination of his lips and hand movements already sending you to sensations you’ve always couldn’t hold back. you were already whimpering relentlessly for his name and he hasn’t done much. fuck.
when you felt his fingers tug your undergarment to the side you had let out a groan out of impatience.
“m’gonna make it up to you, babydoll.” he pressed another kiss aside your ear after whispering.
as he jerked his dick out from his boxers, the bed dipped down and he pulled your waist effortlessly close to his lower body. you could already feel the head of it pressing onto the entrance of your cunt and he didn’t hesitate to push himself further until it slowly disappeared from underneath him.
he didn’t take advantage of you in any way. he made sure you were still on the pill, allowing him to feel every inch of him reenter you while enjoying every second of it. your moans were sweet and sound to his ears, even only that could already make himself climax.
with all the thoughts that were running around his mind, the only thing that stood out was that he really wanted to make you feel good after everything. he wanted to cherish your body and make you feel important. he wanted to make love to you unlike the other times you two had any physical contact. he wanted you to be his for the rest of time.
it was generic but after what happened and with everyone’s loved one’s vanishing, he could only just move on from the past and enjoy what was left. and this time he was lucky enough to have you stay in his life; he wasn’t going to waste this further.
with every thrust he did he would’ve said how much he appreciated you. he took everything at pace and made sure you were feeling nothing but amusement. “that’s it. you enjoying that, doll?”
you couldn’t answer clearly only having to mumble out. the way he moved himself in and out of you was pleasing and didn’t caused you any discomfort in spite the fact that he grew in size. “you can come for me if you want.”
steve tried his best to restrain himself from changing to a quicker pace seeing how well you were enjoying it. your nipples were hard and poking through the fabric as your breasts bounced gradually every time. he didn’t want to ruin the scene and it didn’t mind him at all, waiting until you got to release the orgasm and every other emotion that was built in your system.
however that wouldn’t be the only thing he had in the list of making things up for you.
summary: the typical someone gets injured during the mission, furthermore their frustration of failure turns into sexual tension which drives them into having an aggressively steamy session in bed. // 2,656
warnings: 18+ smut, language, hints of violence and someone getting injured, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected sex
everyone nodded in agreement as steve stood at the far edge of the glass table, giving his final remarks on what to do on the mission. it had been days and the team was already getting impatient with the army of robots invading the city, nevertheless, things somehow kept going downhill.
you couldn’t specifically point out the flaw the mission had that made it unable to defeat the enemies sooner, but it definitely had something to do with someone fucking the plan up and deciding to execute in his own ways as there was always someone too hardheaded to actually strike for the perfect timing.
the last time the avengers tried to attack had completely backfired. just as everyone thought the team of superheroes were getting the upper hand, more androids began to emerge from some kind of black portal that had another universe on the other end. thus, having to withdraw from the battlefield and create a new game plan.
within a number of days that passed by, steve decided to split the team into groups of duos and trios. you didn’t mind getting paired with him knowing he never doubted your skills at least once and that he trusts you on helping him win this mission. although you weren’t quite sure if that was the only reason why he chose to fight with you side by side, acknowledging that you had your fair share of intimate and steamy moments with him from previous times.
“alright, i suppose everyone knows what they have to do and where they should be located at,” steve prompted, “we have been going through this for days therefore we close the portal as soon as possible and retrieve the scepter.”
everyone nodded in agreement. sooner afterward, they were gearing up in their distinguished suits and prepping their weapons for what’s about to come − in your case, you wore a prussian blue uniform, that was vaguely similar to natasha’s, and carried two distinctively sharp katanas as your weapon of choice.
“are we all set?” you asked, earning several responses of agreement before joining in with steve while the others went on with their assigned partners.
although just as a few hours had gone by, things weren’t going as smoothly as planned − believing that tony was one step ahead from the enemies, with his newly invented gadgets and improve suits, but in reality they were five steps further from your master plan. the captain sensed it too, discerning that clint and natasha were being chased by too many he could handle and that the hulk was getting swarmed all around and needed more help to escape.
no matter how great captain america’s shield is, you could see him struggling as he continued to throw the object in the air and receive it within seconds like a boomerang, hitting numbers that weren’t enough to compensate with the destruction left in the city of new york. along with that, he greatly smashed one droid with the edge of his shield, quickly running towards it and lifted both his feet to knock it out completely.
however, things were going downhill and you could see steve being bothered by that fact. his face twisted into a series of troubled emotions, thoughts getting overpowered and caused him to get a bit distracted by it which was enough grip for one of the robots to tackle him to the concrete road. in addition to that was him losing grip of his shield, now that it has flown in the air and landed far from his reach.
“steve!” it caused you to look aside and catch a sight of him and his face getting beaten up by the sharp metal figures, leaving multiple scratches and wounds all over. soon enough there were tons of droids crushing him and you could barely discern where his body was at.
it was difficult enough that you were trying to hold back against three robots, but things became more complicated once you neatly sliced them into pieces and began to dash to steve’s body that was still lying against the cold ground. he hardly coughed and looked at you with hints of blood streamed from his forehead. “you’ve got to be shitting me now, super soldier” you muttered under your breath while calling and seeking out for assistance from any of the other members in the team.
gladly, sam came to the rescue, seeing his wings dash within seconds and land close to the both of you. you were trying your best to prevent any bots to come in your way and at the same time protect captain america from obtaining more injuries. “what’s happening over with tony and bruce?” you asked while he looked upset and merely shook his head, gesturing neither of them are going well with the plan though they promised they’ll continue to fight.
"we need to take him back or else he’s going to suffer out here,“ you suggested knowing well that steve wasn’t one to give up, but he’s useless if he can’t move a muscle or let alone stand properly using his legs, and sam agreed with your decision without hesitation.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
next thing you know a day has passed and you were sitting on the edge of steve’s bed. he was dressed in his casual dark-colored clothes while resting with the serenity of his room. he hasn’t spoke a word and looked completely pissed while you didn’t question him because you already know what was bothering him and where this will all go down to – the captain frustrated that he couldn’t help out the team completely as how he planned it out – he felt devastated by it.
"you know you didn’t have to ask sam and clint for help to carry me back here, i could’ve done it myself” steve finally voiced out monotonously, shifting from his position as he now sat down and pressed his back against the wooden headboard.
“yeah and i believe you could’ve walked perfectly fine across the street in manhattan, maybe even take advantage of walking into a coffee shop downtown,” you retorted sarcastically with his face twisting into offense.
“i could’ve done my part in this and–“
“we’ve heard enough of that, steve. you’ve done so much for the team and you shouldn’t be guilty that you took part of it any less,”
“but, y/n,”
“dammit, rogers! why do you have to be stubborn and oppose to everything i say or do.” your patience was beginning to level up and you tried to avoid getting it to the best of you, but dealing with steve at his condition at the moment would be impossible.
“despite the fact that i’m perfectly healed and looking better than yesterday, you shouldn’t have underestimated me because i could’ve done something for the team.”
you were already rolling your eyes and groaning at hearing all of the nags and excuses, there was no way you were talking him out of this as his thoughts were still clouded and unreasonable. “listen, you were pretty helpless back there and i had to slice my way through more bots than i could count on my fingers alone. the people might as well thank me for saving america’s ass from it getting torn or shred into pieces.”
your face was now inches away from his, eyes throwing looks that could stab him instantly, feeling each other’s breath brush past some of the tension that was building up between the pair of you. the tip of his nose as well his scrunched up forehead were dangerously getting closer and you weren’t certain if it was you or him that was inching closer and closer. “argh! why do you always have to look this charming, makes it harder for me to get infuriated by you.”
maybe it was because of the arising tension, though it might not have been, but you couldn’t help but admire steve’s twinkling blue eyes that was further highlighted by the room’s lighting. it was always at these kinds of circumstances where you keep on falling for his dynamic features; and it was definitely moments like these where things would lead to the only thing you both had in mind – getting rid of the sexual tension, moreover the frustration you currently have with each other.
“well then maybe you shouldn’t get mad at me at all and start focusing more important subjects,” he suggested.
as things escalated, you watched steve have a quick glance of your figure from top to bottom and finally cueing an agreement. you leaned in and linked both your lips together, being all too familiar with the feeling of the steamy make up session going on. “i take it that you’re still healing so i’ll gladly take over tonight.”
hearing those words purr from your mouth immediately made steve go crazy, especially knowing that he loves being the dominant one in bed even if you had your fair share of experiences of it with him also. he groaned loudly, feeling his erection already bulging his pants and it didn’t help him further once you moved yourself from the edge of the bed and straddled your legs on both of his sides.
your fingers reached for the hem of your loose blouse and pulled it over your head, breaking the kiss for a short while, and proceeding to strip off your bra and unbutton your jeans. as you were already on the verge of being completely naked, steve was merely enjoying the view of you on top of him while he stayed still there and throbbed for your tight cunt.
he extends his muscular arm, with palms grasping gently onto your breasts, moaning as he toys around with each of them. the tip of his fingers were swirling around the top of your nipples as his actions combined with the cool breeze of the air conditioning made it become harder. “shit, you look so hot.”
a smug grin couldn’t help but convey on your face after hearing short and breathy compliments from steve. he has his way of wrapping you around his fingers and making you melt into complete putty, it was insane granting the fact that he wasn’t even in a normal, super soldier condition, yet knew what to say to make your pair of panties become soaked.
it wasn’t long before your lips had to part ways with his and began to descend, going past his flawlessly toned torso and avoiding to come in contact with the few wounds he acquired from earlier. he let out a moan once you met with the edging of his pants, giving time to unzip it and haul it down along with any other undergarments. and it was always a feast for your eyes when his dick got to sprung out.
your palms wrapped around the base of his length and subtly jerked it halfway, teasing him at first until he gets to break. maybe it was because of his weaker condition that he flinched at your touch when you tried to pump harder, but you confirmed that he wouldn’t last as long as he usually does with his condition now.
then your mouth leaned closer until the tip of his cock was pressing against your bottom lip already, hints of your drool leaking and layering over it. you didn’t waste further once you began to dip your tongue onto the slit, causing steve’s body to draw back especially with it being in time with your torturous pace. your head began to bob forward and backwards, part of it was covered with your saliva as it streamed down to your hands. although steve fairly has a great number in length, your gag reflex couldn’t help but kick in whenever the crown of his cock was reaching over the back of your throat. things were getting messier and you haven’t complete began with the fun parts.
meanwhile for steve, if only he could’ve massed enough strength to flip your body around and dominate over you, he would have. he loved being in charge, of course, being the captain america that he is. but he merely had withdrawn back and became weaker, letting you take control while he becomes a groaning disarray.
“fuck, that’s it. keep going, deeper,”
eventually, your jaw was beginning to get tired and you had to switch to an alternative plan of riding him until he gets to come inside you. once your cheeks hollowed in deeply and relaxed, you pulled back and wiped any excess liquids that were drooling on the corners of your lips using the back of your hand. you smiled, taking a closer look at his disgruntled face when he realized that you stopped giving him a blow job.
“son of a bitch, don’t tell me you’re going to stop now,” he grumbled.
“oh don’t worry, captain, things aren’t going to end here just yet.”
just like from your previous position, you went on and straddled his body but this time being completely naked on top of him. the entrance of your soaked cunt sliding and grinding on top of his hard dick, however you didn’t completely proceed on banging him just yet as you gladly moved your hips all the while covering him with layers of your wetness.
a trickle of sweat streamed down from your hairline, not to mention that steve was soaking through his shirt and his nipples were already poking through the thin apparel. your hands couldn’t help but grip onto the fabric and swiftly tear neatly into two, giving you a better view of what was underneath all of that super soldier goodness. the strength and skills you gained after training with the team definitely comes in handy during these kinds of scenarios.
“i’m moments away from cumming. just fuck me already, agent.”
you almost let out a chuckle as you enjoyed hearing him begging for you to ride him into the sunset. steve was perspiring more intensely compared to you since you became lost when you caught sight of his abs glistening with sweat with his hair dampening into a darker shade of blonde. steadily, you reached for his length and aligned it onto your entrance before sinking down and feeling your walls adjust. he was thick also and no matter how many times he got to pound into your sweet, tight pussy, it still remained rigid for him.
things were going smoothly as he entered you pretty easily, having been that you were completely wet and it granted a better access for him. and as you ground your hips against his, your ass couldn’t help but slap skin against skin which created a loud smack that echoed throughout the room. meanwhile one hand was resting on steve’s chest for support while the other was gripping onto the metal headboard that was evidently slamming against the wall.
“we might break the bed for the fourth time now,” you moaned.
steve was already getting aggressive as he strived to thrust his hips into your cunt while you were still on top of him. he plastered a look on his face that was hard to identify but it was mostly because he was problematic yet acutely driven with sex, “i don’t care. so far i only care about filling your tight pussy with my come.”
before you know it your mouth was agape all the while steve gave his last whimper and got to cum inside of you. you could feel every inch of it dripping down past the inside of your thighs while his dick slowly throbbed and emptied itself. everything was intense, both your breaths were rapid and panting loudly enough that the other room still could be hearing it, and you felt too hazy and exhausted.
“next time it’s my turn,” steve puffs while trying to turn the corners of his mouth into a grin.
summary: some cheeky office sex with steve // 1,033
warnings: nsfw smut, oral sex (female receiving), was shortly written just to sate my thirst for steve
steve could never point the reason out. he wasn’t sure if it was because of the keen intelligence she had over computers? or was it the way she flawlessly wanders around the tower checking for updates on each hero, including him? maybe it was the because of how perfect and wonderful she looked in her secretary uniform?
moreover what he was sure of was that he was attracted to you, even from the first time he caught a glimpse of you struggling to catch up to your boss in the headquarters. he almost could applaud tony for the good choice of hiring a gorgeous woman like you because from thereon, he could never get you out of his thoughts.
it didn’t help further that he had the opportunity to see you every morning and afternoon. steve never forgot to give a greeting as you walk past him carrying a dozen of envelopes, and that nice gesture always got you smiling even when you were stressing everything about work in the middle of the day.
it was crazy as things picked up from there, it took a while for steve to gain enough confidence to ask you out for dinner one day. he took you downtown and spent the night talking about how things are going with both your lives, making sure he doesn’t say anything that would put you off. and thankfully, it turned out perfectly in addition to him being a gentleman that he is.
later on you learned that there was more than just a whole-heartedly kind side of steve rogers, but that he was also fucking magnificent in bed.
it was around your fourth date with him that you tried to take it to the next step, knowing well that he would be too chicken to do anything bold like it. he walked you to your apartment, ensuring that you were safe, however you gladly invited him in and things just went on from making out to him ripping your clothes with only using little force. you weren’t so sure where he got all of his skills from, even after years trapped, but it was definitely unexpectedly which made the sex feel grander.
what more could you ask for if your lover was the captain america? great in the battlefield, even greater in bed.
and on one rough afternoon, it was as if you were having one of your bad days since you just weren’t feeling the stacks of files given to you by nick. your laptop was placed on your desk with multiple tabs opened but the page was displaying hundreds of e-mails addressed to tony stark.
a soft knock on your knock distracted you from your daydreaming thoughts and welcomed the person who was on the other end. just as on perfect timing, it was steve who was carrying a cup of coffee in one hand while looking happy to see his favorite girl. he stated that he was free for the day and that he wouldn’t be spending it other than with you.
meanwhile you were more than happy to see him, immediately standing up from your chair and rushing to hug him. it was almost like every negative thought in your system has flushed down the drain once he entered the room, and steve was more than happy to share the positive energy back. “how are you doing, doll?”
you quickly shared everything while taking a seat on the edge of your table as he attentively listened in front of you. one of the best things about him was that he gave more than enough of his time for you, making sure that you would never feel alone and that you always have him.
“well, i currently have something up in mind to relieve you from this stress,” he indicated.
“i’d be more than glad to hear about what you have up your mind there, captain.” he gradually stepped closer, his massive structure blocking your sight in front, until he got the chance to reach for you. his hands relaxed on either sides of your lower jaw as he leaned closer, brushing his lips over yours, and you were gladly consenting upon this even if it’s at the middle of a work day.
“why don’t i just show you then, sweetie,” he whispered.
his kiss was sweet as it can get, sucking on your bottom lip while one of his hands descended under your pencil skirt. he got excited enough and now both of you were making out in your office - it wasn’t a fret though admitting that this wasn’t the first time things like this lead in your office. you always liked the feeling of doing something sneaky and thrilling behind people’s backs.
soon enough your panties were hauled down past your ankles and steve’s hand was pressing against your sex. with the cold temperature of the room, the warmth of his hand made a huge impact when he began massaging your clit, feeling all kinds of emotions while you stayed seated.
steve’s lips was cut short from you as he pulled your skirt up to your waist and shoved all of your things off your desk, allowing you to lay down before him. he enjoyed the sight of your pussy in front of him once he knelt down and began spreading your legs wide.
he didn’t waste furthermore knowing anyone could walk in the both of you any minute, so he pressed his lips against you and stuck out his tongue. the feeling of it softly licking a strip over you which added to your cunt soaking up because of his touch. “darling, you taste so sweet,” your legs relaxed on top of his shoulders once he entered a finger inside you. your reaction was to clench around him immediately and let out a moan which got steve to proceed.
“fuck, steve, i need more.” he gladly followed to your request and entered a second finger, curling them around as you lightly arched your back against the table.
