"Hey Steve. Steve. Steve. Hey. Steve. Steeeve."
"I-I should’ve known you would Cl—" The Captain finds a counter top to hold onto, steadying himself as his fingers curl under the lip of the granite. A low moan works it’s way past the blond’s lips as he squeezes his eyes shut tight. Another is soon to follow and before long the super soldier feels his knees ready to give way. His chest rising and falling rapidly as he feels the heat pooling between his legs. "N-Not…fair…" Steve groans as he positions himself to lean against the counter.








