Steve spent most days awkwardly flirting with any one that came into scoops ahoy, dropping their change and startling them by being too loud. That and Robin's new input on his love life was making him crazy. And needy for affection. He was pretty sure he was fourteen all over again, it was always too hot and he got flustered way to easily.
You'd enjoyed watching Robin tourture him, their bickering was the perfect summer entertainment. Plus Steve blushing and getting frustrated wasn't a bad sight. It was nice after dealing with his 'King Steve' era. It was still shocking how no one wanted him that summer. He'd lean on the counter, keeping his arms in their sight, take of his hat and let his newly highlighted hair fall over his face. And he was still Steve, just a little more himself then he was in high-school.
He was flirting with any one at this point, it seemed he no longer had a type and maybe never had one before. He even tried it on with you, just once. His pleading eyes were almost convincing but Steve could last a little longer without having sex. He was dramatic about it though, he faked pain that you turned down his whole friend helping out another friend thing and acted like he was getting migraines from the pent up stress.
"Steve?" You touched his arm to get his attention and he almost jumped into the wall. You raised your concerns, you didn't want him returning to his king Steve self just because his peers had lost interest in him for the first time in his life.
"It's like, the touch you known. It's about the sex obviously but it's about the physical contact too." He looked like a kicked puppy when he told you that. Steve’s way of showing affection was through physical touch.
"I'm sure someone will walk in and think, wow would you look at that hat." Steve started to laugh. "I've just gotta have him." The hat was starting to grow on you so you imagined someone would find it hot. Steve's hand found your knee and that wasn't strange, that was just Steve.
"What about you?" His voice had quitened. You hadn't been looking you suppose. No one really caught your eye and you were far to busy watching Steve and Robin bicker for much else. So you shrugged and Steve shook his head. "I mean why doesn't anyone want us. Sitting in the backroom of an ice cream shop taking about our feelings, we're total catches."
For some reason that day had shifted something. You felt bad for Steve you truly did and you wanted to make him feel better. "People want you." He'd told you, in fact he insisted people had come in just to see you sitting on the counter. So one knee touch turned into Steve's hand working you through your climax. And what kind of friend would you be if you didn't return the favour.
3 days in a row? Well, how about that! This is a different type of piece I’ve ever written, I hope you guys enjoy it! <3
Warnings: Unprotected sex, swearing. Wrap it before you tap it. 18+ please!
WC: 1.1k
Pairing: Steve x Reader
Squeeze.
“Hey, baby.” Steve whispered in your ear as he kissed your shoulder and laid his hand on your hip.
“Mmm, yes?” You turned to look at him, settling on your side.
“I miss you.” He pulled you into him by your waist, sighing shakily.
“I’m right here, honey.”
He tilted your chin up, his icy eyes piercing yours. You could see that his were watering slightly, even in the dim glow of the moon outside. Placing your hand on his chest, you felt his heart beating fast.
“No, I miss you.” His eyes fluttered shut as he took a deep breath.
“Okay, baby.”
You rolled over on top of him, leaning down and bringing his lips to yours slowly. There were nights where all Steve wanted was rough and playful sex. But, there were also these nights. Where he just needed to feel your skin against his, to help ground him. You were his everything, and he wanted to make sure that you were real. That his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. He needed you.
“I’m here, sweetheart. I promise.” You murmured into the kiss, running your fingers up his neck and to his cheek.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Steve’s mouth opened slightly to let you in, your tongue gliding across his bottom lip and into his mouth. Little sighs came from him as you explored him, his hands coming up to your sides. He savored your taste, and you loved it. He gave a gentle tug on your white tank top, signalling that he wanted it off. With a nod, you slipped it off and tossed it on the floor. He gazed at your chest before pulling you down to him, his bare chest meeting yours. He wanted, no needed, that skin to skin contact from you.
“I just want you with me.” Steve muttered into your soft hair.
“You have me, Stevie.”
Your lips moved to his neck, leaving feather light kisses on his skin before you gently sucked, leaving small purple dots. He wanted to remember that you were there in the morning. The small kisses continued down his body, your lips stopping at the waistband of his boxers. Nodding at you, you pulled his boxers down his legs and threw them aside. His cock was hard and thick, begging for you to take him into your mouth. You looked up at him before running your hot, wet tongue over his head and down his shaft. Steve let out a soft moan at your actions, his hands fisting the bedsheets.
You wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, tenderly sucking as you wrapped your hand around him. He was long and you knew you shouldn’t take him all the way in your mouth so you chose to pleasure him with your hand as well. As your tongue swirled around his tip and your hand slowly began working him, small sighs exited Steve’s chest.
“Your mouth, baby, fuck.”
The praise from him made you blush and bob your head up and down faster. You needed to make him feel grounded, no matter how. And to be frank, this also helped you as well. Knowing he felt pleasure from you made your heartbeat quicken. He grabbed your hand, pulling you up to him and grazing his lips over yours.
“Please.” Steve pleaded.
“Okay, baby. Okay.”
You slid your pajama shorts and panties off, dropping them off the side of the bed. Steve’s hands found your hips and you climbed back onto his lap. The blue tint to his eyes had deepend while he ran his cock against your sensitive clit. The action made your leg muscles tighten and your body shiver. Steve gave you a bit of squeeze before you sank down onto his length.
“Ah, fuck.” You groaned, adjusting to his size.
It was at times like these, Steve gave you complete control of him. Not just his body, but his heart. His soul. He trusted you with every part of his being and he wanted to show you that. Your pussy fluttered around his cock as you began to rock against him.
“You’re so perfect, honey.” You whimpered, running your fingers through his hair.
“You squeeze me so tight, baby, fuck.” His arms wrapped around you completely, pulling you into him.
His cock pulsated inside you, dragging along your walls perfectly.
“Please tell me this is for me, that you’re for me. Just me.” Steve pumped in and out of you slowly, his eyes closing.
“I’m all for you, sweetheart. No one else.” Your voice was gentle, reassuring.
You didn’t want to be anyone else. You didn’t want anyone else’s arms around you. No one could be so warm. So inviting. So comforting. Steve is your home and you’re his. Your bodies fit together like the last two jigsaw pieces of a puzzle. Every I love you, every I miss you, every single thing he says is what you need.
“You feel so fucking good, I love your body.” Steve’s fingers ran up your body, stopping at your lips.
A small smile spread across your face as you kissed every single one of his fingertips. It made Steve’s heart swell with love. He studied every part of your body, especially your face. The way you furrow your brow and the way your eyes roll back when you ride him. His large hands held you close while he pushed up into you, hitting right where you needed him.
“Steve, I’m…” You moaned loudly, pressing your lips to his.
“Come on, baby. Cum for me.” He whispered into your ear, rubbing your clit while you ground your hips into his.
The heat you were feeling spread throughout your body, making your legs shake and breath stop momentarily. With a loud cry of his name, your pussy contracted around him, sending a full body shiver down you. Steve’s body stiffened at your climax, reaching his as well. He had his arms wrapped around you, afraid that this was just a dream. That you were too perfect to be real.
Hot spurts of cum shot into your dripping wet pussy, forcing a whimper from your mouth. You fell on top of him, breathing heavily. Steve’s strong arms remained in place, around your frame. He refused to let you go, he couldn’t let you go. He wanted you to stay with him, against him, connected to him.
“I need you so much.” His voice was soft. It was soothing.
“I need you too.” You couldn’t help but sniffle at his confession. He could go from commanding to completely submissive in a split second.
