52 I thought I almost lost you, ummm alpha steve and omega reader?
author’s note || pls bear with me, I’ve never done (nor do I really read) A/B/O before so I’m hella sorry if it’s bad. Also, I’m assuming you want smutty because it’s A/B/O?? ah sorry, I’m nervous because I’ve never done it!! I really hope you like it🥺🥺
psa || I know this has the ‘marking’ thing in it, however, I don’t describe what the skin looks like when Steve marks it!!
prompt || “I thought I almost lost you.”
warnings || a/b/o, smutty as hell, vaginal sex, swearing, soft!alpha!steve
You cringed as you heard the door slam, making the whole house vibrate. You could hear Steve’s large booming steps on the hardwood floor. You sigh and start up the paperwork you were doing before he got home.
The two of you had just gotten back from a mission, a tough one at that. You had jumped in front of Steve when multiple guns were being shot at him. You had taken a bullet to the top of your shoulder, it had almost missed. There was blood seeping through your suit and you immediately hit the ground, yelling in agony. You don’t really remember what happened after that, but Natasha had informed you that Steve had gone into a pretty hefty rage.
After you got back to the tower, you were given painkillers and bed rest for the next week. Steve, on the other hand, hadn’t spoken to you one bit. He didn’t speak to you on the quinjet, in the infirmary, and even when he left the tower. You assumed he had just been wandering around Brooklyn and trying to cool himself down. However, it seemed he failed at that.
So here you were, almost 3 AM, and just finishing up paperwork before a livid Steve to burst through your apartment door. He was very loud; he would curse and rummage about, making as much noise as it seemed possible. He took off his boots halfway to the couch and took large breaths to keep his cool.
He couldn’t get that vision out of his head. It was like your blood was still on him, fresh and thick as it splat onto his skin. You scared the living fuck out of him, considering that he would be utterly devastated, rotted to the core if you had died in his arms. He just got so angry at the fact that you would risk your life for his.
He knew he would do the exact same in that situation but for some reason he just couldn’t get your death out of his head. He can’t afford to lose the one thing keeping him grounded and loved and happy.
You peak yourself out from your studies, watching as a tear rolled down Steve’s cheek. Your heart dropped into your stomach at the sight, wanting to so badly comfort him. You ever so slowly walk over to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder.
That’s when he spoke up. “I thought I almost lost you.”
The defining silence told you everything, especially when he stared at you with sad orbs. You still sat next to him, watching as his tears continued to roll down his cheeks. “I can’t get that out of my head. All I can see is you in my arms stained with blood and I-”
You shushed him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. You pressed a small kiss to his temple, closing your eyes at his loud sobs. “I mean I- how can you be so reckless? How can you just risk your life like that? We’re in this relationship together!”
Your soothing movements stopped and you unwrapped your hand from his shoulder. How the hell was he going to talk to you like that when he’s the one that was making everything difficult?
What relationship was he referring to because it seemed like you were the only one trying to get to that point. You exhausted yourself it seemed like at every turn. You wanted to be more than just ‘this is my friend, y/n.’ You wanted more than to hide behind walls and closed doors.
Steve had made that quite clear with long nights under the stars, kissing feverishly that this wasn’t a one time thing. However, Steve has still yet to mark you, to make you his forever.
“That’s juicy coming from you.” A full frown pulled at his lips. The venom that was laced between your lips made his heart pang. He was beyond confused and wanted an explanation, but his response seemed to fuel you even more.
“What?”
You shook your head, now moved a couple of spaces away on the couch. “Look, Steve, I don’t know what you think this is,” You gestured your fingers between the two of you. “But if you think that it’s okay to ignore me like a child when all you think of me as a fling then you’ve got the wrong idea.”
Steve moved his head back in surprise, slightly widening his eyes. He had no idea you thought that. He assumed that you two were in it for the long haul. “You think this is a fling?”
You just roll your eyes as his expression turned cold. “I don’t, Steve. You do.”
Now, he was beyond confused, especially since he had not once thought of you as a fling or just someone to fuck around with. He thought of you as the light at the end of the tunnel.
“I don’t at all, baby-”
A sudden force of anger surged through you and you scoffed. He was the one that always left in the evenings. He was the one who wouldn’t take you anywhere. He was the one who caused you all this pain.
You were now standing, your body towering over his sitting one. “You haven’t marked me! We’ve been together for months, Steve! Every time I try, you just leave me feeling unwanted!” His expression turns into an acknowledged one, understanding how he made you feel. He didn’t mean to, he just wanted to do it on your terms but instead, he thought your advances weren’t ever sexual making you feel unwanted.
“Oh, little love.” He came up to reach your cheeks and squished them slightly with his fingers. You tried to hover away from him, but it was no use.
“I didn’t want to pressure you, sweet baby. When you told me about your last alpha and how he treated you, I wanted to make sure we did it when you wanted. I’m so sorry for making you feel that way.”
A sigh escaped his lips as he pulled you into his lap, resting his hands around your stomach. His nose pressed up against your neck, leaving soft fluttering kisses. “I’m sorry, baby. Can I show you? Can I show you just how much I love you?”
You nodded and leaned into him, anger completely fading away with each kiss. He then had a tiny smirk on his face before latching his teeth into your skin.
You felt yourself gasp, gripping his forearms that were wrapped around you. His lips were soft on your skin, wetting the area wholly. Your scent had skyrocketed, arousal already dripping out of your cunt.
Steve growled, his senses only rising at your pure smell. You were squirming underneath him, not familiar with the touching love from an alpha. It was intoxicating and addicting, his scent masked of oak and mint which all the more made your mouth water with desire.
“You smell so sweet, little love.” A whimper fell on your lips at the pull of your skin on his teeth. He nibbled on the sensitive skin, watching as you writhed with pleasure from just his lips attached to your neck. You couldn’t get enough of the man; you wanted him so badly it burned.
“You want me to mark you, sweet love? I’ll mark you with my knot.” You sigh in despair as his lips left you bare. He lifted you and turned you around so you were facing him.
He took out his already hard cock, pumping it slowly. You whined, watching as a breath of chuckles left him at your impatience. “Fuck,” he whimpered slightly at the feeling of your throbbing heat being exposed underneath your skirt.
He rubbed himself back and forth on the entrance of your slick, a tight moan sent your way. Your toes curl at the sensation of him plunging into you. “please, steve, p-please.”
He made you sink all the way and you could feel the bulging veins that prominently stood out on his member. “Fuck, y/n.”
All you could do was moan as he made a steady pace, his fingers dipping into your waist. You were bouncing up and down his large member, mewling as he sat up to attach his lips to your neck again. Both of your scents intertwined together, the love and passion of it all creating your bond.
“Steve!” His hand moves up to your cheek, cupping it gently. He watched as you bounced up and down on his cock. Your slick had now spread onto his thighs, your scent flowing up into his nose and he almost came undone there.
He felt himself latching onto your beloved cunt watching you take is cock perfectly. Of course he had many dreams about this moment. He would rub up. and down his cock, wishing it was you. However, he hadn’t imagined this much ecstasy and desire. He wished his cock could never leave you, filling you whole at all times.
“That’s it, y/n.” He fucked you, again and again, watching as high pitched yelps echoed across the room. You couldn’t take much more. It was all getting too much; the sound of skin slapping, his sweet sensations he dug into your neck, and his cock fucking you raw. Your head flew back, screaming and shaking uncontrollably. Your legs trembled around his thighs and he groaned, feeling close himself.
“Steve, Steve, Steve!”
He moans. “Little love, you take my cock so well.”
He fucked you good and went beyond your orgasm, keeping his word about knotting you. Watching you come undone was the single hottest thing he had ever seen.
Eyes blew wide he watched as you screamed his name in pure lust and love. He had you completely latched, shoving his load deep within your sensitive cunt. You whimpered a bit, Steve was still pumping in and out of you, slowly.
“Fuck, y/n.” You giggled as you wiped your Steve scented slick and brought it to your lips, licking the salty white substance. Steve groaned, his hand that was cupping your cheek was now tracing the features on your face.
You got up to go clean up the two of you before Steve grabbed your hips and pulled you back down with him. “I’m not done making my mark on you, little love.”
Summary: Steve's picks something up for you. It's the complete opposite of what you would wear to bed.
A/n: This is a little random but it just popped up in my head. I was going for a slightly Shy/Dom Steve. I hope that shows through in this. And as usual enjoy ! ✨
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Just try it on. If you hate it I'll take it back." Steve spoke camly. The tiny sleek bag hung from his grasp. It was just a little silky one piece night gown. A soft yellow that would complement your skin tone like no other.
"I think you'll look good in it. Yellow is your color." Steve rammbled out. He was honestly nervous to buy you that piece. He was a paeniord mess at. He racked up enough courage to buy it. Now he was a nervous wreck giving it to you.
"Flattering me won't make me put that piece of string on."
"It's not a string." Steve grummbled out shyly. "The lady at the store said it was nice so I got it. Simple as that."
"You just wanted to do something nice for me ?" Your arms circled around Steve's middle pulling him closer to your embrace. You look up at the sweet man in front of you.
"For you and me."
"Your a mess. Forget it." You dropped your arms walking back to the bedroom. Steve was heavy on your footsteps.
"Really any color you put on is your color. But I think you'll look good in this. Just try it on if you don't like it than throw on my t-shirt and hop in the bed. " You calm at Steve's plan of action.
"Just for me."
You would go into the bathroom toss on the silky piece. If you hated it you would throw in on Steve's tees and go to bed.
"Hand it here." Steve practically threw the bag at you. He went and sat on the end of the bed already beaming. He had a hard time focusing on the way home from the store. The thought of you in that piece distract him slightly from the traffic in front of him.
"I'll be right here. Again baby if you don't like it that's fine. I just wanted to get you something nice."
"Yeah something nice for yourself." You quipped back.
You brought the silky material out of the bag. You slid the piece on admiring yourself into the mirror for a moment.
Turning the knob and stepping out of the bathroom. Your ears where met with the sound of a shutter.
"Is it okay if I snap a photo of you. It's just the Polaroid. I don't want to forget how good you look right now."
"Your really reaching here Rogers." You walked accros the room laying back on the bed strecthcing your arms out slightly posing for him. "Come on take your pictures before I change my mind." You playfully rolled your eyes at him.
Steve straddled your waist angling the camera over your body. He wanted photos of the soft evening light glowing aganist your skin.
The more you posed and moved the faster Steve's finger hint the shutter button. In the middle of your small photo shoot Steve stopped taking pictures.
"What's wrong? Run out of film ?". You stared quizzically up at him. Steve sat the camera down on the night stand. You looked like a angel laying down on the soft blankets and he would be damned of he didn't appreciate you.
"Nothing your just beautiful." Steve ran his hand on the side of your face. He wanted to stay in this moment as long as you allowed him. And he was hoping for just a couple of more seconds.
You threw your hands over your face blocking Steve from admiring you just like he wanted to. His stare was full of truth he really did feel that way about you.
"Don't cover up. It's not everyday I get to see you like this." Steves soft grip pulled your hands down from your face.
You forced yourself to look at him. He smiled softly at you. It made your stomach spring with butterflies.
"You going soft on me? What happened to the texts you sent me yesterday?" You rose up skimming your lips on the side of Steve's neck.
"If I remember right one you sent said "you couldn't wait to get between my legs.". Here's your chance now. Don't get all shy and soft now." You liked when Steve was a handsy and rough with you.
But Steve wanted to be a little softer tonight. He wanted to take his time with you. Map your body in his mind. He could be soft when he wanted to and right now he wanted to be.
"I'll still get between your legs. But let's go slower tonight, yeah ?" Steve's tone was gentle but still held power. Steve pushed you gently back on the bed pulling the small gown off your shoulders dragging it down your body.
"If yellow still my color? " your quirked your eyebrow up at Steve.
He looked at the one piece now that it was back in his grasp, flinging the piece to the floor next to you.
"It's more your color now that it's off of you." You chucked at his bad joke.
"Now come on open I have work to do."
Steve moved down to the bed getting to his next destination.
The next time he wanted to try something you wouldn't question it at all.
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