Title: Port Royale
Filled:
SteveCentric September - prompt: Ghost - @stevecentricseptember
Steve Rogers Bingo - I2 - Pirate - @steverogersbingo
Steggy Bingo - B4 - Archaeologist - @steggybingobash
Moodboarder: Caiti
Relationship: Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter
Rating: G
Warnings: Moodboard, Alternate Universe - No Powers
Summary: Steve Rogers is an archaeologist investigating the drowned city of Port Royale, once the pirate capital of the western hemisphere. Little did he expect to find a beautiful woman when he arrived in Jamaica. And why did she seem so old-fashioned?
Rating: Explicit
Universe: Captain America - All Media Types
Pairings: Steve Rogers/Himself
Characters: Steve Rogers
Warnings: Sexual Content
Major Tags: Masturbation, Bathing/Washing, Bath Sex, Bubble Bath, Sex Toys, Bottom Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers Deserves a Break
Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: It's been a long, hard week for Steve. So he takes a bath with one of his toys to relax.
For the:
✦ @stevecentricseptember Round 1 prompt “Riding (nsfw)”
Read below or on AO3 >HERE<
Steve arches his back with a low, drawn-out groan. Gripping the edge of the bath tight as he rocks back onto the toy deep in his ass. Water splashing over the edge of the tub.
He'd needed this.
This week it had been one thing after another. All of it, piling up. Becoming just so much.
It was nice to have some time for himself.
He adjusts his position. The toy wasn't sliding so deep now. But it was brushing against that made his breath shudder in his chest.
Steve shuts his eyes, letting his head fall back. Just... taking it all in.
Taking in the way his pleasure rolled in his gut like great ocean waves. The way his breath felt like it was being punched from his lungs every time he took the toy deep within him. The way his cock throbbed, hard and needy against his belly, begging for attention. The way his ass gripped the toy, clinging to every ridge and wrinkle moulded into it.
He runs his hand over his chest, spreading the lightly scented bubbles everywhere he goes. Fingers finding his nipples, pinching them, flicking them.
Rating: Gen
Universe: Marvel 616
Pairings: Georges Batroc/Steve Rogers
Characters: Steve Rogers, Georges Batroc
Warnings: None
Major Tags: Secret Relationship, Fluff, Flirty Batroc, Blushing Steve Rogers
Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: Steve and Batroc meet up on a rooftop late at night.
For the:
✦ @stevecentricseptember Round 1 prompt “Secrets”
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Steve looks away from the stars above him as he hears someone make their way up the fire escape. The very someone he'd been waiting on the rooftop for.
A giddy excitement wells up in his chest, like it always does when he's around the man.
" Hé, beau!" Batroc calls as he swings up onto the ledge, landing on his feet with cat-like grace. "Ta beauté fait honte à la lune ce soir, ma colombe."
Steve huffs out a laugh despite himself. "You know, the point of a secret meeting is not, in fact, to let the world know what we're up to."
Batroc grins brightly at him, seemingly undiscouraged. "Ah, well," he says with a shrug, "one day maybe? I can hope."
Steve feels his face heat. He looks down at his lap to hide the smile pulling at his lips.
Strong hands cup his face, raising his gaze to meet warm brown eyes.
Steve reaches out to him, pulling him close. "One day." he echoes. He would like to see that day.
"Till then, I guess I'll just keep you to myself," Batroc says, kissing his way down Steve's neck, "Je ne suis pas opposé à cette idée."
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The END
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Translations:
Hé, beau! ⮂ Hey, handsome!
Ta beauté fait honte à la lune ce soir, ma colombe ⮂ Your beauty shames the moon tonight, my dove
Je ne suis pas opposé à cette idée ⮂ I am not opposed to this idea
Rating: Teens
Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairings: Steve Rogers/Thor
Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor
Warnings: None
Major Tags: Post-Endgame, Canon Divergence AU, Retired Steve Rogers, Gardens & Gardening, Fluff and Humour, Flirting, Getting Together, Shy Steve Rogers
Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: After Thanos' defeat, after the world is set to rights, Steve settles down on a small farm. The Avengers, current and old, visit him... but he does have a favourite visitor.
For the:
✦ @stevecentricseptember Round 1 prompt “Post-Avengers”
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Steve smiles when he hears that distinctive clap of thunder. He doesn't stop his work preparing the garden beds; he continues on as he was.
"Steven!" He hears Thor greet, his voice booming across the space between them.
"It's always nice of you to visit, Thor," he says, giving Thor a smile over his shoulder.
Thor's sunny smile brightens at Steve's words, making his heart swell in his chest. The man stops beside him and watches him work.
"I could help you," Thor says, leaning into Steve's space. "Lighting isn't my only speciality."
"Oh?" Steve says, feeling his face heat, being so close to Thor. "And what would the other be?"
Steve's eyes trace the path Thor's tongue takes as he licks his lips, transfixed. He holds his breath as he waits for Thor's answer, even if he already knows it. He'd always loved learning about the various mythologies back when he was a child, back when it was all just myths and fantasy.
"Fertility," Thor says, his voice low and rough, igniting a small fire in Steve's veins.
"Well," Steve says, clearing his throat. "I suppose that would be kinda helpful, huh."
Rating: Gen
Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairings: Steve Rogers/Thor
Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor
Warnings: None
Major Tags: Cuddling & Snuggling, Touch-Starved Steve Rogers, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort
Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: Steve loves cuddling with Thor.
For the:
✦ @stevecentricseptember Round 2 prompt “Touch-Starved”
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Steve tucks himself against Thor's side, wrapping himself around the man. Trying to create as much contact between them as possible.
His breath leaves his lungs in a shaky exhale. His face feels hot. His hands tremble, all of him does, like he was about to vibrate out of his skin.
Steve presses his face into Thor's chest, hiding away. Feeling vulnerable. Exposed. Wanting nothing more than to crawl into Thor's warm safety and never leave.
Thor's arms wrap around him. "Ástin mín," Thor says softly, pulling him closer.
Strong fingers brush through his hair, making Steve shiver with pleasure.
Rating: Mature
Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairings: Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers
Characters: Steve Rogers (Returning Time Stones), Steve Rogers (Time Heist)
Warnings: Swearing
Major Tags: Avengers: Endgame, Self-cest, Making Out, Time Travel Shenanigans
Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Steve takes a short brake during returning the infinity stone to have some fun.
For the:
✦ @stevecentricseptember Round 3 prompt “Time Travel”
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Steve groans as his other self slams into the wall, devouring his lips in a fierce and hungry kiss. He grabs Rogers by his belt, pulling him in closer.
They didn't have much time.
They shouldn't be doing this in the first place.
Somewhere else in Stark Tower, the Avengers were undertaking the Time Heist. His 2012 self was unconscious on the walkway.
Minutes away from when Rogers had to be in the elevator with SHIELD's strike team. But time enough to pull himself into a dark empty room, Loki's sceptre discarded by their feet.
Rating: Gen
Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairings: (GEN) Sarah Rogers & Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov
Characters: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov
Warnings: None
Major Tags: Family History, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Natasha Romanov Is Not A Robot, Hurt/Comfort, Libraries
Word count: 400 - Quadruple Drabble
Summery: Steve visits the library to find out what information that survived about his mother.
Closing the book, Steve lets out a long, weary sigh, feeling whatever hope he was holding on to leave with that breath.
He leans forward, dropping his head into his hands.
Maybe this was a bad idea.
How was he kidding? It was.
Now he was left feeling more alone and adrift in this world than he had in months.
It was only with long honed practise that he didn't jump when a familiar hand grips his shoulder.
Steve gathers up what small amount of strength he could manage. "Hey," he says.
"Hey," Nat responds. After a small moment of silence, she asks, "What's all this?"
Steve lifts his face from his hands. He looks down at the pile of books and records in front of him, unable to meet Nat's eyes. "Just, uhh-" he trails off, measuring how much he wanted to let on. "Looking into my family history."
He could hear Nat's frown in the silence. The way her brow would pinch, her lips pulling into a firm line.
"You couldn't find anything through SHIELD?" she asks, voice measured.
"No," he says. "I couldn't. But, it wasn't really their... thing."
The hand on his shoulder squeezes comfortingly.
"No, I guess it wasn't," she says.
Tears burned behind his eyes, threatening to fall. "I miss my mom," he says, voice shaking. "I miss people knowing her. Being able to talk about her."
Natasha sits down in the chair beside him.
"All that's left of her is the few sentences in the books written about me stating that she's my mother." He says. "Nothing about all the people she helped. All the lives she brightened, the hearts she touched. Or just how hard she worked. Nothing about her smile. The warmth of her voice. The love you felt in her every gesture. Her steely determination and strength."
Steve takes a deep breath, curling in on himself as he lets it out. "And it's all forgotten."
"You still remember her though. That's something," Nat says, her voice soft. "You are nothing if not your mother's son."
When he looks over to Nat, finally meeting her eyes, he sees understanding.
Nat reaches out, taking his hands in hers. "I can not promise anything, Steve..." she says. "But I know how important family is, how much it means. I can help you look."
"Thank you," he whispers, pulling her in for a hug.
