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Thank you so much! Mob is one of my favourite AUs to read so thank you for the opportunity to write for it! It has all of my favourite tropes so it was so hard to pick which ones to go for but I hope you like the one I picked! I've tried to balance the darker and lighter elements too since I'm not sure what kind of Mob AU you'd want!
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Nomad's Girl - Mob!Steve x Reader
Summary: Mob life can be dangerous, but Steve shows you the lengths he'll go to to make you feel safe
Word Count: 3.9k
Warnings: Soft!Dark!Steve! Mob Environment! Violence! Attempted Sexual Assault! Mention of Drugs! Trauma! Angst! Fluff! SMUT 18+ ONLY! Minors DNI!
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
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You gently knocked your knuckles against the office door, hearing the deep timbre of your man calling you in. Opening the door you smirk as you lean against the door frame.
“You asked to see me boss?” You say with a lopsided grin.
Steve looks up from his desk, a smirk growing as he leans back in his chair “yeah come in and close the door behind you” he tells you.
You do as your told before sauntering over to him. Coming to a stop beside him, your hand running over the back of his shoulders.
“Not working too hard are you?” You ask with a knowing arch of your brow.
“Not anymore” he smirks, wrapping around your waist and pulling you down so you straddled his hips.
You grin your hands lifting to cup his cheeks, fingers scratching through his beard that you loved so much “let me guess you want some help to unwind”
“You know me so well Angel” Steve smiles his hands moving to cup your ass, your own smile growing when you heard your pet name.
You had never expected to fall for one of the most notorious Mob leaders in the state of New York but here you were head over heels for the man. He could be rough and tough when he needed to be, but he was also incredibly soft, especially with you. He often said you fell straight from heaven and deserved to be treated as such.
“Well we better be quick, I don’t want anyone suspecting what we’re up to,” you say placing a kiss to his lips as you stood up.
You and Steve were still relatively new and with your job as a dancer in his club and the risk of his enemies hurting you, you had kept your relationship quiet and secret.
“No we don’t want that do we” Steve smirks as he unbuttons his jeans “so let's get busy doll”
You grin pushing down your booty shorts before climbing back onto his lap. You wrap your arms around his shoulders as you line yourself up and slowly sink down onto him.
“Fuck you take me so well Angel” Steve hisses as he grips your ass “fucking made for me”
“Shit you feel so good” you gasp as you start rolling your hips.
Steve groans as he grips your hips hard, guiding you so you ground harder down onto him. Your back arching giving him perfect access to your chest.
When your eyes met his, Steve lost all self-control practically growling as he stood up from his chair, dropping you down onto his desk so he could pound into you harder. His hand gripping your breast, pulling down your bra so he could play with your sensitive peak.
“Tell me your close” Steve ground out, his brows furrowed in concentration.
“So close” you gasped, head thrown back.
Steve gives you a quick lopsided grin as his free hand moves from your hips, his fingers brushing over your clit sending shockwaves through your body. It wasn’t long until you hit your high, your walls clenching around him. Steve let out a groan as he hit his own end.
The both of you remained there for a couple of moments just catching your breaths. Steve then slowly pulls out of you, opening his desk drawer and pulling out tissues before gently cleaning you up.
He helped you up from the desk, softly putting you back together and fixing your hair. He smiles at you gently as he cups your cheeks and presses a languid kiss to your lips.
“Now, you get back out there, dazzle them and don’t take any shit” he grins.
“Aye, aye Captain” you smirk giving his a small salute.
“Get going trouble” he chuckles before guiding you back towards the door.
“See you later Stevie” you grin kissing his cheek before slipping back out to the rest of the club.
It was a dark, misty, winter’s evening as you walked the short distance from the subway station to the club. Even though you had wrapped up warm with a thick turtle neck jumper, thick fluffy leggings and a long coat you still felt the chill.
The fog that had settled over the city had given it an eerie glow. You could barely see a few feet ahead of you. The only indication that you were on the right street was the glow of the neon signs breaking through the fog.
You wrapped your arms around yourself tighter in an attempt to maintain some body heat. You could see the glow of the club sign just ahead, the warmth of it beckoning you closer.
“Hey um sorry can you help me?” You hear someone say behind you.
Turning around you saw a man standing there with his hands deep in his pockets “um what’s wrong?” You ask.
“I’m just looking for this bar,” he says walking closer to show you his phone, “I thought it was on this street but I can’t find it”
“Oh yeah you need to go a block over, it’s got a big red neon sign can’t miss it” you tell him nodding in the direction he needed to go.
“Thanks, hey let me buy you a drink to thank you” he offers pointing over his shoulder with his thumb.
“Oh no I’m good thanks,” you say shaking your head, taking a couple of steps back.
“Oh c’mon just one drink, it’ll be fun” he smiles, but the smile wasn’t as sincere as before, it was sinister.
“No I’ve got to get going,” you say firmly, taking more steps away.
“No, you don’t” he states grabbing hold of your arm.
“Let go of me” you shout trying to pull your arm free, but his grip was too tight.
“I’m not letting a pretty girl as you get away” he grins evilly, pulling you towards a dark alley.
“No, get off!” You screech trying to push him off you, only for him to punch you hard across the face.
“Stop fighting bitch” he growls as he wraps his arm around you to restrain you.
You continue to try and fight him off but he was stronger than you, harshly shoving you against a wall, the bricks scratching and cutting your face. Freezing when you felt him grab your ass. You could hear your mind screaming for you to do something but you were frozen, leaving you to just wait for the inevitable.
The sound of a bottle smashing further down the alley wakes you from your stupor. Your attacker pulled back to see who it was so you used the opportunity to throw your elbow back into his face, right at his nose.
“Ah fuck” the man groans as he stumbles back.
You then use your bag to whack him across the head and to the floor, kicking him in the gut for good measure before running out of the alley. You ran the rest of the way to the club not even daring to look back to see if the man was following.
Once inside the club, you ran straight towards Steve’s office not even bothering to knock before you burst in, slamming the door behind you before completely breaking down.
At the sound of the door slamming Steve’s head snapped up, Bucky and Sam quickly turned to face you. Steve was up from his desk like a shot, surging towards you, tenderly cupping your cheeks as he surveyed the damage to your face.
“Who did this to you?” He growled.
“I- I- I don’t” you stutter through the tears, your entire body shaking from the shock and the adrenaline.
“Where was he?” Steve questions gently.
“In the alley” you manage to say pointing in the direction of the alley.
“Okay,” Steve nods, gently guiding you away from the door “go see if he’s still there, and bring him here for me to deal with if he is” Steve orders, Bucky and Sam nodding in understanding before heading out of the office.
Steve gently leads you over to his chair, getting you to sit down before crouching down in front of you “Angel can you tell me what happened? Are you hurt anywhere else?” He asks softly.
“Just my face” you sniffle.
“Okay, take your time, tell me whenever you’re ready” he reassures you, kissing your forehead as he stands “I’m just gonna get the first aid kit”
You give him a quick nod of your head, wrapping your arms around your waist to hug yourself as he disappeared from the office. You were staring down at the floor but you weren’t looking at it, all you could see were flashbacks of what just happened over and over again.
You were so lost in your thoughts that you hadn’t noticed Steve return until he places a blanket around your shoulders. You flinched away from him, looking up at him, eyes wide in fear before relaxing when you realised it was only him.
“Hey it's okay, you’re safe now,” Steve says softly, placing a reassuring hand on your knee.
“Did Sam and Bucky find him?” You ask quietly.
Steve lets out a sigh as he shakes his head “no, he scarpered… can you remember anything about him? We might be able to track him down”
“No” you mutter shaking your head “not really it all happened so fast and it was foggy- he- he said he was looking for this bar but I think that was just a rouse”
“Okay well from now on you won’t be walking here alone, I’ll have Buck or Sam drive you and if you see him again you tell them and we’ll make him pay” Steve promises squeezing your knee gently “now let's get you cleaned up”
You give him a slight nod of your head as he opens up the first aid box. He pours some antiseptic onto a cotton pad before gently touching it to your cheek. Despite how gentle he was you still flinched at the stinging sensation, recoiling away.
“I’m sorry I’ll be as quick and as gentle as I can” Steve promises “you can squeeze my hand if you want” he offers holding out his free hand.
You nod taking his hand, the rough and calloused skin bringing you comfort. He went back to work on cleaning you up. You tried your hand not to flinch, squeezing Steve’s hand tightly instead, only stopping when you saw the small grimace on his face.
“Sorry” you mutter sheepishly.
“No it’s okay,” Steve says squeezing your hand “you’re just a lot stronger than you look”
You let out a small scoff shaking your head as you look down. You didn’t feel strong, you definitely weren’t strong when that man grabbed you, pulled you into the alley.
“Hey you are strong, I don’t know what he did, and you don’t have to tell me until you’re ready, but you got away and relatively unscathed,” he tells you softly.
You look up, your eyes meeting his sincere blue eyes that held only truth and love. You felt the corners of your lips twitch upwards and you leant forward, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.
“Thank you Stevie” you whisper, burying your head in the crook of his neck.
Steve instantly wraps his arms around you securely, his large hands running up and down your back soothingly. He presses kisses to the side of your head and shoulder.
“Anything for you Angel” he mutters.
Two weeks had passed since you had been attacked. You had finally told Steve what had happened after a week, only doing so after waking up screaming from a nightmare. You had been scared to tell him, worried that he’d hate you, think you were tainted. But he reassured you that he would never hate you, that the only person who deserved to get hurt was the creep that touched you.
You were currently sitting on the couch in Steve’s office, doing the last of your makeup before heading out into the bar to work. You could feel Steve’s eyes on you from his seat at his desk. Glancing over your suspicions were confirmed when you saw his concerned gaze.
“You know you don’t have to return to work if you’re not ready,” he tells you softly.
You let out a long sigh as you put away your lipstick “I’m fine Steve” you say quietly, not looking up as you continue to put the rest of your makeup away.
You refuse to look over when you hear him get up from his desk and walk over to you, only just glancing over when he couched down next to you.
“Angel, you’re not fine and that’s okay,” he says softly, putting his hand on your knee.
“I will be fine then” you huff still not looking at him properly.
“Angel” Steve presses hooking his finger under your chin and turning it so you couldn’t avoid his gaze any longer.
You swallow blinking back your tears “sorry” you whisper.
“Hey, hey, no, you have nothing to apologise for,” Steve says moving to sit beside you on the couch, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you onto his lap.
“It’s just- it’s just that all I want is to go back to normal, I don’t want to be sat around just thinking about it, reliving it, I want to just work and be me again but I just have this horrible anxiety feeling in my gut and I know it’s probably nothing and I’ll feel fine once I’m out there but…” you ramble shaking your head.
“I know Angel, I know” Steve reassures you, kissing your cheek “and it will be normal again, just a different kind of normal, you’ll still be you but things will be slightly different because that’s just the way it happens when you experience trauma, but it doesn’t make you any less normal, and I’ll still love you all the same”
You tilt your head to look up at his, a small smile playing on your face. That was the first time Steve had told you that he loved you and it just made your heart swell and all the anxious thoughts disappear.
You smile softly as you reach up to cup his cheek “I love you too Stevie” you whisper.
A lopsided grin grows on Steve’s face as he leans down to rest his forehead against yours “I think that’s the best thing I’ve ever heard” he admits.
“I love you too” you repeat, your smile widening alongside his.
He chuckles warmly as he cups your cheek, guiding your lips to his for a languid kiss “how are you feeling now?” He asks after a moment.
“Better, thank you Stevie” you smile softly.
“You still wanna go out there? I can ask Nat to make sure you don’t do any personal dances if you want, ease you back into it” Steve offers running his hand over your thigh softly.
“Yeah, that could work, just get her to ask me how I’m feeling, I might be completely fine once I’m out there,” you tell him with a small shrug of the shoulders.
“Okay” Steve mutters placing a kiss to your temple “I’ll let Nat know”
A few hours had passed and your shift was going well, it felt good to be back out there. Dancing on the stage, walking around with trays of drinks as you served customers.
You had just walked off stage after performing your routine when Nat met you in the corridor “There’s a man requesting a lap dance from you specifically, you feeling up to it or shall I send someone else instead” Nat asks you.
You purse your lips in thought, you had been feeling much better than you did earlier but that funny feeling hadn’t completely gone. Maybe it wouldn’t until you had a completely normal day and lap dances were a part of that.
“Yeah, it should be fine” you nod “what room is he in?” You ask.
“Room 6” Nat says nodding in the direction of the private rooms “I’ll be behind the bar if you need me”
“Thanks Nat I’m sure I’ll be fine” you smile before turning to head in the direction of the room.
Reaching room 6 you open the door and slip inside. The client sat waiting for you, his back to the door. It wasn’t unusual for clients to turn the chair around, some liked the anticipation.
Closing the door behind you, your walk over to the client, running your hand across his shoulders as you move to stand in front of him. You were about to say your usual sultry spiel but you instantly froze when you realised you recognised the man. It was the man that attacked you.
“I should have guessed you worked at Nomad’s” the man smirks up at you.
You stutter, taking a couple of steps back away from him.
“Is that what the problem was last time? I hadn’t paid?” The man says as he stands up from the chair, walking closer and backing you into the wall “because I’ve paid now, so I can do whatever I want now” he says reaching up to brush his fingers over your cheek.
“No” you whimper turning your head away.
“Oh don’t you worry Sugar, you’ll be begging for more once we get started” he smirks leaning in closer to whisper into your ear, shivers running down your spine.
“I said no” you state, your voice wobbling as you push him back.
He stumbles slightly so you try to run past him. You had barely taken one step away when he grabs you, turns you around and slams you harshly into the wall. You whimper and struggle against him but he just pushes you further into the wall, his arm pressed against the back of your neck, his other hand grabbing at your shorts trying to rip them off.
At that exact moment, he begins to pull your shorts down you hear the door crash open. The man quickly lets you go and turns around to see who it was. You take the opportunity to rush away into the far corner of the room. You let out a sigh of relief when you saw it was Steve who’d come to your rescue and he looks pissed, downright murderous.
“That’s him” you managed to tell him, nodding to the man who attacked you.
You didn’t think it was possible but the fury that was rolling off of Steve in waves increased tenfold. He stalked over to the guy, like how a Tiger would stalk his prey. He grabbed the man by the neck and slammed him into the wall, holding him just off the ground.
“Nobody touches my girls” Steve growls slamming the man back into the wall.
The man lets out a small chuckle as he glances over Steve’s shoulder at you “the bitch was begging for it” he manages to say.
Steve scoffs shaking his head “you must have misheard me” he states “nobody touches my girl”
You see the smug expression on the man’s face fall as he glances between you and Steve. Turning into a look of realisation of how much he’d fucked up.
He went to defend himself, his mouth opening, but he didn’t get the chance. Steve threw him to the ground hard and as he did so you hear the sound of something metal clattering to the floor. You realise in horror that it was your attacker’s gun and he was making a reach for it.
Without thinking you rush over kicking the gun from his reach, picking it up and aiming it at him. You didn’t need to do anything though as Steve punched the man hard in the face, breaking his nose and knocking him out cold.
Once he was satisfied that the guy was taken care of he took a step back his chest still heaving as he glared down at the man. When he finally looked over at you the fire in his eyes still hadn’t dimmed. You knew this side of Steve existed, you knew the kind of stuff he had to do, but you had never seen it before.
“I think I’m gonna vomit” you mutter before running out of the room.
You run straight down the corridor towards Steve’s office, just about making it to the trash can before your emptied your stomach contents. Once you were done you moved to sit on the couch, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.
You slumped down, rubbing your forehead tiredly as you try to process it all. You began to completely dissociate as you stared down at the floor, you didn’t even realise you were still holding the gun until Steve couched down in front of you and carefully pried it from your fingers.
He then cupped your cheeks tenderly and got you to look at him, your eyes meeting his worried and loving gaze. No matter how much you tried to stop it your lower lip began to wobble and you broke down.
Steve let out a quiet sigh as he moved to sit next to you, pulling you closer so you could curl up in his lap. He holds onto you tightly, pressing kisses to the top of your head, whispering and reassuring you that you were fine and were safe.
“He can’t hurt you now, he’ll never be able to hurt you again” Steve promises.
“I-I just can’t believe it happened again” you mutter through your tears, “I thought about what I’d do differently if I saw him again, how I’d fight back but I-I didn’t I- I- I froze again”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s natural” Steve reassures you as he kisses your temple.
“Am I just going to be forever haunted by him?” You whisper shaking your head as you looked over at Steve.
“No, god no” Steve mutters cupping your cheek, wiping away your tears with his thumb “you’ll get past this, you’ll find your new normal, I know you can’t see it now but you will and I’ll be beside you helping you along”
You sniffle back some of your tears “thank you Stevie” you whisper, your hand moving to cover his.
“Anything for you Angel” Steve says softly, kissing your forehead.
A knock on the door has Steve pulling away slightly “come in” he calls out.
Looking over your shoulder you see Bucky walking in, he shoots you a sympathetic look before turning his attention to Steve.
“We have him contained ready for whatever you decide to do with him,” Bucky tells Steve.
“Good” Steve nods before looking down at you “I’m gonna let you decide what happens Angel, we can either dispatch him or stitch him up for something that’ll send him down for life” Steve offers, gently brushing some hair from your face.
You swallow before nodding “send him down, make him pay for the rest of his life” you decide.
“Okay, Buck take 2kg out of the safe and stuff him with it, also get into contact with Diskant to pick him up and Barber to make sure he goes down for life” Steve orders.
“Right away boss” Bucky nods before making his way back out of the office.
“Thank you Stevie” you sigh snuggling closer to him.
“Anything for you Angel, I love you so much” Steve whispers kissing the top of your head.
“I love you too” you mutter closing your eyes and letting the soothing feeling of Steve’s arms around you calm you down.
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