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@tamingwinter
Has anybody who thinks Han Solo is the personification of a suave cool guy ladies man ever actually seen Star Wars? Han Solo is the personification of someone trying to lean all casual against a wall while saying a witty one liner and then falling straight through an open door instead.
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I’m tired, my belly Hurts, and it’s my moms birthday. But I’ll try and get some actual replies out tonight 💕 I know I owe quite a few.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
Jack locked up and followed Steve up to bed. Shedding his shirt he tossed it onto the floor and kicked off his boots. Once those were off he clumsily removed the rest of his clothes. “Shower. Then nest. I need you clean.” He told him, moving immediately to Steve and then to the shower where he turned it on so they could wash up quickly.
Steve nodded and headed into the bathroom, following after Jack and stepping into the shower, beneath the spray of water and groaning as it hit his back and shoulders. He didn’t waste time, though, and started washing his hair, letting the shampoo slide along his skin, too, for now.
Jack got into the shower with him and washed up, making sure he cleaned Steve’s scrapes and his dirty face. Pulling him close he nuzzled his shoulder happily as he washed him. When they were done he wrapped Steve in a towel and practically carried him to bed
Steve loved when Jacks instincts kicked in and the alpha started really taking care of him. Once they were back in bed, Steve got everything situated how he wanted it and then snuggled into the nest he’d made before tugging jack down with him, whining with need. His heat hadn’t hit too hard yet, but sex right now would distress him enough to let him rest for a couple of hours before it did hit full force.
Jack laid down against him, nuzzling close and pressing their naked bodies together. His instincts were taking over and he scented the omega eagerly, sliding down against Steve so that their legs were slotted together and he could press Steve’s chest against his own as he nuzzled his throat.
Steve tilted his head automatically, his breath picking up the closer Jack got to the bonding mark on his neck. Only Brock knew about them being bonded. It had happened a couple of weeks ago after a shitty mission had almost thrown Jack into and early rut when Steve had been held hostage by another alpha.
Steve slid his hand slong the alphas back and sides. This would be their first heat together as a mated pair and Steve had been looking forward to it...
Jack nuzzled close, pressing Steve against him and gently licking at his throst. Pressing kisses on Steve’s neck he moaned low, rutting slightly against him as their limbs entwined. When Steve had gotten kidnapped it had brought out a whole different side of Jack. He’d not anticipated being bonded but he’d gotten VERY protective of Steve in their time together.
The man growled low in his throat, Steve and Jack had gone downtown to get Steve’s textbooks before the term started and the guy at the counter who was a fellow student was very blatantly flirting with Steve. Yeah, Jack was older but that didn’t mean shit. He walked closer to Steve and handed him a novel that he knew Steve had looked at before and he’d found it on sale. “Hey babe...got all your books?” He asked bluntly, glancing pointedly at the student @tamingwinter
Steve was completely oblivious at first but by the time Jack finally came over, he realized the guy behind the counter was hitting on him, mainly by the tone in his boyfriends voice. He glanced at the novel them smiled up at the older man. “Got ‘em all,” he answered, raising up a bit to kiss the other, hoping the guy behind the counter got the hint.
Jack eagerly thrust into Steve, kissing him and sliding his hands over Steve’s skin appreciatively. He grumbled low, kissing the back of Steve’s neck and burying himself against Steve hungrily as he claimed him from behind.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
Jack locked up and followed Steve up to bed. Shedding his shirt he tossed it onto the floor and kicked off his boots. Once those were off he clumsily removed the rest of his clothes. “Shower. Then nest. I need you clean.” He told him, moving immediately to Steve and then to the shower where he turned it on so they could wash up quickly.
Steve nodded and headed into the bathroom, following after Jack and stepping into the shower, beneath the spray of water and groaning as it hit his back and shoulders. He didn’t waste time, though, and started washing his hair, letting the shampoo slide along his skin, too, for now.
Jack got into the shower with him and washed up, making sure he cleaned Steve’s scrapes and his dirty face. Pulling him close he nuzzled his shoulder happily as he washed him. When they were done he wrapped Steve in a towel and practically carried him to bed
Steve loved when Jacks instincts kicked in and the alpha started really taking care of him. Once they were back in bed, Steve got everything situated how he wanted it and then snuggled into the nest he’d made before tugging jack down with him, whining with need. His heat hadn’t hit too hard yet, but sex right now would distress him enough to let him rest for a couple of hours before it did hit full force.
Jack laid down against him, nuzzling close and pressing their naked bodies together. His instincts were taking over and he scented the omega eagerly, sliding down against Steve so that their legs were slotted together and he could press Steve’s chest against his own as he nuzzled his throat.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
Jack locked up and followed Steve up to bed. Shedding his shirt he tossed it onto the floor and kicked off his boots. Once those were off he clumsily removed the rest of his clothes. “Shower. Then nest. I need you clean.” He told him, moving immediately to Steve and then to the shower where he turned it on so they could wash up quickly.
Steve nodded and headed into the bathroom, following after Jack and stepping into the shower, beneath the spray of water and groaning as it hit his back and shoulders. He didn’t waste time, though, and started washing his hair, letting the shampoo slide along his skin, too, for now.
Jack got into the shower with him and washed up, making sure he cleaned Steve’s scrapes and his dirty face. Pulling him close he nuzzled his shoulder happily as he washed him. When they were done he wrapped Steve in a towel and practically carried him to bed
The man growled low in his throat, Steve and Jack had gone downtown to get Steve’s textbooks before the term started and the guy at the counter who was a fellow student was very blatantly flirting with Steve. Yeah, Jack was older but that didn’t mean shit. He walked closer to Steve and handed him a novel that he knew Steve had looked at before and he’d found it on sale. “Hey babe...got all your books?” He asked bluntly, glancing pointedly at the student @tamingwinter
Steve was completely oblivious at first but by the time Jack finally came over, he realized the guy behind the counter was hitting on him, mainly by the tone in his boyfriends voice. He glanced at the novel them smiled up at the older man. “Got ‘em all,” he answered, raising up a bit to kiss the other, hoping the guy behind the counter got the hint.
Jack nuzzled his throat and suckled a dark mark there as he fingered him open. When Steve was prepped he pulled his fingers from Steve’s lips and entrance, kissing his neck and groaning low. Pulling back he kissed over Steve’s spine. “Wanna go at it like this first round babe?” He mused, nibbling at Steve’s shoulder.
Steve groaned and shifted to his knees before Jack had even finished asking the question. “Fuck yes,” he moaned, already pushing back towards the older man as he spoke.
Lining up with him Jack pressed into the slightly smaller blonde, moaning low as he did so.He felt very animalistic when they got like this, where nothing but the nakedness of each other’s bodies could satisfy them.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
Jack locked up and followed Steve up to bed. Shedding his shirt he tossed it onto the floor and kicked off his boots. Once those were off he clumsily removed the rest of his clothes. “Shower. Then nest. I need you clean.” He told him, moving immediately to Steve and then to the shower where he turned it on so they could wash up quickly.
The man growled low in his throat, Steve and Jack had gone downtown to get Steve’s textbooks before the term started and the guy at the counter who was a fellow student was very blatantly flirting with Steve. Yeah, Jack was older but that didn’t mean shit. He walked closer to Steve and handed him a novel that he knew Steve had looked at before and he’d found it on sale. “Hey babe...got all your books?” He asked bluntly, glancing pointedly at the student @tamingwinter
Steve was completely oblivious at first but by the time Jack finally came over, he realized the guy behind the counter was hitting on him, mainly by the tone in his boyfriends voice. He glanced at the novel them smiled up at the older man. “Got ‘em all,” he answered, raising up a bit to kiss the other, hoping the guy behind the counter got the hint.
Jack nuzzled his throat and suckled a dark mark there as he fingered him open. When Steve was prepped he pulled his fingers from Steve’s lips and entrance, kissing his neck and groaning low. Pulling back he kissed over Steve’s spine. “Wanna go at it like this first round babe?” He mused, nibbling at Steve’s shoulder.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
Steve’s whined st the reprimand, but he knew Jack was right. “I’m sorry... I knew I needed to say something but shit kept coming up and I just kept pushing it aside and forgetting to say anything. I’m sorry... I’ll put it in the phone calanders or something so this doesn’t happen again...”
“Damn right it won’t. And we’re putting in for it with Fury, so he has no excuses. You’re not going on a mission again like this.” He warned, but he reached over and touched Steve’s hand to give it a squeeze. “Nearly there.”
The man growled low in his throat, Steve and Jack had gone downtown to get Steve’s textbooks before the term started and the guy at the counter who was a fellow student was very blatantly flirting with Steve. Yeah, Jack was older but that didn’t mean shit. He walked closer to Steve and handed him a novel that he knew Steve had looked at before and he’d found it on sale. “Hey babe...got all your books?” He asked bluntly, glancing pointedly at the student @tamingwinter
Steve was completely oblivious at first but by the time Jack finally came over, he realized the guy behind the counter was hitting on him, mainly by the tone in his boyfriends voice. He glanced at the novel them smiled up at the older man. “Got ‘em all,” he answered, raising up a bit to kiss the other, hoping the guy behind the counter got the hint.
Jack moaned aloud as he watched Steve pull away and shake his ass at him. Eyeing Steve’s ass he smacked it lightly and gave it a squeeze. “You are gorgeous Stevie” he mused, leaning over and grabbing the lube from their night table he slicked up his fingers and pressed two digits against steves entrance to irk him open. Leaning over him he shifted up onto his knees and kissed Steve’s back.
Steve groaned at the light smack and then moaned wantonly as Jack pressed two fingers inside of him to slowly work him open. He’d long ago learned not to try and make the man go faster. Jack liked the take his time and Steve had really learned to slow down and enjoy their fore play as much as he could.
Jack did love foreplay, and honestly he liked watching Steve squirm for him more than he liked getting his dick wet. Though, he did love the feel of Steve’s body against his. In all manners. He kissed Steves back and slid his hand over his hip as he fingered him open slowly and began to scissor his fingers.
Steve let out a deep, whining moan as Jack continued to work him open and kiss along his back. He grabbed the man’s free hand and brought it up to his mouth, sucking two of Jack’s fingers between his lips with a deeper moan.
With his chest sliding against Steve’s back he moaned low, feeling Steve’s warm mouth wrapping around his fingers and suckling them. It made his cock ache for his lover. Kissing Steve’s naked shoulder he fingered him open.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
“Fury and I are gonna have some nasty words after this.” He replied, pulling Steve close and briefly scenting him before he lead Steve back onto the jet and sat right beside him. Brock sat on the other side - the two alphas blocking his scent for the most part from the others.
The flight home was longer than Steve remembered it being. He felt like he was going to crawl out of his own skin by the time the jet landed. The hostages were escorted out and taken care of and Sitwell met the team as they came down.
“Fury wants a debrief, now,” he told them. Steve groaned and tugged again at the collar of his uniform. Brock glared at Sitwell and shook his head.
“He can have it with me. Rollins and Rogers are clocked out as of now. Fury can take it up with me if he’s got an issue. He knows what he did was wrong and I got no problem callin’ him out on it.”
Jack growled deeply, reaching over instinctively and pulling Steve closer to him by his hand. There was no way he was going to let Steve go into a debrief after what the hell Fury had put him through.
“Rumlow, you need help you know where I will be.” He told him, looking at him and giving a small nod. “Give him hell for me”
Brock nodded and showed them off. Steve kept close to Jack as they walked off the jet and headed for an elevator to take them straight down to the garage so they could leave and go home. When they got to the truck, Steve had stripped off his gloves and had the collar of his uniform unzipped, trying not to whine as he did so before climbing into the truck and buckling himself in.
“Please tell me we have everything we need st home. I can’t stop at a store right now... the most I can manage is staving this off in a cold tub for maybe an hour or two while you get what we need once you drop me off at home...”
When they got down to the garage and into the car he sped off towards home. “I don’t know. If we don’t have everything I’ll order groceries to be delivered or something, take a break to put them away while you’re sleeping or some shit.” He paused and glanced at Steve “You need to give me a heads up next time Steve, I know damn well that you knew your heat was close.”
The man growled low in his throat, Steve and Jack had gone downtown to get Steve’s textbooks before the term started and the guy at the counter who was a fellow student was very blatantly flirting with Steve. Yeah, Jack was older but that didn’t mean shit. He walked closer to Steve and handed him a novel that he knew Steve had looked at before and he’d found it on sale. “Hey babe...got all your books?” He asked bluntly, glancing pointedly at the student @tamingwinter
Steve was completely oblivious at first but by the time Jack finally came over, he realized the guy behind the counter was hitting on him, mainly by the tone in his boyfriends voice. He glanced at the novel them smiled up at the older man. “Got ‘em all,” he answered, raising up a bit to kiss the other, hoping the guy behind the counter got the hint.
Jack moaned aloud as he watched Steve pull away and shake his ass at him. Eyeing Steve’s ass he smacked it lightly and gave it a squeeze. “You are gorgeous Stevie” he mused, leaning over and grabbing the lube from their night table he slicked up his fingers and pressed two digits against steves entrance to irk him open. Leaning over him he shifted up onto his knees and kissed Steve’s back.
Steve groaned at the light smack and then moaned wantonly as Jack pressed two fingers inside of him to slowly work him open. He’d long ago learned not to try and make the man go faster. Jack liked the take his time and Steve had really learned to slow down and enjoy their fore play as much as he could.
Jack did love foreplay, and honestly he liked watching Steve squirm for him more than he liked getting his dick wet. Though, he did love the feel of Steve’s body against his. In all manners. He kissed Steves back and slid his hand over his hip as he fingered him open slowly and began to scissor his fingers.
Steve’s feeling antsy and itchy in his uniform as he stands in the Quinjet and tugs at his collar yet again. He can tell Brock and Jack are both watching him intently and the omega side of him preens a bit and he forces it down. Two alphas watching him is not what he needs right now. He shakes it off and tugs on the shield. He no longer bothers with a cowl. Everyone knows who he is anyway, “I’ll meet you all on the ground,” he says before jumping off the back ramp, with a parachute this time...
Jack watched Steve. He could tell the other was antsy. Though the others uniform hid his scent from the alpha. It was clear to Brock and to Jack that something was off about Steve. They didn’t say anything though and after Steve jumped they both soon followed.
“Fury and I are gonna have some nasty words after this.” He replied, pulling Steve close and briefly scenting him before he lead Steve back onto the jet and sat right beside him. Brock sat on the other side - the two alphas blocking his scent for the most part from the others.
The flight home was longer than Steve remembered it being. He felt like he was going to crawl out of his own skin by the time the jet landed. The hostages were escorted out and taken care of and Sitwell met the team as they came down.
“Fury wants a debrief, now,” he told them. Steve groaned and tugged again at the collar of his uniform. Brock glared at Sitwell and shook his head.
“He can have it with me. Rollins and Rogers are clocked out as of now. Fury can take it up with me if he’s got an issue. He knows what he did was wrong and I got no problem callin’ him out on it.”
Jack growled deeply, reaching over instinctively and pulling Steve closer to him by his hand. There was no way he was going to let Steve go into a debrief after what the hell Fury had put him through.
“Rumlow, you need help you know where I will be.” He told him, looking at him and giving a small nod. “Give him hell for me”
The man growled low in his throat, Steve and Jack had gone downtown to get Steve’s textbooks before the term started and the guy at the counter who was a fellow student was very blatantly flirting with Steve. Yeah, Jack was older but that didn’t mean shit. He walked closer to Steve and handed him a novel that he knew Steve had looked at before and he’d found it on sale. “Hey babe...got all your books?” He asked bluntly, glancing pointedly at the student @tamingwinter
Steve was completely oblivious at first but by the time Jack finally came over, he realized the guy behind the counter was hitting on him, mainly by the tone in his boyfriends voice. He glanced at the novel them smiled up at the older man. “Got ‘em all,” he answered, raising up a bit to kiss the other, hoping the guy behind the counter got the hint.
Jack moaned aloud as he watched Steve pull away and shake his ass at him. Eyeing Steve’s ass he smacked it lightly and gave it a squeeze. “You are gorgeous Stevie” he mused, leaning over and grabbing the lube from their night table he slicked up his fingers and pressed two digits against steves entrance to irk him open. Leaning over him he shifted up onto his knees and kissed Steve’s back.