#steve rogers x femreader
A/N:This is the second part of an MCU story I’m working on. The first part can be foundhere if you want to catch up.
Synopsis:Steve learns more about you, but you have your eyes on someone else.
Word Count: 3.2k
Mentions:Alcohol, sexual tension, adult themes in conversation, slight fluff & smut
Part Two - Just Like Starting Over
The following morning you make your way to the kitchen again. You’d rather avoid it but considering you haven’t eaten anything for almost 24 hours you have no choice but to go. You smile softly as you hear the familiar sound of a voice you’ve missed. Turning into the room, you see Tony poking Bruce in the ribs and regarding him playfully, Natasha rolling her eyes a the pair and laughing. Thor shovling a spoonful of eggs in his mouth, but it’s Steve who notices you first and looks at you with slight concern in his eyes.
Wanda’s face lights up at the site of you “Y/N…Hey.” You smile warmly at the woman, one of the few people who understands what it’s like, to an extent, to share powers similar to yours. Tony and the others look up at you then, Steve standing up and Thor following suit.
Natasha smirks and Wanda raises her eyebrows at the same time as Tony, looking between the two men. You feel your cheeks flush with colour.
“Uh…Hi.” You walk further into the room, and make your way to the coffee pot. It’s Tony who speaks next as you pour yourself a drink.
“Y/N…Have you met Capsicle yet?” Thor’s laugh rolls across the room as you turn and see Steve scowling at Tony. You rest your butt against the counter, thankful that you’re at least covered up today. The feeling and memory of Steve’s eyes as they moved over your body, causing to you blush more.
“Yes, actually…We met last night.” You take your coffee and move over to the table, sitting in between Wanda and Thor. Thor sits down as you do, Steve following a second later. Tony’s tone is playful his eyebrow raised.
“Uh huh…And?” Your midway to bringing your cup to your mouth and frown.
“And what? I met him last night, that’s it. That’s the story.” Wanda stands then and puts a hand on your arm.
“Let me get you some eggs.” You smile at Wanda and Thor leans forward in his chair, crossing his arms and bringing his elbows to rest on the table in front of him.
“It is nice to see you Y/N.” You smirk and take a sip of your coffee.
“You saw me yesterday.” Something flashes over Thor’s face but his smile quickly replaces it.
“I know, but it is still nice to see you.” You smile at him as Wanda brings over your eggs and sits down next to you.
“Thank you, I didn’t know I could be this hungry.” The woman tilts her head.
“You’re not eating?” Before you can answer Steve leans forward.
“She didn’t eat her sandwich last night. And I offered to make her new one.” Nat settles back in her chair, crossing her arms and smiling playfully.
“Ok, I need to hear this.” Even Tony and Bruce stop and look over.
“Great, everyone’s staring at me. Thanks Steve!” You sigh and reach for your fork, Steve opening his mouth in protest but he stops when your eyes meet his. “I came to make some food and had my music on. Steve walked in, made me jump and I lost my sandwich.”
“I did offer to make you another one.” You ignore the man and take a bite of food, turning to Wanda who wraps her fingers around her own mug of coffee.
“So what are your plans for today?” Smiling at Wanda, you tilt your head.
“Actually I was going to ask if you’d do some more meditation training with me. I’ve found things a little hard to control recently.” Wanda nods her head and puts her hand on your arm.
“Of course. I’d be happy to help.” You offer her a friendly smile before turning to Nat.
“Oh also, I’m down for some sparring too.” Nat smiles at you.
“Fine by me. Thor? Steve? Want to join us?” You bristle slightly, you were kind of hoping it would just be you and Nat. You still felt uncomfortable after the emotions you felt from Steve last night, and whilst you liked Thor, you were finding yourself thinking about him more recently, and can’t be 100% sure the feelings are returned. You watch as the two men nod their head in agreement, Wanda stifling a laugh as she hears you whisper.
“Put me to sleep Wanda!”
-
You’re pleased when you get the gym and see Nat already there, the two of you talk and spend some time sparring. By the time Thor and Steve walk in, the pair of you are already flushed with thin layers of sweat on your body. You feel a rush of warmth ripple through your cheeks, as you eye the two men wearing grey joggers and tight tshirts. You’d be both blind and stupid, if you didn’t admit that they were both very attractive. Nat nudges you with her elbow and raises her eyebrow.
“Close your mouth!” You smile softly and shake your head. As she walks to the men.
“Started without us?” Steve’s voice is light and he smiles at Nat. It makes his face look different, you’ve only ever seen him looking stoic or concerned. Or like last night, overcome with emotion. You can’t help but smile along, Thor catching your eyes and smiling at you.
“Maybe you’re getting old Cap!” Nat teases back as Steve laughs, you lower your eyes to the floor blushing at the look in Thor’s eyes.
“Actually, we could do with mixing up partners. What do you say?” Nat turns to you, looking for your acceptance and you nod your head.
“I choose Y/N!” Thor’s voice booms out and Nat smirks and nods her head. “Looks like you’re with me Cap!” There’s a moment where you and Steve look over at each other and he looks as though he want’s to say something, but you turn on your heel and walk to the opposite side of the room.
“Is she going to be okay with him? She looks pretty small.” Nat looks at Steve for a second, before bringing her arm forward, he blocks it easily.
“Are you judging someone on their appearances Steve? Really?” Nat spins and connects her hand with Steve’s neck, he bounces on the balls of his feet and moves forward, ducking out of the way of one of Nat’s other punches. He smiles at her, the pair of them light on their feet, fists raised.
“No, but Thor is a God.” Nat raises her eyebrows and smirks, ducking as Steve swings for her.
“She’s stronger than she looks…Watch.” The pair lower their arms and perch on the side of the boxing ring that stands in the centre of the room. Steve has to admit it, Y/N is light on her feet, she moves gracefully and is blocking every move Thor is coming at her with.
“You’re not going easy on me are you big guy?” You ask Thor as you duck another swing, moving behind him and kneeing the back of his legs causing him to fold and lose balance.
“I would never insult you by going easy on you tiny lady.” He moves quick and grips his arm around your neck, your back flush against his body. You move your hands up and wrap your fingers over his forehams, his breath warm against your neck. You feel him hesitate slightly and you bite your lower lip in an attempt to ignore the need that is washing through you. You grip harder on his arm and bend your body sharply, flipping the demi-god on the floor in front of you knocking the wind out of him.
Across the room Steve stands up straighter, his mouth open slightly and Nat grins at him “Told you.” He watches as Y/N looks down at Thor, slight concern on her face.“Are you ok? Do you need a hand standing up?”
Steve can hear the smile in Thor’s voice as he reaches up to grab Y/N’s hand, but instead of using it to pull himself up, he pulls Y/N down on top of him. “Give me a hug, I am proud of you!” You place your hands on either side of Thor’s head, arms straight. Stray pieces of hair caging your face, your eyes on Thor’s as he smiles at you and wraps his arms around your waist.
“You know this isn’t how people usually hug right?” Thor’s thumb brushes against your lower back and you bite down a smile at the look on his face. He nods his head and you stand up, your hand outstretched. This time Thor takes it and allows you to help him up, despite not really needing it.
Steve feels something wash through him, as he watches you and Thor breathing deeply and keeping your eyes on each other, your hand still in his.
“Shall we swap?” Nats question snaps you from your reverie and you pull your hand from Thor’s. The two of you looking away from each other shyly. You cross the room and grab your towel.
“Actually…I’m doing some meditation training with Wanda, so I better shower and change.” You head to the door and glance back once. Nat smiling at you, Thor watching you admiringly and Steve frowning slightly.
“See you guys later.” And you walk out of the room, your mind rushing with a million questions.
-
You always feel better after your sessions with Wanda. So when you enter the main room of the compound that night, you feel lighter and even a little excited. As it was the last Saturday of the month, all of you got together and dressed up a bit, sharing food and drinks. All of you spaced out doing your own thing but still together like a family. It’s one of the things that made all the bad stuff bearable, having these people around you.
You’ve opted for fitted jeans, heeled boots and a backless top. Your hair in loose curls over one shoulder and a simple red lip. Your eyes scan the room and you see Wanda and Nat but before you cross over to them, Steve stands in your way. He looks really good in brown boots, jeans and a plaid shirt. Once again his eyes scan your body, lingering momentarily on your breasts, before he snaps his eyes up to yours. His cheeks turning pink.
“Hi Y/N. I was hoping to talk to you before but didn’t get round to it. Mind if I bend your ear for five minutes?” He smiles at you warmly as you place your hands in the back pocket of your jeans.
“Okay, sure.” He looks relieved and takes a step closer. When his eyes meet yours they look sincere.
“Last night, I wanted to apologise. I came across as rude and old fashioned. If I upset you, it certainly wasn’t my intention.” You smile softly at his words, the phrasing all very formal and kind of sweet.
“Actually, I should apologise too. I shouldn’t have rushed out of there like that.” Steve smiles and the effect when aimed directly at you, is slightly mesmerising. “I can’t recall what I said, but I remember saying something and your face falling and then I felt all these things.” Steve frowns slightly.
“What do you mean?” You take a moment to think of how to word it and tilt your head.
“Well, part of my thing, like you with the super strength and the muscles.” Steve’s smiles amusingly here. “Is that I can pick up on peoples emotions, which can be quite useful as hard as it is…In fact if it’s strong enough, I can even pick up on feelings from something that may have happened years before. Whatever I said brought back a feeling of great sadness in you and it was kind of overwhelming for me after all that had happened that day.” You go quiet for a moment, Steve’s eyes watching you, his face empathetic.
“I’m sorry, for whatever I said that may have brought those memories back and for whatever caused those memories in the first place too.” He holds your gaze for a second before giving you a smile.
“ I appreciate your sweet words and no need to apologise. I’m sorry that I made you uncomfortable.” You laugh easing the tension slightly and shake your head.
“It’s fine…It’s just something we’ll both have to get used to if we’re going to work together.” Steve smiles and straightens up, hooking his thumb on to the belt of his jeans. Your eyes snap down quickly but soon come back to meet his.
“I’m sure we will. So? Anything else I should know about you?” You purse you lips and look like you’re thinking and close the distance between the two of you. There’s only an inch between you and you see Steve’s cheeks flush with colour as you bat your eyelashes and whisper.
“I’m not as sweet as I look.” You flash him a smile and walk away. You hear the man let out a breath, his eyes watching you, they widen slightly as he takes in the tiny symbols tattooed down your spine.
A few hours later, you’re sat around one of the tables laughing with Wanda, Nat, Sam and Thor. Thor sat beside, he knee resting against yours. Sam’s eye brows are raised as he shakes his head.
“I had no idea you were so wild Nat.” The woman smirks and playfully replies.
“Oh trust me, I have alot more stories. But it’s not my turn…” She turns to you then.
“Ok Y/N, three truths and a lie.” You’re thinking of what to stay when Steve walks over and takes a seat.
“What are we playing?” Nat smiles at him and looks back to you
“Three truths and a lie, it’s Y/N’s turn.” Steve smiles and shuffles closer to the table.
“I know this one.” Thor leans back and rests his arm behind you, his fingertips brushing your shoulder. You give Nat a mischievous look.
“Okay….I can speak fluent French. I can play the guitar. I’ve had a sex dream about someone in this room and I have pierced nipples.” Steve chokes on his beer at the same time Thor sits forward. Wanda laughs and Nat takes a pull of her beer.
“I already know so I’m staying out of this.” Sam laughs.
“Ok, more stories I need to hear.” You laugh and shake your head and take a sip of your drink. Steve looks at you, his face red.
“Uh nipples?” You nod your head. Steve’s mouth opens and he glances at your breasts again before looking at the ceiling awkwardly.
“That’s one of the truths, well done Cap.” Thor shifts next to you and when you glance at him, he catches your eye and smiles at you. You hold his gaze for a moment before Wanda speaks.
“You can play the guitar…Very beautifully too.” You smile at your friend, a thank you in your eyes.
“Another truth.” Sam smiles at you.
“I had no idea, how long have you been playing?” You tilt your head in thought.
“Uh about five years.” You go to take another pull of your beer but realise your bottle is empty. You stand to grab another one, Steve looking up at you, eyes wide and shining, his lower lip pink.
“What about your other truth?” You smirk over at Nat before brushing your hand through your hair.
“I don’t speak French…I’m awful at it actually…Terrible!” You walk over to the bar and lean forward to grab another beer, you twist the cap off and take a sip. Nat and Sam breaking out into laughter.
Turning back around, you see Thor’s eyes on you and you hold his gaze, a small smile playing on your lips, your smile gets bigger as you see him stand and cross the room. Leaning his elbow on the bar next to you. The others don’t seem phased and are talking amongst themselves, but Steve can’t take his eyes off the two of them. His shackles raising slightly as he watches you lean in close and whisper something in Thor’s ear.
The golden god nods his head at your words and Steve feels the breath catch in his throat as Thor places his hand on the small of your back for a moment before you stand.
You smile at Thor as you get off the stool and walk from the room. Steve watches you, his brow furrowed slightly. A few moments later Thor stands and yawns theatrically.
“I am going to bed. Goodnight.” He strides from the room, oblivious to the look exchanged between Nat and Sam. Steve leans forward.
“Does anyone else find it strange that Thor clearly isn’t tired and has left the room moments after Y/N?” Wanda smiles and leans forward her chin resting on her hand.
“Interesting.” Steve frowns and sits back slightly.
“Are you…Are you in my mind?” Wanda looks innocent and shakes her head.
“I would never.” Nat smirks at him, eyebrow raised.
“Why does it matter Steve?” He wipes his hand against the leg of his jeans and stutters slightly.
“Well…I don’t think they’re courting and put it this way, I don’t think they’re just talking..” His cheeks flush here but he looks pleased with himself, straightening up slightly. Sam shakes his head looking over.
“You really need to get out Cap!”
-
When you get back to your room you kick off your boots and tug your jeans off, turning the lights down so it gives the room a more relaxing vibe. As you press play on your playlist you hear two sharp knocks on your door. Taking a deep breath you open the door and see Thor standing there, a smile on his face.
“Come in.” You reach forward and grip the front of his tshirt, pulling him through the door. Your eyes holding each others gaze. He kicks the door shut with his foot and reaches his hand behind him, to turn the lock in place. You jump into his arms and your lips crash against each other, Thor holding you as though you weigh nothing. You pull away from the kiss and rest your forehead against his.
“The bed.” Your lips meet his again then as Thor carries you to your bed. He places you down gently on the edge and steps back, pulling his tshirt over his head and unbuckling the belt of his jeans. You bite your lip and watch him as he kicks off his boots and pulls his jeans down his legs. You stand up and Thor brings his hands to your hips, gripping them slightly. You place your palms against his chest, the feeling of his firm body pressed against yours, sending a heat somewhere low and intimate.
“You are very beautiful midgardian…I am very fond of you.” You feel your cheeks flush, a flicker of a smile running across your mouth.
“Well…The feeling is mutual.” Thor moves his hands over the curve of your butt, before gripping the hem of your top and pulling it over your head. His eyes darken as they scan over your face and body and your lips find one another once more. You brush your fingers against the nape of his neck, as he lifts you and positions you both on the bed. Your hands wandering over every inch of his body, you moan into the kiss as he eases your panties down your leg. The feeling of his pleasure combining with yours.
A/N:Hey guys. This is the first part of a new Steve Rogers/Captain America fic I’m writing. The idea was sparked by a conversation with a friend.
Synopsis:You’re a new member of the Avengers but part of your powers is clairsentience which can make being around people a little hard. After a particularly difficult mission, you finally meet Steve who has been on a hiatus.
Word Count: 2k
Mentions:Death of a child, swearing/cursing, strong emotions, heartbreak
Steve sat in silence for a few moments, Tony eye’s on him. The man throws a raisin into his mouth and gestures with at him with his hand, a wry smile on his face.
“It’s good to have you back old man.” Steve sits up straighter in his chair, his mouth open mid protest, when Jarvis’ voice interrupts him, letting Tony know the team are back from a mission.
“Thanks Jarvis!” He turns on his heel and perches on the edge of a table.
“Got a new member, wanna meet them?”
-
You walk down the ramp and pull your phone out, placing the headphones in your ear, you’re about press play on the playlist you’ve pulled up, when you feel a hand gentle hand on your elbow, a light squeeze. You turn and see Nat looking at you, here’s eyes looking at you concerned.
“You okay?” You realise again just how well Nat can read you. You force a small fake smile on your face and nod your head.
“Fine and dandy!” Nat regards you for a moment, before moving closer her voice low.
“Y/N, what happened back there…There wasn’t anything we could have done.” You feel your face with flush with warmth, and heat build behind your eyes, an icy cold fist, twisting your stomach. You lower your eyes for a second before bringing them back to Nat’s.
“Like I said, I’m fine and dandy.” You stalk away before she can say anything and head straight to your room in the compound. Tony’s face etching with concern as he see’s Peter’s face distressed, Thor’s angry expression and Nat’s look of mild pain.
“Where’s Y/N?” Thor’s voice fills the room.
“She is fine.” Nat sits down on the edge of the sofa in the main room, shrugging her shoulder’s and glancing over at Steve, a slight smile and nod.
“She’s not fine.” Tony frowns.
“Who’s Y/N?” Steve asks. Tony raises his eyebrow at him.
“I told you…New member. No one listens to me.” He turns from Steve again then, his eyes scanning throughout the room at Peter, Thor and Nat. “What happened?”
“The mission was going well, but as we were leaving Peter and Y/N thought they heard someone screaming, Y/N ran and found a little boy.” Tony takes off his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose and whispers a profanity. Nat nods and carries on.
“She got him out, but he’d inhaled too much smoke.” The room is silent for a moment but is soon punctuated by a bang and a smash. Thor bringing his Mjölnir down on a vase, Peter punching his fist into the wall. Tony bristles.
“C’mon guys, really? I just had the place re-decorated…That’s not on her.” Nat nods her head and sits back, agreeing with his words but it’s Thor who speaks.
“But Y/N can’t help but feel responsible.” Tony wipes his hand across his mouth and nods his head.
“I know.” Peter steps forward, his eyes on the floor.
“It’s my fault too Mr Stark, I should have realised sooner, but there was so much going on.” Tony closes the distance between himself and Peter and claps him on the shoulder.
“We’ve talked about this kid…Remember what I said?” Steve watches as Tony looks in the young man’s eyes and see his shoulders relax as he nods his head. Steve notices Thor stand up a little straighter, his face looking concerned.
“Y/N? I’m glad you have joined us.” Steve stands up as you walk in the room. You’ve changed out of your gear and thrown on some shorts and tshirt, your feet bare.
“Uh actually, Peter, could I talk to you for a second?” Steve glances over and sees his cheeks flush with colour, he brings his eyes back to you and can see why, but frowns at the inappropriate thought.
“Uhh, sure.” You walk out of the room, trying to ignore the eyes of the stranger across the room. When you get outside the room, you cross your arms over your chest.
“I just wanted to say, I hope you don’t blame yourself for what happened back there. It was my fault, I was too slow.” Peter regards you with big brown eyes and licks his lips shaking his head.
“No…You did everything you could. Don’t blame yourself, Mr Stark’s right.” You quirk your eyebrow here in interest, whilst Tony had always been nice with you, he’d never really confided in you. But then again, you weren’t sure if he really confided in anyone other than Pepper. But Peter had been part of the crew for longer so maybe he’d opened up to him a little?
Peter smiles at you softly “He once told me that sometimes, no matter how hard we try, or how hard we want it, we can’t save everybody…I know today was…is..hard but I honestly don’t think there’s anything we could have done.” You take a moment to let his words wash over you, before nodding your head and looking at the floor.
“I guess he’s right.” You lean over and kiss Peter on the cheek, his eyes widening.
“What was that for?” You smirk at the young boy and raise your eyebrows.
“Because you’re a good kid and much more handsome than you give yourself credit for.” Peter’s face lights up with a smile.
“You think I’m handsome? Really? You?” You chuckle and nod your head frowning slightly. You turn on your heel but you stop and turn back.
“And Peter?” He looks at you, the ghost of a smile on his face.
“What?” You tilt your head playfully.
“Ask MJ out…I think you’d be surprised by her answer.” You turn again then, Peter stuttering behind you. Eventually he manages to choke out some words.
“Aren’t you coming for dinner?” You shake your head and make your way back to your room.
“No…I just want some alone time. Tell the other guys I’m sorry.” And with that, you turn into your room and close the door.
-
Later that night after you were sure everyone had left after dinner, or made their way to their rooms to do their own thing. You come out of your room on the hunt for snacks. You’d spent the rest of the day listening to music, having a cry and trying to calm yourself. Part of your ability was clairsentience and sometimes, especially after feeling emotionally drained from something yourself, it was overwhelming being around other peoples emotions too. It’s one of the reasons she’d spoken to Peter earlier, she could sense his anger, his frustration and his pain. Thor and Nat had it too, but Peter’s felt like screaming in her soul.
You make your way into the kitchen, your headphones in and music on loud, just how you liked it. Music was part of your escape and you used it to calm your mind. The choral opening of the Rolling Stones song starts as you enter the kitchen, curling your toes at the coldness of the floor. Another reason you like eating late, besides not feeling like it, was the freedom of wearing nothing but your panties, and oversized tee and of course, the freedom to dance around free of judgement.
You’ve gathered items to make a sandwich and reach for the whisk in the utensil holder singing into it.
“In her glass was a bleeding man”
Steve frowns and looks up from the book he’s reading in the dim light of the living room area. He stands up, head tilted, his brows frowning.
“She was practiced in the art of deception.” You’re putting the bread on the top now and pouting like Mick Jagger.
“Well, I could tell by her bloodstained hands.”Steve’s frown turns to an amused smile as he gets toward the source of the noise, pleased he will be able to finally have something to tease Nat about. He turns into the kitchen.
“YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT” You sing loudly and it feels good to say it loud. An affirmation to soothe your soul, Tony’s words being spoken to you by Peter floating back to your mind. You take a bite of the sandwich and turn around.
“OH FUCKING HELL!” Your eyes follow your sandwich as it flies through the air and comes crashing into pieces on the counter opposite. You pull the headphones from your ear and throw your phone on the sideboard. Your hand comes to your chest as you try to calm your nerves, the man stepping closer. The stranger from earlier blushing as he looks from your feet to the top of your head.
“I’m so sorry…You’re british?” Your mouth opens in shock and you pull at the hem of your oversized tee wishing it would miraculously drown you.
“Actually, I’m Y/N.” He quirks his brow, his head snapping back slightly a look of brief confusion on his face, before realising what’s he’s said.
“No…I meant.” He closes his eyes and sighs before opening them, his big blues looking at you, a soft smile on his face. “I didn’t realise you were British.” You tilt your head and keep your tone playful.
“Is that a problem? Me being British?” He looks uncomfortable again and despite the fact you’re having fun, teasing him, you feel a pang of guilt jolt through you and take a step forward, hand outstretched.
“Sorry, I’m Y/N and yes, I’m British. I moved to the States a couple of years ago.” He takes your hand and you feel a spark. But it’s hard to tell if you’re picking up on an emotion or if you’re reacting to the touch of an attractive man for the first time in years. The mans cheeks flush with colour and you wonder if he felt it too.
“I’m Steve Rogers.” Your eyes widen here, and you feel stupid that you didn’t realise it sooner. Though you’d heard his name, seen photos and heard stories, you hadn’t acknowledged or put the pieces together that the stranger was…
“Captain America! Of course.” You’re still shaking his hand and Steve smiles at you as you realise how long you’ve been shaking his hand. You pull your hand away and take a step back but he steps forward leaving the distance the same. A playful smile on his face.
“Actually, I prefer to go by Steve.” You nod your head and turn away, trying to calm the colour that’s rushing to your cheeks.
“So uh…Steve. Can I make you a sandwich? I’m going to have to make a new one anyway.” You don’t see him but he shakes his head, his voice sincere.
“Actually, I should make you one, it’s my fault you dropped the first one.” He moves next to you and starts grabbing some kitchen towel to clean up the mess, you let out a chuckle.
“No, don’t be silly Steve. You’re not my servant. I can make my own sandwich.” He stands and puts one hand to his hip.
“Have I said something wrong? I didn’t intend to come across as your servant. Of course, you’re capable.” Your eyebrows raise and you tilt your head at him curiously.
“You have no idea how to talk to a woman do you?” Steve’s face turns white and suddenly you’re insides feeling like they’re twisting, anguish squeezing at your heart. A feeling like panic washing over you. It eases as Steve stands up, whatever shock he had, passing him by. His face etched with concern.
“Are you ok?” He takes a step forward and moves to put a hand on you and you step around him keeping your distance and shake your head.
“I’m fine. I’m just not hungry.” You grab your phone and run from the room, leaving Steve with a confused and slightly hurt expression on his face. Before the door has even closed, tears are falling down your face, a remnant of Steve’s feelings of someone he loves and has lost.
Baby, I’m yours.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Avenger!fem!reader
Summary: Steve hasn’t seen you in weeks and he has missed you, a lot.
Word count:2753
Warnings:NSFW, 18+ MINORS DNI. Smut, Rough sex, unprotected sex, oral sex (f receiving, m hinted), Dom!Steve (but this is pretty vainilla), Steve has a bit of an authority kink?, biting, manhandling?, pet names (sunshine, honey) This was supposed to be angsty but it kinda isn’t I’m so sorry sjfkksdk
A/N: This was requested and it was supposed to be a drabble but I got carried away Look, let me start this by saying I have no idea how the Captain America suit works so this is probably not accurate and I also didn’t really edit this. It also ends kinda abruptly so sorry abt that as well. But hey, we’re all here for the smut so just enjoy !!
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Steve was finally coming back. After spending the last few weeks on a very hard, stressful and unsuccessful mission with Natasha and Bucky, he was going home.
Home to you.
You two had never been apart for so long since you first met and he couldn’t wait to see you.
And you couldn’t either. The moment FRIDAY announced their quinjet was landing you ran off to the landing area, hearing Sam’s laughter when you passed by him fade behind you.
You didn’t even have shoes on and your socks were slipping as you ran, but you didn’t care.
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