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Pairing: nomad!steve rogers x female reader

Summary:Working alongside Steve meant following a lot of orders, however this didn’t mean you had the obligation of obeying these orders – Steve didn’t like this. This leads to a lot of unsaid words, emotions and thoughts between you two.

Warning:Angst, fluff, smut – mdom!steve rogers, slight fdom from y/n, teasing, seggual tension, ooc steve rogers, slight praise kink, use of the word slut, p in v (minors dni, you will be blocked). 

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“I told you not to leave your post. Why do you continue to go against everything I say?” Steve’s voice continued to bounce of the walls of the briefing room as he paced back and forth.

He had been ranting on about your latest mission, which you just got back from. Both of you were still in your attire from the mission.

“Wanda needed the reinforcement, if I stayed at my post – doing nothing, then the mission would’ve been compromised.” You stated calmly resting your hands on the table in front of you.

“That’s what you’re not understanding y/n, Wanda has powers, she could’ve taken care of herself. You on the other hand…” He stopped before he said something which would worsen the argument even more.

“What Steve? Why don’t you finish what you’re saying?” You folded your arms and looked at him with a raised brow.

He released a sigh and pinched his brow but winced when he remembered the deep cut on it. He didn’t mean for to insinuate anything.

“Look y/n, I just didn’t want anyone to get hurt.”

“And no one did, we managed fine.”

Steve’s eyes directed itself to yours and then to your side.

He knew.

He saw you wincing when Sam nudged your side as you made your way off the quinjet limping.

“Lift up your shirt for me.” He said walking towards where you were seated.

You stared at him challengingly, when he raised a brow, you gave in and did as he said.

His eyes were met with a gash which painted the left side of your torso in red. He bent down till he was at your level and gently traced his fingers along the gash. Goosebumps erupted at the feel of his fingers.

You watched as he clenched his jaw and looked up at you.

“This is why I give you orders.” He whispered.

You didn’t say anything, afraid at how he may react.

“We need to get you to the med bay.” He moved your chair forward and put his one hand under your legs whilst the other went to support your back.

“I can walk there just fine.” You said as he stood up with you in his arms.

“You were limping off the quinjet, there’s no way I’m letting you walk to the med bay.” He stated beginning to walk out of the briefing room.

By now everyone had been in their rooms cleaning up and having a rest, which made the compound more quiet than usual. Once at the med bay, he let the nurses tend to you. He waited there the entire time.

Dr. Helen had informed Steve that the gash at your side wasn’t anything to be worries about and would eventually turn into a bruise, but it’ll be okay in a few weeks. He declined Helen’s help to tend to the cut on his eyebrow, claiming he needed to ensure you were taken care of first.

“Alright, c’mon.” He said helping you off the bed and onto your feet.

“I can walk this time, Captain.” You insisted, pushing his hand away.

He took note of the use of ‘Captain’ – which to him let it be known that you were still angry.

“Steve.” He said and put his hand at the small of your back guiding you to your room.

The walk to your room was silent, he waited in your room as you showered.

When you got out of the bathroom, he diverted his eyes away from you as you changed by your closet. He tried his best to divert his mind away from the thought of your body, even though you two shared many moments together.

Once you were dressed, he turned to make his way to his room, but stopped at the call of his name.

“Yes?” He responded turning back to you.

“Come here.” You motioned your head to the couch in your room as you took out your first aid kit from your nightstand.

“You don’t have to-“

“Come here.” You repeated yourself, your voice sterner this time.

He made his way to the couch and sat down, resting his back against the back of the couch.

The couch was low enough so that he was at waist level for you, although his wound was on the opposite side of where you were. The slight movement of you bending over made you gasp in pain.

Steve’s hands made its way to your waist to sturdy you.

“I told you not to.”

You straddle him as you clean the cut, it wasn’t something out of the ordinary. There were many moments where you and Steve had been in the position you were in. However, this time it felt different to the both of you.

The cut was deep, but not deep enough to need stitches.  

“It was stupid of you to not get this checked out when we were at the med bay.” You dabbed the cottonwool on his eyebrow a bit too hard, making him wince causing you to pull back and move your hips in the process.

Steve could feel you press against him, the movement of your hips made him start to grow hard.

“You were hurt” He stated gazing from your eyes to your lips.

You roll your eyes at his words and go back to cleaning his wound.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you with my words earlier.” He said letting his hands massage your waist up and down.

“I know.” You give him a small smile.

“I care about yo-, the team.”

Although his words were meant to be thoughtful, you couldn’t help but feel a sting that he changed his words at the last moment.

“You best be on your way then… to get some rest!” You went to move from straddling him, but his hands tightened at your waist pulling you back down into his lap.

“You know what I mean.”

“Yeah, I do.” You gave him a tight-lipped smile.

Steve gently lifted you off him like it was nothing.

He got up from the couch and made his way to the door, you watched him from where you were, with the first aid kit still in hand.

“Good night y/n.” He said walking to your door.

“Good night.”

And with the closing of the door, he was gone.

The next day Steve hardly acknowledged you. At breakfast he sat the furthest away from you, when you went to talk to him, he dismissed you saying he was needed in a meeting with Tony.

He’d basically did everything he could to avoid you.

At night he would normally come to your room, talk for a little – which would result in him sometimes sleeping in your room, but that night he hadn’t come to your room.

After that, you didn’t try to interact with him.

This behaviour continued for the rest of the week.

Avoiding you at training, making excuses to not talk to you and keeping away from you entirely. Although that never stopped the two of you from looking at each other longingly. There was nothing but Steve’s own thoughts stopping him from talking to you.

The idea that he needed to stay away from you in order to keep his professional life and personal life from mixing had solidified in his mind.

You were causing him to feel things he had been trying to keep away from.

Being Captain America to him meant committing to helping his country to the best of his ability, and for that to happen he couldn’t be emotionally involved with you.

It was now Saturday morning, Steve had been sitting and pondering on these thoughts when you walked into the livingroom where he, Natasha and Bucky were sat.

“Any plans for this weekend y/n?” Natasha asked as you walked into the room.

Your eyes met Steve’s briefly before looking to Natasha’s.

“I’m having dinner tonight with someone.” You said only intending for her to hear, although thanks to Steve’s super hearing, he heard it too.

“Is that so? And whom might the lucky gentlemen be?” Natasha said happy at the news.

“Someone I met this week through training.” You answered sitting down on the couch next to her.

Steve looked in your direction at the mention of that. He usually was the one to train with you. So, if it weren’t for him avoiding you this week, then you wouldn’t be going to dinner with someone tonight.

He continued to listen to your conversation with Natasha and took note of the time you would leave for your date.

“Something wrong Steve?” Bucky asked once he realised Steve hadn’t been listening to what he was saying.

“No, everything’s just fine.” He grumbled while looking to you.

Towards the afternoon, you were looking for Natasha to ask her opinion on your dress for your date when you heard Steve and Bucky talking.

“I don’t know why you’re doing this. You both clearly like each other.” Bucky said with a sigh.

“Because Bucky, its too dangerous. I care too much about y/n to involve her in the trouble that may come with me being Captain America.”

“No one is going to hurt her. She’s more skilled than I am in combat, and she has a whole team of assassins, spies and superhero’s looking out for her all the time.”

It was in that moment Steve realised that maybe, just maybe allowing himself to be with you isn’t a bad thing.

“Maybe you’re right Buck.” You heard him say softly.

You walked away from the conversation with an idea in your mind. An idea that would make Steve Rogers surely lose his mind.

The time for your date was nearing and you were almost finished getting ready. A knock at your door caught you attention as you were trying to zip up your dress.

You were in the bathroom and called out loud for whoever it was to come in.

In your bathroom were big mirrors which allowed you to be able to see who it was behind you.

“Steve?” You said his name.

“Hi.” He greeted, letting his eyes roam your body.

“You look beautiful.” He said walking up behind you, till his front was pressed against your back.

You watched him in the reflection of the mirror as he let his hands settle on your hips.

When he came to your room, it was his intention to speak to you and let you know the reason behind his recent behaviour.

“Is this what you’re wearing for your date?” He asked, with a hint of anger in his tone.

“Yes.” You replied shakily as his one hand made its way to your exposed back.

Your skin was smooth on his fingertips, Steve felt himself grow hard at the thought of what you would feel like against his body, writhing beneath him in pleasure.

“Do you mind zipping up my dress?”

His eye’s met yours in his reflection.

He moved your open hair to the side and traced his fingers from your collar bone to your back.

The zip seemed so little in his fingertips as he zipped you up.

“Is that alright?” He asked huskily.

You nodded in response.

Your body pressed into his, letting your butt press against his hard cock.

His reaction surprised you as his fingers made their way around your neck, squeezing gently.

“You don’t know what you do to me.” He murmured while pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head.

“Is that so?” You ask.

It wasn’t often that you got to see this side of Steve. He was only ever physically affectionate when it was the two of you, late at night sharing a bed. You hadn’t yet crossed the boundaries of sleeping with each other. All you ever craved was each other’s affection and warmth.

“Mmm-hmm.” He hummed.

You turn around slowly, his gaze on you is fixed and filled with lust. You make the bold move of trailing your hands down his chest and to his jeans.

“If you really wanted me to know what you’d do to me, you would’ve shown me by now.” Your hands moved in a slow motion teasing his cock through his jeans.

He moaned at the contact; this was the furthest you two had gotten in terms of being physical.

“You make it hard for me to keep control around you princess.” The nickname made you smile; your hand movements hadn’t stopped – in fact Steve was now beginning to thrust his hips into your hand.

“I would let you do whatever you want to me. Fuck me till I’m senseless, make love to me till I’m begging you to stop… but it’s too bad that our interests lie in different places.”

You stopped all movement and stepped away from him.

Looking to you in a confused daze, he watched as you walked out of the bathroom and into your room to retrieve your purse.

“Thank you helping me with my dress Steve, but I should get going. I wouldn’t want to be late.” You walked towards the door and opened it, you looked back to him – he was now stood in your room watching after you with desire.

The truth was you hadn’t really gone for your date. When you overheard the conversation between Bucky and Steve you cancelled the date and set about a new plan.

You knew what Steve was going to do; besides Bucky, you were the only other person to know him like the back of your hand.  

You informed Natasha to be the one to tell him where your supposed date was going to be. Like a man on a mission, you saw him walk into the bar looking around for you.

As soon as he spotted you, he walked in your direction. There you were sat, with a glass in your hand.

As he neared, you set the glass on the bar top and leaned on your elbows as your supported your head up.

“Took you long enough.” You murmured.

“Where’s your date?” He asked.

“He just arrived.”

You motioned for the bartender to come your way, you ordered Steve’s favourite drink – even thought you knew it wouldn’t affect him one bit.

“Take a seat.” You patted the chair next to yours.

He listened to you and sat down.

“So, what are you going to be having for dinner?”

That’s when it registered in Steve’s mind.

“You little minx.”

The waiter took your menu’s away. Steve hadn’t stopped gazing at you the entire time.

“We have a lot to talk about.”

“We do.” You agreed.

His blue eyes meet yours; he takes that moment to really look at you, the women he’s come to feel so much for.

“I’m sorry for how I’ve been towards this week.” He explained shaking his head briefly.

“I accept your apology… I genuinely thought I’d done something to push you away from me, and that’s the last thing I’d ever want.” You said in honesty.

“You could never do anything to push me away.” He reached forward and took your hand in his, “I thought my choice would be the best thing for us.”

He took a moment to form the right words to say.

“I always had this idea in my head that love had to wait. I’m too consumed in the life of being Captain America. Steve Rogers barely exists to me anymore.” His tone was low as he said this.

It was hard for him to admit, being a part of S. H. I. E. L. D had taken its toll on Steve. His been playing the role of a superhero for so long that he could barely recognize himself.

“Steve Rogers exists to me. The boy from Brooklyn who wanted to help those who needed it most, I see him in you every day.” You assure him.

“Sometimes its not a bad thing to be selfish. You of all people have earned that choice.”

This is why Steve feels the way he does towards you. You always knew the right things to say.

“Everyone I’ve ever cared about has been affected by this. Peggy, Bucky – the whole team, which is why I thought by pushing you away I would be keeping you safe.” He explained giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

“You don’t need to push me away. I’m here, always.”  

“I know princess, and I realised that I’d rather have you close to me than far away.” In that moment the look in his eyes told you everything you needed to know.

“So, what did you think about my plan on you?” You asked leaning on your door.

“I liked your plan, especially the beginning of it.” He rested his hand on the wall behind you, trapping you against his body.

“Is that so?” You asked with a raised brow.

He smirked at your words and brought his lips to yours.

This kiss was something you both have craved since the moment you knew life would be dull without the other. Steve knew the moment his lips touched yours that there was no going back on how he felt for you.

“I love you so fucking much.” He murmured against your lips, bringing his hand up to touch your face.

“I love you too.” You giggle as he trails kisses from your kisses from your lips to your neck.

“I don’t think Tony would appreciate the PDA if he were to check the camera’s.” Your eyes go to the camera in the corner pointed in your direction of the hallway.

“We need more privacy then.”

He clasped your room doorknob in his hand, very clumsily opening it while trying not to break contact from you as he kisses you.

Once successfully in the room, you put your hands on his broad shoulders to briefly pull him away you.

“I want you to do whatever you want with me.” You stated referring to your conversation from earlier.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“More than I’d ever been before.” You smile as he lifts you off the ground before you can even finish your sentence.

“The number of times I’d wish to have you beneath me in this bed.” He said settling you down on the bed carefully to not hurt your injury from the mission.

“Show me then.” You said boldly.

Steve’s mind couldn’t form a response as he began to start undoing your dress and getting rid of his attire.

“Your body is something only angels would carve so perfectly.” He growled out while gazing down at you.

You were perched up on your elbows, in nothing – naked to Steve’s roaming eyes.

“I could say the same about you.” You say biting your lip at the sight of him.

He smirked at your expression and situated himself between your legs.

“This is all yours.” He said taking your hand in his to trail down his body. His hand settled yours on his hard cock. You gasp at how hard he is – Steve’s size was enough to have you unconsciously roll your eyes to the back of your head.

“You do this to me.” He said taking note of your hungry eyes.

His fingers made their way to your pussy, “So fucking wet for me already.”

You moaned at the contact and bucked your hips forward, Steve chuckled at your movement.

“So impatient.” He teased you more by adding pressure to his fingers, “Lets see if I can make you cum like this.”

He teased your clit, moving his fingers in an 8 symbol. He picked up speed on it as your began to moan more and more louder.

“That’s it princess, let me hear you.” He encouraged, now teasing the entrance of your pussy with his fingers, in a slow motion his finger delved inside of you.

He hissed at the tightness you held around his index and middle finger.

“So fucking tight.”

You were getting close to your cumming as he left his thumb tease and occasionally circle your clit.

“I can feel you clenching on my fingers, you gonna cum for me princess? You gonna cum on my fingers?”

You nodded your head in response as he stared at your intently.

Your eyes soon rolled to the back of your head as his fingers still moved inside of you. Steve was laying small kisses on your cheek, calming you down from the overwhelming feeling of your orgasm.

When you refocused your eyes, you saw Steve now between your legs, moving his hand up and down his cock while looking at your body.

He let his tip tease your sensitive clit, smirking as you still moved your hips forward.

“You still want more hmm?”

He teased your clit by lightly slapping his tip against it.

“Beg for it.” He demanded in a stern tone.

“Please give me your cock Steve, I need to feel you.” You begged as you peered up at him.

Your words seem to do something to him as he took his tip and slowly entered you.

A gasp escaped your lips as he stretched you open.

“Slowly baby, we’ll go slow.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead as his hips moved more towards yours.

The sting of having his big cock in you was enough to make the pain pleasurable.

He didn’t stop till his pelvis met yours, completely making you feel full of him.

“You’re doing so good for me.” He praised.

When he went to pull back, he didn’t move back completely – he was still deep inside you when he thrusted forward.

He continued this sweet torture till you were clenching around him.

“Faster Steve, please.” You gasped out with his hand around your neck.

He didn’t waste time picking up his pace. The only thing that could be heard in the room were the slapping of your skin against one another, the moans coming from you and Steve and lastly the slight hitting of your headboard against the wall.

With each thrust Steve was going faster and harder. He went from making sweet love to you, to full on fucking you like his dirty little slut.

“Steve- fuck. Cumming.” Was all you managed to get out as your orgasm hit you.

Steve was moaning into your neck as his own orgasm hit him. He kept the same pace and motion as he came in you. He only stopped when the pleasure became too much, and his cock was sensitive.

He moved back and laid his forehead against yours, looking deep into your eyes. In that moment there was nothing else in your world except you, Steve and the love you had for one another.

College Gemini Locations

A/N- These are all the loactions that may be featured in College Gemini, or may be refrenced in there, heres how I picture them and a little discription of them. Enjoy!

Coney Island- The boys (Bucky and Steve) used to go there a lot when they were kids, and love to take their dates there, win them prizes, and all the cute stereotypical date stuff. They haven’t been back since they’ve started college, and since Bucky started dating Dot. The Avengers have plans to go and hang at the beach when the sun sets after a full day of riding rides and playing games.

Shield’s- This is The Avengers go to club, they always have a good time partying there. They never encounter trouble and every one of the staff members loves them and Gemini, they always have their VIP reserved even if they don’t show up. The staff always love to hang with them when they party.

Hydra’s-This club is not the Avengers’ first choice, they always seem to get involved in stuff, people trying to start fights with them, trying to get them kicked out. The place is rumored for some nefarious things a lot of people getting arrested there. They tend to avoid Hydra’s, they only really go if they have to when they want to party. (IE when Shield’s is closed or rented out for events)

Mel’s- This is the Avengers hang-out spot outside of college, after clubbing and partying. They’re always down to get some greasy burgers and milkshakes, especially after a night of dancing at Sheild’s and need to soak up the alcohol they drank at the club. Good thing Mel’s is open 24/7.

Howard’s-Tony Stark’s family diner, named after his dad, it’s run by his mom and dad, mostly by his mom when Howard is teaching at the college. It’s right next to the college, if you can’t find the Avengers on campus, they’ll most likely be there in their back corner booth, shooting the shit and eating, or even studying in some cases. It’s a great place to hang with friends, this is a place they always recommend when people ask. They make the best cheesy fries and milkshakes. Just don’t sit in the Avenger’s booth, momma Stark will get mad you’re sitting there.

Asteroid M’s-  The Avengers’ favorite place to go besides the bowling alley and the roller rink. They love the mini-competitions they have, who can get the highest score on Pac-man or some of the games. The best thing is it’s right next to Mel’s and the owners don’t care if you bring take out from Mel’s in there. Y/N / Gemini is saving her tickets to get the big prize of a brand new Nintendo 64. She vows she’ll get it, and she will fight anyone of her friends and people to get it.

Asgard’s- Another place where the Avengers like to go, they love to put on their skates and go. It’s where they can feel like they’re flying, on and off drugs. Y/N sometimes goes but not when she has school work. Gemini loves to go and sometimes she partakes of the white powder they do sometimes. The place is trippy and so retro, especially on their 70’s disco night. The place is owned by Professor Thor and Loki’s family.

The Garden Bowl- This is Y/N / Gemini’s favorite bowling alley, it’s on the other side of Asteroid M’s, and the Avengers love to go there on some Friday nights when they turn off the lights and turn the neons on. Everything glows! Y/N likes this place because her aunt owns the place, her aunt is like her mother, plus her aunt is one of those cool aunts that lets you do everything. She, the aunt, lets the Avengers and Y/n smoke some green there and chill if they share with her. Y/N’s aunt lets them shut down the place and bowl with no one there, as long as they want, and lets them drink there all they want.

The Raft- The Avengers like to go here after a long week at college instead of going to Shield’s they go to the drive-in movie. It’s called the Raft because there are 4 movie screens, playing 4 different movies at once. The girls like to load up into Y/N’s / Gemini’s VW bug and meet the guys there, parking at the back of the lot in front of one screen, so they can smoke in peace. They lay out blankets and lay in the grass beside their cars and binge on pizza and beer that they brought into the lot, while they watch the two movies of the night. If the first movie they picked was followed by one they didn’t like, they’d move to a screen that had a movie they did like or haven’t seen before.