zale / Rose

It was a cold rainy day. The mission was supposed to be a quick and easy mission but of course not so now after having to abandon the mission objective you're stuck with your captain in a cramped motel room in the middle of nowhere.

Steve kept as much distance as he could but after showers you both slipped into bed.

With the soft patter of rain and the exhaustion from the mission going sideways it doesn't take you long before you're half asleep and spooning him from behind you. 

You only come back to your senses because you can feel him shaking slightly.

“Steve?” your voice is soft with sleep and confusion 

“Y-yeah?” it comes out so quiet you almost miss it you can't miss the hitch in his breath though.

“What's wrong? Is it because I'm cuddling you? I can move, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.” as soon as you go to pull back he grabs your arm and holds you there

“Dont stop please…. I'm just… It's overwhelming but in a good way it's nice to be held like this…. I cant remember the last time i felt this way… I didn't really have the most time for physical affection before being frozen and now its… god its so difficult i went from women ignoring i exist to getting all this attention over night and then i got frozen and then now im so lost… Do you know what pegging is? I had a woman ask me if I'd let her do that to me on our first date. I had no idea what it was and Sam was no help. He laughed for like 30 minutes then he said I'd be better off not knowing.” he rambles on only stopping when he's breathless.

“Oh my god steve” you can't help but laugh a little at the last part of his ramble. His face falls a little as he rolls over to face you but this makes your faces very close and his cheeks redden.

“You're laughing at me..”  he whispers like he genuinely believes you're making fun of him.

“No steve im not laughing at you im laughing about the last part of what you said i am not laughing at you steve its understandable that you feel kind of lost right now i mean yeah dating now is a lot different then it was in your time its probably harder for you because your not only hot but a hero-” your words bring out a small dopey smile

“You really think I'm hot?” the way he says it makes it sound like he really didn't realize he could be seen as that attractive.

“Yes Steve, you're very very hot and I'd say a lot more but i dont want to ruin our friendship or scare you off” you run a hand through his hair and watch as he visibly shivers.

“You wont scare me away-” The sound he makes when your fingernails light scrape his scalp is a mix between a groan and a sigh. “god does that feel good please keep doing that” his eyes are half lidded while he speaks.

“Steve I'd be more concerned if you were unaffected by touch its been so long this is a normal reaction your touch starved and there's nothing wrong with that” as you whisper you move you other hand to run through his hair too and he gasps softly eyes fluttering god there is something about how sensitive he is.

“Can you keep doing that, forget what we should be doing just keep your hands on me..” his soft plea absolutely hits hard.

The soft sound of the crackling fire in the hearth was the only sound in the room as you took measurements for Loki's suit for the upcoming ball. You're silently focused on doing your job while ignoring how Loki is staring at you.

“Your trembling darling is something making you nervous?” That knowing smile irritates you because it makes you smile.

‘For a smile, they can share the night.’

“No my prince, simply a little tired is all” You breathe out which isn't a lie you've been up since early morning making sure all the fabrics have been ordered for his new suit on top of normal responsibilities. 

“You should sit down then surely you already have the measurements needed.” Loki's smirk had fallen with your words, his voice losing a teasing tone as concern grew.

“That wouldn't be very appropriate my prince and yes i have your measurements almost memorized but id hate for something to not fit perfectly to your expectations.” You keep your voice quiet and respectful like always the practiced distance that's safe.

“It is appropriate in fact i insist you sit down before you collapse” he says softly as he guides you over to his bed you open your mouth to once again tell him it's not appropriate.

 He cuts you off with his lips finding yours. The measuring tape falls from your hands as you kiss back slowly from the surprise.

He pulls back only enough to speak

“Titles don't matter here baby, let me help you relax if you want. There will be no consequences if you don't want this with me.” he holds your stunned gaze so you know that prince or not he wont take whats not given. You take a shaky breath and nod.

“Yes i would love that” your whispered consent was everything to him before you knew it he had you naked sprawled out on his bed ruining you for everyone else.

Hours later your legs tangled in the sheets head on his chest wrapped in his arms the room filled with a smell of wine and cheap perfume from loki making the room smell like you.

“You're mine now, pretty girl~ all mine.” You smile as he kisses the top of your head lovingly.

“All yours my prince as your mine.” you mumble as you press a kiss to his chest. You glance up to see that smile on his face again. 

---------------------------------------------------

Bucky checked his left pocket several times while waiting for you to get ready. Three years together and he's had this ring for two of those years. He's known since the first date that you were it for him. 

He stood up from the couch when you walked out of your shared room in a soft cherry colored sundress that he got you on your last anniversary.

“Hey handsome are you ready to go?” you smile like you always do when excited for your anniversary picnic.

“Yeah of course give me a minute to appreciate the view” 

He smiled looking you up and down

“You're such a sap buck I love it” You laugh teasingly loving the way he shows his love so openly.

“Come on, baby, give me a whirl.” He said softly with this light in his eyes he only gets for you, the same look he knows will get you to do anything so you spin around for him.

“Like that handsome?” You laugh as he wraps his arms around you and spins you properly, his metal hand gently on your waist you hand in his flesh hand.

“Absolutely stunning baby~” he says in his voice a soft whisper you giggle as he pulls you into a slow sway. 

“Are you ready for our picnic? I heard the park's pond has baby ducks now.” You say excitedly he laughs lovingly but makes no move to let go just yet.

“I had a whole speech planned and I was going to kneel down in front of that oak tree we first met but i cant wait any longer” 

Bucky breathes out as he kneels down right there in your shared living room and pulls out a dark blue ring box you gasp covering your mouth in surprise.

“Buck-” you say excited he cuts you off gently 

“I want to know if you’ll be my girl.” He says smoothly but his shaky breath gives his nerves away.

“Yes buck! oh my god yes!” You blurt he slips the ring on you and kisses you lovingly.

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Overwhelmed is an understatement to how you feel right now. It was only a few hours of an engagement party for an old friend, but God was it too much for you.

You had only gone because Bucky had said you should and one thing about your tall handsome roommate is that you can never find it in you to say no to him, you know his intentions are good. After all you've been mostly in your shared apartment as you work from home you don't even remember the last time you left it. Probably with bucky he makes an effort to get you out of the apartment so that you don't spiral so far into isolation.

The discomfort is hot in your bones like a livewire sparking a wildfire that lingers deep. You manage to shrug your coat off and slip out of your shoes before walking into the living room. You don't bother telling your roommate your home, you just flop down on the couch and close your eyes.

willing the discomfort to go away wondering if social gatherings will ever get easier between the mindless small talk and too many loud voices your lost in thought unable to really relax even though your home when your roommate walks in clearly having gone to the store for groceries some plastic bags in his metal hand his keys in his free hand closing the door behind him as he slips his boots off.

Bucky, having known you'd be stressed, got a pint of your favorite ice cream out of one bag and set a spoon on top of it on the coffee table next to the couch you were currently laying on trying to relax.

you look over at him as he had a small reassuring smile and this truly shouldn't have been your breaking point, but it was eyes water as you sit up and open the ice cream.

Bucky gives you a few minutes to eat without pushing or trying to fix things he puts away the groceries he got when he comes back into the room tears have already fallen and your several bites into the ice cream usually this would have helped more than it is your brain wont shut up you look up at bucky who is just watching you with a soft concern.

"Can I try something to help you doll?" Bucky keeps his voice soft while he sits down on the coffee table across from your spot on the couch.

"What do you have in mind?" you ask cautiously because bucky doesn't usually have to ask because he knows what you need most of the time before you do.

"I'm going to make a suggestion. It's intimate but I think it could help you get out of your head. Of course no pressure, we can do something else if you're not comfortable."

There was an air of nervousness around Bucky like he wasn't sure how you'd react.

"I trust you buck i’ll at least listen to your suggestion usually they work,"

"This one is a lot more intimate than everything else I've suggested, I think you'd benefit from something more physical to keep you grounded."

Bucky sighs frustrated at himself for lacking the balls to outright say what he thinks would help. You can't help but squeeze your thighs together slightly, heat pooling low in your stomach as you start to pick up what he means.

"Are you suggesting you think I should get laid to ease my anxiety?"

Bucky huffs at how you said more or less what he meant.

"I um yes well no i… god this is harder to suggest then i thought it would be, im suggesting you let me ease your anxiety in that way.”

You look at how flustered he is, which you are well aware that he hasn't been intimate like that since the 40s. It makes your heart skip a beat that he's willing to push past his own anxiety to ease yours. 

"Buck i.. Are you sure?" you ask softly your cheeks flushing slightly at the thought of this handsome man ruining you so thoroughly that you can't think. Your clit pulses at the mere idea of bucky touching you in that way.

"I am I want to help you relax sweetheart." his eyes shift down to how you're now squeezing your thighs together tightly.

"You gonna let me do that pretty girl?" his voice deepening as his eyes darken with lust but still hold that softness that screams he’d back off immediately if you were uncomfortable. 

"Yes I uh please buck?" you tried to come off as more confident in your answer but the soft submissiveness in your tone of voice gave away how needy you felt.

"Good girl ive got you." your breath hitched at his praise he heard it he moved off the coffee table and kneeled in front of you running his hands up and down your thighs soothingly. 

"You like that sweetheart? You like being my good girl?" His words sent shivers down your spine. All you can do is nod already so focused on the way his hands are rubbing your bare thighs fingertips dipping under your dress before retreating down your thighs again. “That's it sweetheart just focus your pretty head on me~” his hands finally slid under your dress and he tugs your panties off. 

“God baby girl she's so pretty~” he groans as he slides two fingers through your wet folds and you shiver against him. “Look at that sweetheart look at how wet she already is for me~” He leans forward kissing your clit making you gasp he then smirks looking up at you as his tongue slowly dips between your folds flicking against your clit making you whimper he moves your thighs over his shoulders and buries his face against your soaking cunt he eats your pussy like he's starving and it doesn't take long for him to quickly have you unraveling your hands in his hair only seem to encourage him.

Every flick of his tongue or soft suckle he makes is aimed to learn your body better than you even know it all you can think of now is how overwhelmingly good it feels.

Soon enough with an embarrassing loud cry, pleasure washes over you as your orgasm crashes into you harder than ever before.

Bucky works you through your orgasm and then presses slow kisses to your thighs to ground you.

“Such a good girl you did so well sweetheart” He whispers softly leaning his head against your thigh as you run your head through his hair.

After a little while of just staying like this, Bucky places one last kiss to your thigh and stands picking you up he carries you to his room. 

He helps you into one of his shirts showering you with so many kisses as you both lay down in his bed. He pulls you close into his arms as you start to fall asleep so warm and comfortable in his arms and for once not over thinking things the last thing you hear is his soft whispered words.

Bucky was absolutely pissed, his heart breaking the longer you made out with this guy who in his opinion was obviously not good enough. You had just broken up with your ex a few months ago and Bucky hadn't wanted to make a move on you out of respect but clearly he waited too long now he wouldn't wait any longer.

Bucky downed his drink in one gulp he then made his way over to the couch he grabbed the guy by the collar of his shirt who was angry until he saw Bucky's metal arm and realized who he was the guy swallowed hard. Everyone could tell the guy was absolutely scared shitless,

 Bucky just shoved him, turning to your shocked expression “Bucky what are you-” as bucky tosses you over his shoulder and leaves. Sam just gives you an apologetic look when you pass him.

Any complaints that you make about Bucky carrying you like a sack of potatoes is ignored. You knew better than to try and hit his back; it'd probably hurt you more than him.

Bucky set you down next to your car grabbing your purse from your hands and taking the keys out. He then shoved your purse back into your hands. It should have scared you how cold he was acting. You found it kind of hot though as he opened the passenger door.

 “Get in.” His voice is flat void of the usually softness so you don't argue you get into your car nervously because bucky looked so mad it scared you a little you've never seen him like this he slammed you door as you put your seat belt on he gets in the driver's seat he pulls out and starts driving.

 The silence in the car is thick with tension. You fidget with your purse on your lap not wanting to make him madder at you. 

He pulled up to his apartment building and turned off the car but made no move to get out.

“Why?” Bucky's voice was now quiet and broken leaving you even more confused.

“Why what?” your voice was soft and he looked up at your face searching your eyes for something.

“Why him? Why not me? I've been here for everything. If you wanted a rebound, why didn't you come to me? Why do you trust a stranger more than me?” 

If his words didn't give you pause the tone of his voice would have, it sounded like someone had ripped him apart and left him for dead.

“Bucky it's not that simple, of course i dont trust a stranger more than you but I can bear to lose some random guy. You have been here through everything hell you let me stay with you after my break up and you never once rushed me to find my own place.”  you tear up your voice shaking.

“The reason i went for him instead of you bucky wasn't because he was better or because I didn't trust you, it was because i didnt think i could go for you, if it doesnt work out bucky then i lose you and god help me i cant lose you.”

Your voice is soft laced with fear of what could happen. Bucky reaches out and cups your face kissing away your tears. Your breath hitches as he speaks softly

“God sweetheart you could never ever lose me im fucking obssessed with you.”

You lean into his hands slowly processing what he's implying rain starts pattering on the roof of your car but neither of you pay attention to that. 

“Bucky i- god im so sorry i didnt know you liked me that way i never wanted to hurt you bucky if i knew that i would have-” you sigh cutting yourself off biting your bottom lip nervously.

“You would have what sweetheart?” bucky asks so hopefully without overthinking you lean forward and kiss him.

The kiss starts slowly, Bucky takes a minute to process but then his hands are moving from your face to your waist and pulling you over the console and onto his lap like you weigh nothing more than a doll. The kiss grows heated and bucky guides your hips to grind on his growing bulge your both lost in the feeling of each other then your elbow slips- right on the horn

Honk! 

You both jump and then start laughing. You hide your face against his neck as he rubs your back soothingly you both just sit there listening to the rain hitting the roof of the car.

“Can we go inside? I'm getting kind of cold?” your voice is muffled by his neck and he kisses your head.

“Yeah definitely my princess shouldn't be allowed to get cold~” you giggle, pulling back to say something but it's cut off by him kissing you again so lovingly tender like he's savoring every second he gets to touch you. 

When you both pull away being the gentleman he is of course helps you out of the car locking your car and then he swoops you up into his arms bridal style carrying you up to his apartment. 

He only sets you down to open his door, taking your purse and jacket hanging them up as you slip your heels off and go into the kitchen looking in the fridge for something to eat he closes the door and meets you in the kitchen he picks you up again and sets you on the kitchen island he kisses your forehead and cheeks before going to start cooking you something to eat. 

When he rolls his sleeves up to cook your breath catches between the veins on his right arm and the cool gold and black vibranium of his left arm has heat pooling in your panties. 

“Bucky?” you say as you stand walking over and wrapping your arms around his waist he tenses up in surprise but then relaxes.

“I was wondering since you like me and I like you, maybe we could give this a chance?”

Bucky looks over at you immediately.

“Really? You mean that? Because sweetheart if you truly mean that then you've just made me the happiest man ever.” 

Your only response is to kiss all over his face because this loveable man needs your love!

~three years later~

Laying in soft sheets wrapped in Bucky's arms was a dream come true so was the ring on your left hand and the matching one on his. 

When bucky is asked about how you two met his answer is always the same.

Loki's days are spent in routine everywhere he goes. You're on his mind whether he's in the palace library, sparring Thor, in the middle of a real battle the only thing that's consistent in his chaos is his obvious love for you.

Being Loki's best friend has its perks for starters no man, prince or knight dared to approach you because Loki has turned people into mice for much less. 

One thing for sure that was for sure a perk of Loki being in your life was his full attention on you all the time sometimes you swore he knew you better then you did.

Sad? Loki already had your favorite snacks and he'd make sure no one bothered you for however long you needed.

Anxious? Loki would say something silly just to make you laugh.

Insecure? Loki will flirt with you until you're a blushing mess like when you had mentioned in passing that you hadn't liked how this one article of clothing fitted and Loki just said to take it off since he knew you'd look better without it.

Stressed? Loki was already reworking your day so that you could relax in his room with one of his books.

Unfortunately there was one downside to being Loki's best friend and that was the royal events.

He had to attend a lot as a prince of asgard. You being his best friend and the only person that he wants with him at all times were always his plus one.

Soft music floated through the air of the ballroom, a glass in your hand that you're holding a little too tightly, a forced smile on your face internally cursing how weak you get for Loki's damn puppy eyes. 

Loki stood next to you giving you apologetic glances every few minutes since the man that was in front of you both had been just the latest of the many people who had approached Loki. 

After the man had finally excused himself, Loki immediately turned to you offering his hand.

"Care for a dance darling?~" 

Loki’s voice was a smooth purr he knew for a fact his teasing flirting would help ease the tension you felt from another person being too scared to even acknowledge you. 

"If you insist, my prince" 

 Loki huffs a slight laugh at you using his title as you set your glass down gently he doesn't take his eyes off you as always its like his eyes are just glued to you with a soft sigh you take his hand in yours, letting him lead you to the dance floor.

Dancing with Loki was just another benefit to being his best friend. 

It was always magically the way he’d focus on you as he spun you around his touch, always gentle never drifted or made you feel uncomfortable.

Even when he pulled you close, he was always careful, always watching your face for any hints of discomfort.

His sole focus on you never fails to make the room disappear like a spell.

The ball is finally winding down after four mindless hours of polite chatter and forced smiles without words. Loki leads you to his personal chambers as always that's where you destress after such mindless events.

As always as soon as you're in his room you lay down on the couch after kicking off your dreadful heels loki sits down next to you leaning his head on the back of the couch.

"darling?"

Loki's voice was soft while falling asleep.

"hm?"

you hum in response to be comfortable to really speak.

"Would it be possible to move to my bed to sleep properly? I think we'd be more comfortable."

You open your eyes to peek at him and Loki is already looking down at you with a soft nervousness in his eyes.

"Loki, we've been best friends for years, yes we can move to your bed to be more comfortable."

You sat up slowly definitely sleepy, you barely had time to let out a huff of annoyance that you'd have to take off your make up and the dress you had to wear for the royal event when in a flash of green your face was clean and you were suddenly in one of Loki's shirts and some sleep shorts. You looked over at him with a soft smile that made Loki smile back.

A few minutes later you're both lying in the silk sheets of his bed, your head on his chest, legs tangled. It was intimate but something about it being loki made it feel perfect like this was something you always did which to be fair boundaries with loki have never fully existed.

Loki's hand playing with your hair made you smile only took him a few minutes to get you to the edges of sleep. 

Loki on the other hand was now wide awake he couldn't keep in his feelings any longer and it was bubbling over while watching how you melted into him and trusted him so freely.

"I love you so much."  He spoke in a soft voice like one you'd use to worship.

It took you a moment to process what he had said, your tired brain so close to sleep you almost thought you imagined it but then you felt his hand cup your face to encourage you to look up at him you blinked a few times to clear the almost sleep from your eyes.

"I love you too Loki." 

Your voice is quiet from almost falling asleep.

"Grant me the honor of calling you mine?~" 

His voice is more rough now as he stares down into your eyes like you hung the stars.

"I'm as much yours as you are mine loki it's just official now~" you breathed out softly because of the way a god like him is so devoted to only you and isn't afraid to show it.

Loki cupped your chin and tilted it up and kissed you properly so soft and sweet like he could pour all his love for you into this kiss.

It didn't feel like a first, it wasn't rushed or clumsy, it was like coming home because it was.

When you both parted for air he smiled, kissing your forehead.

"Sleep my queen you’ll need your rest for later~"

Now safe and warm in his arms you feel truly at peace like you could face a thousand more royal events because you'd have Loki at your side. 

Drifting off to sleep you know one thing for certain… 

It always brings back bittersweet memories ever since he was unfrozen.

He is homesick for better times...

He misses the birthdays where his mother would save just enough money to be able to make a homemade meatloaf. It was rather simple not a lot of spices because of the great depression but it was the thought that counted. Something different then their usual stews that made him feel celebrated..

Times were so different back then..

He thinks as he trys and fails to focus on the newspaper on his lap.

Back when the weight of the world wasnt on his shoulders...

Dont get him wrong he doesnt regret becoming Captain America he loves it.

it truly it is his calling.

He just wishes more people saw him and not the shield..

He wishes he took more time for himself instead of always giving his all to everyone else.

Every year since he's been out of the ice it's been the same, he takes the day off usually to just keep to himself.

Beats having to pretend that he doesn't hate his birthday now...

But this year feels worse...

7:39 am

He finally gives up on reading the newspaper. Like normal steve leaves the place better then he found it. He makes sure to wash and dry his mug. He then puts the mug away for the next morning grasping at routine now. Its early enough that most of the team are still asleep so he doesnt have to worry about putting on that mask just yet.

He moves silently through the kitchen. Normally he would check to make sure he has all his mission reports from the last week done in vivid detail however he knows he doesnt have the focus or energy for that right now so he walks aimlessly.

He finds himself at your door he hadn't even thought about it subconsciously seeking your comfort. He knows he shouldnt wake you because its early and you dont have to be up for another few hours.

But for the first time in years he doesnt want to be alone on his birthday so he knocks on your bedroom door gently.

He waits a few minutes starting to feel unsure of himself even more so.

Just as hes about to knock again you open the door still half asleep.

You both stand there for a few minutes just staring at each other. you start to wake up more and a look of confusion and concern crosses your face as steve doesnt say anything immediately.

You hesitate because you've never seen Steve look so vulnerable. you look back at your alarm clock.

7:55 am

you look back at Steve who hasn't moved at all. He swallows nervously you can tell he's not even sure why he's here himself. You don't know what to say exactly and he looks one wrong word away from tears. so, you just step aside and wordlessly invite him into your room.

He takes a deep breath almost out of relief and then he walks in. you turn to him after closing the door.

Watching as he stands awkwardly in the middle of your room unsure of what to do or say. You want to ask what's wrong or ask why he's waking you up so early but something in those blue eyes that you love so much stops you from speaking.

Since words are failing both of you. after a brief pause you step forward until you are standing in front of him slowly, making sure he has time to move back he doesn't though, you gently take his hand into yours.

That's what brings the tears to his eyes how gentle you are, how you're not breaking the almost comfortable silence. you inhale sharply still confused but even more concerned now because this is so different from how Steve usually acts.

You step closer as you reach up with your free hand and wipe the tears as they fall from his eyelashes onto his cheeks. His breath is shaky now he's embarrassed that much is clear there is also such a deep longing in his eyes.

He can't stop the tears from falling so he looks away avoiding eye contact you finally break the silence with a soft concerned voice.

"...Steve?... how can I help you?"

He opens his mouth, but the words get stuck in his throat, so he exhales before speaking in a fragile quiet voice so unlike the normal steady tone your used to.

"...i just- I don't want to be alone right now..." his bottom lip trembles as he looks more and more anxious like hes half expecting you to just kick him out and go back to bed.

like he believes his emotions are a burden...

you watch him for a minute completely unsure of what to do or say because your kind of internally freaking out.

"uh... you don't have to be alone... um shit... do you want to lay down?"

your voice is full of concern and nervousness, as he finally looks back at you. He nods once not trusting his voice anymore you don't say anything else as you lead him over to your bed, he hesitates because he feels bad your still in your first year on the team and you're having to deal with your leader and mentor having a mental break down at 8 in the morning.

you get under the covers and get comfortable before you notice how he hesitates, so you open your arms and as soon as you do, he immediately kicks off his shoes at the same time taking his sweater off because he doesn't want to risk the fabric being uncomfortable against your skin. now in just a tank top and his sweatpants he crawls under the covers and into your arms laying his head on your chest and finally letting himself not be perfect for once.

you say nothing more as you run your hands through his soft hair.

An hour later his crying has slowed down, and he is breathing more steadily but he doesn't move from where you are holding him.

he does finally speak in a quiet broken voice.

"...I uh I am so sorry..."

you take a deep breath

"don't be I don't mind however I am still confused though"

you smile softly as he lets out a huff of what was almost a laugh as he realized he hadn't even explained anything. He takes a deep breath and speaks with a hoarse voice.

"I guess I should explain all of this todays my birthday and I guess I got in my head I miss how it used to be... everyone from my childhood is gone other than buck...and I... I guess it just hit harder this year..."

you sigh softly a little relived now that you know the reason behind him acting like this.

"that's understandable I can't imagine that being easy... I'm always here for you I know I'm still kind of new and you probably only came to me because the others ask way too many questions, but I would do this again if you ever needed someone to cry on"

Steve lets out a surprised chuckle.

"Your rather calm for seeing captain America break down." he says self deprecatingly

you take a deep breath before speaking in a soft but stern voice.

"You deserve to be able to cry and break down like this Steve your human with or without that shield."

He let's out a sigh of relief as you say that because everyone else seems to forget that.

"Thank you sweetheart that means a lot."

It was a cold rainy day. The mission was supposed to be a quick and easy mission but of course not so now after having to abandon the mission objective you're stuck with your captain in a cramped motel room in the middle of nowhere.

Steve kept as much distance as he could but after showers you both slipped into bed.

With the soft patter of rain and the exhaustion from the mission going sideways it doesn't take you long before you're half asleep and spooning him from behind you. 

You only come back to your senses because you can feel him shaking slightly.

“Steve?” your voice is soft with sleep and confusion 

“Y-yeah?” it comes out so quiet you almost miss it you can't miss the hitch in his breath though.

“What's wrong? Is it because I'm cuddling you? I can move, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.” as soon as you go to pull back he grabs your arm and holds you there

“Dont stop please…. I'm just… It's overwhelming but in a good way it's nice to be held like this…. I cant remember the last time i felt this way… I didn't really have the most time for physical affection before being frozen and now its… god its so difficult i went from women ignoring i exist to getting all this attention over night and then i got frozen and then now im so lost… Do you know what pegging is? I had a woman ask me if I'd let her do that to me on our first date. I had no idea what it was and Sam was no help. He laughed for like 30 minutes then he said I'd be better off not knowing.” he rambles on only stopping when he's breathless.

“Oh my god steve” you can't help but laugh a little at the last part of his ramble. His face falls a little as he rolls over to face you but this makes your faces very close and his cheeks redden.

“You're laughing at me..”  he whispers like he genuinely believes you're making fun of him.

“No steve im not laughing at you im laughing about the last part of what you said i am not laughing at you steve its understandable that you feel kind of lost right now i mean yeah dating now is a lot different then it was in your time its probably harder for you because your not only hot but a hero-” your words bring out a small dopey smile

“You really think I'm hot?” the way he says it makes it sound like he really didn't realize he could be seen as that attractive.

“Yes Steve, you're very very hot and I'd say a lot more but i dont want to ruin our friendship or scare you off” you run a hand through his hair and watch as he visibly shivers.

“You wont scare me away-” The sound he makes when your fingernails light scrape his scalp is a mix between a groan and a sigh. “god does that feel good please keep doing that” his eyes are half lidded while he speaks.

“Steve I'd be more concerned if you were unaffected by touch its been so long this is a normal reaction your touch starved and there's nothing wrong with that” as you whisper you move you other hand to run through his hair too and he gasps softly eyes fluttering god there is something about how sensitive he is.

“Can you keep doing that, forget what we should be doing just keep your hands on me..” his soft plea absolutely hits hard.