Somethin New
Pairing: Steve x Reader
Summary: You and Steve were no strangers to trying new things in the bedroom, but when he suggested something a little... different you were nervous- and excited.
Warnings: Spelling/grammar issues, cursing, NSFW, smut, sort of public? Public teasing/fingering (m/f receiving)
Word Count: 742
A/N: So I randomly thought of this yesterday, I don't know if it's good because I never write smut. This is for @saiyanprincessswanie 500 followers writing challenge! Congratulations hun you deserve them all and more!!!
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Sitting down next to Steve at the Avengers dinner table, you glance around at your adopted family as you all prepare to eat. You shift uncomfortably in your seat. As everyone begins eating their steak you jolt slightly next to Steve, the remote-controlled vibrator on your clit jumping to life. He smirks at you knowingly, the controller concealed in his jean pocket. You ignore the sensation and the rapidly growing wetness in your panties, instead starting to eat your salad. You stifle a moan, instead biting down on your cheek when Steve turns it to a higher level. Several minutes later you're completely soaked, the vibrations driving you crazy as you silently beg Steve with your eyes.
"So when's the next mission?" He asks Tony, ignoring you. His Captain's voice turns you on even more.
You whimper, biting your lip as he turns it up again, still talking to Tony and not even looking at you.
You were so focused on the maddening but too light pleasure between your thighs that you jump slightly when you hear Natasha's voice, "Are you okay? You look a little pale," She says, giving you a confused look.
You force yourself to take a deep breath as you try to focus on something other than your throbbing clit. "I don't feel very well," you tell her honestly, your attempt to shift your focus failing as the vibration becomes unbearable- And Steve's large, warm hand creeping up your thigh definitely wasn't helping.
"Should you go lay down?" She asks, sounding very much like a mother hen.
You shake your head meekly. "I'll be okay." Trying to convince her or yourself it's impossible to say.
Natasha gives you a 'you don't look okay' look but shifts her attention and starts talking to Clint. Steve leans in next to your ear, his beard brushing your neck deliciously as you clench your thighs together hopelessly. "Do you need to cum, baby girl?" He whispers, low enough that no one would hear. The thought that only you two know what's happening further soaks you.
You let out a small whimper that he feels more than hears and he feels himself grow hard in his jeans.
His fingers creep under your skirt beneath the table, moving your panties to the side and grazing your folds insanely gently, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise at the wetness gathered there. You bite your lip harshly, trying to keep from moaning obscenely. You're so close. You groan in frustration when he pulls his hand away. "Don't you dare cum," he growls in the back of his throat. "If you cum now it'll be the last time for a month," he threatens, his words making you shudder as his fingers return.
You drop your fork, face reddening at the intense pleasure he's now providing you.
A new light dances in your eyes as an idea washes over you.
As everyone remains caught up talking amongst themselves, you run your finger over Steve's thigh seductively before receiving a warning glare.
Ignoring his expression, you run your fingertips over his strained length, smirking slightly when he muffles a groan.
You palm him teasingly as he scowls at you, his hand circling your wrist and stopping your movements. "Stop being such a fucking tease," he growls, eyes storm grey.
"You're the tease," you retort, eyes defiant.
“Then tell me what you want. I’m not a mind reader, babygirl.”
"I want you to take me back to our room and fuck me til I can't walk," you say through gritted teeth, trying to keep your face neutral.
His body tenses at your words and it takes all his willpower not to bend you over the table and take you right there. In retaliation to your words, he turns up the vibrator again, the sensation becoming unbearable to the point that you dig your fingernails into his thickly corded thighs.
"Don't say anything you'll regret, darling.' His Brooklyn accent becoming stronger.
"I said fuck me, Captain."
"Be careful what you wish for." You hear an underlying current of warning in his voice and lust glinting in his dark eyes at the use of his title. You gasp in surprise as he jerks you both to your feet, his hand still locked around your wrist tightly as he drags you down the hallway and into the elevator as everyone's shocked gaze follows you.
You're going to get exactly what you wished for.
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