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Chapter 6

Slowly you followed the Captain back to his room, your body humming with excitement as he opened the door. A soft smile graced his face as you slowly walked in. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves, hearing the door close and lock behind him. Steve's hand brushed across your hip and his chest press against your back. Slowly he slid his hands up your sides, his fingers tip edgeing their way under the band of your sports bra.

"You feel tense." He whispered, dipping his head to place a feather light kiss on your shoulder. "We don't have to."

You spun around to face him, your lips finding his. Steve's grip on your ribs tighten as he pulled you flush against him, turning to press you into the door. His lips still moving against yours as he slipped both his hands under yours sports bra and pushed it upward. He broke the kiss and pulled it the rest of the way off before tossing it over his shoulder and his lips met yours again. You grasped at his shirt, wanting to feeling the heat of his bare skin against you.

Steve willingly reached back, grasping the fabric and tugged it over his head before dropping it to the floor. His eyes traveling over your naked torso, the corner of his mouth pulled up in a lopsided smile as his eyes reconnected with yours. He grasped your waist and turned you away from the door so your back was to the bed. His eyes locked onto yours as he pushed gently, his grip still on you so you walked back towards to the mattress.

Steve pushed you lightly once, you felt the back of your knees touch his bed and you sat down. Slowly crawling your way back towards the head board as he began to crawl his way up. His bright blues darkening the closer he got, he softly brought his hand to your hip as his lips found yours again. He nestled his lower body between your legs, his tongue darting into your mouth as you moaned softly to the roll of his hips.

He pressed down on your hip as he continued to roll his hips into you, and you could feel his hardness through your leggings. All you could think about was both of you were wearing far to much clothing. Slowly Steve's lips left yours trailing down the side of your neck, leaving little nips in his wake.

A sharp knock at his door startled the both of you and you groaned softly as Steve looked over his shoulder toward the door. There was a brief pause before who ever it was knocked again.

"Hey Steve, have you seen y/n?" Sam called out from the other side. "Tony is talking about having her help him with some coding or programming or some shit and the last anybody knew she was in training with you."

Steve sighed heavily and hung his head, his disheveled hair falling slightly forward as he did.

"Want me to tell him to fuck off?" You whispered trying to repress the urge to giggle. Slowly he lifted his head, brow raised and that boyish grin on his face. He rolled off to the side, and stared at the door for a bit. "I could."

"No, that won't stop him." Steve whispered back, before clearing his throat and speaking up. "Haven't seen her, she talked about going out for a run."

"If you see her tell her Tony's looking for her." Sam replied, before you heard the man on the other side of the door walk away.

Steve was propped up on his elbow, hand still resting on your hip as he looked you over. He leaned back in toward you, his lips softly touching yours again. He slid his hand up your hip, his finger tips brushing the under side of your breast before slowly cupping you. Steve fingers found your nipple and have a soft flick, causing you to gasp against his lips, his tongue darting into your open mouth. He pinched the erect bud lightly and giving it a soft tug, sending a wave of heat straight to your lower body.

He shifted so his muscular body was laying partially against your side and he grounded his hips into you. You could feel how hard he was against your thigh, a delightful shiver coursed it's way down your spine. Steve slowly trailed his finger tips lower to the waistband of your leggings, his fingers teasing lightly, slipping just barely under.

     "Rogers, I didn't peg you as a tease." You breathed as his lips parted from yours, slowly trailing down your neck again. He was taking his time, nipping and kissing making his way lower. You threaded your fingers through his hair, eyes closed as he kissed the swell of your breast.

    He slid his fingers farther into your leggings, sliding them over your damp panties. Steve flicked his tongue over your nipple and you moaned softly, arching your back at the contact. He rubbed his fingers over your covered folds, applying just the right amount of pressure.

   "Mmm, feel you wet." He murmured against your breast before enveloping your nipple in his warm mouth. You whimpered as he trailed his finger to the side of your panties pulling it to the side and swiping his finger over your bare core. Steve found your clit, and gently started to rub circles.

    "Captain Rogers, Tony is looking for Ms. y/l/n, he said the last point she was seen was walking into your room." FRIDAY announced on the overheard com. "He would very much like to speak with her."

   "Haven't seen her." Steve replied huskily, as his mouth moved away from your breast slowly trailing kiss down your stomach as he shifted himself lower on the bed.

   "Cameras shows she entered your room and hasn't emerged." FRIDAY replied, just as Steve was hooking his free hand into the waist band of your leggings.

   "She's not here." He almost growled back, slowly pulling the material down.

    "Sir, I must insist, Tony said it was of absolute importance that she come to his lab." The AI stated rather tersely.

    You groaned in reply and propped yourself up, Steve looked up at you, aggravation written all over his face.

    "Oh, this damn well better be important otherwise I'm going to throttle him." You stated as Steve rolled to the side so you could get up.

    You moved off the bed and fixed your leggings before looking around for your sports bra. You snagged it from under the desk that was in the corner and pulled on over your head. Making sure it was in place, you looked to Steve who had also gotten out of the bed and was waiting for you by the door.

    He gave you a gentle kiss as he reached for the door handle.

   "Don't go anywhere, I plan on is finishing this." You smirked as he opened the door for you.

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CHAPTER 4

Adult content

    That night you returned to your room shortly after the kiss that left you slight wordless. Where had that come from? Never had a kiss left you feeling so frazzled, you had been wanting to kiss him since you met him but had thought he would never be the type to be interested in you that way. Well, that was up until the night in the gym, but still, to have him kiss you with that level of intensity. Made you wonder what else the Captain was holding back.

      You changed into a tank top and shorts and crawled into bed, you laid back staring up at the ceiling. Trying to reason it away, thinking maybe it was just cause it had been so long since you had been physical with a man. You tossed and turned trying not to think about the kiss, after all you had egged him on, not thinking he would actually go through with it.

     You heard a door open and close to one of the rooms next to yours. It was Steve's, coming from the right handed side of your room. It was quiet for a while, you wondered if the kiss had the same effect on him as it had you, which was silly. Then you heard it, softly at first and you had to strain yourself to make sure you weren't hearing things. A soft moan came from Steve's room, it wasn't the first time you had heard him like this. And unlike the sounds that came from Bucky's room, Steve's actually made you hot.

      The thought of Steve pleasuring himself always did things to you. Hearing the soft deep moans, and dear lord when he whimpered, always made wish you could see what he was doing. You thought about how his eyes would screwed shut, maybe he would be biting that full bottom lip while his hand was wrapped around his cock. You wondered if he thought about you when he would slowly be pumping himself, while his other hand gripped the sheets. You felt a rush of heat go straight to your core, wetness flooding your panties at the idea of Steve thinking about you under him.

    Fuck, the idea of him being on top of you, his strong arms caged on either side of your head, while his hips grounded into you. You let your hand travel down your own body, your finger tips slipping under the waist band of your shorts. You pressed one finger on your clit over your dampen panties, slowly rubbing the sensitive nerves. Steve let out of another deep throaty moan, and you tilted your head back, think about him making that noise while he pushed himself further into you. A whimper escaping your lips as you continued to apply the right amount of pressure to your clit.

    "Fuck." You breathed, arching your back as your quickened your pace, and then you heard Steve call your name softly.

    Your eyes shot open when you realized that his voice no longer was coming from the room next to yours but from out in the hall. You pulled your hand out of your pants, breathing slightly harder then you should as you stared at your door. Slowly you pulled yourself from your bed and you swallowed thickly as a round of nervousness kicked in through you.

    This is ridiculous, you thought to yourself momentarily, you were the one that started this. You wanted the Captain as a new fuck buddy and now, you were feeling like a teenage school girl at thought of having sex with him. What the hell happened to the badass bitch from a couple nights ago?

    "Y/n." You heard Steve growl at your door. "Open up, I can hear you in there, I know your awake."

    You took a deep steadying breath and walked over to your door, opening it up. Steve's hair was disheveled, and sweat glistened on his bare torso. The was a feral look in those dark blue eyes as they traveled over your body, he took a heavy step in and slammed the door shut behind him.

In an instant Steve's lips were on yours, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he walked you backwards to your bed. The mattress hit the back of your knees and you fell back on your butt breaking the kiss. He stared down at you, his hand sliding up to cup your cheek tenderly. Steve flicked his thumb over your lips and instinctively you parted your lips flicking your tongue out against the calloused pad.

He sucked in his bottom lip as he watched you take his thumb in your mouth, rolling your tongue over it. A soft moan escaped his lips as he just stood there watching you suck on his thumb. You slid your hand up his inner thigh, bringing the palm of your hand to the junction of where his legs met, cupping his balls softly. His eyes closed and his head tilted back, you continued to slide your hand upward, feeling the length and girth of him through his shorts.

You swirled your tongue around his thumb again, as you took hold of cover cock the best you could and pumped him through the material. Steve whimpered in response, he looked back down at you and pulled his thumb from your mouth. You notice that the fabric at the top were the head of cock was had darkened, dampened by the precum moistening his tip of his member. You licked your lick, looking at the spot as you continued to stroke him through the fabric. Steve grasped the top of the shorts and pushed them down just far enough to free himself.

"I want to feel what that filthy little mouth of yours is like." He stated huskily, his hand slowly snaking to the back of your head, pushing you toward his length.

"Hey! Y/n, are you going to go to bed or just sit outside?" Sam asked, as Bucky gathered the remaining empty beer bottles.

You looked over and noticed Natasha was missing. The fire had started to die back a bit, which was fine, the cool air felt welcomed on your heated skin. You were thankful it was dark out, that way no one would noticed that you had spaced out and were day dreaming.

"Think I'll sit outside a bit longer." You breathed out, trying to shake the dirty thoughts that were currently running through your head.

"Alright, suit yourself. Steve, you staying?" Bucky asked, your eyes widening a bit as you looked over to where he had been seated.

Steve was reclined back, his eyes were on you again. You swallowed thickly as he just nodded his response. Bucky and Sam both left, leaving you and him alone out in the dark with a slowly dwindling fire. You focused on the low flickers of orange and red, trying to quell the rapid beat of your heart.

"You've been quiet." Steve finally spoke up, his voice low and heavy.

"I have." You finally mustered back, feeling like an idiot.

You heard him move, and out of the corner of your eye you saw him stand. He moved his chair next yours and sat back down, you took a deep breath, and desperately tried not to look over at him.

"What have you been think about?" He asked, bring his hand up and brushing the hair away from your face. How about the fact I had been day dreaming wanting to suck your cock?

"Not much, just kinda zoned out." You recovered looking over at him.

He grasped you by the back of the head suddenly and brought your lips to his, your hands drifting to his chest again. His tongue invaded your mouth once more, sending a fire through your body, sucking the air right out of you. He broke the kiss suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"God, I want you but not tonight, not while either of us have been drinking." He stated, slowly untangling his fist from your hair.

"Really?" You asked back, narrowing your eyes at him as he stood.

"As much as I want to, I want both of us to have a clear head." He gave you a sly smile, holding is hand out to help you from your seat.

Chapter 5

Some adult content

    You woke late the next morning, and slowly crawled out of your bed. Rubbing your face you noticed it was half pass ten and groaned. You were late to training, and Steve was stickler for lateness. You dressed in a sports bra and leggings as fast as you could, slipping your feet into to your trainers as you staggered out of your room. You rushed down the halls to the training room, hoping he would forgive you on your being late this one time.

Steve, fuck, hopefully he would be able to come off as he did before he kissed you. Oh that kiss, the one that sent sparks straight through your body leaving wanting and needing more. You tried to open the door as quietly as possible, new recruits were already paired off and sparring. You had agreed a while ago to help the Captain with training them, mainly you did it cause you wanted to know him better. Your grandfather had told you stories of the man, he had once been in Germany, long ago. The story forever seared into to your head, one with chunks of cement, bombs, blood, death and a patriotic shield.

You had grown up your whole life hearing of the story of a man dressed in blue, red and white. The man who had saved your grandfathers life, long before your parents were born, long before he had met his wife. And that man who had saved him was currently glaring across the room through the throng of young cadets right at you. His arms crossed over that large muscly chest of his, the tight white Under Armour shirt moments from tearing free. You swallowed as you held your head high and crossed the room to him, his steely gaze baring into you as you did.

"You're late." He stated, his tone harsh as his penetrating blue gaze lingered on your lips.

"I was up late Captain, my apologies, I'll make sure that doesn't happen again." You responded, turning to face the class next to him, a heavy steady thump in your chest.

"I know you won't." He whispered before clapping his hands getting everyone's attention. "Alright recruits, now I'm going to show you how to take down your opponent a different way."

All eyes were trained on the two of you and even as capable as you were during drills nothing could of prepared you for this. You came at Steve and some how, though you thought you had the upper hand next thing you knew was you were sprawled out on your back, beneath him. Steve had your hands pinned over your head, his hips snug against yours between your thighs. Heated pooled into your core, and he seemed not to noticed as he looked up at the group watching.

"Alright, you guys try." He stated, watching as the recruits paired back off leaving the two of you. He looked down at you, a small grin pulling at the side of his mouth as he pressed his hips into you a bit harder before standing.

You could feel heat rising to your cheeks, and you snagged his hand as he stretched it out to help you up.

"Looks like you could use some extra work." He smirked, turning to face everyone.

"Really? Maybe I could con you into a private lesson." You whispered back to him, you saw him smile from the corner of your eye.

"We're going to have to make sure you're stretched out first, down want to injure you right off the back." He whispered right back, all you could was roll your eyes at his retort. Who knew the captain would be good at innuendos, or maybe he was serious, all you could do was stare straight ahead watching at the team before you attempted to recreate the take down that he had done to you.

    "All everyone's attention, I'll go through it one more time." Steve bellowed, one more time turned into three, and each time when he dismissed the class he would add a gentle roll of his hip.

     It was driving you crazy, having your arms pinned above your head by him. The rolling of his hips wasn't helping, it was just making you more frustrated, and the class seemed to go on forever. All you wanted was him alone, in one of your rooms, with way less people and absolutely no clothing. By the forth time he called to go over it, he added saying that cause you were still in guard, your legs around his hips, that you were still in control. He added that since he was a super soldier that it wouldn't matter much who was in guard but under a normal situation that you shouldnt allow your opponent to have that position.

    So as you got into place to come at it him you had your plan formulated. He took you down just like he the three times before, but just as he would of rolled his hips you dug your heels into the mat and pushed back. You bridged your back upward into him, slowing rolling the entire length of your torso into his chest. Pushing his body up as you bridged fully, supporting your weight at the crown of your head and your feet.

     You rolled to your side, catching him off guard and flipped onto your front. Your arms were crossed before you and you had your knees tucked under your body. His body was wrapped around behind you, and you could feel his half hardened length pressed against you. You felt him take a deep breath, his grip on your wrists tightening and you could feel the muscles in his thighs flex as he fought back the urge to press his hips into you again.

"Class dismissed!" The Captain bellowed slowly sitting up, his hand trailing down your spine as he did.

You slowly sat up, your body almost pressed against his as everyone filed out, almost completely in his lap. Once the door latched closed Steve reached around gently grasping your throat as he did and pulled you so you were flush against him. His breath heavy against your neck, the tip of his nose slowing traveling up the side of your throat.

"You're playing with fire." He whispered, a soft moan escaped your parts lips at the implications of his word.

"You started this." You whispered back, Steve reached around with his other hand and cupped your breast through your sports bra, his finger tips stroking the material till your nipple hardened. "I never thought captain America would be dominant like this."

"You have no idea what I'm capable of." He murmured, nipping the side of your neck, his finger tips rolling your nipple between them as he tighten the grip on your throat a bit more. You could feel how hard he was, and his hips lifted up, grinding his erection into you further. "I haven't decided if I want you slow and take my time or I want to fuck your brains out, and leave you a whimpering mess."

"Never knew you had a filthy mouth, Captain." You shot right back, hearing him groan at you saying his rank.

"My room, now!" He growled.

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CHAPTER 3

It had been a couple days since your talk with the Captain, and you had been busy. Between training, working out, small recon missions you always seemed to have someone around. And it was driving him crazy, he had spent most of that first night thinking over what you had said and strongly contemplated whether or not he could handle a relationship like you had described. Being friends with someone who he could occasionally have sex with. He wasn't going to lie to himself and say that he hadn't found you attractive, in fact he had found you very attractive the first time he had met you.

You had told him that you let men approach you on the subject, and he had been trying to find a way to talk to you about it but there never seemed to be an opportunity. Just like tonight a small group of you sat around a bonfire enjoying the beginning to the autumn weather. It was the usual suspects, Sam and Bucky, and then you and Natasha. You had a beer in your hand, sitting back in the plastic lawn chair, your face lit up from the fire, and that ever present smirk that usually meant trouble.

"So Nat, any prospects on the horizon?" You said, she picked at the label on her beer and tossed some of the paper into the fire.

"No." She replied with a heavy sigh.

"What about what's his name? The one agent?" Sam asked, suddenly perking up, leaning slightly to the side on the arm of his chair.

"Yeah, he's to... passive." She stated, bringing the bottle to her lips and taking a swig of it.

"Thought you'd be into that." Bucky stated, looking over to her.

"Not in a relationship. Yeah, when on missions I play that dominant role, but outside that." She shrugged, you knew exactly what she meant.

"You want someone who will take charge." You stated, she looked up across the fire at you, smile spreading across her face as she nodded.

"Yes, but guys like that.." she smirked over. "Are intimidated by women like us."

"Like what?" Bucky asked, whipping his head over from you to her, face scrunching up in confusion.

"Strong, confidant, and sexual women. Men generally don't go after women like us, they want women who are passive to start with." You explained keeping eye contact with her before slowly looking over at the other former assassin.

"And maybe I'm just speaking for myself, but I want a man to show me he can keep up with me." She added, you turned your attention back to her and raised you beer slightly in her direction.

"Amen to that sister." You smirked, your eyes drifted over to Steve who had been quiet most of the night.

He was watching you, and you were sure he had been for a while. You had seen him out of the corner of eye for days now, lingering. From the way he acted you knew he wanted to talk to you and you being the strong independent woman you were decided to make him wait and stew. Prolonging every moment with someone else, watching that hungry look in his eye.

"We're out." Sam stated holding the empty beer case up.

"I'll get it." You said softly, locking eyes with Steve before standing and walking back to the back compound door.

You entered the kitchen and dimmed the lights cause the bright light reflecting off of all the white surfaces hurt your eyes. You walked over to the fridge and pulled a fresh case out, and you could feel the warmth behind you. You grinned to yourself before recomposing yourself and turning.

Steve was almost flush up against you, his blue eyes biting into you with that hungry look you had grown accustomed to seeing. You actually hadn't expected him to get so close like this.

"Can I help you Captain?" You asked, tilting your head a bit.

"I want it." He stated, and even though you knew what he was referring to you still had to make him show you.

"Tisk, tisk, Steve, you gotta show me." You said in a hushed tone, before starting to step around him.

He snagged the inside of your elbow roughly and pulled you back in front of him. Your eye brow raised, and you could see him thinking it through again. His eyes dropping to your lips before raising to meet yours again. He released your elbow, and took a small step back.

"I know you want to." You whispered, stepping up to him, bodies almost touching. His eyes dropped back to your lips, his tongue darting out over his own lip. "But you gotta show me you want it."

That was all he need, his arm snaked in behind your waist. He pulled you flush against his chest, he was taking his time or stalling, you weren't sure but it was driving you crazy. You hadn't anticipated something so much and yet here you were your heart thudding a bit harder then normal. He leaned in, his lips brushing yours gently, feather light before pulling back. His eyes scanning your face before he his lips crashed back into yours with a hunger that you hadn't felt before.

For a man who hadn't had any luck with the ladies back in the day, he sure knew what he was doing. His tongue slipped into you mouth, caressing against yours as his arm tightened around you. Heat spread through your body, and it felt like the air was being sucked from the room. His mouth moved against yours with need as he pushed you against the fridge his body never leaving yours.

     Your whole body was warm and your nerves were humming by the time he broke the kiss. You looked up into those dark blues as Steve took a step back from you, a slow coy smile pulling at corner of his mouth. You knew when you started this you had been in control, watching him flounder at the thought of sex without attachment but now, after that kiss.

      He managed to gain the upper hand, he had you wanting more, you wanted to kiss him again. You wanted to feel that mouth in other wonderful, sinful and delightful places. Yet all he could was smirk, something you didn't see Steve do all that often. It looked hella sexy on him, there was a mischievous glint in his eye to top it off.

     "Fuck." You whispered, it was that moment Bucky choose to walk in. Steve kept his gaze on you as the Cold War Relic walked in, grabbing the six pack from your hand.

    "How long does it take to grab a case?" Bucky snarked, brushing past Steve on his return trip out. "You comin' punk?"

    "I'll be out in minute, Buck." Steve replied, his eyes never wavering from you.

     Steve walked back to you the minute Bucky walked out of the room, his hot full lips greeted yours once more. His fingertips gripping your hips tight as he pressed you up against the fridge. And just soon as he did he turned and left, taking with him any rational though you had.