#steeb

“That’s it, such a good girl.”

Steve looks up at you. Eyes half lidded and jaw slack, he’s doing the best he can to restrain himself from taking over. He can’t do it, not yet anyway. You look too perfect bouncing up and down on his cock for him to stop you now.

“Gettin’ all those big thoughts outta that dumb little head of yours?”

Your head nods dumbly, eyes barely able to focus on the man under you as you grind yourself against him, moving just enough that the thick head of his cock keeps nudging at that sweet spot deep inside you.

You’ve made yourself cum a few times this way already, the extra stimulation of his big thumb resting where you can rub your clit against it continuously sending those extra shock waves through you.

“You work so hard all day, baby. Needed this real bad, didn’t you?”

“Y-yes,” you whine out, another orgasm building up inside you. Your body starts to shake in anticipation, and Steve’s big arms wrap around you to pull you closer.

“Here, baby, let me take care of you,” Steve says as he shifts the both of you, getting himself in a better position. “Gonna fuck you until you forget your own name.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, giving him sloppy kisses on his neck as he starts to fuck into you slowly. You cant stifle the moan that comes out when he starts to pick up the pace. Your panting into his neck, head bouncing against his shoulder as his pace becomes relentless.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Steve groans, grip on your ass tightening as he drills into you. Before you can even comprehend it, your body is spasming, clenching around him as you cum all over his cock.

Steve gasps, hissing through his teeth as he starts to fill you up. He holds your body flush against his, as if you were going to float away if he didn’t hold on.

Sure, we think about enhanced eyesight and hearing a lot. Sometimes even enhanced smell. We talk about how that might be overstimulating.

But what about enhanced taste?

It’s no surprise that the food in the 21st century was far more flavorful than the food he grew up with. And he loves the idea of trying new cuisines, expanding his tastes. But do the extra flavors, extra spices and seasonings, do they get overwhelming? When he cooks for people, does he forget how much spice he needs to add for other people because even he can taste even the minimal flavor addition? Does the team tease him for his white boy “salt is the only necessary ‘spice’” meals because he adds so little so that he can taste it without being overwhelmed?

And what about sensation?

How often does he get overstimulated because he can feel even the weakest wind against his skin, do the clothes others call soft still irritate his skin? He tends to run hot, but does his body still react the smallest changes in temperature? Does he have to be careful about how he moves because his body senses the smallest movement and gives him vertigo, or does he simply always know where he is in space and never loses his balance?

And what about pain?

How often does he deflect with “it will heal soon” when asked if he’s hurt after a mission? He lived his entire life in pain before the serum, he knows how to live with it, but how well can he hide not just the fact that despite his quick healing, it still hurts, but it actually hurts more intensely? That sometimes even minor injuries, a scratch or a hit that doesn’t even leave a bruise, hurt like a stab wound or a broken bone for the seconds to minutes before they heal?

Living up to my new username heh