#stevecest

and what about the very vivid visual *you* just beamed into *my* brain because I SCREAMT

2012!steve being able to physically overpower eg!steve but he doesn't want to, so he stays where he's put and does what he's told

2012!steve not knowing yet what he likes and what feels good but who could possibly know that better than eg!steve who is currently playing his body like an instrument

eg!steve thinking to himself jesus i was mouthy in my twenties

eg!steve knowing exactly what kind of dirty talk gets 2012!steve off (what if tony walked in right now and saw you taking it in the uniform he made for you? you think he'd still call you cap? you'd let him do this to you if he wanted, wouldn't you?)

I'm working on multiple projects right now. All I can say is, look forward to when they come out :D

Anyway, here's a ship you don't see everyday.

Rating: Explicit Universe: Captain America - All Media Types Pairings: Steve Rogers/Himself Characters: Steve Rogers Warnings: Sexual Content Major Tags: Masturbation, Bathing/Washing, Bath Sex, Bubble Bath, Sex Toys, Bottom Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers Deserves a Break Word count: 200 - Double Drabble

Summery: It's been a long, hard week for Steve. So he takes a bath with one of his toys to relax.

For the: ✦ @stevecentricseptember​​ Round 1 prompt  “Riding (nsfw)”

Read below or on AO3 >HERE<

     (★) ─  Coming back to Avengers Tower after everything that had happened in DC was both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, it was nice to be back in New York, but on the other Steve missed having some semblance of a ‘normal’ lifestyle -- at least in the tower, it would be JARVIS keeping an eye on him and not SHIELD. Now, however, there wasn’t any SHIELD to monitor anyone. Perhaps he should feel guilty about that, but when HYDRA had been behind it all it was difficult to muster up anything but relief from ending that reign of terror. It did mean though that tomorrow Steve could go apartment hunting: try to find a quiet place in Brooklyn.      Not a lot surprised Steve Rogers anymore; waking up seventy years in the future and fighting an invading alien army tended to have that effect. However, seeing the lights on in the lab and not hearing the usual cursing from the ever-tinkering Tony, was a bit odd. Truth be told, the Super Soldier was tired -- all he really wanted to do was turn in for the evening -- and while he was sure JARVIS would let Tony know he’d shown up, it was rude not to at least greet his teammate and friend.      The lab wasn’t exactly a private space, but it had always been some unspoken agreement between all of them that the room belonged to Tony -- perhaps even Bruce who would use it on occasions. Even so, after the third time he knocked, Steve pushed the ajar door open with a curious furrow in his brow. “Tony?” No one. The room was completely empty. “JARVIS, where’s Tony?” The blond questioned, moving further into the room. Instantly he was on alert, shoulders squared and eyes scanning for any intruders.

     “Sir is currently at the MET for a                 STARK Industries fundraiser gala."

     A cold chill ran down the Captain’s spin the moment his eyes landed on the floating yellow stone, laying next to it was Loki’s scepter, the blue gem that hat rested near its tip lay shattered into a million pieces. Without thought, Steve’s dropped his duffle bag and in a few long strides is at the table. A million things are twisting around inside him: frustration, anger, disappointment... fear.

     How could Tony still be experimenting with this thing? When they needed it to figure out a way to stop Loki, sure. Steve hadn’t liked it, but at the time it had been their only lead.... but now!? How--Why hadn’t Tony said anything to him? It was a question with an obvious answer, Steve knew it before he’d even asked himself: because he wouldn’t have approved. At least he rather believe that than the darker whisper in the back of his mind: ‘He doesn’t trust you.’      His thoughts twisted and morphed into unspeakable ideas, pulling from something so deep in him Steve hadn’t even realized it existed. It took him longer than it should to realize it was the stone; it was contorting his mind just like it had done to the group of them all that time ago when they had foolishly thought they had Loki in their custody. Shaking his head, he reached out snatching the gem from the air.      It had been a bad idea! He knew that the second his fist encircled the stone. What had he been planning on doing with it anyway!? Putting it back in the scepter clearly wasn’t going to happen with the crystal broken into countless pieces! ‘Really, Rogers, this was really the most stupid thing you could have done!’      Pain instantly shot up his arm and then it was everywhere. Even Project Rebirth hadn’t hurt this bad. Dimly, he was aware of an ear-splitting noise, that he soon figured out was the sound of his own screaming. In reality, it probably lasted no more than a few moments, but it felt like an eternity of him just standing there in pain far beyond anything words could comprehend; agony didn’t go far enough. It felt like everything in him was ripping apart atom by atom and he could feel every molecule of it all.      It took everything in him, but Steve willed his hand -- which at this point had started glowing a bright yellow, or rather the stone was shining so bright it was making his hand look florescent -- to open. The moment the gem hit the floor, Steve was thrown violently backward. He wasn’t conscious when he hit the floor with a loud thud.

     A loud pulsating pain right between his eyes was the first thing he was aware of. There was a noise--or rather a voice saying something, but it was too muffled for his brain to comprehend. Too far away. Too distorted. Too familiar--With a pained groan, the blond tried to focus, brows pulling together as he willed himself to concentrate, to focus on that far too loud noise. Maybe if he could get it to stop his head would stop feeling like someone had taken an ax to his skull...

         “Ca--gers? Captain--               Shall I --form Sir--                     ......            Captain Rogers?                Shall I inform Sir                     of your current predicament?” 

     “No--” Steve coughed, a hand reaching up to rub his forehead. His limbs felt too heavy and the coordination in his fingers was too stiff. “--No, JARVIS.” When he spoke again he at least sounded more sturdy than he felt. “I’m fine.” Even being an AI, Steve could practically feel the computer’s disagreement hanging in the heavy silence that enveloped the room.      Steve didn’t want to move, afraid that if he did his body would suddenly process whatever pain it was obviously too shocked to deal with at the moment. The only thing that hurt now was his head, and that was bad enough! But then there was a noise, and blue eyes snapped open for the first time since he touched the stone. The room was bright, possibly too bright, because it was difficult for him to see beyond the harsh fluorescent lights that beamed down at him from his spot on the floor. There was that noise again, and against his better judgment, Steve moved it what could only be described as a flail. He pushed himself upright, arms flailing outwards, grasping for whatever was nearby that could be used as a weapon. 

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