Photograph pt.1 Pairings | Steve Rogers x female!reader Warnings | breeding kink, kinda dirty talk, implied smut Word count | 330 Summary | you find out what photo your husband keeps in his wallet
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You hadn't noticed it until now, but through the cloudy window of plastic that the photo sat behind in his wallet - probably so misty with collected dust and dirt because who knows how long it'd been since he'd cleaned that thing - you could just make out what it was.
Oh.
You didn't realise that was what Steve meant when he said he'd put a picture of your son in his wallet.
As your husband fished around for some change in one of the zip compartments, you studied the picture of you, on your wedding night, with your legs spread wide and his cum dripping from your folds.
Fuck.
That was hot.
"You good, honey?" Steve asked, placing a warm hand on your lower back as he peered at you through his lashes. You snapped out your aroused daze to realise that the wallet was back in his pocket and he was guiding you out of the shop.
"Y-yeah."
"You sure?" Steve asked again, amusement lacing his eyes as he peered at you. You nodded quickly, eyes darting back to look at the pocket containing his wallet. "You look...troubled."
You swallowed thickly, "I hadn't seen what picture was in your wallet before, is all."
Steve's lips pulled up into a proud grin.
"And you liked it?" He mumbled, brushing the hair from your neck to place a soft kiss there. You shivered.
"Very much." You whispered back and he grinned wider, somehow.
Steve backed you against the nearest wall, out the way of the other shoppers walking to and fro.
"Well, maybe, when we get home, we can recreate the photo." Steve mumbled against your ear, "after all, James gets awfully lonely and could use a sibling."
You swallowed heavily, eyes glued to Steve's blue ones as you nodded.
