IN THE SILENCE: a Steve Rogers Story

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Steve kissed down my neck as I fumbled with taking his sweatpants off of his body.

He grabbed my shirt and threw it over my head. I pulled his shirt off.

"That shirt doesn't fit you."

"Yeah."

I giggled and pulled him into another kiss.

I decided to kick his feet out and get on top of him. He grunted as I made him lie flat on his back and got on his lap.

"Really?"

"Yep." I whispered.

He pulled his sweatpants all the way off. Mine were already somewhere around the room.

Steve sat up against the headboard. I threw my bralette off.

Steve took a quick glance before looking back in my eyes.

"Are you on birth control?"

"Mhm."

"Good."

He took off his boxers. I slid off of him to take my panties off.

I got back on top of him. He was pumping himself.

This man had girth.

"You were not packing that in your tiny body." I said.

He chuckled. "No."

I nodded and lined up with him.

"Is this your first time since 1943?" I asked.

"Yes." He whispered.

"First time a girl has taken top?" I asked. I was teasing his cock by sliding it over my folds.

"Aria." He whined.

I chuckled and lined myself up again. I slowly sunk down on him.

He watched as I did. His hands held my waist. Shit he was stretching me out.

I got balls deep. Wow he was huge.

I held his shoulders, getting myself used to his size.

I slowly started moving. Steve set his head back on the headboard.

He would never admit how submissive he was. But there I was..sitting on his dick. And he seemed to be enjoying it.

My movements became more precise. I hadn't really done this before. Just seen it on movies, or watching porn.

Steve's fingers caressed my waist. That made me weak. His thumb sliding across my skin sent more butterflies to my stomach than having him inside of me.

"You okay?" He asked. I looked up at him.

He was flushed, but smiling.

"Yeah I'm okay."

"Do you want me to take top?" He asked.

"Kinda." I whispered.

"That's fine." He said.

He picked me up like I was a feather to him.

Somehow he stayed inside me the whole time as he set me down.

His dog tags hung down. They ended up sitting on my chest.

"Here- for now." I said. I took his tags off and put them on me.

He looked at me and smiled. A blush crept up on his cheeks.

"I- that was... wow."

"Steve. Just fuck me." I whispered. "Show me how that made you feel."

He smiled and pecked my lips.

He started slowly moving in and out. He felt so good already.

I closed my eyes. He peppered kisses down my neck and shoulder as he started speeding up.

I let the pleasure take over my body. I let out a little moan as he slammed his hips up, getting balls deep in me.

"Yeah? You like that ar? Tell me how much you like me inside of you."

"I love it." I whispered.

"Yeah? I love being inside you too." He whispered. I unintentionally clenched on him, making him moan.

"Shit sweetheart."

"Sorry." I whispered.

He pecked my lips. I opened my eyes. "Don't apologize." He whispered.

Everything that Steve and I had ever fought about was out the window. This made up for everything.

But then I thought about fury.

"Oh my god are fury and strike still outside?" I whispered.

"No. I don't think." He said. He grabbed his phone while still moving.

"No they're driving." He said. He threw his phone down.

I didn't realize how close I was until he kissed me again.

I pulled away. "Steve I'm close."

"Me too." He whispered.

He slammed into me a few more times.

"I'm cumming." I whispered. A wave of pleasure washed over me as I came all over his cock.

He quickly followed, finishing inside of me, his hot cum filling me up. We both moaned lightly.

Steve pulled out. I whined, already missing him.

"I can go for another round if you can." He said. I smiled.

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Steve grunted as he came in me for the third time tonight.

I was so worn out. Somehow I loved it though because I knew that he would now baby me.

Steve laid down beside me, catching his breath.

"Oh my god." I whispered.

"Yeah." He smiled.

I closed my eyes and laid back.

"Wait- hold on." He said. "Come shower off." He said.

"Steve I'm so tired."

"Come on."

I sighed and got up. My legs were shaking.

Steve started the shower in my bathroom. I had my hands around myself.

Steve checked the water before letting me in. He quickly followed.

I stood under the water. I felt Steve's stare on me.

Something about the euphoric still after sex was awkward yet needed.

Steve stepped closer and moved my chin up. I stared at him.

"We broke our one rule." He whispered.

"It got a lot of pent up anger out though."

"That it did."

He kissed my lips softly. "It was nice." He whispered.

I smiled and stared at him. "I agree."

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Steve and I had finished showering. Now we were just laying in bed. He had his boxers back on. I was in his long sleeve that he was wearing earlier, and some panties.

My head was on his chest as he stroked my hair. The tv was on.

My eyes were closed. I was exhausted.

But so happy.

Somehow finally admitting that I had feelings for him was also admitting to myself. I needed it.

Steve ended up turning off the lamp next to him and laying back more. I wrapped my leg around him as he put the blankets over us more.

"Goodnight." He whispered.

"Goodnight."