❨𝑹𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑵 . . . 𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘 𝑖 ❩ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ━━━ 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚅𝙴 𝚁𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂 / ❛ everywhere she goes, 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙚 and we 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙧 for it ❜
━━━━━━━━━━━━ ∘༄⋅° 𝐓𝐄𝐍, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔
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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙴𝙽 !
𝙽 𝙴 𝚆 𝚈 𝙾 𝚁 𝙺, ❨𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴❩
"HOW ARE YOUdoing?" Steve asks Liayae, watching her as she released her silver hair from the braids sitting intricately at the back of her head, her deft fingers tugging at a small knot. "Alright," she replies in her accented voice, the one that Steve fell in love with a few years back. "I'm sorry about your friend." Steve says nothing, nodding to her words. He walks up behind her, bending down to capture the side of her neck with his lips, kissing the spot that made her knees weak, making her moan softly.
"Steve. . ."
"Please, Liayae," Steve whimpers, "I haven't seen you in four years. Let me show you how much I love you before you leave again." Liayae sighs before she nods, finally giving in. She had told the team that she was going to leave for her home shortly after morning, and quietly told Diana and Natasha to take care of Steve for her, then welcomed Wanda into the team. Liayae turned around, pressing her lips to the blonde's, moaning quietly when he picks her up seamlessly and smoothly, wrapping her soft legs around his waist, feet locking behind his back. Her arms wrap around his neck, and they kiss gently, wanting to take things slow and cherish every moment they had together.
Steve brings her over to her bed, lowering her to the bed, his body following hers. The gown she wore showed Steve that she had no underwear underneath as she often slept like that back home. The whimpers that came out of the Urghal's mouth were heavenly to Steve, sort of like the voice of angels singing when they welcomed up to Heaven. Liayae pulled Steve's shirt over his head, the skin tight grey fabric getting lost somewhere in the room when she throws it elsewhere. "You know I love you, correct?" Liayae whispers into his ear. "I've never felt so much love to a single person before."
Steve knew about Liayae's life of horrors, how her brother treated her like a roach that needed to be killed yet could not, how her late husband was abusive and treated her even worse than her brother, how she had to keep moving from city to city because people kept sending assassins to kill her off. "I love you too," Steve pecks her forehead, looking at her with soft blue eyes, his hands sweeping her gown from her shoulders. He presses kisses to her collarbones, feeling her small hands rub his shoulders as her arms wrap around him.
Her hands slide down the length of his back - which was pretty lengthy (and muscled) - to catch onto the waistband of his sweats and boxers, tugging them over his backside. Steve continues his assault of kisses, untying the knot on the nightgown, opening it to reveal her naked body below him. Liayae moves his head up to hers, left hand tugging at his hair while her right busied itself with pulling the garments off his sculpted body.
"Please."
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Liayae looked at Steve, one hand on her knee while the other was intertwined with his big one, her violet eyes memorizing the exact shade of blue that his iris were. "Your dragons are big, Liayae," the supersoldier says, making his lover laugh breathlessly. They were just finished with the most mindblowing sex they both experienced and he had to bring up her dragons. He joins in, simply just loving the sound of her laughter.
"Yes, they are, aren't they?" She seemed proud at the mention of her beloved children, looking down at their intertwined hands. "I think it's time we go to bed, no?" Steve glances at the clock. 2:43 a.m. He nods. "I want you to remember one thing, Steve. When the sun rises in the west -"
"And sets in the east, when the rivers run dry and the mountains blow in the wind like leaves," Steve joins in, and they say in unison. At first, he didn't know what she was talking about, but now he knew: each time a major catastrophe happened that dangered the citizens of earth, she would be there. Always. "When my (your) womb quickens again and I (you) bear a living child. That's when you'll return, my sun and stars (moon of my life), and not before."
