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The Nomad of TopGun - 3/5

Summary: Finally. The night before the mission. You decide to make a last minute decision that will make tonight memorable.

Warnings: Navy (Top Gun) AU - Lieutenant!Steve x Lieutenant!Female!reader - SMUT SMUT SMUT - language (cussing) - MINORS DNI - oral - F!receiving - deepthroating - marking kink - hickeys -

Words: 2.4k

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The next few days go by quickly. You and Steve spend a lot of time together all the way up until the night before the mission. Either of you could die but this is what you signed up for when you joined the Navy. “We practiced too much not to ace this mission.”

He says as he steps inside your house, kicking off his boots. “I know but…” You sigh as you take your bun out of your hair, letting it fall freely. “God I’m just nervous. I’ve never flown a mission this dangerous before. We can die reaching the target and then escaping, trying not to be seen- Aren’t you scared?”

He thinks for a moment, just looking into your eyes. “I am.”

“You’re not acting like it.”

“I'm confident enough in our unit. But I also don’t want to die yet so there’s a little bit of fear.” You smile, trying to feel relaxed.

This very well could be your last night together which means this has to be memorable. You nod and turn around, heading for the kitchen. “You know, I like having you around.” Intrigued, he leans on the arm rest of the couch, listening. “You’re strong, reassuring, generous and really good looking too.”

He smirks, “Uh-huh. Keep going.” As he crosses his arms.

You turn towards the cupboard, pulling out snacks. “Oh that's it for the positives. I can get into the negatives if you want-”

You quiet yourself, feeling two large arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back into the wall that is Steve. “Steve…”

He lowers his head to whisper in your ear, “I’ll help you come up with some more positives, how about that?” He sends shivers down your body, as he presses against you. You have so much more to say but nonetheless you remain silent, nodding in response to his question.

He slides his hand up from your waist to your toned abdomen. You reach your hands back to feel his face as you turn your head to look up at him. He looks down at you as you turn around to face him, his hands now on the small of your back.

His hands make their way down to your ass as you pull him in by his shirt collar. “Eager to get a feel are we?”

He grabs your ass now, squeezing it “Is that a positive or a negative?” Instant butterflies.

He searches your face, eyes falling to your lips as he leans in closer. You eagerly pull him in the rest of the way and lock lips. That should answer his question. He urges your leg to lift around him, helping you jump up and wrap your legs around him. He lifts you effortlessly, keeping a firm grip on your ass as he walks over to the living room.

He sits on the couch with you straddling his lap, breaking from the kiss to look at you. You move your arms from his shoulders, to touch his chest, feeling every ridge of muscle. The same chest you look at everyday through that tight military t-shirt. He tucks your hair behind your ear and pulls you in again, kissing your lips before he moves down to your jaw, kissing all the way down your neck stopping at your clothed collarbone, thanks to your uniform shirt. You hold his head as he pulls the collar of your shirt aside to bite and suck your collarbone. You hum in pleasure as he bites you before pulling back to look at you.

Your hand moves from the back of his head to his jaw as you pull yourself in to whisper in his ear. “Lose the shirt.” gently biting his ear before pulling away.

He takes a deep breath and kisses where your hand rests on his face while he untucks his shirt and you watch as he rids himself of it, tossing it on the couch. “Your turn.”

Instead of replying, you smirk, getting off his lap and begin making your way to the stairs. He raises an eyebrow as you reach your hand out, urging him to follow you. He looks at you through his eyebrows as he unbuckles his belt and strides towards the stairs. Quickly you run to your room and take your shirt off followed by your belt just as he enters the room, taking up the entire doorway.

Hes fucking massive.

He slides his belt off watching as you squirm on the bed, just looking at him. He walks into the room, ignoring the mess of clothes on your chair and cluttered furniture, only focusing on you. He stands at the side of the bed as he watches you slide your pants off, leaving you in your sports bra and panties. You kneel on the bed in front of him, now eye level and kiss him. Slowly building heat. You lean back on the bed as he follows you, slowly beginning to hover over you.

Again he breaks from your lips to kiss down your neck, passing your collarbones to your chest. You tangle your hands in his hair as he kisses your cleavage. Watching as his hand roams your body, travelling up your waist to your breast, massaging through your bra. Your free hand roams his shoulders and arms, feeling the tense, hard muscle flex and contract as he works on you. He sucks hard, as you hum in pleasure. He kisses down your toned stomach as his hands now slide down your body, resting on your hips where he sits back just in front of your feet.

“God you’re beautiful.” You blush as you sit up to take your sports bra off.

He watches you while he takes his pants off, leaving him only in his boxers while you sit up and pull your sports bra off. You crawl to him and sit on his lap, watching as his face contorts with interest. You kiss his lips and palm his cock through his boxers, which earns you a soft sigh. Breaking the kiss you push him down onto the bed, his head almost hanging off the end. He props himself up on his elbows while he watches you kiss his abs, down to his v line. Your hands toy with the hem of his boxers as you rub his cock through them. His ears turn bright red as he begins breathing deeper.

You pull down his boxers, finally revealing himself to you, “shit…” His impressive cock lies against his abdomen before you firmly take hold of it.

“God…” Is all he manages to say as you slowly begin stroking and pressing feather light kisses to the tip. You stoke faster, hearing the way he breathes deeper each stroke.

When you lick his tip and slowly begin sliding him into your mouth, he drops his elbows and groans, “Oh my-” His eyes shut as your head bobs up and down the length of his shaft.

Hearing him groan under your touch gives you a rush of power and confidence. When you stop bobbing and slide his entire cock down your throat, he gasps and grabs your head, tangling his hand in your hair. “Damn y/n…” holding you down on his cock.

The feeling of you gagging, your throat tightening around his cock, makes him moan your name louder and louder. Something you never thought you’d hear fall from his lips, “y/n!”

You can feel saliva pooling in your mouth and even falling from your lips but his hand on you only allows you to lift your head little by little. Slow, but deep head bobs has him encouraging you, “Just like that, y/n.”

Once you start feeling tears in your eyes you pull back, still connected through strings of saliva and cough. Steve sits up and quickly holds the back of your head as you wipe your mouth, “Atta girl.”

You reach your hand down to lazily stroke him but he stops you, looking into your eyes, “My turn” he says before he lowers you down onto the mattress.

Your head hits the pillow but he doesn’t give you any time to get comfortable. He positions his head between your thighs and keeps your legs spread open with his shoulders. He licks a few fingers and begins to rub your clit, slowly building up speed. You gasp when he bites your clit and inserts a finger into you, “Steve!”

You feel him smirk against you as he licks and bites your clit with his fingers pumping in and out of you. You grip your breast with one hand and tangle your fingers in Steve’s hair with the other. He inserts a second finger causing another moan to fall from your lips, “Oh my-” He kisses your inner thigh as he pumps faster now. You feel heat rush through your core as well as that familiar coil winding up.

“I’m almost-” and he pulls his fingers out.

“You’ll come when I'm inside you.” He states, with a low and gravelly voice, looking into your eyes.

Although that feeling goes away, his voice alone is enough to keep you on edge, you shudder at the statement. You nod and watch as he strokes himself, lining himself up with you. You’ve never been with someone this big, and he realizes this once he pushes the tip in. Your back arches as he watches your face contort with a mix of pain and pleasure as he pushes himself inside of you, more and more.

“Shit!” You yell out, breathing hard. He smirks and gently rubs your clit as his entire length fills your tight walls.

“Good girl, taking me so well.” Your face burns red at the encouragement. Steve notices and uses it to his advantage.

He slowly pulls out, “You like when I call you that?” You nod, bucking your hips up, urging him to thrust into you again. He begins to thrust slowly in painfully long strokes.

Slowly he stretches you out and picks up speed, “Such a good girl for me.” He says while your eyes are closed as you bounce on the bed. Back and forth into his cock.

He leans forwards, where his face is just inches from yours, maintaining eye contact while he thrusts into you. He thrusts faster and faster now meanwhile your hands wrap around his shoulders, pulling his face down to yours.

You moan into the kiss, “Steve~” Your own moans break the kiss, as your head rolls back.

“Almost…” He leans back to pick up your leg and put it over his shoulder.

The stretch combined with his speedy thrusts winds the coil in your abdomen. He thrusts faster and faster until you yell out, “Steve I’m- oh!” gripping and scratching his arms. He smirks and presses kisses on your calf, all the while you squirm and shake beneath him.

“You look beautiful like this.” He says as he rides out your orgasm, moaning with you. Slowly your body calms down and you stop shaking but everything feels more sensitive.

Just as your body relaxes he pulls out and wraps an arm underneath you, flipping you over onto your stomach. His strength alone is enough to make you weak at the knees again. He slaps your ass and you squeal into the pillow. With two hands under your hips, he pulls your bottom half up off the bed, “Ass up, come on.”

As you hold yourself up, your hands remain on the bed to steady yourself. Like before, with no warning he thrusts into you, his entire length inside of you. “Shit!”

He holds your hips now, gripping hard all the while thrusting ruthlessly into you. “Shit!” You squeal as he rams into you. You reach down to rub your clit while he pounds you, trying not to squirm.

“O-o-o-oh!” You mumble into the pillow, since your usually smooth voice interrupted by Steve's sudden ruthless pace.

“You feel so good.” He grunts between teeth. He spanks your ass as you lift your face off the pillows supported by your arms in doggy style. Steve grabs your hair and pulls, lifting your head.

You moan out, “Harder…”

He leans forwards, one hand still in your hair while the other moves from your hips to grip your breast. His thrusts quicken now as he can tell you’re close again.

“Yes!” You yell as you feel your second orgasm crash like a tsunami. Steve rides out your high before his own thrusts become sloppy and slow.

You collapse onto the bed but Steve catches your hips, holding you up until he finishes. “Shit...” He fills you up as he slightly pulls out, leaving his cum to drip out of your cunt.

You remain flat on your stomach as he admires his work, spreading you open one last time and swiping his fingers up your cunt. You turn onto your back as Steve grabs hold of your jaw. You take his cum soaked fingers into your mouth and lick them clean. “Such a good fucking girl.” Is all he says before he lays beside you.

It's silent for a moment as you both catch your breaths. He reaches over to the nightstand to grab tissues for the both of you. “Let's hope to God I'm not sore for the mission tomorrow…”

He laughs, moving to clean you up with the tissue. “Let's hope these scratch marks don't last too long.”

“Oh, and all the hickeys…”

“Honestly, I think you could use a little more.” He says as he leans down to take your breast in his mouth, sucking hard on the sensitive skin. You hum and smile, pulling him to rest on top of you.

“You know, I’ve never been so… loud with someone”

You chuckle, “If you call that loud, what was I?”

“Fucking perfect. I’ll be thinking about this night for as long as I can remember it.” You smile and run your hands through his hair.

After a short power nap, you wake up tangled in his arms. Looking up into his sleeping features you cant help but kiss his arm, resting over your breasts. He wakes up, feeling you play with his arm.

"Hello gorgeous." His low gravely voice makes you blush.

"Hiii" you say, blinking sleep from your eyes. "When can we do that again" You yawn and stretch. Immediately groaning at the soreness beginning to build.

He notices and laughs, "Maybe when you're not so sore." He kisses the top of your head before getting up, gathering his clothes on the floor.

"Hey where's my shirt?"

"I hope you lost it." You smile, shamelessly staring at his bare torso.

He turns towards you, who now sits on the bed stretching. "You're lucky today is laundry day."

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Nomad of Top Gun 2/5

Summary: "Nomad" shows you his soft side and then a much more rare side. From soft and tender moments on your couch, to a tense moment with Iron Man in the hangar.

Warnings: Navy (Top Gun) AU - Lieutenant!Steve x Lieutenant!Female!reader - Fluff - implied Smut - language (cussing) - MINORS DNI

Words: 2.1k

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He sits on the couch with you, beer in hand, while you laugh. “You’re funnier when you’re tipsy.”

“Wow!” His eyes go wide as you double over with laughter, “That was a low blow nightmare…” He looks at you with admiration as you laugh, taking a sip of beer to calm yourself.

“Anyways, I wanted to ask you something.” His expression softens, losing all traces of laughter but listening.

“On the beach, when you said that you couldn’t stop thinking of me, what did you mean?”

He clears his throat, “I said that?”

“You did, while you were eating fries?”

“Oh well, at first I was curious as to who could possibly fight against me and not die within the first few minutes but then as I kept seeing you around the Academy every so often… I don’t know, but you stood out. You still stand out. And when you told me that you’ve heard about me, God I almost folded in half right there.”

He hasn’t realized that he’s turned towards you on the couch and slightly leaned closer while talking but oh boy did you notice. “I’ve always been really impressed with your skills, Nightmare.”

Smiling like an idiot, you finish your beer and set it down, resting a hand on his knee as you look into his eyes. His mesmerizing blue eyes. “Now what’s on your mind?” He asks you.

“What?”

“You’re giving me a look.”

“I am?”

He nods and smiles, taking a sip of his beer as you speak, “I might be insane but… It feels like I've known you forever. This feels comfortable.” You gesture to him and he nods, also finishing his beer.

“No you’re not crazy, I get it. I don’t have to be ‘nomad’ around you” he gestures with quotations.

“This past week with you has been great but these past few days, God I don’t think I could have ever imagined sitting in your living room, drinking and laughing with you.” Nomad is a total softie. A total sucker for the romantics, and it’s making you melt.

“You’re blushing, nightmare.”

You chuckle and roll your eyes, “I am not.”

“Yes you are, why? It can’t be the beer.”

Sighing, you look him in the eyes, “Because you’re a total softie, and I adore it.”

He smiles and looks down to where your hand rests on his knee. “Tell Winter Soldier, and I'll have Fury make you do 200 push ups.”

You laugh, gently slapping his shoulder and as your hand falls, he catches it. “Are you threatening me?” You lean forwards, now intrigued.

“I might be.”

“I’ll take that as a challenge, Steve.”

He raises an eyebrow and lowers his voice, slowly leaning in closer, “Try it, y/n.”

Something about hearing him say your name, especially in that tone, makes your stomach do summersaults, minus the fighter jet. You sit there for a moment, inches from his face, your hand still in his until he brings his other hand up to your shoulder, then slowly behind your head. For a moment you can smell the alcohol on his breath and the realization of what’s about to happen hits you too late.

He closes the gap between you both and your entire body is filled with warmth. His other hand makes its way to your face, cupping your cheek while your hands rest on his shoulders. His lips are soft but his hands are rough, a nice contrast. His lips on yours are gentle but needy, barely giving you time to breathe. He slowly kisses you, deeper and deeper.

His strong arms support your back now as he slowly lowers you onto the couch, allowing you to lay down. Your hands roam his torso and back as his lips remain locked to yours. His arms remain at the sides of your head as he leans his weight on them, just barely hovering over you.

He pulls away and your eyes flutter open. You see his biceps flexing under his weight and his dog tags dangle on you while his hair falls out of its neatly brushed place. He searches your eyes, waiting for you to tell him to keep going but instead you say, “It’s getting late.” WHY-

He chuckles and lets his head hang down on your shoulder, “You’re right. I don’t want to ruin your beauty sleep.”

You chuckle and he lifts his head again to look at you, “Not like you need any beauty sleep.”

With a forehead kiss he lifts himself off of you and you sit up, blushing once again.

“If you want to call me beautiful, just say it.” As you walk him to the front door. He walks behind you, waiting for you to turn around to face him so you can catch him looking you up and down.

“You, are beautiful.” my GOD that was hot…

You smile, “Much better.” and watch as he walks through the door, taking one of your hands in his.

“Goodnight, y/n.”

“Goodnight, Steve.”

The next morning, you wake from a rather scandalous dream involving a certain soldier. You had this dream replaying in your mind as you got ready. You sigh, thinking about the way he pinned you to the bed, how he left marks all over you, how gorgeous he looked when he worshipped your body… You slick your hair back into a tight military bun as you remember the way he pulled your hair. Just as you step downstairs to the main floor, the doorbell rings.

“He’s early…” you rub sleep from your eyes and smile upon seeing him in the doorway.

“Morning Rogers.” He opens his arms for a hug which you gladly accept.

“Sleep well?” He says with his strong arms around you.

You nod in his chest and before he lets go of you he plants a soft kiss on the top of your head. “I hope you didn’t eat breakfast.” He says as he walks to his bike.

Steve insisted on giving you a ride every day so you won’t have to carpool with any of the other guys. He refuses to admit he’s jealous but you know it. He gestures for you to join him on the back of his bike as he revs the engine.

“I’m hungry.” You yell as he begins to speed off, “I know.” Is all he says for the rest of the ride. Doing the usual, you snuggle closer to him and wait until the town's diner comes into view. He’s taking you out to breakfast.

“Aw, so sweet.” You tease as he helps you off the bike and into the diner.

Later that day as Fury runs drills in the air with Hawkeye and Black Widow while you and the rest of the class wait in the hangar for your turn to run. Steve sits with Thor and Hulk, talking and laughing while you sit with Winter Soldier, being interrogated.

“You and Nomad have been getting close, huh.” It’s not a question and he smirks while asking you.

“And?” You retort

“Listen, he's my best friend. We go way back, even before the academy. Just know that-”

You roll your eyes and cross your arms, completely cutting him off, “I see the way you look at Iron Man.” Steve and Thor catch what you said and laugh hysterically just as Iron Man walks in.

“Don’t leave me out of the joke, come on.”

Thor barks out through laughter, “Winter Soldier has a crush on you, Nightmare just-” He’s cut off by his own laughter while Iron man smirks and walks towards Winter Soldier.

“My, my. You're blushing, lieutenant.”

Winter Soldier stands up, almost towering over him and you begin laughing. He tries to hide a smile even as Iron Man makes kissy faces to him. “You should kiss Fury like that. Maybe he’d let you fly the mission.” Everyone ‘oohs’ in unison before Winter Soldier walks out of the room laughing to himself.

Iron man takes his seat and begins talking to you. By nature, he's a complete flirt. A total playboy. You eye Steve who sits behind Tony, watching as his face turns cold. This will be fun.

“How’s your day going, gorgeous?” You sit back in your chair as he does the same, completely manspreading. Ugh

“Oh, so much better since you rescued me from Nomad’s gay lover.” You smile and lean forwards a little bit.

He laughs and hits your knee. “I doubt you ever need rescuing. You’re a damn good fighter, nightmare.” Steve’s attention is no longer on the conversation he was having with Thor and Hulk, but they don’t seem to notice.

“I heard about your kill. Pretty impressive stuff lieutenant.”

You nod and smile, “Thank you.”

“I bet you could teach me a lot.”

“Are you asking for a lesson?” He nods and puts his sunglasses on his head, flashing you a charming smile and a wink.

He notices the way you look at Steve, past his ear and eventually catches on to your game. He and Winter soldier have a bet going on, they know you and Nomad are… something.

“Are you free tonight?” He exclaims, louder than his usual already loud talking voice. Steve glares at you now, raising an eyebrow, waiting for your answer.

“Tonight?” Iron man nods and as you pretend to think.

You open your mouth to answer but before you can Steve gets up and walks towards you. “They’re almost done with the drills, Nightmare. Let's go.” He grabs you by the wrist and pulls you off your seat. You’re strong but you’re no match for Steve.

He glares at Tony before walking out of the hangar while he grabs your wrist. You look back to see Iron Man giving you a thumbs up and a wink while you roll your eyes and follow Steve. Against all odds, butterflies form in your stomach as he leads you outside, away from everyone.

“What was that-” You try to ask but he pins you to the wall of the hangar and smashes his lips against yours in a heated and hungry kiss.

“What do you think it was?” He breaks the kiss, remaining close to you,

“Insane jealousy?!” You retort before he covers your mouth, a large hand covers the bottom half of your face, but with no force.

“I’m not letting you get close to that complete fucking playboy, or any other men in this place.” He lets go of you, backing away. “Got that?” His voice is stern and slightly raised.

He kicks a rock and sends it flying as he says, “Why do you think I don’t want you to carpool with them every morning? Why do you think I always have my eye on you when you’re around them?”

You blink, “Because-”

“Because I want you to myself.” He's quiet for a moment before he speaks again. “I might sound crazy, because I’ve never done this before. I’ve never felt so strongly about someone before but I want you to be mine.” He barks out, taking a step closer to you. You stand against the wall, stunned. You knew it would happen eventually but not like this.

“You know, I was going to ask you out tonight and tell you everything. How I’ve felt about you, how I always think about you, how I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world. I was going to tell you so much. I had a whole night planned…” Speechless, you reach out to grab his hand, with tears in your eyes.

His eyes lock with yours and his expression softens. You’ve heard him yell and bark out orders before but never in anger towards you. “I’m sorry…” You whisper, “I’m so sorry, Steve. Iron Man was in on the joke, we wanted to tease you. I’m not going out with him, I want to be yours.”

He looks at you and takes your other hand. “You mean that?”

You nod and wipe your eyes. “Every word. I’m so sorry, I feel like shit now.”

He rests his forehead against yours and shakes his head. “It’s okay. I acted out too.”

“You had every right to.” He kisses your cheek and takes a deep breath. You both stand in silence for a moment in each other's presence before Steve breaks it. “Let me hear you say it again.”

He leans back and looks at you. “I’m sorry?”

He shakes his head and smiles, “No, no. The other thing.”

“Oh…” You smile and cup his cheek with your hand. “I want to be yours.” He smiles and kisses you one last time. “Thank you. But now you owe me a date.”

You laugh and head back inside the hangar. The rest of the day passes with ease and so you take Steve out to dinner at one of the seafood places in town.

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mayrogers · 2 years

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Nomad of Top Gun - 1/5

Summary: Steve "Nomad" Rogers is among the best the Navy has to offer for a life threatening mission. Nomad has quite the ruthless and cold reputation with everybody except... you?

Warnings: Navy (Top Gun) AU - Lieutenant!Steve x Lieutenant!Female!reader - Fluff - implied Smut - language (cussing)

Words: 1.7k

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“It’s just a new assignment” you try to gaslight the anxiety away. “Come on. You graduated top of your class… you’ve seen some shit…” As you walk across the hangar you see a familiar man, a tall man with broad shoulders and blonde hair. You can't forget the image of him shirtless and sweaty from playing football on the beach yesterday. The rest of the class looked great in their beach attire too but he really stood out to you.

Even from this far away, you know who he is. You’ve heard of him and how ruthless he is in the air, you had the displeasure of dogfighting him a long time ago while you were still in the academy. Steve, or ‘Nomad’ as his call sign is, is your wingman. You’ve been chosen to train for a mission along with the very best the Navy has to offer. Today, you’re running a mock mission, simulating the terrain you’ll soon risk your life on.

Steve catches you lagging behind the group and pats your shoulder as he runs up to you. “Captain Fury put us together. Nice to actually meet you.”

You match his pace, “Yeah. What do you mean actually?”

“Well,” He hesitates, “I’ve heard of you. You got a confirmed air to air kill.” He smiles and extends a hand forwards. This is not the ‘Nomad’ you heard of. Not the infamous ACE, with five air to air kills, ruthless in and out of combat.

“I may have more experience but I’m honoured to fly with you, lieutenant.” His sincere smile warms your heart, and you realize that this mission may be easier with him by your side.

“Wow, thanks. I didn’t expect that.” You shake his hand and both of you catch up to the rest of the class.

Fury is teaching how to survive this mission and during the debrief, it almost seems impossible. “I’ve never gone through that much pressure… 8 mocks?!”

“I think you’ll do fine, really. It sounds worse than it is.” It’s a simple phrase but nonetheless it gives you a sliver of courage.

Today was a complete failure.

Every single run you and Steve tried, you were either too slow, hit a wall, got spotted or missed the target. By nature you’re extremely competitive and today got the best of you. Steve noticed how your hands had been balled up in fists during the lectures from Fury.

“Today was a sack of shit.” You say as Steve walks beside you to the locker rooms, “This is impossible.” He only sighs and looks at you as you stuff your belongings into your bag and angrily zip it shut.

“We have to cool you down.” He says, formulating a plan.

He decided to drag you out with the rest of the group for drinks that night. “It’s fucking impossible! How are we meant to do this?”

“Honestly I’m stumped. I really thought this was possible but shit. We have to do all that and stay low.”

You scoff, “Tell me about it.” He opens the door to the bar and lets you in.

The atmosphere hits you all at once. It’s loud and welcoming but not rowdy. Steve takes your hand and guides you through the bar, to find the rest of the class. He doesn’t take his hand away from yours though, even when you find the group.

“Welcome to the party, soldiers.” Black Widow says as she holds a pool stick in her hand, versing Hawkeye.

Today really ticked you off and after a bit of forced talking and angry drinking you tell Steve you’re leaving. He excuses himself from the group to see you out. “Sorry, I’m just really not in the mood to be here, you know?”

“Yeah, I get it. I was pretty mad today too but hopefully tomorrow is different.”

You only sigh and nod, “Thanks for bringing me out here, but I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Oh, sure. See you.” He says, sounding a little defeated.

As you begin to walk away, he calls out, “Nightmare!” Your call sign. “Where are you going?”

“Home, why?”

“Well, it’s still early, why don’t we go out?” He puts his hands in his front pockets

“Just the two of us?”

His ears turn red and he scratches the back of his neck, “Yeah. The two of us.”

With so many burning questions to ask him, you agree. “Alright Nomad, Where to?”

Smirking, he walks towards his bike and tosses you a helmet. “We’ll figure it out.”

So, you hop on his bike, end up stopping for food and walking to the beach. It’s dark out so you both lay in the sand, looking up at the stars. Back on the beach. “You know, Nomad, I’ve heard about you too.”

“Really?” He turns on his side to look as you while you lay on your back, munching on fries. “What have you heard?”

“Oh boy where do I start.”

He chuckles, “Don’t worry, I know my reputation.” taking a fry from the bag as you talk.

“Well, I was surprised to hear you say that you were honoured to fly with me, since you’re an ace. 5 kills and you’re honoured to fly with me?”

He chuckles, nudging you with an elbow. “I’m a humble man.” He says jokingly.

You turn onto your side to face him, noticing how his eyes have been on you the whole time. “I'm not sure if you remember this but…” You hesitate, wondering whether or not to bring it up but you do anyway. “Back in the academy-”

He cuts you off, taking more fries into his mouth. “We met a few years ago, at the academy” oh my God he remembers. “I remember dogfighting you.” OH MY- His face looks as though he’s putting puzzle pieces together. “You were the toughest person I’ve ever fought back then and I haven’t stopped thinking about you since.”

You can't help but blush, “Wow, that's… I wasn’t sure you would remember since I only saw you a few times around the base.”

“I was wondering how you were doing but back then, you didn’t have a callsign yet and I didnt know your name.” He chuckles, “Now I get where you got the name Nightmare from.” You laugh, finishing the remaining fries. “The way you creeped up on my jet that one time.. You could’ve given me nightmares for sure.” Laughing, you cover your mouth and kick around at the sand.

“We can talk about my callsign later… Why Nomad?” You ask, calming down, “ So ominous…”

“Well, I’m good at staying off-grid, you know, people never know where I am but I think it's also because I always find myself in trouble somehow, even though everything I do is so calculated and precise-”

“HA!” You cover your mouth with laughter, “With the way you flew today, you wish you were calculated and precise.” The banter goes on all night with you both falling asleep on the beach.

Something about him makes you very comfortable. It may be the crush that you’ve secretly had for so long or the way his kindness only comes out when he’s with you. You fell asleep first while he remained awake for a few minutes, unsure whether or not to wake you up. Once you snuggled close to him, pulling yourself towards him and hugged his arm, he decided to stay. When he gently kissed your forehead, he let himself sleep.

That morning, you’re both tangled in limbs and sand. His head rests on your completely numb arm while your head rests against his chest and your legs spread over his. He wakes up first, realizes where he is then quickly wakes you up. “Shit…”

“Are we late?” You mumble, barely awake.

“I don’t know but Fury is going to kill us.” As quickly as your sleepy bodies can, you race back to the base on the back of his bike, walking in just as Fury does. He shoots you both a knowing look and you blush. You rush to sit with the rest of the class and await instruction.

Today’s training is rough, again. This time you practiced the mock mission with a practice target. Steve hit the target and so did you, when nobody else did. The only thing was your speed. You both went too slow.

This morning, you had no time to talk about what happened last night and you were hoping to get something out of him today. You watch as he walks over to you, all dressed up in uniform. His shirt too tight for his torso reminds you of how much you regret not getting to know him all those years ago.

“Nightmare, need a ride home?” He puts his hands on his hips, which for some reason makes your stomach do flips.

“I’d love that actually.” You smile.

Winter Soldier comes up behind Steve and slaps his shoulder, whispering something in his ear. Steve’s look hardens, brow raising as he watches Winter Soldier put his hands up in defense, walking away and laughing.

“Wow, so rude.” You tease and he gently nudges your shoulder trying not to smile.

Once again on the back of his bike, you wrap your hands around his waist, and rest your head on his shoulder. This cycle repeats for another week. Him giving you a ride home, hanging out with you and the class at the bar while Winter Soldier and Black Widow tease you both even more.

Today, you find yourself on the back of his bike again, arm wrapped around his waist, the other playing with his dog tags. Once you’re home, he helps you off his bike but tonight’s different because you hesitate to walk away.

“Something on your mind?” Everything has felt so natural these past few weeks, like you both have known each other for decades. You still haven’t talked about it.

“Yeah um. On the beach…”

His ears turn red and he clears his throat. “I was pretty comfortable when I woke up, all sand aside.”

You laugh, “So was I. I felt a little sore though.” You move your head and massage the back of your neck, watching him look you up and down, laughing.

“Do you… want to come in for a little?”

He inhales, “Sure.” And exhales, smiling towards you.

Did he really mean what he said? You still have so many questions.

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ITS A LITTLE BIT DRY, I KNOW BUT TRUST ME IT WILL GET SPICY SOON <333

also, i am in love with this Navy Steve AU. I might open requests for him once this series is done <3

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Steve's Private Book of Lists - headcanon

just hear me out-

warnings: mild smut - no its pretty smutty - nevermind - minors DNI - husband!steve x wife!reader

Steve's infamous little book of lists recently has a new addition.

"sexy time locations"

you heard me.

all the places Steve has either had or wanted to have sex with you

top of the list is the bed, that was the second thing to be crossed off.

The first was the avengers tower kitchen. Don't ask.

Or do, actually.

Every time Steve saw you in that kitchen, all domestic and wifey, he had to have you right there.

It went from the kitchen, to the bedroom and eventually the shower too. 3 of his top places, crossed off in one night.

Now, Steve made this list a while into dating you, but his goal was to never finish the list. Always keep adding places.

He's got quite the imagination, so odd places like "Smithsonian bathroom" "central park" really surprises you.

"white house bathroom" Oh boy, now that's a story.

He was invited to speak at the white house and he brought you along. Being the tease you are, you sent him a rather risque photo while in the bathroom and that gave Steve an Idea. He couldn't wait to get home to have you so he punished you in his car. "I was hard during that entire speech, darling." "Sorry, Captain." He's sure he'll be invited to speak again sometime soon and really make you regret giving him this idea.

Of course, some more common places like "the couch" "the kitchen table" "Office desk" " are on the list and have yet to be crossed off.

Steve never thought of leaving the comfort of the bed and the shower but you're really bringing it out of him.

One night, you found his list and added "Quinjet"

Steve's eyes almost bulged out of his head when he read that mystery addition.

Today, while at work, he found you in his office that day with his book of lists in hand, writing something. He choked on his coffee and rushed over to you, seeing you add something to the never-ending list.

"SHIELD Office."

He smirked and took the book from you, "We can cross this one off right now." and the rest is history.

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I'm sat.

god i love me some salt n pepper 😩😩😩😩

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[ pics are not mine ]

he definitely knows what he’s doing with THIS LOOK.

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LET ME BREATHE ARI-

The absolute CHOKEHOLD this man has on me should be a crime

Should I write some smut for Mr. Levinson? 😏

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His Button-Up - Steve Oneshot

Summary: Confident little you puts on Steve's shirt but at sight of your man standing at the doorway all hot and shit, its almost unbearable.

Pairing: Dom!Steve x Female!reader

Words: 1.1k

Warnings: MINORS DNI, smut, wearing his clothes, pet names, adult toys, vibrator, F! masturbation, F! receiving, Steve heightened senses

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It's not like you haven't seen him for weeks or something. You saw him this morning, when he came back from his run to shower. Which is why you found it so odd that all day, you wanted him to pin you down more than ever. Honestly, it was probably the way he came out with wet hair, completely nude. Little water droplets dripping down his body from his drenched hair. He left for the newly renovated Avengers Tower just after his good morning kiss to you. He was on your mind all day. An entire gruelling 8 hours without him. You tried to hold him back but some meeting with the rest of the Avengers seemed to be his top priority.

You just texted him to let you know when he's on his way home, to which he replied, "I'm leaving now, coming home." smirking to yourself, you can't help but think about him doing unspeakable things to you. Deciding that distractions wont work anymore, you turn off the TV and wander into the bedroom.

As you walk, your face flushes upon seeing his side of the closet with one of his favourite button ups, hanging innocently on a simple white hanger. You take it down and strip from your own clothes. Before you put it on, you walk out to the full body mirror to admire yourself as you put on his favourite shirt. Steve has done wonders for your confidence and with what you're about to do, he’ll get a taste of the monster he created.

As the smooth fabric slips onto your shoulders and sits on your curves, you notice how absolutely ravishing you look. Steve would go feral if he saw you now. You, nude, dressed only in his button up with your nipples daring to peek through. You can practically see him grabbing you, running his big hands all over you, pushing you against the wall.

Before you can realize, you're on the bed touching yourself while you reach for the nightstand. Hands occupied with your breasts and between your folds, slowly, sensually, rubbing your clit with eyes closed, imagining all the things he would do to you once he saw you.

When Steve comes home, he hears you loud and clear along with the low buzzing noise. He tries to be extra stealthy which comes as second nature now. He takes off his jacket and kicks off his boots while he hears his name fall from your lips.

"Oh, Steve!"

He can hear you shuffling and squirming as he approaches the bedroom which causes a quiet moan to escape his throat. Once he sees you splayed out on the bed touching yourself in his shirt, he clenches his jaw and groans.

As your eyes slowly flutter open, you spot Steve in the doorway to the bedroom. Instinctively you stop what you're doing, not knowing exactly how to react but you can feel your face heating up. The confidence you thought you had just vanished upon looking at your massive boyfriend with lust drowning out his kind blue eyes.

"Oh please, continue." He says as he strides into the room, unbuckling his belt.

"Oh- um... uh-"

"Don't make me ask again." You nod, biting your lip at his stern tone and continue to please yourself.

He watches you please yourself, taking his shirt off, but you’re quieter now. He takes notice and climbs onto the bed, sitting opposite of you. "Shy all of a sudden?"

You shake your head while he inches up your legs with his hands. "Come on love, you were moaning my name just a minute ago."

He hovers over you now, locking his eyes with yours. He plants a soft kiss to your lips, and just as quickly he pulls away, leaving you hanging. He smirks and sits back, at the end of your feet.

"Sit up." You do as he says, leaning on the backboard while maintaining eye contact.

"I'll make you scream again. Got that?" You shudder and moan, “Please…”

His jaw clenches again at the sight of you in his shirt with the vibrator between your legs, humming in pleasure. When he first takes the vibrator from your hands you whine but when he strokes it between your wet folds and pushes it inside of you, you arch your back and moan, "Oh my-"

"Good girl, come on." You spread your legs further apart as he pumps the vibrator inside you and rubs your clit with the other hand.

He hums in pleasure as you moan his name. "You're close aren't you?"

You nod as you grip the shirt while he rubs and pumps faster. "Come on love."

You hit your head on the back of the headboard while he locks eyes with you again, "You look so hot like this." He says as the coil tightens in your abdomen. “Unwinding in my hands.”

You furrow your eyebrows as you moan, "I'm- oh Steve!"

He smirks in satisfaction as your face scrunches and your body twitches and shakes. He feels you throbbing, cooing you and riding out your high. "Oh, look at you, 'atta girl."

"Shit..." He pulls the vibrator from inside of you and licks your release off his hands.

"You didn't think I would let you finish without me, did you?"

"No..." You whisper out, feeling your body calm down. "I still need you though..."

He smirks while watching as you sit up on your knees in front of him. You play with the hem of his jeans as he pulls you by the collar of the shirt that sits dangerously on you.

"I want you inside of me."

He pulls you closer, just hairs away from your lips, "then don't you dare hold back my name."

He presses his lips to yours in a heated kiss and well, the rest of the night is pretty hot and heavy.

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EPILOGUE

As Steve dresses up for the party at the Avengers tower, he pulls up his black pants while looking at that blue button up you picked out for him. That button up shirt he caught you wearing while you pleased yourself. That night he railed you until you lost your voice. Something so feral, so primal took over him. Seeing you with his shirt barely covering your most intimate body parts really did something to him. He needed that night after the long meeting he had suffered through.

All throughout the party, Thor and Sam took note of how many times he looked at you. They knew his head wasn't on his shoulders at the moment. It was somewhere else. Instead of keeping his hands on his belt, he constantly touched his shirt.

Lets just say, after that party that blue shirt found itself back on you and eventually on the floor.

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AWOOGA

#bearded chris 12/∞

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Marc Spector / Steven Grant / Jake Lockley

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Sleeping Beauty - Steve Oneshot

Sumary: Steve comes home after a long mission to see you sleeping so innocently in bed, while wearing next to nothing.

Warnings: MINORS DNI - Steve x Female!reader - degrading - ceiling mirror - MANY positions - spanking - oral - F!receiving - penetration - edging - multiple orgasms - eating out - sleeping reader - size kink - somnophilia -

Words: 2.7k

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It's late at night now that you’ve fallen asleep. You expected Steve to return late tomorrow morning so you went to bed in your finest, smallest, lace nightgown. However, Steve came home earlier than expected. It’s about 1am when he walks through the apartment door. He’s sure to be quiet when he shuts the door, takes his boots off and places his helmet on the side table.

He walks with the shield on his back to your room and stops in the doorway once he sees you. It’s quite a hot summer night so you decided to sleep on top of the sheets. Your hair is spread out on your pillow, your legs are spread quite far apart with no panties on. He sees how the moonlight spreads over the black silk, which drapes over every beautiful curve of your body. He can smell your shampoo from the door, and your sweet scent.

He leans on the door frame as he watches you shuffle and turn in bed. You flip from your stomach to your back and he walks in the room. He rests his shield on the armchair facing the window and takes off the top part of his suit. He watches you with an untameable hunger in his eyes, debating whether or not to wake you up. You just look so perfect, splayed out for him, seemingly ready for whatever he wants to do to you. Your arms are perfectly positioned above your head for him to pin down. Your legs are spread out a little bit now so all he would have to do is spread you out with his knees while- he snaps out of it when you suddenly move. It’s a slight movement but just enough for Steve to recollect his thoughts.

He hasn’t seen you for 2 weeks. It’s been quite a long mission, where he even had to stay in recovery for a while but now that he sees you for the first time like this, he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold back. So when you let out a small moan, purely oblivious to your boyfriend towering over you on the end of the bed, Steve takes that as an invitation.

He climbs onto the bed slowly, secretly liking the feeling that he could be caught by you. He flips up your dress, revealing yourself fully to him. His breaths become longer and deeper, as he runs his hands over you. For the first time in 2 weeks he touches what he’s craved, all that time. He plants hungry kisses from your hips to your folds. He nudges his nose against your clit, waiting for a reaction. When he gets nothing, he takes it as a challenge.

He licks up and down your opening bringing his hand in to flick your clit. As he kisses and bites and licks you begin to stir a little more. You moan a little more frequently and move your arms a little more too. He realizes this and smirks, biting harder and rubbing harder. “Come on, love.” He encourages as he continues eating you out like a hungry wolf. He notices how wet you’ve become so he licks your opening, now hearing you moan louder. Steve begins to feel needy but the thought of you catching him with his head between your legs keeps him from railing you. It turns him on to know that your first sight of him in two weeks will be this.

Steve spreads your legs out more with his shoulders now as he brings one hand up to your opening. He licks his fingers and slowly inserts two. This gets Steve a deep breath and a moan. He smirks, as he listens to you and feels your heat. He lets out a low hum of pleasure as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you.

At this point, you begin to gain consciousness. You begin to hear Steve’s breathing while you feel as if you’re on cloud 9. Disoriented from sleep, you slowly open your eyes and look down seeing dirty blonde hair and a familiar hulking figure. Immediately, you realize what’s happening. Steve bites your clit and you moan, tilting your head back into the pillow. “Steve?” You breathe out. He lets go of your clit and responds, “yes?” You prop yourself up on your elbows, wanting to make sure this is not the dream you were just having.

He kisses your thighs and looks into your eyes as he slowly lifts himself off the bed. “You caught me.” You watch as your boyfriend climbs on top of you, pushing you back down on the bed. He kisses your chest, slowly looking over your beautiful body. He kisses back down to your hips and sits up.

“I thought you would be home tomorrow…”

“Lose the dress.” He demands. You slowly sit up and lift the silky dress over your shoulders.

“Like that, good girl.” You blush and instinctively bring your legs together, feeling dirty from how wet he got you while you were asleep.

“Come here beautiful.” He says as he gets off the bed.

He stands with his hands in his belt, smirking. “Take them off for me.” He nods to his pants which have now fallen dangerously low, slightly exposing his v-line.

You stand in front of him and run your hands up and down his torso while he gazes at you. You reach down and unbuckle his belt, tossing it onto the armchair. Slowly, you take off his pants and kiss along his v line on your way up. You grip your breast as you plant kisses on his chest, gripping his biceps with the other arm, sucking and leaving marks wherever you could.

All he can do is look at you touching yourself, all over him. Your body pressed against his, he’s sure you can feel the bulge. “I need you” you whisper to him, looking into his deep blue eyes with hunger.

He places his hands on your waist, gripping you tightly. He groans as he lifts you onto the bed. “Let me take care of you then.” You blush as he runs his hands up your thighs. Slowly you back up to the back of the bed, sitting up against the headboard. He takes his boxers off and you watch his cock spring out. Your hands travel between your legs as he climbs onto the bed, taking in the sight you’ve missed so dearly for 2 gruelling weeks. “God you’re so beautiful.”

You smile as he pulls your leg, bringing you towards him. He leans down to kiss your shoulders, sucking hard on your collarbone. A hum of pleasure slips from your throat as your hands roam his body. Steve wants to take in every inch of you before he absolutely demolishes you until the sun rises. He takes his time with you as much as his cock tells him to just rail you.

“I haven’t kissed you in weeks.” He says as his nose touches yours. He grabs the back of your head and slams your lips together. He lowers you down onto the bed, making sure your lips never leave each other’s. Your hands wrap around his neck as his free hand lines himself up with your opening.

He breaks the kiss as he pushes his tip in. “Look at me.” He demands and you open your eyes, finding him staring right back. Without warning he pushes himself inside of you and your eyes roll back. Your back arches and your grip on him tightens.

“Take it baby, take it.” Your breathing becomes heavier as he slowly begins to move. He rests his forearms beside your head while your nails lightly rake his shoulders. He picks up speed and slowly the entire bed moves. His size is something you’d never get used to but God does it feel good after so long.

He drops his head down, beside yours as he thrusts into you harder and harder. “Steve!” You moan as he props himself up and places your leg over his shoulder. Faster and deeper, he thrusts making you grip the sheets so hard your knuckles turn white, just to stay in place.

“I missed this pussy.” Your only response is a strained moan with your eyes peering into the mirror on the ceiling. You watch as he stretches, and rocks you back and forth with his brutal thrusts.

“Keep going! Right there!” You yell out, feeling that coil begin to build in your abdomen. Steve can tell and he won’t let it happen.

He breathes deeply as he pulls out of you and grips your hips. He flips you onto your stomach and slaps your ass. You squeal feeling the sting spread through your behind. “Ass up.” He demands and you do as you’re told.

He kisses your lower back as he lines himself up again. Without warning he begins to pound you. In and out, harder and faster than before. His name keeps falling from your lips, followed by a squeal and moan. He grunts and grips your soft ass, rocking you into him. “Steve I’m almost-'' he smirks and thrusts faster. He looks up into the mirror seeing the curve of your body and hips rocking into you violently. Skin slapping against skin, the noise of the bed rocking and your moans are enough to drive Steve absolutely feral. When he looks back down at you, your eyes squeeze shut and your back arches more than it already has.

“Steve I’m-!” You bite the sheets as your legs begin to shake. “Shit!” You yell, as he continues to thrust into you, riding out your high. You struggle to keep yourself upright but Steve notices. He pulls out, which causes you to whine, “shhh,,” He comments as he lowers his head to your folds. With his hands he spreads you out, massaging the soft tissue of your ass as he licks up your arousal.

You shudder at his rough movements, feeling his stubble between your now sensitive heat is almost unbearable. “You’re so good to me.”

“That was just the beginning, love.”

“Oh fuck me…” you breathe out as you roll onto your back.

Steve strokes himself while he stands on the side of the bed, and you catch the drift. “Legs together, move it.” You bring your legs to your chest and line up your ass with the edge of the bed.

Steve grabs you and pushes himself into your opening. “Shit…” He grunts as he thrusts. Faster and faster he slams you into him, to keep up with his own pace.

You grip your breast while he pounds you, “harder please-!” Before you finish the sentence, he grabs your legs and opens them so that they wrap around either side of him. He grabs you and pulls you fully onto him.

He buries himself into you and your back arches. He stays there for a moment, smirking at your squirming, before he resumes with ruthless speed. Your eyes squeeze shut as he runs circles onto your clit while seemingly not breaking a sweat. “Yes yes yes!” Your slight twitches every time he hits that special spot deep inside of you make Steve grunt and moan.

Once again that coil builds in your abdomen Steve lets it happen. Rubbing your clit faster, pounding into you harder and harder, “yes Steve!” Your legs shake again and your back arches. Everything that was sensitive before has now doubled. You twitch and shake, overstimulated with pleasure as he rides out your high, just barely slowing his thrusts.

Still deep inside of you he pulls you to sit up and wrap your legs around him. Since your legs feel like jelly, Steve holds you on his dick by gripping your ass. He didn’t lie when he mentioned he was an ass man. You wrap your arms around his neck again as he fucks you while standing. You moan in the kiss as his mouth explores yours. Slowly he walks towards the armchair in the room and sets you down on it. He rests one knee on the chair and uses the other to hold himself up.

He pulls away from the kiss and picks up the pace you grip onto the armchair and look into Steve’s eyes as he looks from where your bodies connect, to your face. “You like that, slut?”

You nod and squeeze the armchair while he rams himself inside of you. “Yes! I do- oh!”

Slowly, your ability to form sentences becomes messy. Your voice is hoarse from all the yelling and moaning you’ve done meanwhile Steve talks extremely dirty while fucking you on the chair.

“Look at the way your pretty little cunt takes all of my cock.” You moan as you look down, seeing how smoothly he slides in and out, covered in your slick. You watch as his muscles contract and relax with each thrust.

You need to ride him, now. “I want to-'' you're cut off by your own moans.

“Come on, use your words.”

“I want to- to ride…”

“ride what, love?”

“Your cock! Let me ride you-“

“atta’ girl.” He pulls out of you and slaps your cunt before sitting on the bed. “Lay down big boy.” He lays down and strokes himself, waiting for the best view of his life.

As you straddle his hips, you slide his cock between your wet folds, teasing him just a little, watching his hips squirm and buck under you. “Don’t tease me.” He warns, and you shudder finally sitting down on him.

You grip his abs, letting your nails leave marks in his skin. “Shit…” You say as you lean forwards slightly and begin to move your hips.

You build speed, and bounce on him quickly. Your boobs bounce with you and Steve grips your thighs, massaging up to your waist. “My beautiful slut.” He reaches up to grab you by the neck and pulls you down.

You move your hips now, lifting and dropping them on his hips while he kisses you. He cups your cheek with one hand while the other wraps around your head. “Faster love, faster.” You move your hips faster, as your boobs press against his torso. He slaps your ass causing you to squeal and drop your head on his shoulder.

“I’m- im close.”

“Me too!” You say as you shut your eyes and use whatever strength you have left to ride him faster and harder.

“Oh, I’m going to fill you up.” He grabs your hips and stops you from moving, instead thrusting into you. He pounds into you, which bursts the coil in your abdomen.

Your legs shake and you almost fail to hold yourself up. You collapse on top of him but he still holds your hips up, long enough for him to release as well.

“Shit…” He groans as he buries his face in your shoulder. His seed spills inside of you, practically filling you up while he slowly stops thrusting. Sweating in the summer night heat, you both sigh.

As he feels exhaustion weighing in, he drops your hips, letting you sit fully on him. You both relax your muscles and remain inside each other for another few minutes, to catch your breath. You rest your head on his chest and wrap your arms around his torso.

“I couldn’t wait until the morning to have you.”

“I didn’t think I would be able to contain myself either way. Plus, that was hot. Are you kidding me? I woke up with you between my legs.'' He chuckles and runs his hands through your hair, massaging your scalp.

“Hey, you wore that night gown on purpose, you little-“

“and it worked.” He chuckles,

“yeah. It did.” After a moment of silence, he lightly taps your ass, encouraging you to lift off him.

“Let me take care of you now.”

“I should be doing that you just came back from-“

“No buts.”

“Steve, I don't think I can move.” You try to lift yourself off of him but your legs fail you.

“Don’t count on it.” he rolls over with you, pulling himself out.

He takes the chance to look at your cunt spilling his seed all over your legs. “I almost don’t want to get a towel and clean you up…”

“Steve.” You warn in a stern tone, “okay, okay…” he kisses your thigh before slowly getting up towards the bathroom.

Once he cleans you up and gives you a drink, he climbs back into bed with you, also opting to sleep on top of the sheets.

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