Steve X You - Blog Posts

Oh gosh I love your Imagines <3 Can I request a Steve imagine where you're a couple now for quite a Long time but you both wanted to go slow, so you havent slept together yet. One time Steve calls you to his Apartment and when you arrive he has already set up a dinner and is all dressed up. Later that evening you want to make the next step and Steve carries you to the bedroom and you end up having a sensual, night together? :) I love Your Imagines & I'd love some smut hihi

a/n: you sure can, thank you so much my love! <3 also sorry it’s so long, i think that when my brain sees the word sensual it’s like “make it super detailed for no reason” so yeah. it think this might be the longest one i’ve written so far but it’s okay, i love me some steven grant rogers. i really hope you enjoy it angel!

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Being with Steve was almost enchanting at times, the way he treated you made you feel like you were in the 40’s being whisked into a whirlwind romance with the most handsome soldier you had ever laid eyes on.

Steve was notably from a different time, the way he treated you almost shocked you at first. He’d hold open doors for you, bring you flowers, pull out your chair. He even carried a handkerchief around when he was with you.

You and Steve had been dating for about 6 months when the topic of sex came up for the first time. It was one of the few times you had been to his apartment at the time, it was a regular movie night before heading to bed. As you settled in beside Steve, you looked to your left and you couldn’t help the thoughts that had swirled in your head.

“Steve?” You whispered “Yes y/n?” You weren’t sure if you wanted to bring it up at first, the subject being a bit awkward in the moment. Steve shuffled closer to you and absentmindedly rubbed his hand up and down your back, soothing you.

“Have you thought about what it would be like for us to, you know” you cleared your throat. In the dim room you could see Steve’s shy smile as he realized what you were hinting at. “Um, yes actually I have but here’s the thing” you swallowed waiting for the worst “I actually just wanna take it slow for a bit” you inaudibly sighed in relief

“What do you mean by that Stevie?” It was his turn to clear his throat. “I just, what we have right now is amazing. And believe me I have thought about it, many times, but I want to build up to it. I want to make it special” you smiled at the thought, again you knew that Steve was old fashioned in that way and his explanation eased your mind.

“Honestly, that sounds perfect” you agreed “Yeah?” He kissed your forehead and pulled you into him, his chest against your back. After that the conversation didn’t really come up anymore and it really had no need to, you both were perfectly content with taking it slow and just enjoying each other’s company.

Over the next six months things had been pretty much the same, but closer towards the year mark, you could feel how his kisses started to linger, how he would press his body all that much closer to yours at night, how his hands had gradually moved down your back every time he hugged you. The little things like that.

Even though you spent a lot of time at Steve’s apartment, you had only been dating for a year so you still lived on your own. Dates surprisingly were very often with Steve, it felt like every chance he had he was cooking dinner for you or taking you out somewhere, in short they were a very common occurrence but exciting nonetheless.

So when Steve texted you that night asking you to come over in nice clothing, you were excited to see him and see what he had planned. You hadn’t seen Steve in a while, he had just had a mission recently so he’s been a bit busy and you missed him.

You got dressed and headed over to Steve’s, practically bouncing in the driver's seat with excitement. You walked up to his door and heard the faint sound of music, and you smiled as you knew that Steve loved to play records from the 40’s.

You walked into a dimly lit apartment and Steve standing in the middle of the kitchen, your eyes darted around the room and you saw that Steve had made a gorgeous looking dinner and had set the table with candles and two glasses of wine.

“Steve” you gasped out “what’s all this for?” Wiping his hands on his pants Steve rushed to pull your jacket off your shoulders, hanging it by the door. He held his hand out to you and you took it, letting him pull you into him to give you a soft kiss on the lips. “I didn’t forget anything did I?” He let out a very cute laugh “No you didn’t forget anything honey, I just wanted to do something nice for you”

You leaned up and kissed him again “Well thank you Mr. Rogers” you pulled away and took a really good look at him “Speaking of something nice, you look amazing Steve” Steve was wearing a nice fitted navy blue button down tucked into what looked like black slacks, all of which fitted him perfectly. He offered you a shy smile and bowed his head as a silent thanks “Oh I almost forgot, let’s eat”

As you made small talk asking about his day and even smaller talk about the results of his recent mission, you heard a very familiar song come on. All of a sudden Steve got up and offered you his hand “May I have this dance Miss?” You smiled at him as you slipped your hand in his “Why yes you may, soldier” the meal long forgotten as Steve whisked you into the middle of the kitchen.

He wrapped his arm around your waist and your hand grasped his, your other hand sliding up to his shoulder as you began to sway back and forth. You reached up to kiss his cheek and feeling the bliss of the moment, you began to hum along as you closed your eyes.

Never thought that you would be

Standing here so close to me

There’s so much I feel that I should say

But words can wait until some other day

Steve twirled you around and smiled at you as he pulled you back into his arms.

Kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again

It’s been a long, long time

Haven’t felt like this my dear

since I can’t remember when

It’s been a long, long time

He spun you out then back in, both of your laughs echoing off the walls of the apartment as he held you from behind.

You’ll never know how many dreams

I’ve dreamed about you

Or just how empty they all seemed without you

So kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again

It’s been a long, long time

As the excitement of the moment died out, you rested your head on his chest, and Steve had both of his arms wrapped around your waist holding you tightly against him. As the music died down, he pulled back. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and leaned down to give you the sweetest kiss.

You gently rested your hand on the back of his head, everything else seemed to fall away until it was just you and Steve in your own little world. You both pulled apart, resting your foreheads together “I want to take care of you tonight” he finally whispered, eyes closed as it seemed that he was relishing the moment just as much as you.

“What?” You said as you pulled back to get a good look at your boyfriend. Steve opened his eyes to look at you “I want you, y/n” he said gently cupping your cheek “Only if you agree, I know we said we’d take it slow, and tonight has already been perfect. It’s your choice doll”

You leaned up nudging his nose with yours “Kiss me Steve” you two shared another passionate kiss as Steve picked you up bridal style and carried you to his bedroom. Steve eventually set you down on the corner of the bed, he stood in between your legs and leaned down to give you another kiss before helping you pull your shirt over your head.

As soon as your shirt was off, you pulled Steve’s shirt from where it was tucked in and began working on the buttons from the bottom up, pressing kisses up his torso until you were kneeling on the edge of the bed to reach. He grabbed your face in both hands as your lips met, you worked his belt free and slid it out of the loops, dropping it on the floor, both of your shoes already discarded god knows where.

Steve popped the button open on his pants before pushing you back on the bed, kissing down your stomach to your waistline. He undid the button on your jeans and pulled down the zipper, gently easing them down your legs as his lips followed, pressing kisses on the skin there, his own pants following suit with your help.

You held your hand out to Steve pulling him on top of you, missing the warmth of his body. You took his hands and guided them around your back. As he unclipped it he slid off your bra straps kissing your shoulders as they fell.

With a bit of effort you rolled the super soldier onto his back, giving him a kiss before trailing it down his neck and torso before you got to the waistline of his boxers. You looked up at him through your lashes to see that he was watching you through half lidded eyes.

You hooked your fingers in the band before sliding the material down his legs. You leaned down and pressed a very gentle kiss to the shaft, almost ghosting your lips over his cock. You could feel Steve tense slightly as you made a move to take it in your mouth. “Don’t” he said as he pulled you up “Tonight’s about you” “but Steve-“ he rolled the two of you over, face inches from yours “Let me make you feel good sweetheart, okay?”

Steve sat up, kneeling on the edge of the bed as he pulled your underwear gingerly down your legs. He ran his hands up your thighs before pulling them apart and kneeling at the foot of the bed. The blonde peppered warm kisses on each thigh, each one getting closer and closer to your already damp heat.

“Steve it’s not fair to y-” you cut yourself off with a moan as he pressed a kiss to your clit. Your hands wound in his hair as he started licking warm strips from your entrance to your clit “You taste so good honey, even better than I could’ve ever imagined” he mumbled against your pussy.

“Steve, I want you inside of me, please” you pleaded, desperate to have his cock inside of you. Steve crawled back up your body, he took his cock in his hand rubbing it through your folds before he pushed himself in.

Both of you let out gasps at the feeling of Steve inside of you for the first time, your hands grasped onto his sides as you waited for the slight stretching feeling to subside. Being with Steve was a whole new experience, completely unknown but oh so good. He planted soft kisses all over your face as you felt yourself begin to relax “I’m gonna move now sweetheart okay?” You nodded

Steve started out slow, interlocking your fingers on the pillow beside your head as he began to rock his hips back and forth “God you feel amazing” he breathed. It was erotic really, the way he moved. The deep pants, the way he made eye contact with you as he pushed you repeatedly into the soft mattress. It gave you a feeling similar to what you thought being high was like.

He slipped a hand underneath you and cradled your head closer as he began to move faster, now starting to help you chase your orgasms. Your hands dug further into his sides as you rested your chin on his shoulder, panting and moaning into his ear.

You could taste the saltiness of his sweat as you kissed his neck “I’m almost there Stevie” you whispered into his ear and you felt him shudder as you spoke. “Me too baby, just a little bit more”

He angled his hips and started to hit that spot inside of you just right. It felt like the wind got knocked out of you as he began hitting it over and over again, you felt Steve’s cock twitch inside of you as you clenched around him. “Steve I-“ you cut yourself off trying to catch your breath “Let go for me y/n, I’ve got you” all it took after that was one deep thrust and you were releasing all over his cock, clenching around him and scratching down his back.

Steve grunted at the feeling of you cumming and squeezing his cock, his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth fell slightly open as he began to get closer to his own orgasm. You clenched around him again as you came down, wanting to help him cum himself. You pressed your lips to his neck as his thrusts started to get sloppier and needier “It’s your turn love, cum for me, I know you're almost there” you whispered in his ear again.

Steve gave one last hard thrust and was cumming inside of you, you closed your eyes and relished the feeling of the warmth he gave you. You rested a hand in his now sweaty hair and kissed his temple as he panted into your neck. Steve pulled back to look at you, the sight of you underneath him and slightly sweaty made him fall in love with you even more.

He slowly pulled out, holding back a groan at the sight of his cum spilling out of you, before getting a washcloth and gingerly cleaning up your sensitive pussy. Steve helped you into one of his clean shirts and a fresh pair of underwear before pulling new boxers onto himself.

The large man tugged you into his chest as he laid down, pulling the sheets over the two of you. “That was even better than I thought it would be” you admitted as you rubbed your fingers over his bare chest. “It was amazing y/n, I’m glad we waited. Tonight was perfect”

“It very much was” you yawned out. Steve smiled and tugged you closer “Get some sleep doll” he looked down at you and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before turning the lamp off.

Super Soldiers

pairings: bucky barnes x female!reader steve rogers x female!reader

word count: 1295

warnings: sexual content 18+ (IF YOU ARE A MINOR DNI) threesome, choking kink, dom!bucky, dom!steve, explicit language, kinda sexual slow burn

again if you are under the age of 18 please do not read as this is purely for sexual purposes.

and as always please do not copy or repost my work in any way without my consent.

(NOT MY GIF)

“Well doll, would you look at you, so pretty all sprawled out for us like that” a deep voice said, a second after you could feel metal fingers run over your bottom lip as you whimpered. “Doesn’t she Stevie?” Bucky adressed the other soldier in the room.

“Shes absolutely gorgeous, Buck” in the dark room you could hear his footsteps getting closer to the bed. The tall blonde ran his hand from your ankle, all the way up to your chest. His eyes on your face as he traced his thumb repeatedly over the now hard bud, making your back arch.

You let out a moan before Steve moved his hand up to the collum just below your throat “please” you whispered, he swallowed at the sound of you so wrecked for him, then he allowed his fingers to curl around your throat and apply just the right amount of pressure.

Your eyes fluttered closed as you felt the delicious feel of his hand on your throat. He leaned down, pressing his warm lips to yours and you moaned into his mouth as your hand flew up to a head of short hair. “Steve” you moaned against his mouth.

As the kiss began to get more heated, Steve slowly pushed you back on the bed. As his lips started on your neck you heard a low groan from beside the bed. You turned your head to the side and saw that at some point, Bucky had pulled up a chair and was watching you and Steve for a bit before joining in.

Your eyes closed as you felt the bed shift and then a second pair of lips on your neck, Steve trailed back up and captured your lips in his as Bucky trailed down your body. The soldier took his sweet time peppering kisses along your stomach and tighs, down your legs and back up again. You squirmed at the feeling of Bucky’s hot kisses on your bare skin and that fact alone made his cock twitch in his pants.

Steve kissed your forehead and shushed you, telling you that you’d just have to be patient. And in that moment the brunette soldier dropped his head between your legs, licking, sucking, biting, you name it, that man was doing it to you.

You threw your head back and let out a loud moan at the relief of his hot tounge on your sweet pussy. Steve shuffled down the bed and the men shifted so he could fit. He added a thick finger in as Bucky lapped at your clit. As the pleasure washed over you in waves, you weaved a hand in each man’s hair, tugging and pulling trying to get as close to them as possible.

You could feel yourself getting closer to your peak as Steve added another finger inside of you, Steve knew it too when he felt you clenching around his fingers. Bucky sucked your sensitive clit into his mouth and you started to teter on the edge. “You wanna cum don’t you sweetheart? It’s okay, let go for us honey”

Bucky hummed, sending vibrations throughout your body and right as you were about to cum, he reached up and wrapped his right hand around your throat. You grabbed onto his wrist as you came hard all over Steves fingers.

Steve cooed and worked you through your high. Bucky pulled away and replaced his tounge with his metal fingers working your swollen clit, the sudden cool feel of it made you jump “there you go doll, such a good girl” Bucky praised as you came down, breathing uneven and heavy.

You hummed, eyes half closed and heavy. As your eyes closed all the way, you felt a hand on your cheek “wake up doll, we’re not done with you just yet” you peeked at the two super soldiers “there she is” Bucky teased.

“We want you to cum at least one more time for us okay, sweetheart” Steve whispered in your ear sending a rush of blood down to your core. Steve turned you so you were on all fours. You could hear the sound of two belts hitting to floor, one after the other. Bucky slid underneath you, cock very erect and tip slightly purple.

Steve kneeled behind you and pressed a few kisses to your back, he rubbed his cock through your lips getting his cock slick. Bucky pressed a kiss to your throat as he pumped his cock a few times. “Ready doll?” you nodded frantically, body already trembling in anticipation.

Both men pushed into you at the same time, groans coming from all three of you at the feeling. “mm so damn wet” bucky groaned. They stilled to let you adjust to their sizes, the stretching feeling a little painful but you loved it all the same. After a minute you could feel your body relax, the needy feeling coming back. “Move, please” you groaned.

“That feel good sweetheart?” he panted into your ear, your eyes fluttered closed and you could feel Buckys eyes on you. Your brain so foggy, you forgot to answer Steves question. Bucky grunted underneath you giving a particulary hard thrust “Steve asked you a question doll”

“Yes, yes it does, it feels so good steve please” Steve chuckled before he began to rub harder, tighter circles on your clit. One of Bucky’s hands came up to your chest and squeezed your breast, rubbing his thumb over your nipple.

You could feel the familiar feeling bubble up in your abdomen at all the stimulation, and Bucky and Steve could feel it too. “You gonna cum baby? C’mon i know you can do it, cum all over our cocks” Bucky rasped from below you “Be a good girl doll, let it all go” Steve chimed.

One of your hands flew to Bucky’s shoulder and the other grasped Steves hand on your hip tightly as you came on the super soldiers cock, moaning and trembling as you clenched around both of them. “So good, gonna cum inside of you honey” Steve grunted, thrusting faster “me too” Bucky panted.

After a few minutes of very hot panting and grunts from the two super soldiers, they both came, cocks twitching and spilling inside of you, countless praises spilling from their mouths “Oh god yes, honey” another groan “fuck, feels so good doll, god your so beautiful” the three of you stayed like that for a few minutes catching your breaths.

Steve planted another kiss to your back before he lifted himself up and pulled out of you, Bucky following a second after. He helped you off of him and onto your back as Steve went to the bathroom. He came back with two washcloths and handed one to Bucky, kissing your cheek as he cleaned you off.

Steve joined you two back in bed and helped Bucky pull the sheets over you three as you were already starting to drift off. “You okay doll?” the brunette asked softly, you nodded “more than okay Buck” The two men laughed “I think we should do this way more often” Bucky said

“Buck, we do this a few nights a week”

“Whatever, punk”

Steve x female!reader smut

WARNINGS: kinky!steve, slight dubcon, dom!steve, sub!reader, teasing, thigh riding, hold the moan, touching in public, dirty talk, color system, steve is absolutely filthy in this, and i'm not sorry. MINORS DNI BELOW THE CUT, 18+ ONLY

side note: uuhhh yeahhh i kinda got carried away with this, and i will not apologize lmao.

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“When’s the last name you’ve got any action, grandpa?” Tony asked.

Steve, who was currently taking a drink, almost choked.

“Give you 20 bucks he’s still a virgin.” Bruce said back, a smile creeping onto his face.

“Okay fine. Easiest $20 I’ll ever make.”

Steve chuckled and turned to them.

“For your information, I’m not. But if you gotta know, it was before I went into the ice.”

Tony made some comment about Steve being the oldest and horniest man alive.

“Will you two leave him alone?” You barked. “It’s rude to ask someone about their sex life.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Tony rolled his eyes at you. “You’re just being defensive cause you wanna tap that. Don’t blame you, though. I mean look at him, he’s 250 pounds of pure muscle and-”

“Holy shit, Tony! Shut up. You’re drunk.” You laughed, swatting at his shoulder.

Steve glanced over at you, his eyes lingering a little too long on your hips. It was less than a second, but you automatically felt his eyes on you.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

— — —

After that night, you had made it your personal mission to fix Steve long lived dry spell. It wasn’t like you would be throw yourself at him. Ever since you had joined the team, you and Steve had flirted with each other. But you had just figured it was more of a work relationship type thing.

But guess it wasn’t. You started noticing the little touches he would give you, whether it was trying to get around you in the kitchen or out on the battle field. His hand would just stay a little too long for it just to be harmless flirting.

And ever since then, you had been doing everything in your power -without being too obvious- to have Steve finally notice you.

“Hey, Stevie.” You smiled at him, squatting down to observe the dumbbells that were on the floor.

“Hi, Y/N.” He muttered from behind you, his eyes glued to your perfect ass. You were currently wearing leggings and a sport bra to work out in. Something new that you had started doing. You had purposely worn your sheer leggings, knowing Steve would be in the gym today.

You grabbed the 30 pound dumbbell and walked over to him, smiling still.

“Will you spot me?” You asked, batting your eye lashes. Steve nodded and stood behind you with his hands out as you proceeded to do squats.

“Didn’t even think you could lift 30 pounds, Y/N.” He chuckled awkwardly.

“Hey!” You squealed playfully. “Gotta keep myself tight somehow.”

You squatted down one last time, your ass cheeks barely grazing over Steve’s dick as you went down. Steve went rigid, and it felt like all of his blood went rushing to his cock, leaving him light headed.

You dropped the dumbbells and reached behind you to stretch your arms out. Turning around, you smiled at him noticing how flush he looked.

"Thanks, Stevie. I'm gonna hit the showers, Nat, Wanda, I are having a girls night." You patted his shoulder as you walked past him, headed towards the locker room. Steve just stood there nodding stupidly, praying to whatever god that was out there that you didn't notice his very obvious erection.

But you most definitely did notice it.

As soon as you disappeared behind the door, Steve ran into the other locker room, locking the door behind him. He turned the shower on and shed his sweaty clothes, his painfully hard cock smacking him in the stomach. Stepping into the shower stream, he moaned quietly, his hand stroking his cock.

Why was Y/N being such a damn tease? Didn't he see he wanted to fuck her in oblivion? Was it really that hard to notice? Or was he just bad at dropping hints? This would be a third time he’s touched himself this week thinking about you underneath him, moaning for him, begging for him.

Steve fucked his hand harder, the thought of your ass in those leggings flooding his thoughts as he painted the shower wall with his cum. He let out a frustrated sigh, still feeling unsatisfied. Touching himself has worked before, why wasn’t it working now?

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“Movie night!” Tony yelled, plopping down in the arm chair. It was Friday, and as a tradition the team would watch a movie together. And so no fighting happened about what movie to watch, they took turns picking one out. And this week is Y/N’s turn.

“Fifty Shades or Grey? Are you kidding, Y/N?” Sam rolled his eyes in annoyance.

“It’s a good movie!” You protested, sitting down next to Steve. “There’s more than just sex in it, Sam.” You pulled a blanket overtop you and Steve and crossed you legs, you knee bumping into Steve’s.

Steve could already feel the hotness creeping up the back of his neck. A movie all about sex? That would make people uncomfortable, wouldn’t it?

Y/N hit play on the movie and the opening credits started, the recognizable rainy skyline of Seattle filling the screen.

It was about halfway though the movie, and Steve was already pitching a tent in his pants. He glanced quickly at the rest of his males in the room, seeing if anyone else was hard. But he was the only one. Thanking Y/N silently for covering him with a blanket, he soon released his mistake.

Steve felt a hand land on his upper thighs, squeezing it softly. His eyes went wide and a snuck a look over at Y/N, who had no expression on her face. Your hand continued upward, leaving little squeezes and soft caresses as you went. Steve stirred uncomfortably, the tip of his dick pressing painfully into his jeans.

“Got ants in your pants, capsicle?” Tony asked, which reciprocated a loud “shhh” from Natasha.

As Steve opened his mouth to answer, Y/N palmed his dick, your finger tips ghosting over his balls. He quickly shut his mouth, clenching his jaw to hold back a moan.

As soon you started your hand disappeared back into your lap, a small smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth. Steve was dumbfounded. He wanted to yell at you for doing this to him- in the of the living room of at places! But at the same time he wanted to drag you back to his room and shove your head down onto his cock until you were choking. He wasn’t sure which one would come first.

The ending of the movie was stupid and Steve was still hard, making him grumpy. The rest of the team got up and said their good nights but you and Steve stayed planted on the couch.

“Well, good night Stevie.” You whispered, starting to get up. Frustrated beyond belief, Steve grabbed your wrist tightly and pulled you in so you were straddling his thigh.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He hissed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” You smiled innocently.

“Don’t be coy, Y/N. It’s not very nice.”

Y/N looked at Steve, his beautiful blues were raging with anger and lust. It should have scared you, but it was just making you more turned on. You slowly drug your heat against Steve’s thick thigh, shuddering.

“Well, you were oblivious to my other hints. So I decided to be straight foreword.”

“You are playing with fire.” Steve growled, his hands finding your hips, moving you up and down on his thigh.

You leaned in close, your hot breath hitting his ear. “Good thing I’m a convicted arsonist then.”

You suddenly stood up, your core was begging for more attention but you waved goodnight to Steve, leaving him on the couch.

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It was a couple days after the movie night, and Steve still hadn’t ruined you yet. You were starting to think you pushed him too far and he wasn’t interested anymore. He had been avoiding you like wild fire and whenever he was forced to speak with you, it was spiteful.

Getting your thoughts to calm down, you climbed into bed and pulled the covers over yourself, nuzzling your freshly cleaned comforter. Just as you were starting to fall asleep there was a loud sharp knock on your door.

Grimacing, you threw the covers off you, you eyes darting to the clock. Someone better be dying to have woken you back up this late. You flung the door open and snarled “What?”

The figure in front of you pushed into your room, kicking the door closed with closed with his foot. Spinning you, he pinned you against the wall, his breath hot on the back of your neck.

“I’m gonna show you what you do it me.” Steve growled, biting you softly on your shoulder. You let you a high pitched whine as his already hard cock pressed into your ass. “And you’re gonna take all of it, like the good little girl you are.”

“Steve-” You moaned, pushing your ass farther back into his hips. He hissed and grabbed your hips, slamming them back into the wall.

“Don’t be a fuckin’ greedy brat. If you’re good, I’ll reward you. If not- we’ll let’s just say it’ll be fun for me.” A soft moan fell off your lips. "Oh, what's wrong? Can't keep this act up anymore, can you sweetheart?"

Steve spun you back around so you were facing him. Your cheeks were flushed and you could feel your lips getting chapped. Steve's hair was messed up, tuft's of it sticking up. He didn't look like the calm and collected Captain America you were used to seeing. His pupils were large, blown up with lust and need.

"Get on you knees." He whispered. You sunk down, your hands placed in your lap. Steve had hardly even gotten started and you were already submissive for him, and it just turned him on more knowing he was able to tame you this easily.

Steve dropped his sweatpants, his cock springing free from its binds. Y/N licked your lips in excitement. You knew he was big from feeling him on the couch the other night, but seeing it was a different experience. It was long and thick, and a large vein that zigzagged across the bottom of it.

You hands grabbed the back of his thighs and you licked his tip lightly. He shuddered, your actions sending shivers up his spine. You pushed your mouth deeper into him, your tongue dragging along the bottom. You blinked up at Steve, looking at him through thick lashes. He let out a strangled moan and grabbed the back of your hair, pushing himself down your throat.

You gagged and spit bubbled out of the corners of your mouth as he fucked your mouth. Breathing through your nose, you tried to relax the back of your throat so he could all the way in.

"You lettin' me mouth fuck you like a good little girl?" Steve panted, sweat beading on his forehead. You moaned in response, the vibrations causing him push into you even faster. "Fuck sweetheart, so good, so fucking good."

Steve felt his orgasm rapidly approaching and he tried to pull away, but you kept him still by holding onto his thigs, knowing he was close.

"No, fuck, Y/N, stop." He sputtered. You stopped working him, his cock falling out of your mouth with a wet plop.

"Can't handle me, Captain?" You asked looking up at him, your bottom lip sticking out. "S'okay. I knew you couldn't."

Steve felt the same rage he felt in the living room bubble up in his chest again. He grabbed you by your hair, dragging you to your feet. His face was inches from yours as he brought you in close, his breathing ragged.

"You're being bad again, Y/N." He growled, his voice dangerously low. "Do you need to be punished, sweetheart?"

Y/N's eyes widened at his words. Steve Rogers was one kinky fuck. He steered you over to your bed, his hand tight on the back of your head still. Sitting down, he pulled you across his knee and yanked your panties down.

His fingers dipped in between your legs, collecting the wetness to his tips. He chuckled darkly and you heard the sound of him sucking on his fingers, licking away your honey.

"Hmmm, so sweet. I knew it would be. Too bad your mouth is filthy, or I would be devouring your little pussy right now." He chuckled again, his hand running across you ass cheek. You shuddered, knowing what was about to happen. "Y/N." Steve said suddenly, all the dominance in his voice disappearing. You looked back at him, surprised. "I need to hear your colors, sweetheart."

"Green for go, yellow for slow down, and red to stop." You whispered.

"Where are you at right now, doll?"

"Green. So green."

The dark and domineering look returned to Steve's face after hearing you speak those words. "Good."

Smack! You let out a whimper as Steve's rough hand collided with your soft skin. "Count, little girl."

"One." You panted.

Another smack, and you cried out, your head hanging down.

"You gotta count doll, or we're gonna restart."

"Two." Your cheeks stung and you were blinking back tears.

You made it all the way to six, until you were begging him to stop. Your words coming out as incoherent mumbles and whines. Steve sat you up in his lap, snaking his arms around your waist. You buried your head into his bare chest, trying to calm your hard breathing.

"Such a good girl. Did you learn your lesson 'bout mouthin' off to me?" He mumbled into your hair, as he placed soft kissing on the crown of your hair.

You nodded. "Yes." Steve set you carefully on the bed, trying not to be too rough knowing you were still recovering. He pressed a hard kiss on your lips, his body sliding on top of yours. You softly moaned, tasting him for the first time.

"I've dreamed about this night, Y/N." He groaned, his bare cock rubbing against your heat. Your hips bucked in response, but he moved a strong hand to your side, pinning them down. "About having a whining mess underneath me," He placed a wet kiss on your neck. "Letting me take you, anytime, anywhere." He bit down on your collar bone. "All while you're begging me to fuck you."

"Steve, please." You begged, your core aching for some sort of attention. "I need you to-"

"Need me to what, Y/N?"

"Touch me, please, Stevie." You cried out, finally not able to take it anymore.

He smirked, and moved down to your pulsing heat. "Oh, sweet girl." Steve purred, his breath hitting your pussy. It made you shudder knowing he was that close to your most intimate parts. "You are drenched. Did I do this to you?" You moaned in response, but apparently that wasn't good enough. "Use your words." He stuck a long, calloused finger inside of you, curling up words.

"Yes, fuck yes, Steve!" A scream ripped through your throat. "It's you, it was you!" You sobbed.

"Good girl." His lips attacked your clit, swirling his tongue clock-wise, as his finger worked in and out of you, and it felt like your stomach was doing flips. You sat up slightly and removed your tee shirt, throwing it somewhere over Steve's shoulder. His free hand instantly snaked up to your breasts, squeezing on your nipple.

You let out a string of curse words as you came finally, your thighs shaking. That must have been the most mind blowing orgasm you've ever had. But Steve didn't give you time to recover. He instantly added two more fingers, the tips of them hitting your g-spot every time. His lips suction-cupped around your clit, sucking and nibbling on it very softly.

"Oh, my god Steve." You whimpered pitifully. "Please-fuck." You slammed your head back on the pillows and grabbed his hair. "Please, Steve, I'm gonna cum again."

You felt him laugh on your clit and you moaned, noticing how good it felt. The feeling of your stomach doing flips returned, and you groaned. You came and your vision blurred, ears ringing. You tugged on Steve hair, trying to pull him away from your clit.

"Yeah, that's a good girl." Steve murmured, finally coming up for air. He moved back on top of you and slammed his lips into yours. You tasted yourself on his beard stubble and his tongue. "You taste so good doll. I coulda been down there for forever."

"Please, can I have your cock now Stevie? Please, I've been such a good girl."

"Only because you asked so nicely." He grinned, kissing you again. You watched with hazy eyes as he pumped his cock in a fist a few times before lining himself up with your entrance.

He slid his tip along your slick folds, a moan falling off his cum-covered lips. Slowly, he pushed into and your legs wrapped around his waste.

"Oh, fuck baby." He groaned. "You're so fucking tight for me."

He finally bottomed out, his balls slapping against your taint. You felt him pull back out before he slammed back into you, hard. You gasped, loving how he completely filled you up. His cock scratched the most deepest places you could never reach. Steve started going at a relentless pace, your headboard smacking against the wall with each thrust. You couldn't form a single thought as he drove into you. Every nerve was light on fire and exploding like a firework.

Your walls clenched down around him and he cried out. "You gonna cum again for me sweetheart? Is my fat cock gonna make you cum?"

You somehow whimpered out a yes, nodding your head. You saw a devilish smile creep across Steve's face as he grabbed your legs by the back of your knee's, lifting your ass off the bed. He sat up and brought you to him and started going faster than you could ever imagine.

"FUCK!" You screamed, your fists balling up the sheets, turning your knuckles white. Your entire body shook as your orgasm washed over you like waves. Steve pulled out of you and set you back on the bed. Noticing that he was out of you, you felt cold and empty. He hovered over you as you moaned and twitched, your entire body overstimulated.

"Y/N, honey?" He asked softly. "What's your color?"

"Green." You moaned, body still on fire.

"Y/N-"

"It's green. I promise." You reached up for him, touching his chest. Your fingers traced over a small scar, wondering how he got it. You would have to ask him sometime. His large hand clasped over your small one, and he brought it to his mouth, kissing your knuckles tenderly.

"Face down, ass up." He whispered, still kissing your knuckles. You turned your body to how he wanted, wiggling your ass in anticipation. He slid his fingers down, checking your wetness. You heard him spit into the palm of his hand, and stroke his cock. "How do you want me, love?"

"Slow. I want to feel you."

Steve pushed back into you, your body a little more adjusted to his size. The two of you moaned in unison, reveling in the feeling of his cock sliding against your velvety walls. Each time he thrusted, he almost came all the way out of you. His nails scratched your ass and your name fell off his lips. You knew he was close, but you didn't want this mind blowing feeling to end.

His pace picked up a small bit and you moaned a mouth full of curse words into the pillow. "Baby, please-" You moaned. "I can't cum again."

"S'okay. Your sweet little pussy has me so close." He grunted. Steve hooked a strong arm around your chest and hoisted you up, your body flush against his. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." He whispered into the crook of your neck. "So fucking beautiful, my sweet little girl."

"Steve." You groaned, your voice full of lust and love. "Cum in me, please."

"Oh, fuck." He whimpered. His lips connected to your sensitive flesh on your neck, sucking on it hard. He was marking you. You were his. "Fuck...fuck." You felt his hips stutter against you. "So fucking good, Y/N." His white hot seed spilled out inside you. "Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!" He cried. "Look at you, taking all my cum like a good little girl."

He pushed into you a few more times before letting you go, and rolled onto the bed. You collapsed next to him, your head falling on his chest. When his breathing finally slowed, you looked up at him. He was smiling like an idiot.

You giggled, kissing him on the cheek. One of his hands reached up and cupped your cheek. "I told you that you were playing with fire, Y/N."

"And I told you that I'm a convicted arsonist."

Steve laughed and got out of bed. "Here- let's clean you up." He grabbed a towel out of your laundry basket and whipped you clean. He did the same to himself before coming back to bed.

Steve pulled you close and kissed you on your temple, his stubble tickling you. "I think we're gonna have to do that again, but without all the teasing." He chuckled.

"But that's the fun part." You protested, and he swatted at your butt. "Okay, fair enough." You smiled.

Just as you were slipping into unconsciousness, there was a loud knock at your door. You felt Steve pull himself away from you, and cover you up with a blanket. You watched as he grabbed another towel and wrapped it around himself, and opened the door. You couldn't see past Steve's' large shoulders, but you could hear who it was.

"Listen, I'm happy you're getting some, but please go to your room next time. I don't wanna heard the damn headboard hitting my wall all night." Sam grumbled, sleepily.

Whoops.

It Happened-Chapter 5: Adventure Time

Word Count: 1818

You had spoken to Fury over the phone before leaving, letting him know that you would need to be off duty for a while due to your pregnancy. You had decided against telling him about your leaving the compound. You figured the less people that knew, the better. The hairs on your arms and the back of your neck stood on end, at the thought of one the many enemies the Avengers have faced, finding out about you carrying Captain America’s child. You shook the thought from your head, knowing you would die before you would allow anyone to harm the offspring of you and Steve.

As you headed out of your bedroom, you were slightly disappointed when you saw that Steve wasn’t there to see you off. You steeled yourself in the fact that you and he needed to think things through to make sure the baby would be raised in a safe & healthy environment. You looked around the room one last time, and a good memory swam to the front of your thoughts. Smiling to yourself over the pleasant reminder, you opened the door to leave and almost ran smack into Wanda. Your eyes darted to her hands, that were holding her own luggage. Your smile faltered as you realized that she wanted to come with you. “Wanda, I think you should stay here. The team can’t afford to have us both gone.” Wanda shook her head in disagreement, “Y/N, the next couple of months are going to be a trying time for you. Are you sure you want do it alone?” “Yes, Wanda I’m sure. I just need some time to figure everything out, I won’t be gone long. Plus I’ll check in with you often and keep our mental connection open so that you can pop in on me whenever you want.” Wanda looked at you unconvinced, “Promise?” You held out your pinky to your sister from another mister, as a sign of good faith. You both tightly clenched your pinkies together, swearing to keep in touch until your return. After sharing a tight hug, you turned away and headed for the garage. You dumped your belongings into your Black Audi TTS Coupe, hopping into the driver’s seat you started the engine as a quick reminder ran across your mind. Courtesy of ever nosy Tony Stark, every car in the compounds garage had tracking equipment placed on them, for just in case reasons per Pre-HYDRA, SHIELD protocol. You knew if you left them in, Steve or Bucky would easily be able to find you if they wanted to. You hopped out and made quick work of snatching out every tracker that you knew of in your car. You walked over and placed them on Steve’s motorcycle, you then looked down at your cell phone knowing that the one in your phone couldn’t be removed. You placed it on the bike with the other trackers and hopped back into your car. Revving the engine, you exited the garage and put the compound, your teammates, Bucky, and Steve in your rearview mirror to quickly drift away. * * * Steve, Natasha and Bucky were still seated in your and Steve’s apartment at a stalemate when FRIDAY broke the awkward silence. “Captain Rogers, your wife has exited the compound.” Steve blew out the breath he unknowingly held, “FRIDAY, can you turn on the trackers in her car and cell phone. I at least want to know where she is, in case of an emergency.” Natasha began to shake her head knowingly when FRIDAY uttered a quick response to Steve’s request. “I’m sorry Captain, but she removed the trackers before leaving, they are currently located on your bike along with Mrs. Rogers cell phone.” Bucky began to chuckle lightly, bringing Steve and Natasha’s attention to him. “What is so damn funny?” Steve said to the man, his voice unable to hide his annoyance. “You are Steve,” Buck replied with a smug grin. “…for being the amateur that you are at tracking Y/N. That’s what’s funny.” He stood and puffed out his chest slightly, “F.R.I.D.A.Y. pull up Y/N’s locket tracker.” “Yes, Sergeant Barnes.” The A.I. had a holographic screen presented, showing a blue-colored dot moving at a steady pace along the New York state outskirts. Steve stared at the man in shock, “You had a tracker put on my wife?” Bucky’s metal arm plates began to shift, annoyance clear on his face, “NO, I put a tracker into my girlfriend’s locket before you stole her from me!” The two men glared at each other across the coffee table. Natasha had, had enough of the testosterone volleying through the room. “Okay, we’ve already established that you both are very overprotective of Y/N. Can you two hash out your issues now?” Steve and Bucky looked away from each other, their faces still holding stern looks. Natasha sighed slightly at their stubbornness. “If you two don’t find some middle ground to agree on and move forward, I don’t see this ending well for everyone.” Both men looked at her in annoyance, knowing that she was right. They turned their glares back to one another. Steve huffed out a breath and spoke first. “Why Buck? Why Y/N? You could have any woman in the world, you already have one of the best.” Steve glanced briefly at Natasha, giving her a soft smile. His gaze returned to his best friend, “Why are you trying to steal my wife?” Bucky slid forward and leaned across the table, facing Steve. “I told you before, she was mine and you stole her first.” Steve scrunched his face up in disgust, “Buck, do you hear yourself right now?” As the two men began to quarrel loudly over one another, Natasha stepped in once again. “STOP!”, she yelled. The men’s discussion had ceased, but they continued to stare at one another. “You two are still arguing, instead of trying to understand one another. Let’s not go over what we already know. You two need to come to an agreement on what’s going to happen from here on out.” Natasha walked over to where Steve was sitting. She stood behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck, she moved her mouth near his neck and kissed him gently there, feeling Steve’s body tense up. She looked back up at James, his eyes barely hiding their glare at his wife’s actions. She whispered into Steve’s ear, knowing James’s serum enhanced hearing would hear her message loud and clear. “Didn’t your mothers ever teach you two how to share?”, she winked at her husband. Steve looked up at Natasha with confusion spread across his face. She rolled her eyes at him and walked around to the front of his chair, taking a seat in his lap. “James, you had every intention of including Y/N in our relationship, if she had agreed to it. And we all know Steve clearly still wants to sleep with me.” She watched as his eyes searched the floor as if the answer were located there. Natasha turned her attention back to Steve “Y/N gave you permission to have sex with me.” She ran her fingers through his hair, and looked at him questioningly, “Why can’t we all just share?” Steve opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, at a loss for words. He looked over to his friend and saw that Bucky looked to be giving Natasha’s idea actual thought. As if it was only a passing thought, Bucky’s eyes quickly fell back on to his wife. “And you think that I am just going to allow you to sleep with Steve? So, he can take you from me, too?” Natasha shook her head, “James you are not allowing me to do anything, Y/N is ok with Steve and I sleeping together. You clearly aren’t going to let Y/N go, you have to be able to give and take.” “S…ss...so, we’d all be sleeping together?” Steve questioned Natasha, his cheeks turning slightly pink under her gaze. “We don’t have to make it a group thing if you don’t want to, but we can be with each other whenever we want, sort of like an open relationship, except it’s only open to the 4 of us. Think about it Steve, I know you and Y/N have some things to work out once she comes back, but do you honestly want to not be with her anymore?” Steve shook his head, he didn’t want Y/N to leave in the first place, much less to divorce the present love of his life. Now that he knew they were expecting a child, it only reinforced that for him, he had absolutely no intention of leaving his wife. He still couldn’t explain the sexual desire that pulled him to Natasha, wishing he’d kept his mouth shut instead of rambling about it to Sharon. He’d hoped that telling the woman would keep her from coming on to him while he was at her residence, but it only seemed to slightly stall the blond. Natasha could read from his eyes that he was going to go along with it, she then turned back to her husband. “So, James, are you willing to comply?” He gave a firm nod to his wife, letting her know he would allow her to sleep with Steve. Bucky got up and walked over to where she and Steve sat. He bent slightly and gave her a deep lingering kiss on the lips, as Steve looked on. Rubbing his thumb gently across the apple of her cheek, he then gave a nod of okay to Steve as he stalked out of the room. He thought back to what Natasha had mentioned earlier about “giving and taking”. He would need to give a little in order to get what he really wanted…YOU, he wouldn’t be completely ok until you were back at the compound, safe in his arms. He still loved you, as much as he loved his wife, she understood his desire for you. Natasha had still agreed to marry him, even with the knowledge that one day, it would be the three of you sharing a bed. James hadn’t accounted for Steve to interfere with his plans, but now he knew that getting you to leave Steve would be extremely difficult, if not impossible. Unless you personally made the decision yourself, he would have to accept the terms as they were. He made it to his and Natasha’s bedroom and shut the door. Taking out his phone, he pulled up your tracker, seeing that you had stopped only two hours away. He knew it was probably just a temporary stop. He decided then, not to allow Steve or his wife to be a distraction from keeping watch over you. He would bring you home if it was the last thing that he did.

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It Happened-Chapter 4: Huh?

Word Count: 2039

You turned around, eyes glued to the floor, you couldn’t will yourself to look Steve in the face. You tried to walk around him, but he stopped you before you could make it out of his reach.

“Y/N, don’t walk away from me. I’m not going to ask you again…are you pregnant?” His eyes were willing you to look at him.

You sighed, you weren’t in the mood to talk about this right now, you just wanted to shut yourself off from the world. “Yea, Steve, I am.”

His head dropped as he ran a hand down his face, like all the stress of the world had fallen on him. “Please tell me the baby isn’t Bucky’s?” His voice falters for a second, “It’s mines, right?”

Your head snapped up, you couldn’t believe he would think you’d hurt him on that kind of level. What kind of person did he think you were? Probably the type that Sharon said you were. Before you could reply, Bucky spoke up.

“For Christ's sake Steve, after all the crap that ditzy ass dame just spewed out of her mouth, that’s what the fuck you want to talk about?”

Steve turned and stared angrily at Bucky, “I wouldn’t have to ask my wife any of this if you would have kept your fucking paws off her.”

“She shouldn’t have been your wife in the first fucking place.” Bucky roared back.

They started to walk towards each other, both men amped up and ready to strike. Wanda, bless the darling, had enough initiative to use her powers to stop them in place before they reached each other.

Sam held his hands out on either side to both men, “Okay, you four…” he briefly eyed the two couples, “…need to have a sit-down and talk to each other, before someone gets hurt any further or worse. Do you need me to mediate?”

“No, I think we all can agree to be civil, for the baby’s sake at least.” Natasha had spoken out of nowhere, she’d been silent the whole time, save for her comment to Sharon.

Your thought to leave still nagged at you, but you knew this talk had to happen or it was never going to. You also had your own questions that you needed answered. You proceeded to walk towards your bedroom, Steve grabbed your hand as you made your way. You snatched it back, being all lovey-dovey was the furthest thing from your mind at the moment.

You sat on the bed, as Steve made his way to the chair nearest you, you watched as Bucky came and took a seat on the couch. Natasha shut the door behind her and went to sit near Bucky, but he pulled her into his lap.

Your eyebrows shot up and you snorted lightly at the gesture. These men and their possessiveness, you thought to yourself.

No one spoke for what felt like an eternity and you were getting antsy. “So, are we just going to sit here brooding, or are we going to actually talk?” you said to no one in particular.

Steve looked at you, “Is the baby mines Y/N?”

“We didn’t make love until after you knocked her up,” Bucky emphasized, contempt laced his voice.

Steve looked at him with a fire lit in his eyes, then back to you. “So, you had sex with him, even though you knew you were pregnant?”

You could hear the anger in his voice, but you had to take your medicine no matter how bitter. “Yes”, was all you could meekly get out.

Steve huffed and cracked his knuckles, “How can you say love me, and do all of this to me, to our child?”

You shook your head, willing yourself not to cry, “Steve I made a mistake, I’m sorry.”

Bucky sighed, “It wasn’t a mistake Y/N, I know you still love me. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have let it happen.” Your eyes turned to fire at his words, heat coursing through your veins, you charged up toward him.

“Why do you insist on ruining my life, you left me to be with her.” You pointed to Natasha, “What is it, huh, do you hate me that much that you can’t stand the sight of me being happy with someone else?”

Bucky’s face fell at your comment, “You think I hate you, after all of this, after what I told you that night?” He tried to reach for your hand but you stepped back.

Steve spoke up from where he was, “So, why?” Steve walked over to Bucky, stepping in front of you, his body shielding you from Bucky. “Bucky you’re my God damn best friend, why would you do this to me?”

Bucky huffed as his eyes shifted towards the ground, unable to look Steve in the face. “You think it was easy for me to watch you take my gal and marry her?” Steve looked at you from over his shoulder then back at Bucky. “You didn’t even hesitate, did you? Steve, you sit here acting like I betrayed you, but you betrayed me first. I would never date one of your girls.”

“So, because it’s me and not some guy you don’t know, that’s why you did this. You don’t hate me or her, you just don’t want us together?” Steve spoke, trying to get an understanding of what was going through Bucky’s head.

“That’s not fair, to me or Steve. Bucky, you’re making it like we were still together when Steve and I started dating. You let me go, I was free to date who I wanted.” You shifted to Steve’s side, your hand trembling, you slowly grabbed a hold of his hand to show Bucky. You feared Steve would move away from your touch.

Bucky eyes darted to your hands interlocked with Steve’s, then to Steve’s face and finally to yours, staring into your eyes like he was trying to touch your soul. “Once mine, always mine. I thought after you saw everything that happened between Natalia and me, since our finding each other again, that you’d understand that doll.” Steve’s grip tightened on your hand, it isn’t painful, but it's uncomfortable.

“Then, I overhear that she’s carrying your baby, instead of mines, Steve you had to have known that would fuck with me on the inside.”

You looked weirdly at him, you hadn’t told him until after you two had, had sex. Seeing the confused look on your face, he explained. “I heard your conversation with Dr. Cho when I was near the labs the day you found out. I knew I had to do something then, before you told Steve about the baby or I was never going to get my Y/N back.”

Hesitation showed in his demeanor, while Natasha had, had enough. “Just tell them already James, you sound like a villain laying out their master plan, before killing their enemy.”

Your eyes darted to Natasha and back to him, she was being weirdly calm about the whole situation. It irked your whole entire being. Bucky sighed, “Y/N I had planned to ask you to become my…” he looked at Natasha and then back to you. “Our girlfriend.” He gestured to him and Natasha, “I was trying to give you some time to deal with everything and let your feelings settle down, but before I could get the chance to ask you, Steve and you had started dating. I tried to wait until you two fell apart on your own, but then you,” he pointed at Steve “just had to go and marry her.”

You and Steve stood there wide-eyed and temporarily flabbergasted, though you recovered quicker than Steve. “So, hold up, let me get this straight, you thought you’d just ask me to become a threesome with you and your wife, who you cheated on me with and that I’d say yes and pop out however many babies you wanted and that it would all be fine and hunky-dory???”

Natasha came to Bucky’s side and held his hand, she rallied in his defense. “No, he loves you Y/N, we would all be equal partners, an actual polyamorous relationship, not just sex and mating.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing and from her of all people. Steve apparently had heard enough. “Natasha, you can’t be seriously condoning this?” Suddenly you remembered your questions from earlier and snatched your hand back from Steve.

“You’re worried about her condoning this, but you have yet to explain why the fuck you were at Sharon’s all week, and discussing fucking Natasha, with her.” You huffed at the end, suddenly winded from getting all that out. You stepped away and turned to face Steve, staring into his eyes. “Did you sleep with her?”

Steve scoffed, “No, God how could you think I’d do something like that to you?”

You walk up to him slowly, “You disappear for a week, without telling a soul where you’re at, turns out you’re staying at your ex’s…”

“She’s NOT my ex!” Steve yells, throwing his hands up in the air in frustration.

Your eyebrows shot up, “Oh, I’m sorry, I mean your “flunky". You roll your eyes, “Turns out you’re at her home this whole time, sharing deep secrets with her like you’re at summer camp.” You began to pace the floor, “Like the fact that you have a past with your best friend’s wife, that you didn’t feel obligated to share with him or me, and let’s not forget the cherry on top of this fucked up sundae-you still want to fuck her.”

“It wasn’t like that Y/N, I was just blowing off some steam.” Steve stepped back and fell into the couch.

You scoffed, crossing the short distance between you two, you looked him dead in the eyes. “Do you want to fuck Natasha?”

He stared at you silently, you didn’t have to search his eyes long to get the answer, his silence didn’t help either. You turned away shaking your head, with a small laugh. Steve was always easy to read, and it seemed to have gotten impossible for him to lie to you at all since you two had gotten married.

You muttered, “Go ahead.”

“What?” was everyone’s response, you’d forgotten that Bucky and Natasha were even in the room.

You turned to face Steve, so he wouldn’t miss hearing you a second time. “I said go ahead, fuck her. I won’t stop you.” Steve looked at you in shock, Bucky sat with his mouth gaped open like a fish and Natasha’s face held her usual look of indifference. Steve tried to speak, but you held up your hand to stop him, you softened your demeanor.

“It’s ok Steve, really, it’s only fair.” You walked up to him and touched the side of his face gently, “It seems like we both were just trying to replace someone we lost, and that isn’t love, Steve. I think we need some time apart, it would help us figure out if that’s all this is, or if our relationship is more than just that.”

Steve stood up, shaking his head in disagreement, “No Y/N, I just found out your pregnant, you can’t just leave.”

“Steve, I’m pregnant, not handicap. I’m not leaving forever, I just need to clear my head, there’s a lot going on that I’m trying to process.” You squeezed his hand to reassure him.

Natasha chimed in, “Y/N my 2 cents may not be worth much here, but being pregnant and alone doesn’t seem like the greatest idea.”

You looked at her with a smirk on your face, “Thanks Nat, but I’ll manage.” You turned to walk past Bucky to get to your room to collect your things. Bucky reached out and held onto your hand. “Doll, please don’t go.”

You snatched away from him. “STOP!” You saw him step back, sadness shown in his blue eyes. You wriggled & twisted your hands in one another, “You’ve done…” You shook your head, “We’ve done enough already.” You continued to your bedroom and locked the door behind you.

Bucky fell into the seat across from Steve, they both sat still, with looks of defeat across their faces, so Nat cleared her throat to get their attention. “So…what now fellas?”

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It Happened

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Love is such a messed up thing sometimes...

A tale where Bucky and you were together but he left you for an old flame, you found love again eventually. You've moved on, but apparently, he isn't pleased with who it's with and what major moves you and your love are making. Also, he's bold enough to tell you about his displeasure...like you give a crap!!!

Warnings: Cheating, Heartbreak, Pregnancy, Betrayal, Marriage, Angst & Fluff & Smut, Daddy kink, Discussion of Abortion, Song Lyrics-Can you guess the song?, Possessive Bucky Barnes x reader, Possessive Steve Rogers x reader, Bucky Barnes x Natasha, Steve x Natasha, Wanda x Vision, Sam Wilson, Bruce Banner, Pepper Potts x Tony Stark, Sharon Carter, Clint

A/N: I’ll add more tags as I see fit, I’m trying to not give the story away too much.

Chapter 1: Why now?

Chapter 2: Before the Storm

Chapter 3: Oh Shit!?!

Chapter 4: Huh?

Chapter 5: Adventure Time