Steve Rogers x Reader Oneshots

The Drive-In***

Summary: It's date night! It was your turn to choose the date night activity and you decided to take Steve to a drive-in movie since he's never been.

Warning: smut - semi-public, dirty talk, oral (male receiving), p in v sex

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You drove up to the Avengers Tower in your dad's red 1965 convertible Mustang named Lisa. She was your dad's first car and, eventually, yours. You loved the vintage car and so did your boyfriend, Steve. He always took up the opportunity to drive it.

"If I was out of the ice in the 60′s, you'd definitely see me with one of these."

You giggled, "I'd definitely go for you if I was alive in the 60′s."

Steve drove up to the drive-in parking lot waiting to buy the tickets behind the rest of the other cars. Tonight's movie was Hitchcock's North by Northwest. You really liked the movie and you figured Steve would to.

Steve drove up to the ticket booth and the young man occupying it was stunned, "You're-You're-"

Steve held his finger to his mouth, "Ssssh. Trying to keep a low profile. Going undercover."

The teenage boy nodded, "Wh-What movie?"

"North by Northwest."

The boy printed out the tickets and handed them to Steve. Steve held out a twenty dollar bill, but the boy refused, "Free of charge. For saving the world and whatnot."

"Come on. There's no need for that." Steve tried handing the kid the money.

The kid shook his head, "Really, Captain. For free."

Steve smiled and retracted his hand back, "Thank you, son."

The kid smiled, "No problem." Steve gave a nod and then drove off to find a good parking spot.

You smiled at him, "That was nice of him, but you really didn't need to lie about being undercover."

Steve shrugged, "I wanted to make the kid's night."

You laughed, "I'm pretty sure you succeeded, hon."

Steve drove up to a parking spot in the middle that gave you the perfect view of the over sized screen. You bent over the chairs reaching for the blankets, drinks, and snacks in the backseats. Your butt was right next to Steve's face, so he took the opportunity to smack it causing you to yelp.

"Hey! Hands to yourself, Captain."

Steve laughed, "Sorry! I just had to! You know how much I love your ass."

You gasped as you sat back down, "Such foul language coming from Captain America. You have a dirty mouth."

Steve smirked at you pulling you closer to him, "And this dirty mouth can do a lot more than talk, sweetheart."

You smirked back at him, "Don't I know it." You winked at him then turned on the radio finding the right station. After doing so, you spread out the blanket atop both yours and Steve's legs. Steve's arm went around your shoulder pulling you to him.

The lights around the parking lot dimmed and the movie projected onto the screen. You quickly looked up at Steve who was already staring at you. He leaned down and captured your lips with his own. His hand went up caressing your face. Then he glided his fingers down your jaw to your neck then your chest to your breast. He gave it a soft squeeze causing you to pull from the kiss.

"We're supposed to be watching the movie."

"Okay, okay. Sorry." Steve pressed one last kiss to your lips and his attention went back to the screen.