It was Good Until it Wasn't (NSFW TOPICS)

Chapter One: Toxic

Bass pounded through her veins and into her head. Her hand came to her temple as she approached the bar for what might have been the fifth or sixth time that night if she had been counting. She pushed her way past two or three layers of people who were entirely too drunk to be making good decisions. The strobing red and blue lights fell onto her face, illuminating the back and forth occupying her brain for the past hour. As her eyes caught with the bartender's, she began to play the game she knew too well. He came closer and her eyes fluttered a few times as she leaned forward. Her fingers gently landed on his forearm and she leaned into his ear. "Two shots of the best tequila you have please."

"On the house" he replied with a wink.

She smiled lifting the glass in her right hand with a sheepish nod before turning around and downing them both with a scowl. On nights like these, she missed the burn that Don Julio used to hold but her swaying hips and innocent demeanor seemed to make the pricey alcohol more accessible these days.

The dance floor was crowded but she wanted the rush of adrenaline that came with being in a seedy nightclub in Miami. It's why she wore a low cut corset and a miniskirt shorter than her attention span this evening.

To put it plainly, she was bored.

It showed in her carefree attitude as she took the bait the men around her laid. Hands that drifted way too low and eyes that said way too much made up the majority of her evening and she was begging for a thrill. Her stunning features and alluring outfit highlighted the fact that her boredom did not stem from lack of interest. As men, both with and without women on their arm, eyed her up and down, there was just no proposition that she wanted to take up because with each encounter, she could only wish it was him.

Now, she was stuck. While she hated the idea of calling him and her stomach flipped at the notion, she needed him. She knew that Steve went to bed hours ago and she knew her desperation for him would come out for his sleep-ridden voice and the 5 or so shots she had taken.

Despite her best efforts, her back was soon leaning against the filthy brick wall of whatever fine establishment she had found herself in this evening. Her manicured nails clicked on the phone in a steady pattern as she dialed the number she knew all too well, only pausing to hover over the call button. It was her last out before she ultimately made the mistake she would regret in the morning.

It rang and rang and for a minute, she convinced herself that he wasn't going to answer.

Of course he wouldn't, its 3 in the morning and her golden boy needed to get up in 2 hours for hi-

"Y/N? Are you ok?"

Her heart fluttered at the concern that laced itself into every word that left his obviously exhausted mouth. The shuffle of his bed sheets made a playful smirk grow on her face as she imagined her favorite version of the super soldier that she knew all too well. She knew that tonight, on a Friday, he probably stayed up later than he should have reading and she also knew that he probably threw his white tee on the floor and she hoped his grey sweats followed.

"Y/N?" His voice pulled her from her fantasies as she began her lie in a voice sweet enough to cause cavities.

"Yeah, Yeah I'm ok, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to wake you Steve, I just needed to talk to someone"

"What's on your mind?"

His compassion triggered a twang of guilt in her chest that she pushed back and rationalized with her neediness for the super soldier. "I miss you Cap, it's so lonely in Miami"

His throat cleared at the insinuation in her voice, bring a quiet and breathy giggle past her lips.

"You should be home in a couple weeks, right? then we can all get together and celebrate?"

She bit her lips as an excited blush rose to her face. "No Steve, I miss you"

"We'll I miss you too bu-"

A soft groan interrupted his thought as she continued, "And I miss all the things we could be doing at 3AM if I weren't stranded in Miami right now." She took his bashful silence in stride as her sickeningly sweet tone and dirty words began to attract the attention of not only Steve, but also three bouncers taking their smoke break. As she continued, a blush found even their faces at her innuendos and borderline vile language. "I'm just sad Stevie because these guys try and try, they just can't do it like you"

"Y/N-"

"And I promise I have been so so so good and-"

"Y/N, I-I really can't do this right now- I mean I really want to but" He paused for a moment and hope glimmered in her eyes but it was quickly gone as he continued." I-I just cant.... You know how I feel and what I need from you"

At the sting of initial rejection, a bratty pout formed on her lips as she made another push. "Stevie, I know what you want and you know that I can't give you that right now. Why don't you let me tell you what I need and take your mind off it? I'll give you a hint, I haven't had it since my last night in New York"

As he let out a soft chuckle, his phone picked up a noise that shot her fluttering heart down, leaving it to shatter as it hit the floor.

"Babe, You coming back to bed?"