Angel Of Death - (Fem Reader X Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson)

Chapter 35 - Book

⚠️QUICK SMUT⚠️

(Sorry for the time jump 😅)

Within the next two years, Sam, Nat, Steve, and I tracked down groups of criminals using alien weapons all over the world. Wanda and Vision had run off together, they haven't been checking in lately, which was making Nat upset.

At the moment we are staying in a hotel outside of London, I decided to pass my time by sitting in the empty park across the street, getting a little bit of sun before I had to go do laundry. Today was the first time this week that it was a nice sunny day.

"Hey..." I open my eyes to see Sam standing above me.

"Hey Sammy." I smile.

"On my way to the store I found this book store..." He sits beside me. "I found this book...I thought you would like it." He smiles and hands me a big heavy book.

"All of Edgar Allen Poe's works....you remembered?"

"Of course I did." He leans back on his palms and watches as I open it. "Read me something.?"

I flip through until I find one. "It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know. By the name of Annabel Lee. And this maiden she lived with no other thought, Than to love and be loved by me.  She was a child and I was a child, In this kingdom by the sea.  But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee. With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven, coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, in this kingdom by the sea. A wind blew out of a cloud by night, chilling my Annabel Lee; So that her high-born kinsman came and bore her away from me, to shut her up in a sepulchre. In this kingdom by the sea.The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me- Yes! that was the reason, as all men know,  In this kingdom by the sea. That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling  And killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love. Of those who were older than we- Of many far wiser than we-  And neither the angels in Heaven above,  Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul. Of the beautiful Annabel Lee- For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams. Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes, of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea-In her tomb by the side of the sea."

I look up as I stop reading, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a nice reading voice?" Sam smiles.

"No...no one has." I softly smile.

"Well you do." Sam moves a strand of my hair behind my ear, "Read me some more."

I flip through the pages, glancing up to see Steve watching us sadly.

TIME SKIP

I always preferred doing laundry late at night...well I guess it would be morning. It was great that this specific hotel had a little laundry room with only four machines. Luckily no one came out at two in the morning.

I was sitting on top of the washer with my legs crossed, holding my new book up and reading some poems. I don't look up as the door opens and closes, then I hear it lock and the blinds go down. "Whatcha doin?" I ask, knowing it was Steve.

"I couldn't sleep."

"Your laundry is folded over on the table." I point, not taking my eyes away from my book.

"Thank you." He whispers, walking over to me. He takes my book and throws it aside on the dryer, pulling my hips forward. He then opens my legs and rests between them.

"I was reading that." I sigh, sitting up. I bite my lip as I rub my hands through his overgrown hair, sliding them down to his his beard and then to his shoulders. "I really like the look."

Steve chuckles, "I miss you, Y/N." His eyes linger down my body.

"Oh yeah? In what way?" I look down between us and smirk. I knew what he wanted, we had hooked up a couple times last year but...never did it again.

"In many ways." He leans forward. I close my eyes as he softly kisses me, tangling his hand in my hair as his other hand squeezes my hip. I smile against his lips as he starts to tug down my leggings with one hand.

I help him pull down my leggings, quickly kicking them off as we break apart. He throws off his shirt and yanks mine over my head. I bite my lip and slide my hand down my stomach, slowly rubbing onto my clit as he tugs his pants down. He starts to stroke his cock, watching my hand move faster. "Better hurry up, or I'll change my mind." I smirk.

"You look so beautiful like this." He smiles, standing back between my legs. He grips my thighs and pulls me to the edge, slowly rubbing his cock up my cunt.

Steve hisses as he pushes into me, holding onto my hips as he stays still for a moment. I lean back on my elbows and close my eyes as he slowly pulls back and pushes back in.

Steve leans in and kisses me, his hips slam against me as he moves faster. I smile against his lips as I sit up and dig my nails into his arms, Steve moans as I slide my hands under his arms and grab onto his shoulders. My back arches, pushing my chest into his as he slams into me over and over.

My eyes roll back as he suddenly pulls out of me and releases onto my thigh, both of us laughing as the washer beeps at the same time. He holds onto me as he catches his breath, not saying a word....just holding me.

After cleaning myself up I pull on my clothes as he smiles and takes his clean clothes, slamming the door behind him as he leaves.

Why was I doing this?