Three weeks since Steve left.
Three miserable weeks. I was finally gonna go out tonight, I wanted to make myself feel better. So I put in a skimpy dress and headed to a club.
I had never been to this one so I knew no one. I instantly walk to the bar and order a couple shots and a mixed drink, quickly drinking them. I order three more shots, taking them and then scanning the crowd. I think about Steve again...I wondered what he was doing. Was he even thinking about me? I get up and drag myself to the dance floor and close eyes, moving my hips along to the music. I smile and lightly sing along, opening my eyes as I hear another woman singing.
She grabs my hips and dances with me, smirking as she pulls me in and kisses me. I smile and slide my hands up her side, biting her bottom lip as I pull back.
I return to my dancing and close my eyes, putting my hands in the air as I bite my lip. I open my eyes and look down to see hands on my hips, the man spins me and presses me against his chest. "What's your name?"
"Y/N."
"I'm Steve." He grinds against me.
My eyes widen, "Steve?" He looked nothing like MY Steve. He slides his hands down to my ass and squeezes onto my, then pulling my right leg around his waist. He grinds into me again, smirking as he makes me feel his bulge through his pants.
"Can I get you a drink?"
"Definitely." I nod. He leads me out and over to the bar.
"What brings you here tonight?" He asks after getting me a drink.
"Wanting to have some fun. Forget the real world for a bit."
"Well...I have something you should try." He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a small baggie of white powder.
"Fuck yeah." I grab my drink and chug it. "I'll get us a private room." I point upstairs.
He follows me over to the security, I give him a couple hundred dollars and grab Steve's hand. Once we get into the private room, he pours out the powder and takes a card out, separating it into several lines. "You first, sweetheart."
I look up at him in shock from that nickname.
I shake off the thought and lean down, holding one side of my nose as I snort the powder. "Fuck." I shake my head as he does the other line. I then do the next one.
I had never done drugs until now...but who fucking cares.
Steve grabs me presses his lips on mine, I close my eyes and smile, imagining my real Steve kissing me. He turns me and bends me over, I hold onto the wall as he pulls my dress up and unzips his pants, putting a condom on. I keep my eyes closed, imagining Steve's hands grabbing my hips and pushing into me. I try to imagine his cock inside me, slamming into me until I scream his name.
"Right here Steve." I moan, biting my lip as my Steve in my head slams into me harder.
Suddenly the Steve behind me cums after twelve seconds. I sigh in frustration, getting pulled back to reality. He sighs, "Shit...did you-"
"No. I didn't." I fix my panties and roll my eyes, pushing past him and leaving the room. I push my way out of the club, finally feeling the fresh air.
Just as I start to walk down the sidewalk, someone grabs my hair and hits the back of my head.
Knocking me out.
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Infatuated - (Fem Reader X Steve Rogers)
Fanfiction( This story has nothing to do with the movies and includes nothing to do with powers or super soldiers. ) Y/N L/N was taken at a young age by Alexander Pierce and forced to join the notorious Gang: Hydra. You were brainwashed until the age of eight...
