Description:
When an attempt to enjoy your time with your Captain goes awry, an argument ensues
TW: Explicit Wording, NSFW Topics
The look of pure annoyance as Steve listened to you and Captain laugh loudly together was evident on Steve's face. He watched Captain gently place a hand on your shoulder and he couldn't help but growl lowly.
He didn't understand why he felt like this. But, he knew he should've been the one laughing with you. He should've been talking to you. He wanted all of your attention and felt as though he deserved you and only you.
Of course, he never said any of this out loud. That would be disastrous. Steve, eyes rolling at your giddy attitude around his captain, walked towards the two of you, sitting down next to you at the bar counter of Frank's. "Hey, Y/N, I was wondering if you'd like to-" "And the way he fell over and just, BOOM, died! Hahahaha!" Captain explained to you, making you completely ignore Steve while he was trying to speak.
Steve was done. He was tired of being ignored and left behind. He needed you to notice him. To appreciate him. To love him. But you never would. Not while John was around. Steve stood abruptly, leaving the bar and making his way to find the tank, not thinking that it would grab your attention. But it did. You watched him, standing slowly and following.
"I'll be right back, Cap'." You reassured and he smiled, nodding and wiping his tears of laughter away while chuckling to himself.
"Steve? Buddy?" You called out across the vast land that is almost always used as a battlefield. You noticed a grumpy looking Steve climbing inside of his and Captain's tank, surprisingly forgetting to close the hatch.
You followed quickly before he noticed, trekking the side of the war vehicle and slipping into the entrance. You looked around, calling for your friend over and over when he replied, startling you, "What do you want?" He questioned, making you smile in confusion, "Why'd you leave, dude? Don't you wanna hang out with me and Captain?" You asked him and he flinched at the sound of the other name, eyes darkening.
"Not if he's with you." He answered, shocking you. "What?" "Why is it always him, huh? Is it because he's a higher rank than me? Or do you just like him better? Either way, it doesn't matter."
"What are you talking about, Steve?" You backed up a little, feeling a little angered by his words. He sounded agitated, which led you to assume what he was saying was meant to be offensive.
"You know what I mean. You're always with him. You just ignore me and I try so hard to get your attention, but you never cared." He started to shout, rage swirling in his eyes. You furrowed your eyebrows, crossing your arms. "What is your problem?"
"CAPTAIN IS! HE'S MY PROBLEM! WHY CAN'T YOU SEEM I'M BETTER THAN HIM! I CAN DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU THAT HE CAN'T AND YET IT'S LIKE YOU DONT EVEN CARE ABOUT THAT!" He screamed, frightening you a little. You thought deeply about what he said and realized.
"Steve...are you jealous?" You asked quietly and he turned to look at you, tears now slipping from his eyes and rolling down his cheeks, "Is it not obvious already?" He said said with anger in his tone. You sighed, reaching for the sides of his helmet and lifting it slowly. You tossed it, also removing yours and throwing it to the floor of the tank.
You held Steve's face and wiped his tears, smiling sympathetically as he raised a hand to place on top of yours and leaned into the warmth of your hands. He sniffled, grinning through his tears as you gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead, even though he was taller than you and you had to pull him down a little.
"Oh, Steve." You felt his face get warmer as you continued to kiss him all over his face softly. Then, you paused, staring at his lips and looking him in the eyes. He seemed nervous, but he suddenly grabbed your hands, pulling them from his face and holding them in his own. Then he leaned down to kiss you.
His hands quickly but gently moved to your hips, gripping them. You tried to lean upward, deepening the lip-to-lip contact. Your hands traveled to the back of Steve's head as he moved you to the control panel. He picked you up, setting you down on his lap when he sat in the tank's driver seat.
"Y/N, please, let me love you." He begged quietly under his breath when you both pulled away from the kiss. You rested your forehead on his, both of you breathing heavily. "Are you sure you wanna do this here? What if John-" Steve stopped you, starting to slip the rim if his uniform bottoms down, along with his boxers.
He didn't fully remove them, but he moved them far enough that his dick was able to be free. "I don't give fuck about John right now. I just....I need you." He confessed, sneakily slipping his fingers inside your pants and squeezing your waist a little. You nervously laughed, unbuttoning your bottoms and smirking, "Since you asked so nicely~"
Steve helped you take your pants off, starting to kiss you again while he lifted your hips over him, slowly lowering you onto his length and wincing at the feeling of your walls starting to close around his dick. You huffed, letting out a single, small whimper before starting to bounce yourself on his lap.
You wrapped your arms around Steve's neck, feeling intense pleasure. You were both panting quickly, enjoying the feeling of each other's warm bodies. You whined as you started to slightly speed up, burying your face in his neck and muffling your moans.
The feeling of your breath on his neck sent pleasurable shivers down his spine and throughout his entire body. "God, Y/N-" Steve mumbled, reaching out and grabbing onto your hips to help you move yourself. "You're so beautiful like this." He grinned, only getting a groan in response.
Then, all at once, you stopped moving and cried out, shaking, while Steve grunted your name and finished inside you. "Wow." You spoke first, making him laugh, "Wow is right." He snickered, running his his hands through his hair as he leaned his head back tiredly.
As he tried to catch his breath, you kissed his neck a little, smiling to yourself, "Steve?" You called, getting him to look up. "I love you. I hope you know that." You told him.
"I love you too. I love you so fucking much." He replied, nuzzling his face onto your shoulder and hugging you. You giggled, hugging him back. Hopefully, Captain didn't get suspicious and come looking for you...
