Astral Lovers

CHAPTER 19



WARNING

This chapter contains explicit sex scenes.
If you are not comfortable with this topic please don't read.

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Lily POV

"Babe, you are perfect.Relax"
I watch him as I walk toward him and stopping behind him.
Steve continues to stare into the large mirror in our room.
He is wearing a black sweater where the immaculate collar of a white shirt peek out from his collar and a pair of jeans.
Simple but he is always breathtakingly beautiful.
Will this man ever stop having this effect on me?
We have known each other for months now and yet every time I see him my heart goes somersaults in my chest.
"It's easy for you" he exclaims torturing his hair.
"I should have cut them.Damn!" he whispers to the image of him reflected in the mirror.
I giggle and he pouts.
"You don't have to please a man who hates you" he murmurs under his breath.
Staying behind him I wrap my arms around his waist.
"Steve, my love" I call him softly looking for his eyes in the mirror.
And when I find them I smile.
His wonderful sea-colored eyes full of anxiety and fear are fixed on mine.
"First of all, your hair is perfect.Second thing my father doesn't hate you"
I see him roll his eyes and then his gaze returns to his reflection while with his hands he tries to smooth out nonexistent creases on his perfect sweater.
"You overacting babe" I snort away from him and headed for the bed to sit on it.
I grab my shoes and put them on and then grab my mother's earrings and the necklace Steve gave me for Christmas from above the bedside table.
I wear the earrings and then I get up and approach my wonderful Captain.
"Would you help me?" I ask him handing him the necklace and lifting my hair uncovering the back of my neck.
"Sure" Steve replies.
"And I don't overacting" he adds slightly crossly.
I laugh heartily.
"Babe you refused a shower with me"
"Because I didn't want to be late.I know Strange cares about punctuality"
"Steve,when I asked you, dinner was still four hours away.We could never be late"
Steve doesn't reply.
He knows I'm right.
He fastens my necklace and kisses the back of my neck before I can let my hair down.
"Sorry.Maybe I'm a little nervous" he admits.
"Just a little" I tease him by making fun of him.
He finally laughs.
I was tired to seeing him sulking.
His arms close around my hips.
"Did I already tell you that you are beautiful tonight?"
I roll my eyes.
"Steve I'm wearing jeans and a shirt"
"You are always beautiful" he replies convinced kissing my lips.
I smile as my cheeks turn red.
I detach myself from his embrace, go to the closet and take his shoes, handing them to him.
Steve puts them on and takes one last look at the image of him in the mirror.
"Let's go or we'll be late" I hear him sigh.
"Wait a minute.I want to try something my dad taught me last week"
Steve looks at me with a raised eyebrow but he doesn't say anything.
I hand him my bag and I position myself in front of him closing my eyes, trying to concentrate as much as I can.
I recall all the power of the Stone to me.
The Space Stone is able to create space-time portals, so it is also able to open a simple portal that takes us to the Sanctuary.
I raise my arms extending them in front of me.
I feel the power rising from my chest to focus along my arms.
I open my eyes and a slight blue glare radiates from my fingers.
A small beam of light illuminates the wall in front of us.
Slowly the light increases until the wall in front of us begins to dissolve.
Within the blink of an eye, the large dining room of the Sanctuary appears in front of our eyes.
My father is watching me with wide eyes.
In his hand he holds a stack of plates that seems to be barely wavering.
I turn to Steve smiling at him.
"What do you think about it?"
His mouth is open as if he wants to speak but he can't find the words.
"I'm good, huh?" I smile.
I walk towards the portal but Steve remains planted in his place.
"C'mon Captain!I don't know how long it can work" I invite him to follow me with a nod.
Steve walks through the portal right after me and a moment later it closes in a sizzle of blue sparks.
My father puts the plates on the table and strode up to me.
A huge smile on his face.
"I'm a really good teacher"
"Maybe I'm the one to be a good student"
We laugh together as we hug.
I move away from my father's arms to turn to Steve who is strangely silent.
He looks really embarrassed.
He shifts the weight of his body from one foot to the other.
I wave my eyes to my father, encouraging him to talk to Steve.
Strange walks over and holds out his hand to him.
He accepts and they shake hands.
"Thanks for being here Captain.I'm sorry I misbehaved you.I hope you can accept my apologies"
Steve smiles.
"No problem doctor.I understand why you behaved so towards me and if I had been in your place I would have done the same thing"
I feel my heart racing furiously in my chest, I feel so happy that I could start screaming.
"After all we want the same thing" says my father, looking at me.
"Absolutely" Steve replies, giving me a very sweet smile.
"Let's go!The dinner is ready.Let's take a seat" my father invites us.
Steve walks in front of me and pulls the chair back for me to sit down.
We begin to dine talking cheerfully.
Steve and Strange manage to chat amicably.
Everything seems to be going well.
"So Steve"
My father begins, wiping his lips with a napkin.
"What are your intentions with my daughter?"
I choke on the wine, spitting it out on the plate in front of me.
For a moment I think I'm suffocating.
Excessive coughing shakes me and my eyes water non-stop.
Steve pats me on the back and hands me a napkin.
"Are you okay, honey?" he asks me softly.
I shake my head.
I look up and my father is watching me with his arms crossed over his chest.
"What kind of question is that?We are not in the Middle Ages dad!" I reproach him while some last aftercough shakes me.
"It's a very simple question.I'm your father.Steve is your fiance.I think I have the right to ask"
I can't believe his words.
Why does he have to embarrass me?
"First of all, he's not my fiance.We've only been together for 5 months, 5 months absolutely chaotic.Even though we love each other, it's still a little early to talk about this.Especially to talk about it with you!I think this is a speech that should be held only between me and Steve" I reply in an authoritarian way.
Steve puts his hand on my arm and gets my attention.
"It's okay, honey"
Then he turns to my dad.
"Stephen, my intentions are serious.You know very well"
"Will you marry her?"
Oh my God I can't believe it.
I sink into my chair feeling dying of embarrassment.
Why doesn't the earth open under my feet making me disappear?
"Of course" Steve replies.
I whirl towards him.
"What's up?" he asks me not understanding the reason for my surprised look.
"I think you have to talk to me first, don't you think?"
"You already know that you are my forever.What's the problem in telling him?" he asks me pointing to my father.
"You are embarrassing.Both of you" I reply angrily with my cheeks on fire.
"But..." Steve tries to retort and I stop him immediately.
"Steve, we're not in the 40's.You don't need to ask for my hand"
My father looks at us with an amused look.
He really seems like he's enjoying all my discomfort.
"Who says he shouldn't do it?" my father teases me.
I roll my eyes.
"God!You really are two old men"
Both men in front of me look at each other smiling.
I puff crossing my arms over my chest.
"I almost preferred when you two didn't get along" I murmur between my teeth.
Steve laughs then stands up and leaning towards me kisses my temple.
"Excuse me but I need the bathroom"
"Sure" replies my father.
"It's the door on the right at the end of the corridor"
"I'll be right back" so he says he walks away from the room with a sure step.
That gorgeous marble ass wrapped in those trousers that sways sensually drives me crazy.
I turn back to my father, now it's just us in the big room.
"Does he always behave like this?" my father asks me, nodding towards the door where Steve just left.
"What do you mean?" I ask sincerely confused.
"The way he puts you at the center of every gesture of him.He walks behind you as if he is always on the alert, his eyes are always alert to your every move.Even at the table, he made sure your plate was sufficiently full and that you started eating before thinking about himself"
I smile at his words.
He just described Steve perfectly.
"It's like you're a black hole and he's inexorably attracted to you" he adds.
"Dad, Steve is like that.He is a sweet and caring man.He only wants my good" I reply with a smile.
Talking about him always fills me with joy.
"Have you already told him about your decision?" my father asks me.
I sigh.
"Not yet"
"I understand.I know how difficult it is but he must know"
"Know what?" Steve asks as he approaches the table.
Damn!
I didn't hear he coming back.
My father notices that I am in trouble.
"Nothing.We were chatting..."
I interrupt my father by placing my hand on his arm.
"Don't worry dad, you don't have to lie for me"
Steve sits next to me, his gaze veiled with concern.
"What happens?" he asks me trying to stay calm.
"I talked to my father about my desire to become the Guardian of the Space Stone"
I interrupt myself trying to find the right words for what I am about to say.
Such a bomb is not easy to manage.
"Why do I have the impression that I need to worry?" Steve chuckles nervously.
"The Guardian's Council has accepted and in three weeks I will be leaving...I cannot tell you where I will go.I'll be away for eight weeks"
I speak in one breath, the roar of my heart resounds deafening in my ears.
Steve seems to feel no emotion at the moment.
His gaze is impassive.
"Great" he replies coldly.
"I'm happy for you" he smiles but more than a smile it seems a grimace of pain.
My father decides to intervene.
"She will be safe.She will study and train in one of the Temples belonging to the Guardians.Places protected by the oldest magic that exists.And I will be by her side.Who at the head of the Council has allowed me to be his Master"
They look into each other's eyes.
"She'll be safe" Steve murmurs.
"She'll be safe" my father repeats with conviction.
Steve's gaze turns back to me.
"Excuse me.I didn't want to react like that"
I look for his hand and when I find it I intertwine my fingers with his, smiling at him with love.
"What do you think, Captain?"
My father's voice calls our attention.
"What should I think...I'm happy for her" he admits with a shrug.
"No.I mean what you really think"
"Dad..." I warn him but Steve speaks before I can add anything else.
"Honestly?"
My father nods at his question.
"I honestly would like to lock her in a room and never let her go.I'm terrified of losing her but I love her enough to want her to be happy.And if for her happiness consists in following this path I can only be happy for her and indulge her will.I want her to be free to live.To be free to decide.I want her to come back to me because she wants to come back not because I'm forcing her to stay"
My eyes get wet.
Steve's words leave a bitter sweet trail in my heart.
I know how much my choice makes him suffer and yet he still leaves me free to pursue it.
"Steve..." I murmur in a broken voice.
"Hey, don't do that!Ok?I am fine.I'm happy if you are happy.Eight weeks will go by quickly" he reassures me, stroking my hair.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away"
"It's okay" he smiles at me with sincere eyes.
We continue to chat for the rest of the evening.
Steve asks many questions about my future training, questions that my father patiently answers.
He doesn't seem bothered at all, on the contrary, he seems to admire Steve's desire to know.
"See you next Friday.Obviously Captain, the invitation is also extended to you.You can join us here at the Sanctuary for dinner time" Strange tells him as they shake hands.
"Sure, I'd love to" Steve replies with a completely sincere smile.
I hug my father holding him tightly.
I get up on tiptoe and whisper in his ear "Thank you dad"
He returns my squeeze and after leaving me he strokes my head.
"You don't have to thank me"
Then he walks away from me and opens a portal right in front of our eyes.
I grab Steve's hand and we cross it.
I turn to my father and wave my hand at him.
"I love you, dad"
"Me too" he replies before closing the passage that led us into the great hall of the Avengers Tower.
Steve next to me gives a loud sigh.
"I would say that it went well, don't you think?" he asks turning to me.
"Yeah, sure...you were really in tune while you enjoyed embarrassing me" I reply as I walk towards the elevator leaving him behind me.
Not that I can go far after all...in fact, he only takes three strides to reach me.
And once he does that he wraps his arms around my hips resting his chin on my shoulder.
We continue to walk embraced like this.
I hear him giggling in my ear.
"Wasn't it you who wanted us to get along?"
I don't answer him and together we enter the elevator.
I remain impassive to observe the doors of the lift.
Behind me I hear Steve move.
His warm breath close to my ear.
At first he leaves me a kiss on the earlobe then one on the neck.
His hands sensually caress my belly, going up with a finger just touches my throat and then stops in the neckline of my shirt.
"Are you mad at me?"
His warm breath on my neck sends me a rush of chills that starting from the heart all converge in the same point...in the middle of my thighs.
"No" I stammer as his hands go down to caress my ass, squeezing it in his mighty hands.
The lift stops and once the doors open again Steve takes me in his arms as a bride.
I giggle amused by tying my arms around his neck.
We go into our room and without even giving me time to understand he throws me on the bed unceremoniously.
Steve begins to undress me, there is an urgency in his gestures that I do not understand but I support it.
Something is troubling him and I will give him time to tell me what is it.
And now I understand that he doesn't want to do it, now he wants something else.
Usually he is much calmer, he slowly undresses me, kissing every part of my body.
Taking all the time to adore me.
But not now.
He takes off the sweater from his shoulders throwing it to the ground.
I unbutton his shirt while he opens mine by popping the buttons.
He pounces his lips on my neck and then goes down between my breasts.
"It was my favorite one" I gasp as his lips become more and more insistent.
"I'll buy you another one.I'll buy you a hundred more" he murmurs as he tries to unbutton my jeans.
He succeeds and immediately slips a hand into my panties.
I moan arching my back.
With his free hand Steve lowers the cups of my bra freeing my breast from the constriction of the fabric.
He kisses one and then takes a nipple between his lips.
I feel his tongue teasing it as his fingers continue to move expertly inside me, his thumb relentlessly massaging my clit.
I finish taking off his shirt leaving him bare-chested.
His pectorals as hard as steel press against my body.
His skin is so hot, it literally makes me sweat.
I cum sticking my nails into the soft skin of his shoulders, moaning his name.
"Steve!Steve...oh daddy!"
Steve slips his hand out of my pants and presses his fingers, covered in my sweet juice, against my lips.
I open my mouth and welcome them, I can taste my own taste from his skin.
His eyes roll in ecstasy.
I feel prey to his ferocity, I'd be lying if I said I'm not thrilled and scared at the same time.
After a few moments he takes his fingers away from my mouth and kisses me almost violently.
His tongue dances with mine, caressing it fervently.
His hands go back to my hips and eagerly move over the zipper of my jeans, lowering it.
He lifts himself from my body and kneels on the bed taking off my jeans and panties completely.
He reaches down to kiss my inner thigh and then gets up to take off the last clothes that cover his body.
I take this opportunity to take off what remains of my tattered shirt and bra.
Steve stops for a moment, naked and with his majestic erection soaring upwards, watching me.
His eyes usually so alive and vibrant they seem dull.
I get up and sit up.
"What's up babe.Talk to me" I whisper softly to him but he turns his gaze away, depriving me of an answer.
Depriving myself of his gaze.
I get up approaching him and without speaking I kneel at his feet welcoming his huge cock in my mouth.
I hear him moan inhaling violently the air into his lungs.
Now my handsome Captain just needs contact.
He needs me.
He needs my love.
He needs my body.
And I'll give him everything he wants and when he's ready he'll talk to me about what's troubling him.
His fingers tighten around my hair, his hips move back and forth.
I wrap my tongue around his tip sucking and moaning softly.
I look up and he is watching me, a look of pure fire.
I suck even harder helping me with my hands, using them to massage his balls.
Steve throws his head back groaning.
Verses of pure ecstasy leave his lips.
Then it all happens quickly.
He moves away from me and grabbing me by my arms he lifts me up and pushes me back onto the bed, approaches and turns me on my stomach without any effort.
I feel his erection press against my ass and I arch my back offering myself to him.
I position myself on my knees, supporting the weight with the help of my hands and he gets what he wants.
He penetrates me hard, grabbing my ass in his hands.
To avoid losing my balance, I tightly squeeze the sheets between my fingers.
His thrusts are rough and I feel overwhelmed by passion.
Loud moans resound in the room, it is impossible to distinguish whose they are.
Steve reaches down and his hands rest on the mattress right next to mine.
"I love you, my babygirl" he gasps in my ear.
I feel coils of pleasure rising inside me taking me higher and higher...over the limit and then I falling back down into a breathtaking orgasm.
My walls tighten around his member, crushing him.
"I love you too daddy.You don't know how much" I gasp in a drawling voice while his thrusts are so powerful that they force me to hold on even more, the knuckles of my hands are now white.
I feel his warm cum invade my womb.
Steve collapses on my body leaving fire kisses all over my back.
After a few moments he rolls off my body and I turn on my back.
I turn my head in his direction and he is in the same position as me.
And his eyes are also fixed on mine.
I watch him as he rises and positioning himself between my legs he enters in me again.
His big dick already erect ready to start over.
I still feel shaken by the orgasm I just felt, my pussy is still sensitive but I welcome him back into me.
Having him inside of me will be the feeling that I will miss the most.
And it's not just for sex but for that sense of belonging that I feel every time we stay together.
This time he moves gently.
He rests his weight on his elbows while with his hands he pushes my hair away from my face.
Now his eyes are alive again, full of love.
"We'll make it" he whispers on my lips as he continues to move inside me.
"Eight weeks will go by quickly" he adds, closing his eyes.
Now I understand.
I understand his urgency, that anger mixed with pleasure.
I put my hands in his hair, stroking it.
"You know I'll always come back to you" I whisper in his ear.
Steve opens his eyes again.
Now they are shiny, so big and intense that they leave me breathless.
"I know my love" he replies kissing me.
Clutching my arms around his neck I drew him more against my body.
We continue to make love, softly.
As if tomorrow could never come.
I place my hands on his chest, pushing him slightly and inviting him to sit down, he does so and I take the opportunity to sit astride him.
Now I am setting the pace.
With his hands caressing my thighs I cum again, hit by an orgasm that turns my legs into jelly.
Steve follows me shortly after sinking his face into my neck.
After he throws back with his arms wide open on the bed, I let myself go sweaty and exhausted on his chest.
We both remain silent panting for oxygen.
I feel a soft blanket wrap around our bodies.
I close my eyes.
Eight weeks will pass quickly.
I've been repeating it to myself for days, hoping to convince myself.
I fall asleep like this, lying naked over the warm and welcoming body of my wonderful boyfriend.