The Hydra Conspiracy - (Peggy Carter x OC)

1. You Made Me Love You

"You're sure about this?" Andrew panted, hovering over Peggy on the bed.

"It's a little...late now" Peggy sputtered through moans as her body moved in unison with Andrew's.

Andrew moved a stray strand of Peggy's hair from her face and leaned down to passionately kiss her neck. Peggy's head involuntarily turned away to encourage him to continue. Andrew smiled as Peggy's moans grew exponentially louder, climaxing with her body trembling and her toes curling as she pulled Andrew as close as possible. Peggy let out a deep relieved sigh and cupped Andrew's face in her hands.

"You. Are. Incredible." Peggy spoke between soft kisses.

"Not as good as you" Andrew groaned as he rolled his stiff body off Peggy and laid next to her. He breathed heavily as he wiped sweat and who knows what else off his neck. He glanced over at Peggy and found her already looking back at him. He'd had sex before...more than he'd like to admit. This was different, completely different. Every movement had love behind it. Every moan was covered in joy and every moment was worth it because he spent it with her. Andrew had been the playboy, but after this...there was no way he'd ever go back.

"You're very pretty" Peggy smiled goofily.

"I'm pretty?" Andrew chuckled and rolled over to fully face Peggy.

She nodded and scooched closer to him, placing her hand on his chest.

"That's very nice of you" he smiled and reached over, gently caressing Peggy's jawline. "If I'm pretty what does that make you?"

"Drab" Peggy snickered and jolted as Andrew poked her rib.

"You are not drab" he giggled. "You're gorgeous at minimum."

"Gorgeous?" Peggy smirked, crawling over on top of Andrew. She slowly moved Andrew's hands down to her lower back but he'd be remiss if he didn't go a little further South. "You really think so?"

"I do" Andrew whispered in reply as Peggy steadily drew small circles with her finger on his chest. Peggy inched her head up to kiss him yet again. Neither of them wanted to break the kiss, they could've stayed there forever.

Eventually, Andrew tore himself away and leaned back against his pillow, closing his eyes.

"Are you tired?" Peggy asked in her signature English accent Andrew loved so much. Andrew nodded in reply, he was exhausted...he'd gotten quite the workout over the last hour and a half. "Alright..." She smirked. "...just close your eyes and relax."

Andrew felt Peggy pull the bed covers over them both, but Peggy's weight disappeared from on top of him. His brow furrowed and he thought for a moment.

"Peg?" He called out in confusion, unsure of what Peggy was doing. The answer he was looking for hit him like a train. "Holy shit!"

Andrew awoke happier than he'd been in some time. He was the big spoon to Peggy's little spoon. She'd pushed her body up all the way against him and he'd wrapped his arm around her with her breasts temptingly close to his hand.

"Are you awake?" He whispered, smooching Peggy's shoulder.

"Mhmm" Peggy groaned sleepily. Andrew closed his eyes and listened carefully, Peggy's heart was beating out of her chest and every few seconds she gently moved her legs. Andrew smiled and slowly moved his hand up, softly caressing and gingerly squeezing her bust. Peggy's breathing hitched and she covered Andrew's hand with hers.

"What have you been thinking about?" Andrew questioned as Peggy began steadily breathing heavier and heavier. Andrew brought his left hand from under Peggy and replaced his right hand, not wanting to leave any part of Peggy unattended. He slowly slid his right hand up and over her breasts before sensually moving down to her stomach. Andrew couldn't understand how Peggy kept her skin so soft while fighting a war, it was as if she was covered in silk. His hand moved over Peggy's curvaceous hips and he smirked at Peggy's soft moaning. Andrew slipped his hand between Peggy's legs and grinned.