Stars Stripes and Metal

Wife

Stark Tower, New York City. March 2025.

James burst into Ana and Steve's room at 5:30 the next morning. He knew they were up late the previous night, he heard Ana. He'd deny it but he loves listening to Ana.

He walks into their dark room, slapping the ceiling light on. Bright white fills the room. Ana groans against Steve's chest, burying her face against his skin. Steve pulls the sheet covering them up over their heads and turns into her.

Get up love birds. He orders.

Baby the sun isn't even up yet. Go away. Ana calls from against Steve.

Rogers if you wanna run before I train with Ana you need to get up. James reminds him.

You go ahead. Steve mumbles, breathing in Ana's hair and pulling her close.

Ana giggles when he pushes his erection against her.

James rips the sheet off of them, scoffing at Steve's naked body grinding against Ana's hip.

Put your shit away Punk.

I'm trying... you wont leave, jerk. Gimme 10 minutes. Steve tries, lifting Ana's chin and kissing her. Not caring that James is standing 3 feet away.

You had her 4 times last night, you don't need her again. James starts getting impatient. Ana sighs and rolls over onto her back. James eyes his very naked ... soon to be fiancé. Ana opens her eyes, watching him.

Wanna join? She asks shyly. Steve lifts his head and gives her a look. James hesitates.

You two go for it. I need sleep. Steve rolls onto his stomach and grinds his face into his pillow.

I'm not afraid to fuck her while you're sleeping right there Steve. James warns. But you insisted I wake you to run with Sam and I this morning. Get up.

Ana reaches for James, still laying on her back. He grins and takes a step back.

Oh for the love of Odin, someone better fuck me this morning! She huffs. Steve laughs into his pillow, James walks into the bathroom and grabs her robe, shaking his head. He tosses it to her.

Get up doll. You have a big day today. I want you in the gym when we get back.

Yeah well I want you my bed right now, but it looks like no one is getting what they want this morning. She folds her arms over her chest, eyebrows pulled together dramatically.

You're adorable when you're sexually frustrated.

James laughs as he leaves the room. I mean it, get up or you don't get it later. We're doing knives today. Ana lifts an eyebrow.

Steve snakes his arm around Ana's waist, pulling her towards him. He kisses her quickly before rolling out of bed. Ana watches him walk away.

Hey Captain Rogers. We have an emergency that requires the assistance of a super hero. You should probably get back into bed. Her hand slides down her stomach to her apex.

If it has anything to do with what is happening between your legs you'll have to work it out on your own baby. Steve glances at her, his dick growing again while he steps into his gym shorts.

Are you kidding me? Ana huffs. You know what.. the next time you want to do anything... either of you. I'm going to suddenly become very busy, and turn you down. She climbs out of bed and slips on a pair of yoga pants, making sure he notices she's not wearing any panties.

Christ baby. He groans as he ties his sneakers. Ana puts his favorite sports bra on. White with a zipper in the front. Ana disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes, brushing her teeth, washing her face and throwing her hair into a messy knot at the top of her head. Steve looks up when she walks out, and swallows hard when he sees the ominous look in her eyes. She bends at her waist, giving him a view of her cleavage before digging her fingers into his hair. She kisses him hard, her tongue dominating his mouth. She feels his determination to not give into her fail when he kisses her back.