Avengers: Reader Inserts

Simple New Years ~ Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 880ish

Request: Can I get some soft Steve being playful and tickling the reader? Maybe some slow sweet kisses?

Warning: allusions to sex

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 The year had been a tough one, for both you and Steve. You both spent a lot of time on missions and trying to help people in the midst of a world-wide pandemic. That's why the two of you had decided to forgo Tony's big New Year's Eve party for something just the two of you at your small Brooklyn apartment.

You were currently on your way home from the grocery store, picking up the last few needed items for your night in with Steve. Almost the moment you were through the door of the apartment, Steve had an arm around your waist and a hand cupping your cheek. His lips were on yours, kissing you in a slow, sickeningly sweet way. You giggled as you lighting pushed him away.

"Hello to you too," you smiled at him.

"Hello," he breathed out. "I missed you."

You chuckled. "I was only gone for an hour, Steve." You pulled away from his grip so that you could put the groceries away. Steve quickly swatted your hands and took the bags from you. "Someone's a bit of a sweetheart tonight." You followed Steve to the kitchen, opting to sit at the bar as he put the items away.

"Can't I spend some time treating my girl right?"

"I'm really not complaining. Keep it up and you just might get lucky tonight."

"Oh really?" Steve smirked. He slyly pulled out a box of condoms that you had bought at the store. "And I wasn't already getting lucky tonight?"

"Those are if you behave yourself."

Steve laughed. "Alright. I think I can manage."

"Good. Now, what's the official plan for tonight?"

"I was thinking that we could make dinner together, then watch a movie, and then maybe..." He walked around and turned you to face him. HIs lips came down on yours for another slow kiss. It took everything in you not to moan. Steve smirked when he noticed your lips chasing after his when he pulled apart. "Well, we can see where the night takes us."

"I like that."

You and Steve worked together to make dinner, teasing each other the whole time. As you stirred some of the ingredients, Steve had his arms wrapped around you and was pressing kisses to your neck and just behind your ear. You teased him back by brushing your fingers along the waist band of his pants and dodging the kisses he longed to place on your lips.

It was sweet, the scene playing out in the kitchen. It was a nice sense of normalcy that the couple hadn't felt in too long. They were really enjoying just being together. Once dinner was all prepped, the two ate it, side by side on the couch. You were practically on top of Steve because he kept moving you closer and closer to him.

Steve then turned on your favorite movie. You thanked him with a sweet kiss, laughing back at him when he tried to get more from you.

"We're watching the movie," you laughed as you dodged his advances.

Steve pouted, burying his face in your neck. He pulled you completely into his lap. You began playing with his fingers as the two of you continued to watch the movie. Once the credits began rolling, Steve's fingers brushed over your ticklish spot, teasingly.

"Steve," you playfully warned, trying to push yourself off of his lap.

He reflexes were much faster than yours. Steve took you and flipped you back onto the couch. He knelt over you, knees on either side of your waist. Before you could fight him off, you were in a fit of squealing giggles as he attacked your ticklish spots. Steve's laughter rang out as he continued to draw yours out.

"Okay! Okay! St—Stop!" You squealed, a few tears slipping down the sides of your face. "I'm going to pe—pee!"

Steve laughed as he leaned down and brushed his lips over yours. He kissed you softly before he rolled off you and onto the floor. You sat up and playfully stepped on his stomach as you hurried to the bathroom. Yes, you needed to pee, but there was an underlying motive.

You had bought a new set of lingerie that you had waited to surprise Steve with. Tonight seemed like it would be the perfect night. So you changed into the new set, admiring yourself for a brief moment in the mirror before slipping the matching silk robe over you. You smirked to yourself before exiting the bathroom. Steve was sitting on the couch scrolling on his phone. He looked up, jaw dropping when he heard you coming.

"You look—just... wow," he stuttered. "What did I do to deserve this?"

"Oh, you know," you shrugged, slowly coming towards him. "I just felt like, after this hard year, we deserved to end it out on a bang."

You dropped the robe, letting it pile at your feet. You smirked as Steve sat up straighter and gulped. Seductively, you walked over and straddled his lap. Fireworks and cheers began sounding from outside, singling the beginning of the new year. You pulled him in for a deep kiss before people away ever so slightly.

"Happy New Year, Steve."

"Happy New Year indeed."