⍟ Marvel one-shots volume II ☠

⍟ Unexpected revenge ⍟+⑱

Unexpected revenge

Pαιrιɴɢ:  Steve Rogers X Ex-HYDRA Agent!Reader.
Word coυɴт: 693 words. 
Sυммαry: Steve found you after 2 years.
Wαrɴιɴɢѕ: Revenge, smut.
A/N: This is my entry Smutty September Fest with the prompt #9:

"Revenge sex."

So, I posted this first on my Tumblr.

My  native language is  Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in  English if you notice  any mistakes, please let me know and I will  correct them.

I   don't give any kind of permission for my fics to be posted on other   platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my   graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for   my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

The moonlight filtered through the curtains of the small apartment where you had managed to hide. You could only hear the soft pattering of the rain against the glass. You were standing in front of the window, watching the drops slide down the glass, trapped in your thoughts. It had been two years since you last saw Steve Rogers.

Steve had discovered that you belonged to HYDRA, but he never let you explain that you had been forced, you would never forget his face.

Now, two years later, you were in hiding, finally able to have a quiet week without being on the run. You had left HYDRA shortly after your separation from Steve, but you knew they would never let you go so easily. The organization wanted you dead for your betrayal, and the government still considered you a dangerous criminal, perhaps you always would be.

A knock on the door brought you out of your thoughts. You turned to the door and approached cautiously. You peered through the peephole, and the air escaped your lungs when you saw Steve standing in the hallway, soaking wet from the rain, you immediately opened the door.

"Steve..." you murmured in surprise.

"May I come in? "he asked.

You nodded and stepped back to let him in. Steve walked in, leaving a trail of water on the floor. He stood in the middle of the room, looking at you as if he didn't know where to start. The silence between the two of you was very uncomfortable. You cleared your throat, breaking the silence.

"What are you doing here, Steve? "you finally questioned.

Steve took a deep breath before answering.

"I've been looking for you," he answered. I wanted... I needed to understand why.

That "why" was full of meanings. Why had you joined HYDRA? Why hadn't you told him? Why had you betrayed him? But most of all, why couldn't he forget you yet?

You sat on the edge of the bed, unable to hold his gaze any longer.

"I never wanted to hurt you, Steve. I never wanted to be in HYDRA. They forced me, kidnapped me when I was a little girl. And then you already knew the truth... and I'd already lost you.

"You know I can never forgive HYDRA for what they've done," he said finally.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, Steve," you said, getting up and walking over to him. I just want you to know that I loved you, even when I couldn't tell you. I loved you with all my being, but I also knew that, in the end, it would all come crashing down.

"I loved you too," he admitted in a whisper, "and I think I still do, in spite of everything.

Your eyes met his, finally, it was Steve who broke the distance between them. He grabbed you around the waist and pulled you to him, his lips seeking yours with great desperation.

The kiss intensified, and Steve gently pushed you down onto the bed. You knew where this was going, and though a part of you told you it wasn't the right thing to do, another, larger part simply couldn't resist. You needed him as much as he needed you, even if it was just for one night, for one more time.

As his hands roamed your body, his lips moved down your neck. Your skin burned under his touch, you needed more.

"Steve..." you murmured his name, unable to form coherent words.

"I need you..." he whispered against your ear.

Hours later, you lay in bed, wrapped in the sheets, Steve's body cradled against yours. You closed your eyes.

As the first light of dawn began to filter through the curtains, he slid out of bed carefully, making sure you didn't wake up, dressed quietly, walked over to you and kissed you on the forehead, left the letter on the pillow and headed for the door.

When you woke up, you saw the empty place and the letter, you read it and the tears started to come out of your eyes uncontrollably, at last Steve had taken his revenge.