Finding Love in France (Alternate Version)

Part 16: Round Two

Mila played with his hair while they cuddled. He let out a contented sigh and snuggled into her neck. "So, how are you feeling, Captain?" She asked, as his mind was unreadable at the moment.

"Amazing...that was...wow." He didn't have words to describe everything he was feeling. "Are you okay? I'm not crushing you, am I?"

She laughed. "Not yet. Though I will need to use the restroom at some point..." she was trying not to ruin things, but had to know. "Are you sorry...that I'm not her?..."

He looked up at her. "No, absolutely not. Surprised, maybe? But definitely not sorry..." he smiled and kissed her chin. "If anything, I'm sorry I wasn't better at it."

"Just think of it like any other skill. You learn, you practice...you think I mastered English in one go?" She joked.

"Practice, huh?" He smirked at her.

"We can discuss it after we are cleaned up." She slid out from under him and picked her nightgown off the floor. She smiled as he watched her walk up the stairs. While she was washing up, she heard him thinking:

"I get it now, Buck..."

She laughed and made her way to the kitchen to assess the damage. A few broken plates. Mostly just items had fallen off shelves. She was sweeping up when Steve came upstairs in just the pajama pants. She tried not to stare.

"Let me help you with that!" He tried to snatch the broom from her. "You don't even have shoes on!"

"Neither do you, sir! I'm almost done here, go wash up. Are you hungry?" She asked.

"Always!" He laughed as he headed into the bathroom. When he returned, she was looking in the larder for something, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "It's the middle of the night, Mila. What are you looking for?"

She turned around in his arms and kissed his nose. "Something to hold off your starvation until morning, my darling."

He really liked it when she called him that. He held her and joked "Not sure there's enough food in France for that!" He reached past her to get some leftover bread. As he did this, his fingers brushed the underside of her arm and she giggled. "What's so funny?"

"Are you ticklish from the serum, too?" She tried to grab his sides to find out. As she did, he started laughing hysterically and tried to get away from her, which only made her laugh and try harder. As they were laughing and squirming around, she grabbed his face and kissed him. "Thank you for tonight, Steve...this is the best I've felt in a long time..."

"Me too..." he smiled at her. "So what did you mean by practice earlier?..." Smirking, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "You have a book or something?"

"Not exactly..." she kissed him deeply. "But anything you want to learn, just ask..." she started nibbling his neck. "What would you like to know?" She kissed his collar bone.

"Well..." he sighed. "I'd like to know how to get you to make those noises again..." his eyes fluttered as she kissed his chest. He was about to ask her something else, when she slid a hand into his pants and all thoughts vanished. "Oh...god..." he melted as she began to stroke him.

As she was letting her one hand explore, with the other, she lifted the hem of her nightgown, took one of his hands and brought it to her upper thigh. She shuddered at the feeling of his fingers brushing against her skin. "Mmm...still interested in learning?..."

"Please..." he could barely form words.

She kissed his neck and purred "Try to touch me..." she gasped as he followed her instructions. "Gentle, my darling..." He was copying her movements too literally. "Follow me..." She led him back downstairs to the bed.

She pulled off her nightgown and laid down. She patted the space next to her to have him lay next to her. He immediately started kissing her neck, but she pulled his face back to look at her. "You want to learn, yes?" She breathed.

"Yes, please." He looked down at her in awe. "What should I do?"

"Just watch, for now..." she began to gently caress her breasts, circling her nipples to make them peak, running her hands down her body, brushing her fingers over her thighs. His eyes were glued to her, watching intently. She slid one of her hands between her legs and watched his eyes pop out of his head. She smiled. "Watch, learn, my darling..." she stroked around her folds, dipping a finger into herself to demonstrate the location, then slid that finger up to her favorite spot and teased herself lightly. He tilted his head to the side and licked his lips, mesmerized by what he was seeing. She took one of his hands in her own to control the movement and pressure and let him try. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, as she began to move her hips to meet his hand. As she started to move his hand faster, he watched her arch her back, suddenly overcome by desire, he leaned over and kissed one of her nipples. She moaned and moved her hips faster under his hand. "Ohhhhh..." she moaned louder. She removed her hand from his to run her fingers through his hair and press his lips to her chest. "Keep going, I'm almost there..." He did what he was told and soon she was crying out, her body moving erratically under him, driving him insane. "Oh, god, Steve!" She was gasping and making the noises he was after, but better. She yelled out once more, her whole body tensing, then relaxing with a shudder. She pulled his hand away. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw him grinning like a fool. "My god, you are a prodigy..." she laughed breathlessly.

"Was that okay?" He was hoping he did a good job.

"Okay?!" She laughed. "My darling, that was unbelievable!"

"Oh thank god!" He chuckled. "Would hate to have to try again..." he smirked at her as he pulled her to him.

"That would be a shame..." she sighed as she kissed him. She slid his pajamas off and kissed down his torso. "...but I'm willing to take that chance..." she kissed his thighs and he shivered. As she began to gently kiss and stroke him with her tongue, he let out a loud moan. She smiled and took him in her mouth. He practically levitated off the bed.

"Jesus, Mila!" He was about to lose his mind. His hands were balled up into fists at his sides. "Oh...my...god..." he was starting to forget his own name. She continued to use her mouth, but when she added her hands, he couldn't control himself anymore. "Oh god, Mila! Ohhhhh!" His entire body felt electrified as he cried out one more time.

As he was recovering his faculties, Mila got off the bed to head back to the bathroom. "Enjoying yourself, sir?" She winked at him.

"You could say that..."