𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

Dreams

(Warning: light smut)

Chapter 10

"(y/n)!?" Steve called as his newly wedded wife rushed to her chambers. Steven followed her and began to run slightly. He then caught up with her.
"Love what is troubling you?" He spoke softly.

She turned to face him. Steven could tell she was tired. "I'm more than okay, Darcy is just waiting for me." The Queen said as she caressed his bearded cheek.

"Would one care to join me in my chambers for the night? After all, you are my wife." He asked smiling.

She nodded in response while smiling back. "I would like that." The King then stuck his hand out for (y/n) to take. Once she did they walked to the other side of the castle and entered Stevens chambers.

"You know, now your my wife this is our chambers." Steve spoke as he began undressing. His back was turned away from her. He then grabbed a thinner, cotton shirt to put on. The Queen stared at her husband as he began undressing. She slowly walked over to him. She placed her hand on his broad, bare back. It was warm to the touch.

The King turned around to face his wife. Their eyes locked.

Just in that moment (y/n) dived in and kissed Steve deeply. Her hands running along his muscles. Steve's tongue began to explore (y/n's) mouth. His hand beginning to slide the wedding dress off of his wife. It wasn't long before the two were naked. Steve sitting on the end of his silky bed, while (y/n) was straddling him. The Queen felt her husband becoming hard under her.

Steve finally pulled away from the kiss. "Are you a virgin?" He asked out of breath.

"Yes, but hopefully for not much longer." And with that the King began kissing his wife again. He moved to lay (y/n) on the mattress while he hovered over her.

The Asgardian glanced down to Stevens cock. It was big, very big. She let out a small whimper. Steve then began kissing her neck earning a moan from his wife. He then whispered in her ear.
"It might hurt at first, but not for too long."

Steve then spread open his wifes legs and put his cock at her entrance. He slowly pushed in. (y/n) began moaning. The feeling of her being filled up by him was immaculate.

(You can imagine the rest. I'm not good at smut)

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It was deep into the night. The new King and Queen of America sleeping in each others embrace. The only thing lighting the room up was one single candle sitting on a wooden pole near the doors to the Kings balcony. The Queen began to stir before her eyes shot open. She looked to her side. Steve was there. He was now also beginning to stir from the movement around him caused by (y/n). She sat up fully as lent against the headboard of the four poster bed.

Steve then two woke up. He saw his wife lighting the candle bedsides her. Her hands shaking rapidly.

"(y/n)?" He whispered to his wife. "What going on?"

She turned to face Steven. "I'm sorry, one didn't mean to wake you." She whispered back before climbing out of bed. She wasn't wearing anything so she grabbed the lacy, underdress of her wedding dress and quickly put it on. Steve jumped out of bed and put his fur coat on before rushing over to (y/n). Something had put her in an uneasy state.

"Was it something you dreamt?" Steven asked his wife while placing his hands on her bear shoulders. He only received a faint nod.
"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Please don't get angry..." she mumbled.

Steve just looked at (y/n), his steel, blue eyes looking right at her.

"I was listening in on your meeting.. and I heard about the war and how close it is-" the Queen began before Steven interrupted.

"You shouldn't be worrying about it-"

"Yes I know! But I am because it's going to happen and you know it will!" (y/n) shouted. She walked to the balcony doors and rested her head against it.

"Yes it's going to happen. And maybe in the next few days. But please don't worry. Your safe." Steve almost whispered. "Now let's get some rest, please." He began to walk over to (y/n), his hand reached for hers. "Please (y/n)."

She turned and nodded while wiping her teary eyes. The pair walked over to the bed. Steve took his fur jacket off and then climbed back into bed with his wife.
He pulls (y/n) close to him and kisses her forehead.

"Your safe." He whispered into her ear.

He then lent over his wife and blew the candle out that was lit next to her.

The room went back to darkness.