Dark Arrow

Chapter Thirty Eight

Steve had been quiet all day. We have spent the day in his room, binge watching Disney films and just enjoying being together. As I climbed out of the shower I noticed he was looking at a book in his hand, his eyes not moving.

"You okay babe?" I called out to him as I pulled on one of his t-shirts.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm okay sweetheart." He stumbled over his words.

I knew him well enough by now to know when something was bothering him. "Don't lie to me Rogers."

"Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

"Nope." I climbed into bed next to him. "Come on, spill the beans."

He sighed, putting the book down. "You said you saw your greatest fear. What was it?" He asked gently.

Flashes of my Mom appeared in front of my eyes before I battled to push them away. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to him about it. I just didn't know how to deal with it myself.

"I thought we'd moved past all that?" I deflected not wanting him to think I was shutting him out.

"We have. I just want to help you work through it."

In that moment I fell more in love with him than I ever had been.

"I appreciate that, more than you know. But can we do it some other time?"

We'd had such an amazing day together, I didn't want it ruined by her. I wanted to snuggle up with him and not think about the demons that I was struggling to keep at bay.

"Yeah of course."

He kissed me softly, opening his arms so I could lay against his chest. It was my favourite place to be, safe in his arms.

"So how are we feeling about this double date?" I asked knowing exactly how he felt about it.

Nat had sent me message after message all but begging for it to happen. She was a romantic at heart, no matter how much she tried to hide it. I'd reluctantly agreed to it, pulling a groan from Steve when I told him. After everything we'd been through he just wanted me to himself for a little while longer.

"It'll be interesting." He said as his hand skated up and down my back.

"That's one word for it." I yawned, the pain in my ribs jolting me slightly as I shuffled trying to get comfortable. "Let's get some sleep before these pain killers wear off."

"I know another way to dull the pain."

He rolled me gently under him, giving me a look I knew all too well.

"I like the way you think Captain."

He pressed his soft lips against mine. I'd never get enough of kissing him, we'd done it for most of the day, making out like a couple of teenagers.

He held his weight off me, leaning on his forearm as his other hand skating up underneath my shirt. He massaged my breast, pulling a moan from me as he rolled my nipple between his fingers. I knew why he was being gentle but I needed more. My nails raked down his back, leaving red marks as I tried to pull him closer to me.

"Rain, I'm trying to be a gentleman here."

I pressed my lips to his, nipping at his lip as I pulled away.

"I don't remember asking you to be Captain. I'm not made of glass."

I didn't care about the throbbing coming from my injury I just wanted him. I wanted him to fuck me like he had so many times before, the way that only he could.

"You might wish you hadn't said that sweetheart."

He pulled my shirt over my head leaving me completely exposed to him. Sitting back on his knees, he spread my legs revealing my glistening entrance to him. He let out a growl as he realised how ready I was for him.

His fingers glided through my slick folds before he pumped them into me. His knuckle hitting me each time. The gentleman he was trying to be was long gone. I arched my back moaning his name as he curled his fingers inside me.

I knew I wouldn't last long like this, something I knew Steve was counting on. He pressed his thumb against my clit, rubbing in circles as his other hand went to my throat. He pinned me to the bed, squeezing just enough to make me clench against him.

"That's it sweetheart cum for me."

I didn't need telling twice as I came around him, pulling his fingers into me as my body shook. As always he gently pulled me through the other side of my orgasm. I didn't have much time to recover as he pulled me on top of him.

I knew why he'd done it, there was less chance of him accidentally hurting me. He guided me onto his shaft bucking his hips up to bottom out inside me.

"You look so beautiful like this." His eyes were almost black with lust as he stared up at me.

Blushing at his words I placed my hands over his as he gripped onto my hips.

"Fuck Captain I love you."

I knew he was lost in the feeling of our bodies intertwining together, when he didn't chastise me for my language.

"I love you too beautiful. Now hold on to the headboard."

My body tingled with anticipation as I followed his instructions. He gave me a devilish grin before he began driving into me. Now I knew why he told me to hold on. He bruised me beautifully as he hit my cervix repeatedly.

The second he fingers grazed over my clit I fell into my second orgasm, pulsating around him as I flooded his cock with my cum. He didn't stop, guiding me directly into another as he came with me. The air around us was thick with the smell of sex, our moans joining it.

I rolled off him, groaning for a while new reason as the painkiller successfully wore off.

Steve rolled onto his side. "I told you not to push yourself."

"I just need some more drugs and I'll be fine. I won't apologise for that Steve."

He chuckled. "You are insatiable, was the six times this afternoon not enough?"

"That was all soft and fluffy." I pouted. "I missed my Captain."

He laughed kissing me gently before getting out of the bed.

"And where do you think you're taking that ass?" I asked, giving him a sassy look.

"To get your bratty ass some painkillers." He countered, pulling on a pair of sweats.

"Well hurry up this bratty ass wants snuggles."

Steve chuckled at me as he headed down to the med bay. I knew he wouldn't be long, he may like to tease me but he slept better with cuddles too.

I felt like I was floating on cloud nine, I had everything I could ever want. If I could just rid myself of Wanda's vision in my head I might even finally be truly happy.

I couldn't talk to Steve about it yet, to do that I'd have to relive it. There was however one person who knew everything, that I could at least get some advice from. The one constant good thing in my life.

My brother.