Until the End: a Steve Rogers Story

• THIRTEEN •

SMUT WARNING

I sat in the guest chamber, sobbing.

I hated Steve. And I hated being here.

I heard a knock on the door.

"What?" I snapped.

It was Bucky. I sighed and wiped my tears.

"Do you need something?" I asked.

He sat down next to me. I looked away.

"Natasha is with child. That's why she's been so snappy. We weren't having intercourse. She had been crying. She was crying because I ended up telling Steve and he was scared of how you would react. Because you two have been trying so hard." He said. "And now you two are arguing. And I understand leaving but Steve was worried and looking for you, but he couldn't talk to Natasha, even though she was positive you were in the forest."

"But he was so cruel-"

"Because he knows you need to be with child." He said. "Everly he loves you."

I tried to keep my tears in.

"Do you think he's awake?" I asked.

"Yes." He said. "You want me to walk you over there?"

"Please." I said.

We walked over to my chambers. He smiled.

"Goodnight." I said.

"Goodnight." He said. I quietly walked into the chambers. Steve was sitting on the bed, his hands covering his face.

Steve looked up as I came in. He was tear stained too.

I stood there. He came over and immediately pulled me into a hug. I hesitated.

"I'm sorry." He said. His hands were wrapped around my waist as he hugged me tight.

I sighed and pulled myself up, hugging him from his shoulders. He buried his face into my neck more.

"Bucky told me." I whispered.

"I'm so sorry." He said.

"It's fine." I said.

"No. It's not. Ev I'm horrible to you. You have every right to walk out like that. Every time something doesn't go my way I take it out on you" he said.

At least he was self aware.

I pulled away and looked at him. I rested my hand on his cheek.

"I'm stubborn and I run off when I'm not supposed to. Perhaps we both make mistakes." I said.

He nodded. He pulled me into a quick kiss.

"Let's get you to bed. You seem exhausted." He said.

I smiled. He helped me out of my dress and into my nightgown.

He brought me into bed. Something still felt off though.

Steve took off his tunic and blew out the candle. I laid back in bed.

"Ev. Come here." He said. I did as he said and moved to lay my head on his chest. He let his hands run over my hair.

"Are you mad that Natasha is with child before me?" I asked.

He sighed. "Everly get some rest. It's extremely late."

"Answer my question. Please Steve we have to be open about our feelings or we're gonna always end up bursting out on each other."

"Yes I'm upset. But it's not like we can help it." He said.

I nodded softly. He kissed my head before laying back.

It was quiet now. I continued rubbing right under his pec. I couldn't sleep, but I was hoping that he was falling asleep.

I watched his body rise and fall as he breathed. It was relaxing.

"Ev, sleep." He whispered.

"Yeah." I said.

He moved to sit up, resting my back on the bed.

"Everly."

I smiled at him as he hovered above me. I touched his cheek lightly.

"Steve."

He sighed softly and pulled me into a kiss. I moaned and kissed him back. I felt his body heat radiating onto me. He was so gentle, yet so dominating.

His tongue entered my mouth. I sighed and let him fully take over.

Eventually clothes were ripped off, and he slid inside me.

"Steve." I whined.

"Shhhh. We gotta stay quiet." He said. He peppered kisses on my neck as he pumped in and out of me.

I whined, feeling how much he stretched me out.

"Steve I don't know if I can even stay quiet." I whispered. He chuckled and kissed my lips, hiding my moans.

I wrapped my arms around him. He snapped his hips into me.

He pulled away and looked at me. "You're gonna be with child. I know it. And it's okay if it takes longer. Because that's not all that you're here for. You're my wife, and I love you. And you come before any child we're supposed to have." He whispered.

I stared at him.

"I love you too. Even if you're rude and you have a temper." I whispered. He chuckled.

"I'm sorry." He laughed.

"It's fine." I said. "Let's just both work on communication...after we finish." I whispered.

"I love knowing that I make you feel this amazing." He whispered. He kissed right under my ear, making me giggle.

Steve slammed his hips into me. "Stay quiet." He whispered. I nodded and closed my eyes.

His hands trailed down his chest. He trembled and moaned.

"Stay quiet." I whispered. He chuckled and pecked my lips.

"I know what gets you to moan then." I said softly.

"Hush." He whispered.

I smiled.

Skin slapping. Moans. Darkness.

And eventually Steve and I finished. I felt his hot cum fill me up.

"Oh-" I whined as I felt him finish and pulled out.

He collapsed on top of me. I smiled, moving my hands into his hair.

"No more secrets. I don't want to be shut out. And please Steve...I want to see you. And not just in bed because I've had my tea. I want to see you as my husband. Not just for my duties or whatever." I said.

"Yes. And I want you to know what I said was wrong. You are not just here to give me a child and I want you to fully know that."

I nodded. He sat up and pecked my lips. "Sleep in tomorrow." He whispered.

"Will you as well?" I asked.

"Why not." He said and laid back down again.

I smiled and kissed his head.

"Goodnight." I whispered.

"Goodnight, love." He whispered.