"You sure about this?" Sam leant in and asked Steve quietly as they stood inside the church along with Sarah and Bucky, waiting for the Rumlows to arrive. They'd chosen one that was out of town so as no one could pry in on their business, but soon it would become clear to all that their feud was finally settled.
The wedding would only be attended by them, and so the pews behind them were empty, with the exception of the first where Sarah sat. She'd tried her hardest to talk her son out of the deal, but Steve was as stubborn as his father.
What was done was done.
Plus, he had Brock by the balls with this one. If he tried anything, then Steve could easily bring it back around and deal with him accordingly.
He'd spent the last couple of days thinking over the marriage. He wasn't about to let Tess Rumlow wear the trousers. She needed to know her place.
Steve was more than prepared for the storm that was yet to come, and in the form of Rumlow blood.
The doors to church swung open and in came the Rumlows. Two men dragging the woman who Steve now obviously guessed was Tess, down the aisle whilst her brother held a pistol to her head. She was struggling and as she got to Steve, she glared him.
She could probably be a pretty girl if she wasn't looking at him in the way she was. It was clear that she was wild, but he'd soon show her who was in charge. She'd been let free for far too long.
"Rogers. This is my sister Tess. I told her any funny business and I'll blow her brains out".
The preacher who had been waiting patiently winced. "Could we have no weapons out during the ceremony please?"
Brock looked at him and then slowly lowered the gun. Leaning into his sister he stood behind her. "You'd best behave yourself Tessie". He hissed.
Bucky looked to Sam who still didn't think this was a great idea.
No one did.
But clearly Steve knew what he was doing, otherwise they wouldn't be standing here in this situation.
The preacher began and, after her brother digging the barrel of the gun into her back after she refused to say her vows, Tess complied and reluctantly said 'I do', still glaring at her new husband as he jammed the ring onto her finger.
She was his wife.
A Rogers by name but still Rumlow by blood.
Brock all but pushed her towards Steve. "All yours. Maybe tomorrow we can talk trade".
Steve nodded. "Tomorrow night, come after dark". Now he looked at Tess and then back to Brock, extending his hand and both men shook.
The deal finally sealed.
Tess didn't look at him, or anyone for that matter. Out of the corner of her eye, the woman who sat in the first pew was watching her. "Let's get outta here". Steve told his friends, Brock grabbing his sister and marching her outside.
"You do what he says, you hear me?".
"I ain't doing shit". She fired back and was then struck around her face by him.
"He'll do worse than that if you refuse or defy him".
"I hate you" Tess spat, holding her cheek that was now throbbing. It would probably bruise but it wasn't the worst that her brother had inflicted on her. "You've ruined my life". Knowing that she wasn't going to manage to get herself out of this situation now, she mounted the horse that Sam brought to her. "What you've done? Its gonna come back and bite you in your ass, brother".
Brock said nothing and watched as the Rogers and his sister now rode away, back to Coalstone where his sister would now call that home.
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"Here we are then, home sweet home". Sarah drawled as she walked in, Tess following behind while Steve saw to the horses. She now turned to her when the young woman said nothing. "You just gonna stand there all day or are you gonna actually open your mouth".
"I only open it for men". Tess retorted.
"Hey!" Steve now walked in, "Talk to ma like that again and I'll be shooting you down just like I did with your daddy".
Grabbing her arm he dragged her into his bedroom, that was now their bedroom. Sarah now leaving so as she wasn't around for the obvious deed that was about to be committed.
"Clothes off". He ordered, "If we're gonna do this we may as well get it over with".
"Don't you dare touch me". Tess hissed.
Steve stared at her. "Take your fucking clothes off before I rip 'em off. I'm your damn husband and whether you like it or not? You're my wife. So you'll do as I fucking tell you to do. You have no authority here Tess. You may have had it back at home, but now? You have nothing - so get undressed and lay down on the damn bed so I can just fuck you and be fine with it".
Furiously, she looked at him before pulling off her clothes. She'd met her match with Steve Rogers for sure, but that didn't mean that she was just going to bow down to him.
She would crush him.
Steve undid his trousers, taking his shirt off and the crawling over her, pinning her down. She opened her legs begrudgingly. "Just get it over with". Feeling him thrust hard into her soon after, a little pained by the stretch that his cock was making her feel.
He didn't seem the type to be gentle. As a blacksmith and fellow outlaw he was rough in his ways and his looks. He had to be.
Finally, she felt him unload inside of her, warm cum seeping from her and down her thighs, before he pulled out and rolled off of her.
Tess simply laid there and stared at the ceiling. "There...you got what you wanted".
Steve got up and put his clothes back on. "I got work to do, make yourself at home", was all he said and then walked out, leaving her there to wonder how she was to put up with being Steve Rogers wife if she wanted to take a gun to his head every time she looked at him.
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Tess (A Dark!SteveRogers AU)
Fanfiction"You can't seriously expect me to marry that man - he's just as bad as the rest of 'em, some say worse." "Well then you'll have no trouble taming him then". It's 1883 Tess Rumlow hails from a notorious gang feared by all throughout the old west. R...
