Tess (A Dark!SteveRogers AU)

Chapter 19

The clash of the hammer on metal sounded throughout the workshop, Steve smashing the head of it down over and over again to shape the iron the way that he wanted it to go.

He could sense someone watching him before seeing the figure out of the corner of his eye.

"I see you lurking Tessie..." he said without looking up, "you need to work on your stealth skills if you're thinking 'bout killing me".

Tess pushed herself off the doorframe she was leant against and walked further in. "I didn't wanna interrupt, you looked like you were concentrating hard which is somethin' I never thought you were capable of". She smirked.

He now looked up and smirked back at her. "Well when you put your mind to something then you can do it".

She now strolled over casually with her hands behind her back to see what he was doing. "Whatcha making?"

"Horseshoes, ain't ever gonna get enough of them". He told her as she stopped by him. "You ever made a horseshoe before Tessie?"

"No. Is it hard?" She asked, now moving in front of him and bending over the anvil so as her ass was now pressed firmly against him.

He grunted slightly. "Something is..."

She looked back at him with a knowing expression and pushed back against him more. "Bet you ain't ever fucked a girl on your workbench before".

"There's a first time for everything". He put the hammer down, his hands sliding up her waist to her bodice of her dress and cupping her breasts through the material. His mouth now kissed her neck. "Let's get this off so we can make it happen eh?"

Tess' eyes went to the door as she panted against his touch. "You due any customers?"

"Not that I know of - if they appear then they're just gonna have to wait until I'm done with you". His hands all but ripped the blouse of her dress open, exposing her breasts to the cool air while he began to fondle them. "More than a damn handful...Walker was right, I am a lucky guy". He murmured against her skin before leaving a trail of kisses along her collarbone.

She whined a little and then turned to pull his shirt off and over his head, Steve raising his arms to help her do so before hoisting her up and carrying her to the workbench, swiping the tools from it once he'd set her down.

Tess began to bunch up the skirts of her dress while her husband worked on freeing himself from his trousers, hard and ready for her once he was exposed. "Fuck me hard, you know how I like it". She uttered, Steve now sliding into her causing them both to groan against one another's mouths.

She arched her back and lay back more as their hips began to move against one another, Steve's lips once again sucking at her neck. As Tess moaned, keeping his head pressed against her neck. 

Her eyes then went to the door of the workshop.

And someone was there.

Walker...

She smirked as their eyes locked, loving that someone was watching even if it was him, before Steve bucked into her so hard that she cried out.

As he came up from where he'd been leaving marks on her neck, he sensed someone there and on seeing Walker became furious.

"What in the hell are you doing here sheriff!"

"If the workbench is a rocking don't come knocking?" Walker smirked. "I'm sorry to break up your little fuck fest, but I'm gonna be needing to search your workshop and home".

Steve now tucked himself back into his pants whilst his wife did the buttons of her blouse back up. "Y'know I'm getting real fed up with you looking at my wife's tits without my permission".

"And I'm getting fed up of the fact that you're hiding something from me Rogers".

"What exactly do you think that is Sheriff?" Tess now asked, "we have nothing to hide, do we?" She looked at Steve who was still glaring at John.

"No". His eyes never left his. "We don't, so why don't you do your little search and get the hell on outta here so I can get back to work".

John pushed himself from the doorway and walked further in. "Oh I will, and if I find so much as a sniff that you've been doing this town wrong? It's people wrong? Then that noose is gonna be around your neck before the sun goes down". He threatened and began his search. "That goes for your wife too".

Tess snorted. "Heard that one before".

"So you admit to hiding something?"

"No but I come from a family that do - don't mean to say I'm like them anymore". She shrugged and smiled sweetly at him. "After all, ima good girl".

Steve leant in and muttered his next words. "Bullshit, you're as naughty as the devil himself".

"Maybe I'm just that?" She cooed and kissed him deeply, not caring what Walker thought. It would piss him off for sure given that she knew he liked her in some respects, but she was wanting to cause some trouble at least. This was the way to do it.

Finishing up and finding nothing in the workshop, John's attentions turned to the house, almost breaking the door from its hinges and storming inside, Sarah now demanding as to what was going on.

"John here thinks that we're hiding shit, Ma" Steve said cheerfully as he crossed his arms and watched Walker casually. "Never heard such crap in my life..."

Sarah followed the sheriff from one room to the next, watching until the search was complete and he came up with nothing. "See?" She now glared. "Nothing!"

As John walked out he stopped by Steve and stared coldly into his eyes. "Your nine lives are almost up Rogers, I can feel it - one of these days you're gonna fuck up and I can finally be rid of ya".

Tess followed him out while Steve watched on, seeing the pair now talking by the fence.

"I meant what I said Tess, your husband? You? Even your damn mother-in-law? You're all gonna get what's coming to you" John turned to her. 

"So you said". She just looked at him a little unbothered, "But not if you get what's coming to you first". 

John gave her the same icy look as he had done with Steve. "Is that a threat Mrs Rogers?" 

Tess shrugged. "I don't know Sheriff, is it? I think I'll let you decide". And as a woman who always had the last word, she turned and walked back to join her husband and Sarah on the porch, the three of them watching as Walker now rode away emptyhanded.