"Where's Tess?" Steve asked Sarah that evening as he came in from the workshop.
"Gone down by the river. She likes to take a dip". His mother said, needle and thread weaving in and out of another garment that she was mending. "I'd go fetch her if I was you, supper's almost ready".
He nodded and made for the river, riding alongside it until finally he saw a horse grazing and Tess bathing in the water. Coming to a stop, he dismounted and watched as she pushed her wet hair back from her face, now sensing him watching her.
"I suppose I should be thankful it's you and no one else". She called to him. "You should come in, waters fine!"
"Supper's almost up..." he called.
Yeah, something else was too, and his eagle-eyed wife could see as she now came closer.
"Want me to help with that little problem of yours?"
"Ain't little and you know it". He smirked, pulling his clothes off and wading in to join her. "You shouldn't come here alone, y'know that?"
Tess rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, no one comes past these parts anyway". Her hand now wrapped around his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, "which means you can fuck me before supper". Her lips met his, kissing him deeply while she began to pump at him.
"C'mere you". He grunted and hoisted her up, feeling her legs wrap around his waist. "Better be quick about it or Ma's gonna be worried".
She pulled away and looked unimpressed. "You're seriously talking your mother while you're about to fuck me? Mood killer".
"Shut up and take it Tessie". He got to the river back and pinned her against it, beginning to move into her with gentle strokes.
She clung to him, feeling the heat rise within her until finally she quaked against him, Steve letting out a groan as he spilled into his wife.
"Least we can clean up easier". Tess smirked and pushed herself up to get out. Both of them pulled on their clothes and rode back home, Sarah now waiting and tapping her foot with disapproval as she saw them.
"You take a dip too?" She raised a brow.
"Needed to clean up".
"I didn't mean in the river". A knowing smile was on her face, "go dry yourselves off, supper's waiting".
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Bucky and the others arrived on the evening that they were due to ride out to Vormir Plains, Tess walking into the workshop and seeing the group standing around filling their guns with bullets. "We all ready?" She asked Steve who nodded, clicking the safety catch on and then putting the gun in his pocket.
"You remember what I told you?" He now asked her.
"Keep my wits about me and my eyes even more so. I know". She droned. "I've done this loads of times".
"Yeah, but we don't know what kind of men Schmidt is bringing, and whether they actually can take a good shot".
"Well, we'll soon find out".
Bucky smirked. "Pretty sure Tess could take out at least five men at once if they saw her coming at them".
"Shut up Barnes". She grinned, taking a swig of Thor's special ale that he'd bottled and brought them all. "But I guess your're right.
Sam chuckled at this. "Should we be scared?"
"Very". Tess mockingly glared at him and finished her ale. "Can we just get this done and dusted?"

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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...