The Throne: A Prince Steve Rogers Story

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I sat there for ten minutes, just drinking wine while the maids helped.

Steve came over to me with some bread.

"Why the bread?" I asked as I sniffled.

"We didn't eat supper and this is all we have." He said as he ate a piece. I smiled sadly at him.

"You're so precious." I said. He smiled and sat next to me.

"Feeling good? Warm?" He asked. I nodded.

"Good girl." He said. I handed him my wine and cuddled into his body.

"Im sorry for today." I whispered.

"Charlotte. It's far from your fault beautiful." He said. I nodded.

"I just feel bad." I whispered. He shook his head.

"Hey. I meant to tell you. I love you too." He said. I smiled softly as I toyed with the bread.

The maids were done. They left.

"I'm gonna get you some sleep. How's that?" Steve asked. I nodded and sighed.

We got into bed. The sheets were fresh. I felt bad.

I leaned into Steve.

"We're going to sleep in. No one will make you talk tomorrow unless you really want to." He said. I nodded.

"By the way...I liked taking top." I said.

"You did? Why is that?"

"You play with my breasts." I whispered.

"God you dirty girl." He said as he hugged me close. I giggled.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too Junie."

That was his nickname for me lately. Junie. After my middle name.

My boy.

•••

"Princess Rogers! Your parents are expecting you and it's already mid morning! Up dear." Mary, my head maid said.

I groaned lightly.

"Mary I'm not going." I said softly.

"Darling your father is on a tight schedule today and your mother would like to talk to you with him there."

"Yeah he wants to go and fuck his mistress." I said. Steve stirred beside me.

I looked down at Steve.

"I'll go when I please. You can tell my parents that. And if they try anything, come back to me." I said.

My legs shook beneath me. I laid back down.

Steve wrapped his arm over me. I sighed and leaned into him.

"What's all the ruckus?" He asked groggily.

"Nothing." I said as I laid down.

Steve kissed my cheek softly as I laid with him. I couldn't help but smile.

My boy.

I pulled him into a soft kiss and leaned into him more. He held me in the piles of blankets.

I giggled.

"You feel okay?" He asked. I nodded.

I was doing alright in his arms.

"Your majesty they are insisting." Mary said as she came in.

"Alright." I whispered. I got up. Steve sighed and got up with me.