Following Team Orders (A Steve Rogers AU x F1)

Sao Paolo

Olivia had always loved the sunrise.

It was a reminder of a new dawn, a new day, a new chance to make it great.

Her bedroom in California faced east, so she woke with the raising sun. But not this day. She sat on the balcony, hugging her mug of coffee as she watched the sun rise. All her thoughts plagued her mind. How she made it to her dream that was now crumbling around her.

A sleepy sigh came from the bed and Liv looked over. Her man was still asleep, the sheet covering his lower half but his exquisite toro was on display. Steve made her a promise and he was still keeping it. He followed her to California, where they had stayed in her home, only venturing for food. He held her as she cried at night, made love to her in her bed during the day, cooking and feeding her.

She sighed as the light began to touch the room. Steve stirred, opening his eyes from the brightness. Liv had been using the black out curtains but forgot today. He pulled on his sweats and headed to the balcony, dropping a kiss on Liv's neck. "Morning beautiful."

"Morning handsome. I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

"The sun did, but that's ok." He looked at his girl's face and could see the circles under her eyes. "Baby, did you sleep?"

"A little. I got a message from Andy. The FIA wants to sit down with me."

Steve frowned, "why?"

"A guess? It has to do with the complaint. But also..." she handed him the paper.

CHAMPIONSHIP LEADER WILL NOT RACE IN BRAZIL! SOURCES CLAIM COVER UP FOR SCANDAL WITH NEW GIRLFRIEND.

"What the ever-loving fuck is going on?" Steve seethed as he read. "Sweetheart, this has nothing to do with you. You have to know that."

"They are blaming me for you missing the last two races. And if you don't race then Ransom wins it. Again." She pressed her palms into her eyes. "Steve, you have to go to Brazil."

"No, I don't. Olivia, I can't possibly race when I know you are here and not racing beside me. Baby," he sat down and sat her on his lap. "You make me a better racer because you are a fantastic racer. I don't want to leave you here with all of this when I'm a part of it too."

"Stevie, I just want you to win."

"And I'll try again next year when you have a ride, and we fight for the championship."

Liv chewed her lip. "You really want to give up the championship for me?"

Steve tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Love Bug, I would give up the world just to have you in my arms forever." He kissed her forehead before dropping his head to kiss her cheek and then her neck, listening to her soft sighs. "I would do anything to make you smile."

"Will you kiss me?"

"Every day." He kissed her softly as he led her on her back, and he hovered over her. He studied her eyes, laced with desire, something that Steve would never get tired of. "Can I love on you?"

Liv nodded. She could already feel how hard he was, and it made her tighten in her core. He kissed her harder, running his tongue on the seam of her lips, asking for entrance. She granted it and once again, she was lost to his taste. God, she loved the way he tasted, like pure vanilla ice cream. He released the kiss, and she moaned his name. "Stevie..."

"Tell me Livie. Tell me what you want." He ran his nose over hers.

"I need to feel you, Stevie. Make me forget everything."

Steve pulled up her pink nightgown over her head, leaving her just in her panties. "Jesus, baby, so beautiful. Are you ready for me?" He dipped his hand inside her panties and ran a finger up her slit. "You're soaked." He teased her gently, skating over her clit, making her back arch. He pulled her panties down to make room.