Siren (Steve Rogers AU) 18+ - (2)

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"So, er...what's gonna happen?" Bucky asked as we stood on the rocks an hour later, the sea calm and collected. At least it would be until I pushed them in and summoned Nimreth.

"Having second thoughts ?" I mused, the small smile creeping on my lips. Bucky had been the one to suggest it and now it seemed like he wondered just what he was getting himself into.

He and Sam looked at the water. "So do you like...drown us or..."

"You won't know what is happening - I promise. But you are going to focus on me and my voice until the sea does its work. When you wake again? You'll just be like the rest of us". I reassured them, now turning to the palace and seeing Steve leant against the wall of the steps that led down to the rocks, watching before I'd need his help in getting the pair to their rooms. We most likely wouldn't see them until the next morning. The transformation would be fully complete by then, but the toll it would take meant they'd be out for hours. Erskine would be checking in on them every now and then.

I noted Arion appear and join my husbands side, before I got to work. I spoke to them soothingly, the first part easy enough for them to relax before I sung sweetly to them, enticing them toward me. All the while, Steve's eyes were burning into me. Taking tonics as Erskine did meant that he was immune to what I was doing now - but there he was, watching as I'd lead his best friends to their watery demise before they were reborn again. Created by the water.

Finally, I jumped in as the pair followed, disappearing under the water before I got back out again. Now they were in Nimreth's hands until they'd appear on the surface again.

Arion was by my side in the blink of an eye. "They're the first men wanting to go through the change. Brave - and yet Steve still doesn't?"

"Steve has told me that he will turn in time. It's only right to accept his wishes. He's not ready for it yet".

"Well let's hope he will be soon, otherwise he'll be getting older while the rest of us lounge in eternal youth".

I looked at him. "It's not really though is it. Sure we age incredibly slow, but eternal youth? It's never guaranteed considering we are still at risk of slaughter. No one escapes death, not even us".

He said no more and we watched the water for a while before Sam and Bucky were brought to the surface - the pair of us diving in and retrieving them before we took them back to their rooms. "Now we wait". I said to Steve as we closed Bucky's door, checking the servants had made him comfortable along with Sam beforehand.

"Think they'll adjust well?" He asked cautiously.

"I have no doubt they will. Sometimes it can take time but we'll see". I shrugged as he swiftly pulled me into our room and closed the doors, locking them so as no one would interrupt. "You already had me twice this morning". I reminded him as his body pressed me back against the wall.

"And I'll have you three times over, all over this fucking room if it means you riding my cock until you let out that little siren scream of yours". He hissed into my ear, nibbling it gently.

I grinned against his lips. "You know that scream is anything but little". Just like something else...

The feral growl escaped his mouth, rumbling into mine as his hands pushed my dress up to my waist. My hand palmed his cock through his trousers - already hard and aching against my touch. "See how you fucking make me". He pressed against my hand more before it slipped into his trousers and gripped around him. "Fuck, Hale..."

"And what are you going to do about it?" I cooed softly.

"Fill every inch of you with me".

It wasn't a request.

I took one of his hands and placed it between my legs, his fingers finding me already wet and waiting to clench around them. He pushed two into me, beginning to pump in and out as my hand did the same up and down the hard length of him.

"When the threat of this war is over, I'm gonna make damn sure I put a baby into you". He told me into my ear, "And another, and then another..."

If we were constantly fucking like we had been and if a mortal and Siren were able to produce, then I'd be birthing children practically every year.

Pulling his fingers from the sopping mess I'd made between my legs, he sucked them clean and retrieved my hand from his trousers - probably not wanting to explode until he was sheathed inside of me.

I was right, because from the moment he'd laid me back onto the bed and knelt before me, pulling himself free, I could tell I'd have his release dripping from me as well as my own. I groaned with some frustration as his tip teased between my folds before he finally pushed in slowly, inch by inch. "I love how you can take every fucking inch of me". He told me as he pulled out and thrust into me hard again, the pace becoming a little quicker as we found rhythm. "Always so tight for me, always tasting divine..."

That was enough to send my head spinning and the climax hit me, Steve following just seconds after. I wasn't wrong about him filling me until I was all but leaking - the pair of us collapsing back against the pillows after and tangling ourselves in limbs.

It was clear we'd be needing to take yet another bath today, but that was the fun part.

Cleaning up the mess we'd made on one another - and that would be before the tub was even filled...