A Love That Lasts Forever | Steve Rogers x OC (1)

15

A year later

Kiara can feel her mind starting to wake up and half of her wants to open her eyes, knowing what awaits her. The other half doesn't want to end the very nice sleep that she's having right now.

But, there will always be a next night, so she slowly starts to open her eyes and she meets Steve's peaceful face.

She gets out of bed carefully, trying to not wake him up from what it seem like, a very good and nice sleep. She walks into the bathroom and splashes some cold water into her face, waking her up more.

As she brushes her teeth, her phone pings with a message from Natasha.

Breakfast. Then training.

Quick and concise messages, that means she's in a mood. And it's not a good one. Which also means she's gonna be extra tough on Kiara during training.

She wipes her mounth with a dry towel. She changes into her training outfit before she heads out of the bathroom. Steve is already up, as expected, reading a book.

'Good morning.' Kiara says as he gets out of bed.

'Good. . .' He stops as he looks at Kiara's training outfit. '. . . Hi . . .' He shakes his head as if he's shaking out a thought. '. . . Morning, I mean. Good morning.' He says a little flustered.

They have been dating for a year now. But they didn't have sex yet. Neither one of them are pressing to. But the sexual tension between the two are of the charts.

'Clint is waiting for me. He wants to have a morning work out with me.' He says.

'Yeah, Nat just texted me to have breakfast and then training.'

Kiara looks over at Steve and sees that his eyes have drifted back to her training outfit.

'Are you okay?' Kiara asks with a smirk, dirty thought are slowly invading her mind.

'Yeah. . .' He says, but Kiara knows that's not the case.

Again his eyes drift down before coming back up, biting hard down on his bottom lip.

'Fu-' He lets out, but doesn't finish the word, instead he lets out a frustrated breath.

Kiara thinks he was about to says a bad language word but he managed to catch himself. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

'Please tell me you're gonna put something over your upperbody.' He says, kinda protective, turning Kiara on.

It takes Kiara every ounce of strenght not to let out a moan at his tone. But this is definitely a great opportunity to mess with him a little.

'What would you do if I wasn't?' Kiara says in a sultry voice.

His jaw tenses up and Kiara sees his fist tighten at his sides. She reaches down to grab the zipper of her sportsbra and slowly starts to pull it, trying it out a bit.

'What would you do Steve, if one of the agents there. . . would look at me if I get dressed there after training.'

His breath starts to speed up and she can tell she's starting to push him to his limit. She stops right above the valley of her breasts and she slowly moves down her legging, tracing the top of it with her fingertips as she keeps her gaze on Steve.