LoveBite [2]

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Down in the common room, in the early morning, Nat sits silently in an armchair with a book in her lap, but she pays no mind to it. No, her attention is focused on the man on the patio. The good man.

Taking in the cool breeze, Steve stands alone on the patio, leaning his hands on the glass railing. He stares off into the distance, his mind empty of any type of interruptions or stress.

That is until someone steps up beside him, catching him slightly off guard. Doesn't help when he sees that it's not just any 'someone', but it's the woman he's been avoiding out of fright.

"Hey." She leans her back against the railing as he adjusts his feet.

"Hi." He turns away and she crosses her arms, hesitant to move forward and continue the conversation.

"I...I don't know if you've realized I've been avoiding you..."

"Haven't noticed." He grins teasingly and the corner of her lips lift for a moment before she looks away, while itching the side of her neck. "I've done the same." He nods softly and she looks back. "And, I'm sorry for that. I just wasn't sure how to talk to you after...that." He hangs his head and she sighs.

"I wasn't either. I'm not." She shrugs. "I don't know where to start. But I do know that we should start talking about...about us." She states in a quiet tone and he slowly stands up straight to face her. "And, I wonder if that will, one day, lead us somewhere we're together." She grips her arm as he grins slightly. "And, maybe, we could somehow have a relationship, like the one Wanda and Vision share."

"Or, Satine and Peter." He inches closer to pull her grip away and gently hold her hand between them.

"Only if you're willing." She shakes her head and he nods slightly with a small smile.

"I am."

♡

"I want to get rid of this." Satine grazes her hands over the table top as Peter comes up behind her and she leans down to her forearms.

"Are you sure?" He rubs her hips and sides and she sighs in relaxation.

"You can still bend me over a couch, Love, don't worry." She assures.

He slowly smiles before he breaks into small laughter and inches closer, while rubbing up and down her sides. She grins slightly and itches her under eye and he presses his front to her behind. She shakes her head as he circles his hips into hers before pushing his fingertips in her panties.

"That wasn't an offer." She chuckles as he pushes her bottoms down.

"It is now." He states surely and unbuckles his belt and she smiles, while pushing her hair out of her face.

His tip pushes inside her entrance and she sighs pleasently, while closing her eyes. He grabs her thigh and lifts it onto the table to spread her legs further apart. He goes in deep, while gripping her backside and she pulls her lips into her mouth.

He begins swaying his hips in and out of her at a steady and fast pace and she grabs onto the edge of the table and the windowseal. He quickens his thrusts, slamming his hips into hers, while she moans quietly with every hit.

She turns her head as he goes and pushes herself up, arching her back as she places her hand on his cheek. He leans into her open lips to fill her mouth with his tongue as he grips her thigh down and her neck.

"I want to hear your loud moans so bad." He whispers roughly as his hold tightens.

"So we leave again." She breathes fast. "Go somewhere no one can find us." She squeezes her eyes shut. "Only you hear me."

"Yeah, you want that?" He grits and she nods with wrinkled brows, holding back the urge to scream.

"Please." She whimpers before she turns forward as her jaw falls.

He shoves her down to her front and holds her still by her back. She remains unable to grip the edge of the table anymore as she breathes heavily, while pushing her hair out of her face.

She gasps with a loud exhale and reaches back for him to grip his wrist, while covering her mouth. The knot in her gut unravels, moments before her quiet and muffled moans send him over the edge too. Her body tenses up, but shakes in his hold as he groans into the movement with his eyes closed.

He slows down when they have finished and her body relaxes as she lays her head down with a sigh. He pulls out and gently takes her leg down to place her back on her foot.

He grazes his hand along her back as she comes down from her high. She flips her hair back and exhales through her nose as she pushes herself to stand against his front. He wraps his arms around her waist as she pushes her fingers in his hair, his cheek laid on the side of her head.

"Oh, no." She smiles.

"Hmm?"

"I guess we do have to get rid of this table."

He looks at it to see a large crack and indent from when she just completely blacked out and nearly shattered it in her fist.

"Oh, wow." He grazes his fingertips over it as she giggles with a lip-biting smile. "I did good." He nods surely and she hangs her head, while laughing, making him smile.