Welcome To New York (Steve Rogers AU) 18+

12

It's a wonder I'm not dead from the amount of sex I had last night alone. After our encounter in the pool, Steve and I snuck upstairs to his room where he proceeded to draw orgasm after orgasm out of me up until a few hours ago.

Today I'll be running on multiple cups of coffee, and a dream.

He's got a couple tattoos that I failed to notice outside, but only when we were exploring one another did I actually realise. They're not big, but you can't miss them either.

"I need to go, your dad is awake at 6am sharp. He'll catch me otherwise". I say quietly as I lie against Steve.

"Or you could hide out here until the coast is clear?" He moves his head slightly to look at me. "Sophie won't come in here either, she knows better than that".

I shake my head and sit up, looking back over my shoulder at where he's lying, arms under the back of his head to prop himself up a little more. "We can't risk it".

He sighs. "Yeah, I know...would just be nice to actually not worry about the risk of dad stalking about the place so early. I swear he never sleeps".

"If he does then at least he didn't hear some of the sounds you had me making last night". I get up and hunt for my bikini.

"Just chuck my T-shirt on, probably looks better on you than me anyway". He states, throwing me his Harvard T-shirt.

I slip it on, and it just about covers my ass which is fine. So long as no one sees me walk back to my room. "Do you seriously want us to get caught". I smirk and gesture to the top. "This is a bit of a giveaway".

"Yeah but at least you make it look damn sexy". He grins and admires me from the view he has from his bed. "See you at breakfast, Copper".

I make it back to my room without anyone seeing me, and flop down on my bed - thinking about every position that guy had me in last night. He knows his way around a girl that's for sure, however with what Sophie says about seeing them leaving his 'sleepovers', I wonder whether I'm just another to add to the tally.

Then there's the subject of Peggy.

Steve insists there's nothing there, and that she'd like there to be. They were in school together and have grown up with one another, so yes - there's the history and also the fact that her father works with his.

She's going to be here during the vacation no doubt so I've made a mental note just to steer clear. After last night, I'm not exactly sure what Steve wants though, even if he's stated that he wants me in his bed every night.

I guess it's something that we need to talk about. I'm not prepared to just be someone who he wants to get his dick soaked for the summer. I need to know whether his feelings run deep.

Sophie gets up around 7am, so we spend some time playing before she gets dressed and we go downstairs for breakfast. Chef has made pancakes as well as blueberry muffins this morning, and she munches on one while I eat my own.

Joe and Steve soon come and join us after, the latter sitting across the table from me and looking my way discreetly when he's not in conversation with his father and sister.

"And what are the plans for today?" The topic of conversation turns to me and Sophie.

"I thought we could go to beach considering last night was a late one for Sophie. Tomorrow we'll go into town". I reply and look at the little girl who nods in agreement.

Sophie looks to Steve. "You should come build a big castle with us!"

He shakes his head. "No can do kid, meeting up with my friends today. Another time".

She pouts angrily but accepts this. If anything I'm glad that he'll be out today as I know the tension between will be even higher than it is sat at this table right now.

"Lunch is around 1pm, come back for that". Joe instructs me. "Steve? You gonna be joining us?"

"Nah, gonna be out with Bucky and Nat - but I'll be back for dinner, maybe..."

Joe nods. "You planning on seeing Peg too?"

On this I choke on a pancake, Sophie smacking my back to help swallow it". "Sorry...need to learn to not put so much in my mouth". I mutter.

Steve sits back and smirks. "You sure can fit a lot in there though".

I swear he's trying to get me fired, however this all seems to go over Joe's head as he's too busy looking at emails on his phone and ignoring my possible death by pancake moment.

"Anyway, carry on". I say.

Joe looks up. "Sorry, what was I saying? Oh yeah - you seeing Peg? You should bring her back for dinner".

Please don't...

"Nah, not today. Anyway you know me dad - more of a dessert guy..." he grins as he stuffs a pancake into his mouth.

For fuck sake.

"You gonna see her at all this vacation?" Joe presses.

Steve rolls his eyes. "Dad, cool it - she's gonna be at all the brunches and parties we'll be at, you know this. Anyway outside of that? Ok, yeah I might see her - but not for a date or anything".

"Shame...she's a nice girl". Joe gets up as his phone rings and steps away from the table to take the call, leaving me with Sophie and Steve.

"Can I go get my beach things?" Sophie asks, finishing her breakfast.

I nod. "Go on, I'll be up soon".

Once she's gone I turn to Steve. "Fit a lot in my mouth eh? You dad was right there!"

"He was more engrossed in his finance spreadsheet that he'd been sent. He weren't listening". Steve smirks. "Although I'm not wrong though, am I?"

I get up and take my plate, rounding the table until I'm next to him, leaning down and whispering quietly. "I'm sure you'd love my mouth to be stuffed with you every night".

Before he can reply, I make my exit to the kitchen before going to get Sophie for our beach day.