Beyond Saving Bucky

CAPTAIN AMERICA!!!!!

*translations at the end*

Olivia's POV:

I lean up and grab his shirt, pulling him to me, the feral need to feel him inside of me taking over.

Olivia: "Take off your pants Steve..." I whisper

He grins against my lips, "as you wish, beautiful" he replies as I feel his hands start to pull my sweatpants down.

Olivia: "hey...I said yours..."

Steve: "Specify which ones next time...because technically...these are mine" he quips with a sexy grin.

Olivia: "Steve....."

Steve: "Ești atât de nerăbdător, Olivia...." He whispers as he slowly pulls down my sweats. "Vreau să o iau încet cu tine. Vreau să simt fiecare moment.... Pe măsură ce te obosesc..."

Olivia: "Te rog, Steve...." I whisper.

Steve: "Pazienza mia bella ragazza...." He replies in his low husky tone. He's switched it up. He's whispering to me in what I can only assume is Italian now as he's kissing up my thighs....

Steve: "Lascia che ti faccia sentire bene...." as he slowly inches further up to my center, his eyes glancing up at me.

The site of this man...on his knees for me....

Steve: "Voglio sentirti...." He grins, as he lightly runs his tongue up my folds, barely touching me.

Olivia: "mmmm baby...." I whisper as my head falls back.

Steve: "Poți face mai mult de atât...." He grins, and swipes his tongue slowly again, this time more firm.

Olivia: "Mai mult. Am nevoie de mai mult..." I pant.

He gently grabs my legs and drapes them over his shoulders, running his hands up and down my thighs. "Mai dă-mi o prințesă. Atunci mă poți avea pe mine...."

He grips my thighs as his tongue licks up my folds again, then circles my clit. My eyes close and my back arches at the feeling of his soft, warm mouth on me.

Olivia: "fuck....mmmm yes...." I moan as his tongue dips inside of me, then licks back up to my clit, circling over and over until I feel that familiar heat pooling in my belly. A few more flicks of his tongue send me over the edge and I'm moaning as I find my release for him. He continues until I ride out my aftershocks, and then stands, towering in front me, licking his lips as he removes his shirt.

Steve: "Non ho mai mangiato un pasto così delizioso...." Rolls off of his tongue as he unbuttons his jeans, and lowers his zipper.

I push up on to my elbows, taking in the sight of him. "I think you are just really trying to show me how impressive your tongue is" I quip

Steve: "oh sweet girl..." he coos, grabbing my legs and pulling me to the edge of the bed, "I already did...."he grins, and crashes his lips into mine.

Steve's POV

In the soft glow of early morning, I wake. I glance at Olivia, peacefully asleep beside me, our limbs entwined in a tender embrace. The clock reads 4 am, and I'm restless,  so I decide to get up.

Carefully disentangling myself, I lean down to kiss Olivia's temple, eliciting a gentle stir from her. However, her hand grasps my shirt, a subconscious plea to stay. I smile, whispering assurances for her to go back to sleep as I caress her cheek.

Olivia, in her half-asleep state, grumbles a protest, urging me to stay. I chuckle softly, promising I'll be back soon. Tucking her in with the blankets, I reluctantly slip away, heading to the closet for my gym attire.