Wait for the Signal: A Royalty Steve Rogers Story

Eighteen*

Steve came into our room. I was brushing out my hair. He had a cup in hand.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Tea. Apparently it helps with my...seed."

"Says who?" I asked.

"My mother. She feels awful about me drinking it but...it's alright I suppose."

He set it down, going to take off his clothes of the day. I finished putting my hair into its long braid.

"So if this helps you, I suppose we should try."

"If you don't want to tonight then we won't. I don't want to force you into anything."

I glanced at him in the mirror. He gave me a guilty look.

"I know I should."

"If you feel this obligated then no."

"Well I never feel obligated. It's my duty as a wife to please you-"

"-do not even go there. Those are far from your duties darling."

"Steve.."

"I am serious."

Steve had been on edge recently. Maybe it would help if we did something.

"Come on." I said. "Go to the bed."

"Elenor."

I gave him his tea, looking up at him. His gorgeous eyes met mine.

"It will be okay. I just need to be pregnant."

"You do not need to. That's only my father talking."

"He will stop asking once I am with child."

He rolled his eyes, finishing his drink. "I need wine."

"There's some in here."

He went over, going to pour himself some. "Do you want any my love?"

"No thank you." I said. I sat on the bed, moving myself against the headboard. He drank his glass down rather quickly, going for another.

I just played with my hands. He ended up putting some things away before coming over to the bed.

"Just one round. Let's hope this works. I'll make you that tea from those herbs my mother has too."

I nodded.

He moved to kiss me. I could taste the rich grape flavor on his lips.

He moved his hands to take off my night gown. I helped him with his clothes. Before I could comprehend we were both skin to skin.

"You're sure?"

"Yes Steve. You are not forcing yourself upon me." I said.

"I feel as though I am."

"No." I said. He nodded, lining himself up with me. I felt him gradually push in. I felt my body lift a little. I sat myself down.

"Elenor."

"It was nothing."

He glanced at me. "I can't do this. You don't want to do this.."

"Steven. One round."

"I can't hurt you."

I moved to rub his cheek. "Hey. You are not..."