His Enchantress (Steve x Reader)

Chapter 46

Sam and Jillian came outside and joined the three of you for a bit before you headed back inside for the night. Steve downloaded the video monitoring app on your phone and granted you access to the video feed on your phone and you grinned, looking up the historical data. You hid your phone from Steve before he could find out what you were up to, deciding to leave it for later. You didn't even get the chance to change for bed before Steve had you naked and he had made love to you over and over again throughout the night. Around six in the morning just as the sun began to peak over the horizon you woke up to the feeling of your lover still inside of you and placing delicious kisses on the back of your shoulders.

"Good morning" you hummed happily at the affection before feeling slightly nauseated but very open to his current advances.

"Good morning" Steve nipped and kissed at your shoulder once he realized that you had woken up, while his hand simultaneously snuck its way around and started toying with your breast. You gave a soft moan and took in a gasp of air as his hand wandered down to your clit and he started toying with it in rhythmic circular motions. Regardless of the nausea you started moving your hips with him and he started thrusting in and out of you. He pulled your leg back and over his hip so he could get a better angle and you cried out. Suddenly the nausea became overwhelming.

"Baby, we need to stop" you tapped his hand and told him in a rushed manner.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked in concern while pulling out of you before you could even answer you had already hauled yourself off the bed and sprinted to the bathroom only to let out anything you had eaten from the night before. In your haste you forgot to close the bathroom door but Steve was close behind you. He grabbed your hair and pulled it back and started rubbing circles on your back. "I'm right here" he tried to soothe you. "It's okay, just let it out, don't try to fight it," he continued to rub circles into your back. You felt like your bladder was going to let go with the force that was coming out of your mouth.
"Oh God, why won't it stop" you cried out with tears streaming down your face as a result.
"Shh, it's okay. Just let it out dove" Steve tried soothing you once more as your body shook with anxiety. You started dry heaving until there was nothing left in your stomach and you rested with your head on the cool toilet seat. Steve leaned forward and kissed you on your naked shoulder. "Are you okay? Do you want some water?" he asked worriedly.
"Must be a bug" you sighed in exhaustion.

"I would rather you went to see the doctor to confirm at least before self diagnosis." Steve said worriedly, pulling at his lower lip in obvious worry.
"You gotta give it three days love, I'll be fine" you tried to reassure him while still feeling nauseated. "I think it's passed finally," you said after a moment. You tried to sit up and immediately regretted it, before you started dry heaving again. Steve only moved away long enough to grab one of his towels and he rolled it before picking you up slightly and placing it under your knees. He then sat behind you again while rubbing your back, holding your hair, and pressing soft kisses on your shoulder. Once you no longer were dry heaving and resting again, Steve got up and got a cool washcloth. You looked up at him and he washed your face with a mask of concern etching his face.
"Thank you so much," you whispered.

"Let's get you back in bed with a bucket beside you, dove, just in case you feel sick again. I'll stay with you," he promised. You looked at him, and he had nothing but worry in his stance and his expression. "Can I get the doctor to come up and check on you?" he asked again.
"No, three days is the rule. I do want to cuddle a little before work" you gave a soft smile. "After I brush my teeth," you added quickly.
"You're not going to work" he said, deadpanned. He almost looked angry at the notion that you would.
"The mission reports are too important, Steve. If it gets to be too much, I'll come back upstairs" you tried to ease his mind.
"No, not if you're vomiting. You're staying in bed today and until you feel better" he shook his head defiantly.
"Are we really going to fight about this?" you asked, feeling a little exasperated before you started dry heaving again, but nothing was coming out.
"Yes" was all he said as he got behind you again and cradled your body against his. You felt defeat at how you were feeling.
"Fine," you said weakly, not wanting to fight at all. You felt too sick to even try to argue. "But I'm still going downstairs to explain my current situation," you said with a pout. "It's too much, if they are missing you and me at the same time. They might think I'm faking it for a day off" you frowned.
"No one is going to think you're faking it" Steve sighed. "But fine, I'll carry you downstairs," he added quickly.
"I can walk" you tried to argue.
"Not like this, your blood sugar probably dropped since you haven't eaten and you haven't hydrated," he shook his head, being bossy again. You didn't know if you were going to be turned on or exasperated. Either way, you were slowly accepting your fate that you weren't walking downstairs.
You finally found the strength to get up off of the floor and move to the sink. Steve stood behind you the entire time, already putting toothpaste on your toothbrush for you, and taking out his digital thermometer to check your temperature. You brushed your teeth and he picked you up once you rinsed out your mouth and you curled into him as he carried you back to bed. He laid you down, then went into the closet. He came out a few minutes later while you were trying to get comfortable, and he was wearing a pair of black sweatpants and he had a fresh pair of black panties, your hello kitty pajama set, and a pair of pink fluffy socks. You sat up and he helped you get dressed, even though you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself but you hummed in satisfaction at the comfort of being taken care of by your lover.

Once you were in your pajamas, he put an empty trash bin beside where your head would lay. You laid back down and on your side facing out. Steve got back into bed and laid behind you and wrapped his arm around you and pulled you in close. Tibbs, who had been hiding in the second bedroom came in and curled up in front of you, seeming worried about you.

"Finally" Tony huffed when Steve carried you into the dining room a few hours later with Tibbs following him closely. "Did you break her Captain?" he asked with an easy laugh.
"Oh dear" Wanda gasped. You had one whiff of food and you scrambled out of Steve's warm and loving embrace and raced to the bathroom by the kitchen. The door lay forgotten as you started heaving again. Steve followed you in quickly and closed the door behind him as he started trying to make you more comfortable.
"It's okay love of my life, just let it out" Steve soothed you. He got down on the floor behind you and started rubbing circles in your back. Tibbs was scratching at the door and making a racket outside and you could hear Bucky trying to get him to calm down. "We're decent, let him in" Steve called out and Bucky opened the door and a few familiar faces were peering in while Tibbs raced past them and started purring as though trying to make you feel better. You looked up once you had some reprieve and saw Nat, Tony, Bucky, Loki, Wanda, and Sam looking in worriedly.
"She's caught a bug," Steve tried to explain.
"Is it?" Loki deadpanned.
"You can't work like this," Tony huffed. "Why did you bring her downstairs? She should be in bed resting and keeping her germs to herself." he demanded.
"I insisted," you said in a small voice.
"I'll send maid service to clean this up, Steve, get her to the medical bay" Tony started giving orders.
"Give me the masked bandit, I'm not on missions today" Bucky came in and took Tibbs who started making a racket as he took him away.

"It's just a bug you guys, I don't need a doctor" you groaned as Steve started picking you up as well.
"I pay for your healthcare, just let us take care of you" Tony sighed heavily.
"I don't wanna" you pouted, and Steve carried you to the sink while Bucky flushed the toilet.

"Dove, I will spank you again. You're going to the doctor" Steve said loud enough to be heard and both Nat and Wanda giggled.
"Kinky" Nat chuckled. "I think the girls should take over," she added quickly.
"I'm not letting her out of my sight" Steve's eyes cut to them.

"You need to eat, I'm perfectly fine to walk there on my own" you huffed, swaying slightly in his arms.
"Are we going to fight again?" he asked, a warning in his tone.
"No," you sighed before answering. He set you down on your feet and you rinsed out your mouth with mouthwash.
"Does she have a temperature?" Tony asked Steve who shook his head.
"Midgardians" Loki huffed and walked away.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sam started following him.
"What do you think?" Loki asked as their voices started to go away. Steve gave you a moment and then he picked you up again. Tibbs was still making a racket, clearly not impressed he was being taken away from you. You curled into Steve and Bucky stepped back to let Steve get by.
"We'll get some crackers, ginger ale, apple sauce and some tea for her. I'll bring it up to your room" Wanda said as Steve went by.
"Thank you" Steve nodded and gave a strained smile as he started making his way to the medical bay. You had your head on his shoulder and he walked so you wouldn't be jostled. Tony's footsteps followed Steve to the medical bay and he came in behind him.
"Doctor Cho!" Tony announced your arrival in the sterile room. You didn't really look around, but Steve carried you to a bed and set you down. You reached out a hand and held his shirt nervously and he kissed your forehead lovingly, the beard scratching at your skin.
"It's just a check up" Steve tried to reassure you.
"I'm coming" an Asian lady came out of an office door and she smiled kindly at you. "You must be Y/N" she grinned. "I've heard so much about you. I'm doctor Cho" she introduced herself. She had kind eyes and you shook her hand that was already in a medical glove.
"She woke up not feeling well this morning and was throwing up," Steve tried to explain.
"Well, good thing I'm here to help" she said in an upbeat tone and both Steve and Tony stepped away.  

AN: Thank you @GSWritter for the edits!