Bucky Barnes:
He's afraid of anything remotely emotional. In his opinion physical contact cannot be conducted without damaging results. You find courage to make the first move as his moody days cloud his ability to make decisions.
Touching his bionic arm is symbolic of your acceptance for all he is, including the persons he was. His intense stare may frighten you, regardless you persist in a subtle kiss.
Feeling his muscles relax and senses react he returns the kiss mildly improving his initial stance of physical contact. After he preps your head to shape his solid neck, caressing your hands with his metal fingers.
"This will take time (Y/N)." He says, expecting backlash from your perspective.
Instead, you sigh and kiss his silver shoulder, "I know."
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Peter Parker:
Spider-Man or not Peter Parker is passionate in his beliefs, his actions and his commitment. After the first date you felt compelled to kiss him, he refrained agreeing to a second date.
In the night at a local bus stop, a stranger appears in the spider costume startling you and preventing normal heart beats pumping within your chest.
Exasperated he says, "Take it all in... I wouldn't have asked for a second date otherwise." He says, the mask muffling his speech.
Curiosity burning your thoughts, he leaps onto the glass of the bus stop sticking against the silky surface. Observing his position, you stand on the bench lining your face with his, peeling the mask off to reveal youthful shaped lips.
His kiss is sweet, no force or pressure emitting his technique as you respond with an unbreakable smile.
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Tony Stark:
Where to start? Sexy, rich and Iron Man! Tony is tender, his hands smooth out the wrinkles in your outdated shirt. "The police force needed a sergeant like you." He says smothering delicate kisses on your neck as you bite your lip in anticipation.
You allow his arms to enclose your head to his chest, steady drumming beats of his heart generates heat over your cheeks. "The office deserved a billionaire like you." You say, opening a flat hand on his sturdy arc reactor.
A kiss on your cheek is far beyond satisfactory, as his nose slides against yours as light as a feather the intensity of lust is overpowering.
His kiss is riveting, a refreshing style of romance never experienced previously in your life. A gentle hum of pleasure stirring your inner emotions. Afterwards you fluster round the office, correcting your hair and leaving breathless with an ounce of stress released.
"I look forward to our daily meeting Ms (Y/N)." He says.
You reply mischievously, "Until we meet again Mr Stark."
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Pietro Maximoff:
Pietro is unpredictable, the first kiss shared among you lasted two minutes. On your first date he refused to leave unsatisfied and you hoped, deep down he would realise.
"Is a second date worth asking about?" Pietro asks. Escaped breaths fog in the winter air as you snuggle into his lean body insulated by his radiating warmth and reassuring arms.
"Definitely." You say as thoughts contradict your opinion on a first date kiss. His eyes display lust towards you, examining your pale blue lips in the faint moonlight. "(Y/N)?" His insecurity, while small is flattering.
You blush when he stutters. "Would you hit me if I... I kissed you?" A smile curls your mouth. "Not if you're good." You say.
Seconds pass and he is tenuous, trailing thin fingers on your cheek increasing eye contact strength as he encloses the frosty wind from your skin.
The kiss is pure ecstasy, fogged breaths mingle and heat your lips a shade of red. Your hands stroke his white hair deepening the kiss and risking loss of breath.
He is first to pull away, heaving deep within his chest. "L'amore." He says.
Your legs buckle struggling to sustain the amount of romance.
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Steve Rogers:
Captain America and public display of affection are incompatible. Three consecutive dates without a single smooch, afraid to pressurise him you kept patience.
Returning from a S.H.I.E.L.D mission after three months, Steve's attitude was different. The next door neighbour had called for their annual loan of almond milk, an elderly couple. A melodic knock rattled at the door, "Milk?" A male voice called.
Gathering the milk carton another impatient knock sounded, you jog to the entry and swing open the door startled by Steve's presence. Ice blue eyes consumed with love and longing for you. "(Y/N)!" He says exasperated.
A kiss prevents your reply, catching you off guard and at his mercy sliding hands up his fitting uniform. Steve breaks off lifting you bridal style, a knowing grin across his face.
Entering your house he says, "You learn a lot from your job." The second kiss is passionate, full of addictive ecstasy wiping the time spent waiting. "Thank you, Cap." You whisper breathless against his lips.
"I'm sorry I didn't do this earlier... You see, (Y/N)-" You interrupt, cupping a hand over his mouth. "Don't explain, just do." He nods, lips planting savoured kisses along your neck as he leads you to the lounge sofa.
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Matt Murdock:
For a blind man, Matt knows how to use his hands and what you like. Arms wrapping your waist, he stares imagining the colour of your eyes and the texture of your hair through red shades.
Removing his glasses, you smirk. "I love you (Y/N)." Your heart leaks through your rib cage, his pure words affecting you so.
"I love you too-" His patience wears thin, smearing his thumb over your bottom lip eyes close as he kisses you. Matt's senses explode, exploring you curves with his tender hands.
You moan against his lips, sliding the shirt hem revealing flexed muscles and mild chest hair as he removes it. "Your turn." He kneels feeling for your singlet bottom, delicate breaths raise bumps on your skin.
Matt kisses your exposed abdomen as you slip off the singlet and he retains his original height. "I'll clean up when we're done." Wrapping your legs round his waist you kiss him again.
Your first kiss ended quite different to initial intentions.
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