Yes, Captain. (Steve rogers x reader)

Yes, Captain.

Steve Rogers was ultimately your best friend. Of course, that didn't stop you from fantasizing about the man a couple of times a week. It wasn't like you could help it; any woman that denied thinking of Steve in that way was just lying through their teeth.

You didn't really know how to be subtle about it,either. Sometimes, you'd catch yourself gazing at him when he wasn't looking- or sometimes, even when he was. Lucky for you, Steve was very, very oblivious.

However, your other friend, Natasha, was definitely not.

She would tease you constantly about your little crush on Steve, trying to persuade you to act on it- she knew Steve liked you. You just were just too blind to see it.

"Y/n, come get a look at these," Natasha called you over to her, pictures of a very handsome Steve on the screen of her computer. You almost drooled over the pictures that you were seeing; Steve was wearing his old uniform- you assumed the pictures had to be taken back in the 40s.

'Oh... my, THATS Steve in the forties? He could have commanded me to do anything underneath the Sun looking like that,' you looked at your friend, and by the look on her face, you knew you probably should have kept that to yourself.

'Oh yeah, like what?'

A voice behind you made your heart drop into your stomach, because you knew it was Steve. You turned around; he was standing far too close to you, his familiar scent all around you. He stood with his arms crossed, staring at you intently.

'I'm just gonna- yeah,' Natasha scurried out of the door, leaving you alone with Steve.

'Steve, really, um- how long were you standing there?' You asked, your face now a deep shade of red. You felt like you were on fire.

'Do you want me to command you, y/n?'

The question made you gulp; you breath hitched in your throat. All you wanted was for Steve to control you, in a sexual sense. You had to admit, you thought about it quite a lot. But you never took Steve for one to be rough with a woman.

You tilted your head and squinted slightly, questioning Steve. "Where is this coming from?"

He blinked before answering, "My insatiable need to have you on your knees before me."

The room was practically spinning; with one stride Steve had his lips pressed against yours. Your knees buckled underneath you, and if it weren't for him holding tightly onto your hips, you would have hit the floor.

Your tongues fought for dominance, but of course, he won, mapping out every inch of your mouth in record time. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your fingers carding through his soft blond hair. He abruptly picked you up and you instinctively wrapped your thighs around his firm waist. He took you down the hall to a random office; you knew it belonged to someone and if you got caught, you'd never live it down, but at that very moment- you didn't care.
'Take your clothes off, now,' Steve practically growled, nipping on your ear with his teeth. You stepped back quickly and began to strip of your shirt and jeans, leaving you clad in nothing but your bra- you decided to not wear underwear that day, which elected a low growl from the handsome man in front of you. He was already stark naked- leaving you confused as to how he could have moved so fast- but your gaze fell in between his legs, and all other thoughts went out the window.

'Up, on the desk,' you turned and he smacked your ass, causing you to squeal. You sat on the edge and open your legs, feeling the cool air hitting you made you realize just how wet you already were for him.

You watched him, and he watched you, his gaze primal as he gave his cock a few long pumps before walking over to you, guiding his cock over your sensitive lips, making you moan wantonly. Steve grabbed you firmly by the neck with his other hand, smirking at your current lustful state.

'How bad do you want it, y/n?' he whispered, tugging on your bottom lip with his teeth. You could have sworn your heart was about to jump out of your chest; you couldn't believe this was finally happening.

'Please, please please fuck m- ohhhh,' your plea was cut off when he started to slide into you slowly, stretching your walls apart and filling you to the brim. He put one of your legs on his shoulder, opening you up more and also helping him slide all the way in. You gasped when you felt just how deep he was; he was touching parts inside of you that you never thought could be reached, automatically heightening the pleasure to a level you've never deemed reachable.

'Oh God PLEASE move,' you moaned, bucking your hips to fuck him from below- Steve's eyes crossed when you moved and tightened yourself around him; he couldn't believe how naughty you were. He loved it.

He began to move, fastly removing himself and sliding slowly back in to enjoy your warmth and wetness around him. Moans and pants filled the room, sweat was causing the two of you to slide against each other. You kissed him passionately, all tongue and teeth as he picked up his pace. He hit your sweet spot with every thrust- you tried so hard to not cum embarrassingly fast, but you just couldn't take it. He felt you tightening around him, getting wetter and wetter- he could hear your arousal as he thrusted in and out of you. It only made him drill faster into you, scooting you up the work desk.

'Do you want to cum, y/n? Beg for it. Want me to let you cum, baby?'

Steve's words were only bringing you closer to what you already knew was going to be your greatest orgasm yet. You thought of a way to get him to say yes, and fast.

'Captain, can I please cum?' Steve's thrust came to a halt; he picked his head up and looked into your eyes, his blue ones blown with lust. 'What'd you say?' He breathed.

Captain, can I-' he silenced you with a hard kiss on the lips. He groaned into the kiss and started twitching inside of you, filling you with his seed. The feeling of his warmth in you sent you reeling into your own orgasm, you cried out and held onto him for dear life, scratching your nails into his back. He hissed, licking and kissing all over your neck until you were done cumming on his cock. Your body went lax in his arms, and he stood you on your feet, pulled cleenex from the desk and began began to clean you and himself off. After a few minutes of silence that wasn't so awkward, you two were dressed, and out of the office.

'Well, that um... was amazing. And yeah, Steve, I fantasize about you a lot. I guess now would be the best time to say that I like you,' you were surprised with yourself, you said that a lot more calmly than you thought you'd be able to.

Steve smiled at you, adoration filled his bright blue orbs. He kissed you, differently than he did the other times- soft and sweet, light and barely there, but addicting.
'I like you too, y/n.'

Natasha was sitting at her computer, one headphone out of her ear.

'I TOLD YOU!'