Avengers Preferences / Imagines

Steve Rogers (Smut)

You looked down at your phone. The time flashed, revealing it to be 7:30 p.m. Your heart sank further in your chest as you watched the minutes tick by. It wasn't healthy to sit and stare at the clock, besides a watched pot never boils. You couldn't will yourself away though. Not when Steve was supposed to be back at "5 sharp"... Two days ago.

There was always an immediate fear that popped into your mind the second he was late. You were generally able to function, although your focus was generally off. However, this was the longest he'd been late and you couldn't shake the idea that he wasn't coming back. The realization hit you the previous night and left you crippled to the couch with your eyes peeled for any movement near the door. Your only relief was when you absolutely had to get up or you accidentally dozed off.

You were awoken suddenly by the sound of metal hitting the floor and a door closing. You quickly regained yourself and practically ran to the door when you realized it was the awe inspiring Captain America. His clothes and skin were dirty (with what looked to be a mixture of dried blood, sweat and dust) and he stumbled a bit like he was either exhausted or hurt, but you leapt onto him.

A gruff chuckled escaped his lips, "Missed me."

"Shut up. I was so worried about you! I know it was only 2 days, but I couldn't help it." You kissed his lips but then broke away to seriously look him in the eyes. You knew Steve came from a time where men and women weren't viewed equally and there was a proper way to do things, but you didn't care, "Steve, I love you... I'm in love with you."

A smile graced his lips, "I was gonna say that."

It was hard not to attack the man with affection right then and there, but you were both tired and you were both in need of a shower. Reluctantly you removed yourself from him and took his hand, "Come on, let's go get you cleaned up."

He excused himself momentarily to retrieve some fresh clothes and you made your way to the bathroom. You turned the handles until a steady stream of hot water was spewing from the shower head. You'd quickly learned the hard was that Steve liked his showers hot (he very rarely left any hot water).

A noise somewhere in between a sigh and a moan escapes your lips when you pushed your hand underneath the stream to test the temperature. "Go ahead, I can wait." Steve's voice rang from behind you (he was always so courteous).

"Get in with me." You blurted out... Your intentions weren't impure. Although, Steve stayed over quite a lot (enough to have clothes and his own drawer), you two weren't LIVING together... Heck, only moments ago had you professed your love to him. Steve was a true gentleman and nothing had ever really transpired between the two of you, and you understood why. He'd not only lost Peggy when he went under but EVERYONE. Not to mention the difference in 'morals' between then and when he woke up... You turned around to offer him a sweet smile, fully prepared to be shut down, "Please."

He nodded, but still turned around for you to undress. You weren't particularly upset by that, you didn't want to be gawked at while stripping. You discarded your clothes in a neat pile before stepping into the tub... The curtain was drawn and you couldn't see him taking off his beloved uniform, but you could make out the shadow moving and that was enough to get your heart pumping.

You tried to focus on the warm water pummeling your skin when Steve got in (not wanting him to know you were practically buzzing with excitement to see him naked). However, you practically spun around when you felt his presence behind you... You pulled him closer and into the path of the water and carried out your innocent plan. With a bit of soap and a wash cloth you began to rid the physical evidence of his mission from his body (stealing a few glances as you massaged the soap into his skin).

Without warning Steve attached his mouth to yours and you immediately returned the affection. You dropped the wash cloth and let your fingertips began exploring his skin. Steve was a little more chivalrous in controlling his hands, they stayed planted on your waist. Your tongues tangled together and you found yourself slowly backing him towards the wall. A smirk edged it's way onto his lips, while he still fancied himself a gentleman it was hard not to appreciate your desire to touch him.

Steve's hands traveled down to your thighs, in a matter of seconds he picked you up and turned you around. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. The moment your back hit the cool tile you arched yourself forward, trying to get away from the cold. The action earned a small grunt from him and you bit your lip as the more sensitive spots on your body brushed his. It was only momentary that Steve's lips stayed glued to yours, they left to explore the nape of your neck, kissing and lapping away the water droplets. Combined with his hands now eagerly but sensually gliding across your wet skin and groping at you, you mewled at his touch.

Your mind was quickly becoming fogged while Steve worked magic on your flesh. He shifted slightly and pulled away to look at you. You immediately knew the question, without him even having to ask. You nodded your head, this was absolutely and positively okay with you.

He pushed himself into you slowly, connecting your lips and making the moment all the more intimate. While, the sensation was a bit uncomfortable at first, it faded into pleasure with each movement. Both of your breathing got heavier and you arched yourself further into him and his pace increased until your breathing turned ragged and it was unclear whether your skin was wet from sweat or water beating down on you.

Each thrust into you was like tightening a coil in your abdomen, until finally you couldn't take anymore. "Steve..." It came out as a whimper and it wasn't much of a warning. Your nails dug into skin as a wave of pleasure ran through your body. Steve reached his climax soon after and your rested your head onto his shoulder, nuzzling his neck.

You smiled at the kiss he pressed against the top of your head. "I love you."

A/N: Okay quick thanks to @voidhurricane and @katekaty for pointing me in this direction! Lol also I'm sorry if this sucked, it has been awhile :P ALSO if by some weird chance that you like this and want something similar, send in a request ^-^