Living With Captain America/ [2]( COMPLETED)

Chapter 14

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The sun was streaming in through the balcony doors bathing the room in a warm glow. It was late morning yet neither Ella nor Steve had moved from the bed since they had arrived last night. Steve had kept the location of the honeymoon a secret for as long as possible and Ella suspected he liked having her guess where they were heading and teasing her about it. All of Ella's ideas were nothing compared to what Steve had planned.

France. He had taken her to France. A small little town right next to the sea, it was picturesque and like something out of a novel. They had arrived late last night so Ella didn't see as much of it as she would have liked but the newly married couple were planning on looking around later that day – if they could keep their hands off each other for long enough.

Since she was a little girl Ella had always wanted to go to France. It was the most romantic city in the world after all, what girl doesn't dream of that? Steve had seemingly planned the whole thing and even rented them a small little cottage to stay in, only a short walk to the sea front. The cottage was small and cosy and Ella instantly fell in love with it. It was so different from the vastness of the tower, a lot calmer too. There was a small rustic kitchen detailed in deep red along with a cosy living room complete with an old fashioned fireplace. The bedroom was by far the best thing about the cottage though and the room Ella had seen most of. (Not including the little incident in the living room when they had first arrived where they hadn't had chance to make it to the bedroom). It had huge French doors which lead out onto the balcony overlooking the sea. The room was large and open with wooden floors and a large four poster bed in the middle of the bed. Steve laughed at the look on Ella's face when she first saw it, wrapping his arms around her waist to whisper in her ear:

"Do you like it?" He breathed against the skin of her neck sending goose bumps along her shoulder.

"I think we should try it out." Ella replied giving him a smouldering look as she pushed him back towards the bed. Steve went willingly, a hungry look in his eyes.

Those late night activities were what got them to where they were now. Steve was lying opposite Ella with his head at the foot of the bed resting on a large white pillow. Ella loved him like this, carefree and playful. His hair was mused from their early activities and the bed sheets were pooled around his waist giving Ella a clear view of his impressive chest. Steve's fingers were running up and down Ella's calf, with her toes planted gently on his chest. Ella hummed in contentment as Steve continued his administrations.

"How long can we stay here?" Ella said lazily, securing the covers round her body.

Steve dropped a small kiss on her calf, "As long as you want."

"Forever?"

Steve chuckled, "Sure, I could pass my suit on to someone else and we could start a new life." He joked as he fingers doodled up her leg.

"Tempting but the world needs you. The man makes the suit not the other way round." Ella replied curling her toes into his warm skin.

"Do you need me?" Steve's blue eyes met her green ones.

"More than anything. That's the great thing about being your wife; I get to keep you too." Ella trailed off, "Wife. That's weird."

Steve laughed, "How so?"

"Because I'm married. To Captain America. Never saw that one coming."

"Well Mrs Rogers, I don't regret a second." Steve said kissing a path up her smooth leg.

"Hmmm never." Ella mused as Steve's lips trailed higher, now on her thigh. Ella couldn't help the heat that spread through her body.

"Come here." She whispered. Steve kissed her thigh again before crawling towards her joining their lips together. Ella sighed as she leant back against the pillows with Steve on top of her.