The dress up top is for future reference in the story, also this is straight up sin. Aka smut. OK I'm sorry, but I have a few others coming out. Please feel free to request as well. I will write fluff or smut.
No POV
You had always had a particular crush on the Star Spangled man. Much like every cliche ever, he happened to like you to. You both never brought it up to each other, sure it was out of fear but also wanting to keep things between you two professional.
You two go on missions together all the time, and this time was no different. It was how most of your missions together goes. You go into an enemy hide out, in this case a big dinner hall. You both then had to come up with a fake act, and whoever else you both are paired with grab the files and go.
You were currently being escorted to your hotel for the dinner. The driver pulled up and you grabbed your bag and went inside. You met up with Steve, Tony, and Clint. You smiled to the three and you checked in. This mission wasn't as well funded as most, so there were only two hotel rooms for four people.
Steve wasn't comfortable with you staying with Tony or Clint, so you both shared a room. As you entered the room with Steve, you understood why there were only two rooms. The room was luxurious. Mirrors on, almost, every wall. A beautiful crystal chandelier was hung in multiple points of the room. The more you and Steve explored, realization hit you both.
There was only one bed.
Steve was flustered, telling you to sleep there while he could create his makeshift bed in the bathtub or on the floor. You told him no and said you would take the floor. "OK Steve, I'm gonna propose an idea. What if we both just lay in the bed and not make it awkward." You suggest. Steve thought it over and reluctantly agreed.
You both crawled into bed and sat far apart with your backs facing each other. It made you feel safe knowing he was there. It made him feel calm knowing your presence was only less than a foot away from him.
Morning came quick, the sun lightly shining on you both. It woke you up enough to be aware of where you were but not enough to open your eyes. You felt a strong arm around your waist and could only assume it was Steve. You could also feel his prominent hard on against your inner thigh.
Steve was in the same boat you were, awake enough to know where he was, but not enough to fully control his actions or open his eyes. You both were essentially still in a dream like state. Steve could feel his member rub against you and he assumed it was near your leg or thigh.
The feeling of his hard on against you sent something off in him, causing a wet dream. He involuntarily began grind his hips against you, not knowing it was rubbing against your clit. He wanted to stop because in the back of his mind he was trying to wake up so he could stop.
You were whimpering with each brush against your clit. You felt yourself almost hit that peak until everything abruptly stopped. You felt the bed shift, indicating Steve left. You finally woke up, but decided to keep your eyes shut just so Steve doesn't think you understood what was going on previously.
After a few minutes you pretended to wake up and you saw Steve walking about and getting dressed. "Morning Spangles." You said with a smile. He jumped and gave a nervous smile back. "How have you been this morning?" You ask with a groggy voice. Steve shrugged and went into the bathroom.
