MARVEL & DC IMAGINES

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request: Hey love, can you write something about reader keeps teasing Steve and touching him in an important meeting under the table because she likes how he gets tense and blush like crazy, and no matter how many times he tries to stop her and move her hand away she teases him even more so he snaps and take her hands and drag her to the nearest empty room and fuck her up against the wall so roughly she can barely stand up after they're done

word count: 2033

warnings: smut, swearing

Addiction. There was only one way to describe Steve, you wanted to take him like a drug and have his sweet taste on your tongue, lacing your lips with his addictive taste.  Like any addict you couldn't go long without a fix, you needed him no matter the time or place. The place was a meeting Tony was holding, all of the Avengers were there including Steve and yourself; he was beside you and looking as delicious as ever. He had one hand resting on your thigh and despite all your dirty thoughts and prayers he didn't move it any closer to the arousal pooling in between your thighs, no, instead it stayed still.

You needed it there and then.

Tony was rambling on about something you didn't know about as you were too consumed with the thought of Steve's rosy red cheeks if you made a move on him right there. You could imagine how bashful he would become and how despite all control his cock would swell in his trousers and you'd finally be able to get your mouth wrapped his thick cock.

You looked out of the corner of your eye at Steve who was focussed on Tony's meeting as were everybody in the meeting even Peter despite the look of utter boredom on his face. You smirked to yourself before moving Steve's hand off your thigh, he turned to look at you but you ignored his quirked eyebrows and instead made a show of licking your lips for him. You could see him restraining himself and you had only just begun.

Tony said something and Steve's gaze returned forward and that's when you made your move, you placed your hand on the inside of Steve's thigh. You couldn't keep the grin off your face as you moved your hand further up Steve's thigh till your fingers started dancing across the tight material that was confining Steve's cock. You felt Steve tense immediately when you grabbed hold of his cock under his slacks feeling it steadily harden underneath you.

You kept your eyes on the front as brought Steve's cock to life but you did falter your attention to look at what you did. Steve was cracking and you had barely even done anything, he was that sensitive to your touch because like you, he was addicted. You could see the pink hues that flushed his cheeks and you could see the way his eyes darted around the room as if you were about to get caught. It almost made you laugh because you knew Steve was a total adrenaline junkie, he loved the thrill of the rush. Your mind couldn't help but wander back to the time Steve fucked you in an unlocked bathroom at one of Tony's many parties that was only seconds from the event, he fucked you so hard making you scream loud enough that anybody who walked by could hear you over the music. He fucked you from behind before making you ride him and when you didn't get caught he suggested somewhere more public - up against the glass window of Tony's penthouse apartment for the whole of New York City to see. Steve was an exhibitionist whether he liked to admit it or not.

You leaned closer to Steve, turning your head and your lips ghosting over the shell of his ear your hot breath fanning over him and making a shiver run down his spine. "I wanna make you cum from just this then I want you to fuck anywhere, I don't care as long as you make me cum all over your cock," you whispered as you pushed your palm against Steve's now hard cock, your words enough to make him blow his load.

"Fuck!" You heard him mumble under his breath only loud enough for you to hear, you smirked to yourself.

Your lips didn't leave his ear as you continued your movements over his clothed cock, "Want you to make me fucking scream, baby. I want your hands everywhere: on my tits, in my hair, in my mouth, playing with my clit. And when you fuck me, baby, I want you to pull out so you can cum down my throat." You knew exactly what you were doing and saying. You pressed hard against Steve's cock and you felt his legs involuntarily quake underneath you.