➢ marvel imagines

➣ steve rodgers

steve's first time

**smut**

pre-Infinity War

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7 months. 7 months you'd been dating the fantastic Steve Rodgers; they were the best 7 months of your life. Of course, you had to take everything slow as he still quite wasn't used to the whole "dating game" but you didn't mind. But there was always a question that was burning at the back of his mind. Why hadn't you had sex yet? Sure, he'd said before that he wanted to wait but that felt like ages ago; you didn't think he'd want to as he was still a virgin after all this time and wanted to wait for the right person (not that you didn't think it wasn't you). After a few months, the question disappeared in your mind, telling yourself that it wasn't about you, and Steve should be the one to set the relationship pace. You'd made peace with your sexual fantasies and never wanted to make Steve uncomfortable; but today, he actually gave it a lot of thought. Tonight was the night he was going to lose his virginity to you.

After you'd celebrated your 7 month anniversary with a fancy dinner and a Sunday matinee, you finally decided to return home. Steve's knuckles gripped the steering wheel, anxious. He didn't know how to initiate something like this; would he just simply ask you? What would you say? Had you even done it before? Surely she has I mean...

"Steve?" You asked, noticing the death grip he had on the wheel and his widening eyes on the open road in front of you. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm alright princess." He gave you a reassuring smile and loosened his grip on the steering wheel, telling himself to relax as he leaned back in his seat. He was overreacting, he was sure you'd react perfectly even if you said yes or no. 

It felt like a lifetime until you returned home, neither of you tired though it was beginning to get late for the both of you. He fumbled with the keys before he finally opened the door, breathing in the familiar scent of his shared home with you. You smiled and groaned as you sat yourself down on the couch, beginning to sink into the blue cushion and gestured Steve over to you.

"(Y/n), can I talk to you about something?" He asked when he sat down on the couch, nervously playing with his hands as he bit his lip and looked at the ground.

"Of course." You said, sitting up, concern beginning to watch over you. "What is it, Steve?" You asked as you saw him open and close his mouth a few times.

"Why haven't we had sex?" He asked abruptly, turning his head to meet your eyes before just looking straight down at the ground again. The question surprised you but you tried your best not to hesitate as you gave a straightforward answer.

"I didn't think you wanted to. I thought you wanted to take it slow so it never really came up." You leaned forwards and began stroking the hair on the back of his neck. "Is this what's been concerning you all night?" He gave a small nod and shrugged, leaning back on the couch.

"Whatever, it's stupid." He said, waving it off and avoiding eye contact with you.

"It's not stupid. We should talk about it Steve if it's something you want to do." You said, cupping his face and turning his eyes towards you. You gave him a quick kiss before pulling away and sitting cross-legged, a sign you were ready to listen to whatever he had to say.

"It is something I want to do... have sex. I mean, I'm over 90 years old and I still haven't... it's something I've thought about a lot..." Your eyes blew wide at that, surprised your precious clean-minded Steve could ever think about such an act. "I mean... I wouldn't know how, really, but I'd like to... with you... I mean..."

"Steve..." You whispered, lacing your hand with his and bringing your lips closer to his own. Your other hand went to his knee and began to travel upwards, his breath already beginning to shudder at your ministrations.