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Tool Inside of Tool Box Steve x Reader

"Him.", (y/n) says grinding down on top of her boyfriend Captain America clothed cock.

Steve had asked her what she wanted to do since they had the tower to themselves and that was her reply.

Steve felt himself blush and he bit his bottom lip to keep a groan from escaping from within himself.

The friction of her clothed cunt grinding against his clothed cock felt amazing, through he did wished they both was naked and that was her bare cunt grinding on his clothed cock Steve didn't mind.

"Ah, there he is.", (y/n) moaned out as she felt the hardening of his cock spring to life, it pressed itself harshly against her clitoris and she couldn't help but grab her tits, her hand placed with it as she throws her head back moaning at the pressure.

"That motherfucker.", she groans out, "He wants my cunt I bet. Isn't that right baby? Does little Steve want my his previous cunt? Does he wanna pound himself in it? Get it all warm inside until he squirts his hot cum inside of it? Do you wanna cloak my walls Stevie? Wanna paint me white from the inside out?"

As the questions flowed Steve couldn't handle himself anymore, he growled and flipped them both over, his body largely covered over hers causing a shadow to form.

"He isn't little sweetie. Trust me.", groans out steve in a heavy voice, his eyes were a darker shade of blue and he practically attacked her harden nipples.

His mouth grabbed at the hard nipple, he brushed his tongue across it watching (y/n)'s body as it twitches with contact, she could feel his hot breath.

His teeth bites harshly down on her nipples causing a scream of mixed pain and pleasure to fall from her lips, "What a tool.", she groans out.

"Yeah. Babygirl, a tool. Well I guess that makes you my toolbox, huh? Guess I got to place my tool inside my lovely toolbox.", steve growls out.