Steve Rogers

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Stevey Boi has been your sparing partner since you became an Avenger. You've learned a lot from him, one thing being that Steve is a bit of a... steamy make-out partner.

...Let's take it back...

"Wait we need music first." I say before we start to fight.

"Really." Steve sighs stepping out of his fighting position.

"Really. Steve you know I perform better with music." I say turning on Lizzo's radio station on Pandora.

"You won't have music in a real fight." Steve argues.

"I always have music baby boy." I say as I swipe Steve's legs from under him in one Swift motion." Rule number one, never let your guard down. Remember Stevey Boi."

(I'm cryin' cause I love you)

"Yeah I remember." Steve said pulling me down by the hand that was helping him up. He rolled over and pinned me to the ground before saying, "I'm the one that taught you that." With a wink.

(Never been in love before, what the fuck are fucking feelings yo?)

That ass though, the things I would do to him if he was mine. I thought to myself as he got up and walked a few inches away.

(Once apon a time I was a hoe I don't even wanna hoe no more)

I got up after him with a smirk ready to throw hands.

"You ready?" Steve questions, I nod my head yes getting into a fighting Stance.
"Are you going to fight fair?" Steve questions with a cocked eyebrow.

"Now when have you ever known me to fight fair?" I question cocking my head to the right.

"That's my girl." Steve smirks as he throws the first punch. I move out of the way of the punch before grabbing his arm and flipping him to the ground.

(Gotcha something from the liquor store little bit of Lizzo and some more.)

Steve got up right away and I threw a punch at him but, he caught my arm and locked it behind my back as his chest pressed against my back and he whispered in my ear,

"You gotta be faster than that sweetheart." 😍 FUCK!!! His warm breath trickled down my back and I suck in a sharp breath at the feeling.

"Is this distracting you?" Steve asks and his other hand moved further up my waist. He knew what the hell he was doing, and I was surprised at him. But I liked it. I liked it a lot.

"Stop playing games Steve, I'm more than you can handle." I answer knocking him to the ground by clipping the back of his foot with my own.

"Is that what you think?" Steve smirks as he gets up.

(Try to open up a little more, sorry if my heart a little slow.)

Usually I'd never catch feelings for... Anybody, but lately Steve's been on my mind a lot and it's more than to just fuck and dump him. I want him to hold me and kiss me, and love all of me. And I think I might love him.... Or maybe just like him in a very very strong way, I ain't ready for the love kind of commitment yet.

(I thought that I didn't care, I thought I was love Impaired but baby, baby. I don't know what I'm gone do... I'm crying cause I love you.)

"So how was the date with that guy?" Steve questions as we continue to throw each other around.

"Ahh you know how I do. Love em and leave em." I reply with a shrug of the shoulders.

"When are you gonna settle down? Be with somebody that can make you happy and love you the way you deserve to be loved." Steve questions with a roll of his eyes as he throws a hard and fast punch that I block.

(Got me standing in the rain gotta get my hair pressed again, I would do it for you all my friend, ready baby won't you be my man.)

"Maybe I ain't lookin' for love Steve, or maybe love ain't lookin' for me either way, I ain't seen nobody who's that interested in anything serious." I explain throwing a combo of punches and kicks at Steve.

"Maybe you're not looking hard enough. Sometimes things are right in front of your face, you just can't seem to open your eyes and look at it." Steve argues my point.

(Wanna put you on a plane, fly you out to wherever I am, catch you on the low I was ashamed, now I'm crazy 'bout to tat your name.)

"And what do you mean by that?" I question looking for an opportunity to strike. Steve steps out of fighting mode and looks at me.

"What?" I question standing straight. Steve started walking towards me in a slightly fast pace and didn't stop until his lips were on mine. Our lips moved in sync with each others, his wrapped hands cuffed my cheek as mine held on to his lower torso. My mind exploded when his soft pink lips touched mine. Never in my years of living have I ever seen Steve be so bold and confident in this kind of situation. The amount of time I've waited for this moment and it's happening.

(I thought that I didn't care, I thought I was love Impaired but baby, baby. I don't know what I'm gone do...)

"It means that I'm right here. And I've always been here. Let me be that guy." Steve proposes after pulling away.

(I'm crying cause I love you)

I answered with a yes by pulling him back into the kiss making it deeper than before. Steve's hands traveled to my waist as he guided me backwards into the wall.

Steve picked me up so that my legs were around his waist and my back was against the wall as his body pressed against mine. It was the best make-out session I've ever had.

(I thought that I didn't care, I thought I was done Impaired but baby, baby I don't know what I'm gone do...)

Just as it was getting more heated Tony walked in and said,

"Oh my gosh, get a God damn room."

You two broke apart and Steve quickly put you down as his face started to turn bright pink.

"This is a room." I retort with a smile

"Get a bedroom." Tony replies

"No I don't think we're ready for that yet." By we I mean Steve.

"You seemed pretty ready to me." Tony says under his breath.

"Okay well I'm gonna go. It was nice conversating with you Tony... I'll see you later Steve." I wink at him and give him a kiss goodbye before grabbing my things and leaving the room.

I used to be a bad bitch non-committal!!! But then Steve came along and now I'm a bad bitch and committed.

(I'm crying cause I love you)

The song featured in this story today was, 'Cause I Love You, by Lizzo. Listen to that album! Listen to it!!!!!

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