Steve x Peter x Reader

Chapter 3

"Truth." Steve answered. He thought he had no secrets to hide, and it was too early in the game for him to take a drink, so he picked the easy way out.

I wasn't about to let him get off easy, so I decided to just go in hard and dirty from the beginning.

"When's the last time you've had sex, Mr America. Since you're always so so dirty, I wonder how long it's been. Maybe your pent up frustration is why you like to talk about it so much." I ask, leaning towards Peter, crossing my arms over my chest, raising my eyebrow.

His face flushed slightly, and he ran a hand through his unbelievably soft hair. His arrogance helping him contain his composure. He pulled his lip between his perfect teeth, obviously flustered by the question. I feel Peter's weight shift in his from behind me. I turn my head to look at him, and he's struggling to contain his laughter. Seeing his face, I can't help but laugh. When I break, so does Peter, and he inches closer to me so that now our sides are touching, as we try to bring our laughter to a close as soon as it began.

"Steve, honey, what's your choice? Why can't you tell me when? You know how much I love you right? Just because the last time you had sex was before Tony was born doesn't mean anything to m-"

"Doll face, the last time I had sex was about three months ago. Okay?" He interrupted before I could finish my sentence. I rested my hand on his leg and looked up into his eyes to calm him down. It's was a non verbal way to say that's it's okay and I was just joking around.

"God I need something to drink anyway" Steve said pouring himself a glass of wine. When he leaned back into the couch, he rested his hand on top of mine. I couldn't help but feel a jolt of electricity course through me.
"Truth or Dare Miss Chemistry" Peter asked. I felt my breath catch in my throat. I decided to just play it safe.
"Truth." I respond, thinking what's the worst that could happen.
"Have you ever thought about any avengers sexually?" Peter asks.
Damn. He's playing dirty too.

"I have." I reply vaguely. I feel Steve looking at me but I avoid his eyes, feeling my face get hot. I take a sip of wine, trying to not be flustered. Eventually the inevitable happens,and I look up at Steve. His eyes have a new intensity. I feel myself start to get warm in places I really didn't want to be when I was wearing this little attire. I start to feel wetness begin to pool in my lingerie as Steve says a single word.

"Who?"

I, feeling very uncomfortable, say, "That wasn't part of my truth Steve." And take a few more sips from my glass. The smooth flavour easing my nerves slightly.

"Truth or Dare Peter" Steve asks, slightly laughing at my response. He pulls me closer into him, and I smell his intoxicating cologne even stronger now, but not so strong that it's overwhelming. I love men's cologne. The fragrances are so good, but Steve's is more. It's downright irresistible. I feel more wetness leak as his scent encompasses me,and I try to snap out of where my head is.

"Dare," Peter said, "unlike some people, I'm okay with taking risks"

His little callout makes me laugh a little. While making eye contact with Peter, Steve whispers his dare in my ear, with his husky deep voice. I gasp at the sensation. Any restrictions I had before were gone, as I felt so much drip out of me at once, and my clit twitched slightly. I just looked up at his magical eyes and said, "yeah, sounds good" as if I didn't just get so aroused that if I get up a wet spot would be on the couch.

"Peter, I dare you to show us the last porn video you've watched. I know you've got your private windows or whatever but I bet you have it stored somewhere" Steve says. I gasp. I didn't realize what we had whispered to me, just his hot breath and words near my skin made me completely oblivious to what he said.

"Yeah, no thanks" Peter said before downing a shot, and immediately feeling the burn that can only be found in Asgardian liquor. Think tequila knock back times 47. I was shifting in my seat, trying to take the edge off, when Peter looks at me.

"You okay? You're moving a lot, are you in pain?"
He asks me.

"Oh no, I'm fine, I'm just a little impatient. Especially when some people take the easy way out of dares." I reply.

"In that case, Truth or Dare, Dollface" Steve asks me, looking at me up and down, obviously not believing the lie I had told Peter.

"Dare" I say, trying to save myself from being exposed.

"I dare you to tell us who you had, or have, a crush on" Steve states, pulling his soft bottom lip into his mouth again. Either he knows what he's doing and torturing me while embarrassing me, or is just being himself. I'm guessing the second option, because he's always done that, it's just recently that I have been so impacted by it.

"Yeah um, it's-" I start before downing a shot. The burning down the back of my throat lasts for about ten seconds, and I need something to get the strongness of it away from my tongue.

"Oh my fucking god" I exclaim before getting up to the freezer to get a popsicle, all the while Peter and Steve are laughing at my reaction. I sit back down, clutching the box of popsicles to my chest as I do so. I take one and put the box on the table with the shots,and realize exactly what I had done.

Shit

By clutching the cold box, my nipples hardened, showing through my silk robe, and by getting up, I revealed the wet spot on the couch. Hopefully they didn't notice the latter. The former, wasn't too bad of an embarrassment. I opened the popsicle and started to eat it, before asking Peter for his choice.
"Dare. Can't be worse than Steve's" he replied.
"I dare you to tell me what's the most embarrassing thing that has happened to you" I ask, hoping it'll take some of the spotlight off of me.

"When I was younger, I decided to try and steal candy from the corner store. I got caught and had to wear a big red sign that said candy thief for a week at school." He replied nonchalantly. I was getting scared at how good they were at this game. I was definitely going to be the first to run out of shots.

"Truth or Dare" Peter asked.

"Dare" Steve responded

"Not you, her"