Marvel Imagines (Smut, Fluff, Smut/Fluff)

Steve Rogers (SMUFF) *Chubby Reader*

I pulled out a miniature figurine of Captain America and I rolled my eyes at Tony, "really you're such an ass." I stood and walked over to the closet giving myself a mental prep talk to calm myself down. I sat next to Steve who gave me a sheepish smile as the lock clicked, "I don't really know what to do. I've never heard of this game." I smiled back at him, "well basically you spend seven minutes in here and you can either make out or simply talk...or more tedious things." I blushed as I mentioned it. He looked down blushing as well clearing his throat, "oh well if it's okay with you I'd like to just talk." I felt disappointment creep through my veins, but I played it cool, "yeah that's fine I would never do anything you're uncomfortable with." he smiled his blindingly perfect smile, "so how have you been Y/n and be honest." I sighed rubbing my forehead, "I've been stressed I won't lie, but I've been through worse." I didn't mention my recurring nightmares at night making me wake up in a panic attack. I picked at the nail polish on my nails, "how about you Steve how have you been and you have to be honest too?" he sighed, "I don't know how to express what I've been feeling I've been stressed and I guess depressed?" he sounded like he was questioning it, "I've been relieving the past and it makes it hard to be happy I've been putting up a good facade, but it seems like no one can tell something is wrong." I sighed leaning my head on his shoulder, "Steve you're not alone trust me if you want to talk to someone other than Bucky I'm here for you." I smiled and made a move I knew I was going to regret. I kissed him and as soon as I pulled back the door opened and I stood heading towards my room, "I don't feel too good I think I'm gonna call it quits tonight." I ran up the stairs before anyone could react or respond. I closed my door locking it sliding down it I let a tear roll down my face I covered my face and slammed my head back into the door scolding myself, "god you're so fucking stupid you probably ruined any chances of keeping a friendship with Steve." I pulled my knees to my chest and I heard a knock, "Y/n can I come in?" my voice shook, "no I don't wanna get you sick Steve I really don't feel good." my stomach wrenched with guilt making me nauseous. I heard him sigh on the other side of the door, "Y/n please I wanna talk about this face to face." I stood my hand hovering over the doorknob for a moment and I unlocked it, opening it and moving to the side so that he could enter then I immediately closed it relocking it. I leaned against the door with my arms crossed, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable I just wanted to do that to show you-" I was cut off as he smashed our lips together, "god just shut up." I slapped his chest and stared up into his eyes, "I lied earlier I'm not truly okay I've been depressed and closing myself from anyone was because I've been having recurring nightmares and waking up in panic attacks and I haven't told anyone because I'm scared and I don't know how to control my emotions." I teared up as I revealed my secret to Steve, "and if you want to leave because I'm fucked up I won't blame you." he cradled my face in his hands wiping away my tears that fell, "just because you have nightmares and panic attacks does not mean you're fucked up." I smirked, "did Steve Rodgers just swear?" he sighed chuckling, "yes and I mean it don't look at yourself like that just because when I was first unthawed I had nightmares for the first several months and I would wake up in panic attacks as well." I studied his features, "it's true Steve I am fucked up and I am can never be happy because I push everyone away because I have trust issues because of a past relationship that almost got me killed." he kissed me, "I will prove that you are perfect and not fucked up like you claim." he tugged on the hem of my shirt silently asking permission. I hesitated, scared of what he would think, but I nodded lifting my arms so he could remove the clingy shirt and I immediately covered my waist to cover my stretch marks and partially cover the scar that went from my belly button to my left collarbone. He gently removed them and put my arms to the side kissing the scar all the way to my navel and then he kissed my stretch marks, "you are perfect no matter what your size or imperfections." he muttered I felt his lips brush against my skin as he muttered it and I laid my head against the door sighing, biting my lip as he slowly kissed his way back up my body. When he got to my neck I felt him suck on the skin leaving hickeys no doubt he pulled away looking into my eyes, "are you sure you want this." I nodded, "show me how perfect you think I am." he pulled off his shirt and then he grabbed my bra, unclipping it easily as the clip was in the front. He took the soft mounds of flesh into his hands I moaned as he gently squeezed. He left a trail of hickeys down the valley's of my breasts all the way to the wall to my waistline of my jeans. He unbuttoned them and slowly pulled them down revealing that I didn't have panties on and he looked at me with an eyebrow arched causing me to blush he picked me up gently laying me on the bed my stomach jiggled making me aware of my self consciousness again and I attempted to cover up body again, but Steve grabbed my arms and his eyes scanned over my body, "I told you you're perfect don't hide your beautiful body from me." With that he bent my knees revealing my dripping core to him. He licked a stripe up my folds to my clit and started to gently sucked making me throw my head back and let out a loud moan and I silently thanked Tony for making my room soundproof. He stuck a single digit into my slowly moving picking up speed to match the rhythm of his tongue on my clit and I bit on my lip slightly muffling my moans as I felt my stomach start to clench as I felt my orgasm approaching, "Steve fuck if you keep that up I'm gonna cum." he added a second digit and picked up the speed making me moan louder as my orgasm washed over my he licked his lips and he sucked on his finger removing the evidence of my orgasm and he leaned in kissing me and I could taste myself on his lips making me moan as it sent a jolt of arousal to my core. He stood from the bed and removed his pants along with his boxers in a single fluid movement revealing his hard dick with precum seeping from the tip he climbed on top of me as he lined himself up with my entrance and slowly stretched me out. I let out a gasp between pleasure and pain as he stretched me out as he was bigger than my ex who was the only man I had ever been with. Once he was fully inside of me he let out a moan and let me adjust to his size for a moment before slowly starting to thrust making my eyes roll into the back of my head. He laid his head into the crevice of my neck and moaned into my ear, "you are perfect and nothing could ever change my mind." he stared into my eyes and I bit my lip and I tried to keep my eyes open as my second orgasm of the night washed over me and I felt his hot seed cover the inside of me and I pulled him down into a makeout session as he rode out his orgasm. He rolled next to me and stared at the ceiling, "did I convince you of how I feel about you." I nodded, "yes most definitely, but I think I could be taught more." he chuckled and got up off the bed and headed into my bathroom and I heard the sink turn on for a brief moment and he returned with a damp washcloth and cleaned up the mess we had created.