Learning to Love

Chapter 34

-Steve's POV-
That morning the sun beams loudly through the half-closed curtains. I feel the warmth of another presence against me. I look to see Nat, half on top of me-half on the side. I can feel every curve her body has to offer, against my body. I smile into her hair and take in her scent. The white sheets are still damp from our sweat, among other things. I chuckle at the thought. Nat stirs next to me and I kiss her awake. Her smile does something for me as she looks up to me lovingly.

"Good morning Rogers," She whisper huskily into my neck. I scan her top half as her neck down to her cleavage is covered in hickeys. Though I can still feel the burn of the scracthes on my back against the sheets. Natasha's body is covered modestly and so is mine. I flip her so she is under me. I nip twice at her ear lobe then I get up. She whimpers at the loss, but studies me as I leave the bedroom and to the bathroom. I turn on the shower so it will heat up.

"I'm gonna take a shower," I kiss her forehead when I re-enter the room.

"I'll come with you," She lifts herself to the edge of the bed but groans. I laugh and she pouts at my reaction. I pick her up bridal style and carry her into the bathroom.

Steam begins to cover the bathroom mirror. I place Natasha under the warm spray and she pulls me to her. She hugs me tightly and I rub her back. Now as if I can feel our relationship grow to something far more intimate. The way she lets herself let loose around me, so much infact she lets me hold her as we shower together, brings joyful tears to my eyes. But I brush those back quickly.

"I love you," She says as she kisses me.

"I love you too Nat. So much," I whisper and bite her neck she laughs.

After our shower I dry her off sensually. Then I dry myself. I pull on my pants from last night and go outside to the car. The air nips at my bare torso, but I grab our bags and bring them inside so we can change. I bring Natasha's bag to her and she thanks me. I strip out of my old clothes and pull on a pair of fresh boxers and sweatpants. I head out the the kitchen.

-Natasha's POV-
I tell Steve I'll be out in a minute. I sweep my damp hair to a side part, not caring about my current apperance. I watch from the hall as Steve reaches up to one of the oak cabinets. His gray sweatpants descend his hips, showing off his impresive v-line. I slip in behind him and hug him. He fliches at first but then relaxes into as he pulls the plates down from the cabinets. Steve turns into me and wraps his arms around me, I look up and give him a long and slow kiss. I pull away and lift myself onto the island counter top behind me. Steve moves to be between my legs, for some reason I just can't seem to be away from his touch.

Steve eventually moves away and begins to resume cooking. I watch him as he fries eggs and puts toast into the toaster. I set the table for us and we eat.

Later in the day, Steve and I are sitting on a blanket by the lake. A large tree provides us shade, for this unusally warm day for this time of year. I'm laying aganist his chest, in between his legs. I had found another bottle of champagne and brought it down with us. We drink it straight from the bottle. We have a few more hours here before we have to leave, and prepare for the mission Fury has for us.

Steve plays with my a few wispy tendrils of my hair. I lean my head back and kiss him on the neck.

"I never want to leave," I whisper back to him.

"Don't kid yourself another day here, and you'd be begging for a mission," He laughs.

"Ya your right," I smile back.

"We can come here whenever we want though," Steve says more seriously.

"It's a rental though you can't just-," Steve silences me with a finger over my lips.

"It's ours Nat," He whispers to my ear. I turn so I'm facing him,

"What?"

"Ya Tony brought it for us. It's paid off and everything," He laughs at my expression. My smile spreads to my eyes and I tackle him, I lay on top of him and kiss him roughly.

"I- love- you. Thank- you," I say in between kisses.

"Don't thank me, I didn't pay for it," He says pulling away enough to form a whole sentece.

"It doesn't matter," I whisper to his lips and kiss him another few times. He flips us over so I'm under him. He grabs both my wrists with one hand and pins them above my head. He kisses down my neck, over the marks he left there last night. I wither under him and he uses his weight to pin me, as he brushes his lips over mine, teasing me.

"Stop Steve please,"

"Nah I'm good," He laughs at me. I smile back and knock him off me. I get up and run. He chases me and grabs me into a hug and swings me around. I laugh and play-stuggle against him.

Our own little slice of heaven lasts another few hours. Until we have to drive back to the real world.

-Steve's POV-
I load our bags back into the backseat of the car. Natasha slides into the passenger seat and I start the car. I hold Natasha's hand the entire trip home, occasionally bringing it to my lips to kiss it.

When we get back it's almost midnight. Natasha is asleep next to me. I leave our luggage in the car and I carry Natasha bridal style up to her room. I lay her down on her bed and pull off her boots. I pull the covers back and slide her in. She stirs alittle but remains asleep. I go around and slide next to her. I roll into her and pulls her to my front so I'm spooning her. I kiss her head and bury my face into her hair. I sigh relieved to be so lucky.

Before I fall asleep, Natasha gets up. She rolls on top of me. I feel her grind down on me. Then she stops. She laughs at my frustrated groans.

"Don't be tease Nat," I scoff.

"Good night Rogers," She laughs.

"You better finish what you started Natasha," I groan into ear as I pin her under me.

"And what if I don't Rogers?" She whisper huskily. I spend the rest of the night showing her.

Thanks for reading!
I hope everyone is ok! I wanted this story done by next week, but I got some more ideas so. I hope yall are will read another 20 chapters.
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