A/N: WARNING MUTHAFUCKAS! This is a smutty chapter! Smut Smut Smut! Soooo any lil ones reading, shield your eyes!!
"Here-Here's my room, well, temporary room." Iris said, opening the door.
Looking slightly amused at her nerves, Steve walked in after, closing the door behind him.
"Well, erm, I'll go to the bathroom to change, one moment."
She darted in, closing the door behind her. Sighing in almost relief, she moved to wipe the make up from her face, before running a brush through her hair. She softly chewed her lip as she set the brush down, hands shaking.
What was wrong with her? She had battled Chituari, she had fought enemies, she had charged into battles with Thor that would make many of Asguard's finest warriors quake in the their boots without much of a second thought - so why was something as simple as sharing a bed with Steve making her such a nervous wreck?
She shook her head softly, before slipping her heels off and then realising she had left her pyjamas next door. Making her way back in, Steve looked up from where had had finished removing his socks and shoes.
"Forget something?" he asked.
"Yeah, my night shirt, I just came to get it..."
Iris was suddenly cut off by Steve pressing his lips upon her own, soft muscles moulding together, as his hands moved to sit on her waist. Giving a soft moan, she melted into it, wrapping her own arms round his neck as his slipped round to bring her closer to his chest. She felt her feet leave the floor as he tugged her legs up, so they locked round his waist, allowing him to manoeuvre the room to find the bed to lay her upon it.
Breaking from the kiss, he looked into her eyes, hand gently stroking her cheek, before trailing kisses down her neck, hands carefully and cautiously sneaking round to undo the zip that held her dress up, before slipping the straps from her shoulders and pushing the material from her body. Iris shuddered slightly as his cool hands came into contact with her own heated skin, tracing her curves as if he was trying to commit them to memory.
"Hey, I don't want to be the only one getting undressed here." She murmured.
Steve gave a chuckle, before undoing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt, taking them off to be discarded in a corner of the room somewhere.
Her trembling hands began to explore his chest; tracing every muscle definition she could see, letting her palms glide over his skin. He shut his eyes, a small moan escaping his lips, before opening them again, looking at her with a look she had never seen - need.
He kissed her again, this time evident with his desires, as his hands struggled with the clasp on the back of her bra. She let him struggle for a moment, before reaching back undo it herself, letting the garment fall.
Steve pulled back, eyes traveling down to her chest, wonder in his eyes. She felt slightly conscious at this point, moving to hide her chest.
"No," he breathed, softly, "no, don't... you are too beautiful..."
He lowered his head, hot breath hitting the bud. Iris closed her eyes, only to gasp in pleasure as he took it into his mouth, licking, sucking, nibbling. The other was not left neglected, as his hand captured it, playing with the tip.
Groaning, she ran her fingers through his hair, encouraging him, yet, he removed his mouth once again, to kiss her whilst a hand trailed lower, sending shivers coursing through her as it reached her waistband. The gentle fingers slipped under the material, exploring newfound territory as they played, sending waves of pleasure through Iris.
Determined not to be the only one turned to putty, she reached down, fiddling with the buckle on his belt until she undid it, pulling his own trousers down to leave him in his boxers. Sliding her own hand underneath the cotton, she found him with ease, and wrapped her own hand round him, giving him a pump.
A low hiss of pleasure escaped Steve, encouraging Iris to continue with the motion, even more so when Steve slipped a finger inside her, creating more chaos within her body. She could feel herself building, the knot within her stomach coming to an end...
It then stopped. Steve removed his fingers, and she removed her hand, confused.
"I-I-I need to be inside... oh god..." he breathed - something had over come the Solider.
With a swift, fluid motion, he had removed her pants, before tugging his own off. Reaching into one of the draws, he pulled a small package out (Iris inwardly simultaneously thanked and cursed Stark), before ripping it open and putting it on.
"It, it may hurt." He whispered.
"I know." She murmured.
"I will be gentle." He kissed her forehead.
With that, he slowly slid in, earning gasps from Iris, accompanied by slight whimpers of pain as she felt herself stretch to accommodate him. He immediately kissed her, stroking her hair back from her face as he whispered comforting words to her.
Within a few moments, the pain had subsided. Iris gave the nod, and Steve pulled almost out, before pushing back in again with some force. Iris gasped - it felt so good.
Slowly, Steve's thrusts became faster and more powerful, moans echoing through the room. Iris grasped Steve's head and smashed her lips against his, pants mingling with the kisses. She could feel the knot tightening again, building, which was only helped along when his hand returned south, thumb teasing the sensitive bundle of nerve that resided down there.
"Oh god, Steve..." she moaned.
"Iris..." he groaned.
"St-Ah-Steve!" With that, she felt the knot undo, the barricades open and herself go.
Steve grunted, aiming a few more thrusts before he also came. Panting, they were still for a moment, before he gently removed himself.
Disposing of the condom in the bin by the bed, he collapsed back onto the bed, pulling Iris close as he drew the sheets over them, holding her tightly.
"I love you." He mumbled.
"And I love you." She whispered.
"Aww, how cute, looks like Spandex Fairy got some."
"FUCK OFF TONY!" Iris reached down to grab a shoe, before hurling it at the intercom system.
It fell silent, and she allowed herself to be pulled back into Steve's arms, calming in his embrace.
"We'll sort him out in the morning. Lets get some sleep for now." He murmured into her ear.
She merely nodded, before falling asleep, head on his chest with the sound of his heartbeat reverberating in her ear.
A/N: How's that for an update?!
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