No Strings

4

That night you returned to your room shortly after the kiss that left you slight wordless. Where had that come from? Never had a kiss left you feeling so frazzled, you had been wanting to kiss him since you met him but had thought he would never be the type to be interested in you that way. Well, that was up until the night in the gym, but still, to have him kiss you with that level of intensity. Made you wonder what else the Captain was holding back.
You changed into a tank top and shorts and crawled into bed, you laid back staring up at the ceiling. Trying to reason it away, thinking maybe it was just cause it had been so long since you had been physical with a man. You tossed and turned trying not to think about the kiss, after all you had egged him on, not thinking he would actually go through with it.
You heard a door open and close to one of the rooms next to yours. It was Steve's, coming from the right handed side of your room. It was quiet for a while, you wondered if the kiss had the same effect on him as it had you, which was silly. Then you heard it, softly at first and you had to strain yourself to make sure you weren't hearing things. A soft moan came from Steve's room, it wasn't the first time you had heard him like this. And unlike the sounds that came from Bucky's room, Steve's actually made you hot.
The thought of Steve pleasuring himself always did things to you. Hearing the soft deep moans, and dear lord when he whimpered, always made wish you could see what he was doing. You thought about how his eyes would screwed shut, maybe he would be biting that full bottom lip while his hand was wrapped around his cock. You wondered if he thought about you when he would slowly be pumping himself, while his other hand gripped the sheets. You felt a rush of heat go straight to your core, wetness flooding your panties at the idea of Steve thinking about you under him.
Fuck, the idea of him being on top of you, his strong arms caged on either side of your head, while his hips grounded into you. You let your hand travel down your own body, your finger tips slipping under the waist band of your shorts. You pressed one finger on your clit over your dampen panties, slowly rubbing the sensitive nerves. Steve let out of another deep throaty moan, and you tilted your head back, think about him making that noise while he pushed himself further into you. A whimper escaping your lips as you continued to apply the right amount of pressure to your clit.
"Fuck." You breathed, arching your back as your quickened your pace, and then you heard Steve call your name softly.
Your eyes shot open when you realized that his voice no longer was coming from the room next to yours but from out in the hall. You pulled your hand out of your pants, breathing slightly harder then you should as you stared at your door. Slowly you pulled yourself from your bed and you swallowed thickly as a round of nervousness kicked in through you.
This is ridiculous, you thought to yourself momentarily, you were the one that started this. You wanted the Captain as a new fuck buddy and now, you were feeling like a teenage school girl at thought of having sex with him. What the hell happened to the badass bitch from a couple nights ago?
"Y/n." You heard Steve growl at your door. "Open up, I can hear you in there, I know your awake."
You took a deep steadying breath and walked over to your door, opening it up. Steve's hair was disheveled, and sweat glistened on his bare torso. The was a feral look in those dark blue eyes as they traveled over your body, he took a heavy step in and slammed the door shut behind him.
    In an instant Steve's lips were on yours, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he walked you backwards to your bed. The mattress hit the back of your knees and you fell back on your butt breaking the kiss. He stared down at you, his hand sliding up to cup your cheek tenderly. Steve flicked his thumb over your lips and instinctively you parted your lips flicking your tongue out against the calloused pad.
     He sucked in his bottom lip as he watched you take his thumb in your mouth, rolling your tongue over it. A soft moan escaped his lips as he just stood there watching you suck on his thumb. You slid your hand up his inner thigh, bringing the palm of your hand to the junction of where his legs met, cupping his balls softly. His eyes closed and his head tilted back, you continued to slide your hand upward, feeling the length and girth of him through his shorts.
     You swirled your tongue around his thumb again, as you took hold of cover cock the best you could and pumped him through the material. Steve whimpered in response, he looked back down at you and pulled his thumb from your mouth. You notice that the fabric at the top were the head of cock was had darkened, dampened by the precum moistening his tip of his member. You licked your lick, looking at the spot as you continued to stroke him through the fabric. Steve grasped the top of the shorts and pushed them down just far enough to free himself.
    "I want to feel what that filthy little mouth of yours is like." He stated huskily, his hand slowly snaking to the back of your head, pushing you toward his length.
     "Hey! Y/n, are you going to go to bed or just sit outside?" Sam asked, as Bucky gathered the remaining empty beer bottles.
     You looked over and noticed Natasha was missing. The fire had started to die back a bit, which was fine, the cool air felt welcomed on your heated skin. You were thankful it was dark out, that way no one would noticed that you had spaced out and were day dreaming.
    "Think I'll sit outside a bit longer." You breathed out, trying to shake the dirty thoughts that were currently running through your head.
    "Alright, suit yourself. Steve, you staying?" Bucky asked, your eyes widening a bit as you looked over to where he had been seated.
    Steve was reclined back, his eyes were on you again. You swallowed thickly as he just nodded his response. Bucky and Sam both left, leaving you and him alone out in the dark with a slowly dwindling fire. You focused on the low flickers of orange and red, trying to quell the rapid beat of your heart.
    "You've been quiet." Steve finally spoke up, his voice low and heavy.
    "I have." You finally mustered back, feeling like an idiot.
    You heard him move, and out of the corner of your eye you saw him stand. He moved his chair next yours and sat back down, you took a deep breath, and desperately tried not to look over at him.
    "What have you been think about?" He asked, bring his hand up and brushing the hair away from your face. How about the fact I had been day dreaming wanting to suck your cock?
    "Not much, just kinda zoned out." You recovered looking over at him.
    He grasped you by the back of the head suddenly and brought your lips to his, your hands drifting to his chest again. His tongue invaded your mouth once more, sending a fire through your body, sucking the air right out of you. He broke the kiss suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes.
    "God, I want you but not tonight, not while either of us have been drinking." He stated, slowly untangling his fist from your hair.
    "Really?" You asked back, narrowing your eyes at him as he stood.
    "As much as I want to, I want both of us to have a clear head." He gave you a sly smile, holding is hand out to help you from your seat.