Steve

The hot water feels wonderful running down his skin, trickling over the taught lines of muscle that Steve still can't believe are his sometimes.

Of course, the shower also has the added bonus of drowning out the sounds of Clint having disturbingly kinky phone sex in the next room, but Steve is decidedly not thinking about that.

He's already wound up by proxy, hard and aching as much as he tried to tune it out, but he's determined to take his time. Steve's fingers trace over his pectorals, little droplets splashing everywhere as he does.

After seventy years in a glacier, the hot water is equivalent to heaven. He rubs it into his skin, savoring the feeling, letting his hands ghost lower and lower as he does.

There's a tingly sensation when he reaches his abdomen, a light fluttering that makes his cock twitch up into the spray with interest. But Steve bypasses his dick for now, palms sweeping across his hipbones and curling around behind him to grip his ass. He kneads the firm muscle, spreading his cheeks to get the feel of the water running between them and can't help but let out a soft sigh of relief before grabbing the soap.

Steve lathers up his hands and then spreads the foam out against his chest, rubbing circles up against the hard ridges of his abdomen. He stops for a moment to roll his nipples between his fingers, both springing up pink and perky when he's done. This body is marvelous and responsive, and Steve still can't get enough of it.

Then it's on to his neck and back down his shoulders, tracing the curves of his heavily muscles arms with trails of suds. His cock is heavy and dripping pre cum in shuddering anticipation, tension building as he pleasures the rest of his body.

He washes himself thoroughly, but lets his hands linger, caressing whatever feels good.

Finally though, Steve brings his hands back against his stomach, watching the soap flow off of him in the rivulets of steamy water and tracing them down until he's stroking his dick. His other hand, Steve allows to go further, bushing past his balls gently before finding a grip on the taught muscle of his thigh. He tests the resistance there with a gentle squeeze, following it up with an even gentler one just below the head of his cock.

A small wave of pleasure accompanies it when he gives his wrist a little twist, because yeah – right there. It's all purely physical, the sensations of heat and watery caresses all he needs to get himself off.

Steve continues to stroke himself underneath the spray, enjoying the feel of the water hitting his swollen cock and slipping down the underside to his balls. If he tilts the tip downwards though, the water plays at his slit for a moment before falling to the ceramic at his feet. He alternates then, angling himself to feel the water against his skin every way that he can.

After another moment, Steve soaps up his hands again. He leans back against the wet tiles, working the lather down over his cock and balls, sudsing up the fine hair there. The air is heavy when he breathes in, letting his eyes fall closed against the shower of droplets from face to thighs.

Another soft moan catches in Steve's throat; he pushes up into his hands for just a bit more needed pressure.

Keeping up a steady tempo, he sweeps one hand back over the curve of his hip and down behind him until the pads of his fingers are brushing at his hole. Steve circles the pucker with his pointer, can feel the flush of heat that accompanies. He experiments with his own reactions, pushes in the tiniest bit.

It's good, so good - when he wiggles the tip of his finger in time with a downstroke, his orgasm takes him completely by surprise. Steve cries out, splattering the shower curtain with ropes of cum.

He continues to stroke himself past completion, coming down warm and sated.

At least - until there's a thunderous knock on the door, Thor's voice booming out, "Clint wishes to inquire if thou art through seeking self pleasure; he desires to gain entrance to this sanctum."

Steve scrambles to pull the curtain in under the spray, flushed from more than just the hot water. "Uhh, yeah, just a minute!"