Smut warning

I work hard for the next few days on my research but it's all I can do not to think about my date with Cap'. I can't help but think about those kisses. I find myself rereading passages because I wasn't paying attention the first time around. In the rec room, Steve and I talk as friends, but we smile at each other when we think no one can see us. No one seems to notice, or at least haven't mentioned it. Dean has started giving me regular physicals; he's been great, sorting me out with creams for the scratches and prescribing me more of the pill. I had been getting a little worried about that. I stay on it to regulate my periods. He uses the time to talk about how his dates with Lucy are going. Things seem to be falling into place.
That Wednesday I take the elevator with a pounding heart. Steve is waiting by the doors. He takes me by the hand and leads me to the kitchen. Pristine and almost clinical, Steve has managed to get food all over the counters in his attempts to cook for us. "What are we having tonight, chef?"
"Chicken cord en bleu." He tells me with a peck to the cheek. "How have you been?"

The dates passed in very much the same way for a few months. Since we were limited to the building I stay in and the Avengers Tower, we took it in turns to cook. We'd watch films, or play a game. When we met up relied heavily on Steve's schedule, he would often come to see me, complaining about being a publicity monkey like he had been during the war. We didn't tell anyone we were seeing each other, and in fact I would often find news articles left in the rec room suggesting Steve was seeing this woman or another.
One night after we had finished dinner and were sat together on the settee. I sat on his lap, he ran a hand up and down my back slowly. "You're being very unfair right now." I told him.
"What about you, you're sat on me!" He laughed.
Slowly I turned my body so I was straddling his lap; I leant in and gave him a long, deep kiss. "Now, I'm being unfair." I tell him, our lips brushing over each other's. He groaned, holding my hips tightly, I could feel his hardness through his trousers and I gently started moving my hips, moving it against it slightly.
"Very unfair." He agreed.
I leant in and kissed him again, god I wanted him. His hands lowered around to cup my arse and I moved to kiss his neck. Slowly, his hands ran up from my arse to rest on my thighs, I parted them a little further and his hands slid up to the tops of my thighs. Cautiously, I slipped my hands under his shirt, still kissing him, lifting his tee-shirt up as my hands ran up his body. I felt his hands start to find the hem of my shirt.
The doorbell rang. With a sigh, I rolled myself off his lap, giving him a pleading look as he stood up to answer it. "Hey, Tony, now's not a good time." Steve began, popping his head around the door, keeping his body hidden.
"Don't be silly, it's not late."
"We're in the middle of a film."
"Which film?" Tony asked, sauntering in.
"Sleeping Beauty." I lie, "It's why he didn't want you to come in. Disney doesn't exactly scream macho does it?"
Tony looked at the blank wall where the TV used to be. "And how are you watching that?"
"The TV in Steve's room, we came out here to grab some drinks when the doorbell rang."
Tony just nodded. I don't think he bought it because he turned and winked at Steve who was now sat on a barstool, legs crossed. "What do you want Tony?" Steve asked.
"Well Sleeping Beauty, I came down to tell you I'm cutting power in a few minutes to patch a few systems."
"You couldn't have just called?"
"And missed this? Not for the world." He grinned, heading back to the elevator, "Have fun kids, I'm sure you'll find something to entertain yourselves while the powers out." As the elevator door closed, Steve rolled his head back with frustration.
"Stark. Always has to get involved. And now he's going to think…"
"Think what? That we're dating?" I ask with humour in my voice. I get up and walk over to him, he uncrosses his legs and I plant a hand on either thigh, leaning in, "let him think what he wants, but he was right about one thing."
"And that was?"
"I'm sure we can find something to entertain ourselves." I wink.
"You don't think the mood's a little ruined?"
"Because of Tony? Please. It'll take more than that to put me off." I kiss him again. His hands pull me close as he stands up, slipping under my shirt and slowly peeling it from my body. He takes a moment to appreciate me in my bra, with a soft sigh, before kissing me again, lifting me against his hips and walking us to his bedroom. He kicked the door shut behind us and threw me down onto the bed with vigour. He pressed his body against me, kissing all over my torso and chest, pulling him up to kiss my lips again, I reached and pulled his shirt off too. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing deeply, and I pushed my hips up against his, he moaned into the kiss, and we both fumbled trying to undo each other's jeans. I kicked free of mine as he pulled his off and pressed against me kissing again, he lowered a hand and rubbed me through my pants, eventually sliding a hand down them to play with me properly, pushing a finger in as he used his thumb to play with my clit.
I gasped, "For some reason I thought you would be like a virgin or something, with the comments Tony makes?"
"I haven't actually had sex but I've been intimate with women before." He chuckled. "Sex wasn't invented in the late 2000's." He pulls my pants down and leaves a trail of kisses, culminating in a soft lick. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"Oh yeah." He tells me, makes my hips buck a little, grinning, as he slips two fingers in, resuming licking and sucking me.
"Oh god, Steve." I croon. He continues for a while until I'm dripping wet. He comes back up to kiss me deeply and I can taste myself on him. I roll him over onto his back and pull off his underwear, revealing his large and impressive erection. Watching him, I ran my tongue over its length, enjoying the whimper he let out. Closing my eyes, I began sucking and stroking him, rolling my tongue over his head occasionally, being rewarded with soft sighs and moans. He sat up and stopped me to kiss me, reaching down to finger me a little more while I played with him. "I need you." He whispered. I reach over to the nightstand and pulls out a condom, open it, unrolling it down over him.
He takes me in his arms again, kissing me as he lays me down, I take his penis in my hand and guide him to my entrance, rubbing his head against my folds for a moment before he pushed slowly into me. A delightful ache spread up me and I moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Matching the pace he entered with, he pulls out, and pushes back in, letting me adjust to the size of him. As the pain begins to subside I nod for him to speed up. The pace picks up and he buries his face into my neck to kiss and nibble. Slowing, he pulls out, and takes a breast in each hand, sucking on my nipples one at a time. He used his hands to gently roll me onto my front; I eagerly waited on all fours, savouring the feeling as he pushed back into me. From this angle, from every swing of his hips he hit something inside of me producing a gasp, and his balls slapped against my clit. He takes me fast and hard, eventually reaching around to rub my clit, sending me over the edge. Feeling my vagina tightening around him, he came too with a moan. Slowing to a stop, he kissed my back and slid out of me, holding me from behind in his warm arms. He lay on his back and I turned to snuggle up to him, he seemed to be out of breath but personally I felt like I wouldn't even be able to walk.
He used a finger to push my chin up to look at him. "I love you, you know." He told me.
"I know, and I love you too." I whisper, struggling to lean on my arms to kiss him with everything those words meant to me.