With that they got up and left to the mess hall. It was later in the day so there weren't many people there. They got their food which consisted of a sandwich and a can of soda. Before the two walked back out on deck Camilla got her jacket, much to Steve's disappointment. They continued out and ate their food. As they sat down after eating they got into a slight shove match. Steve lightly bumped her on accident and Camilla returned it and they continued on until Camilla shoved him to his side and took off running down the long ship.
Steve took off after her and the two couldn't help but laugh at each other. Once again Steve had the advantage with his super soldier powers, and he sped up catching her from behind by wrapping his arms around her waist. She screeched in surprise as he picked her up and spun around. They both laughed uncontrollably until they saw Agent Coulson standing there with a cup of coffee in his hand.
He raised his eyebrows at them as Steve put Camilla down.
"How is it possible you two still aren't together?" He asked.
Camilla looked at Steve and he shrugged. Agent Coulson nodded and turned back inside. Steve still had his arms around her waist and she turned around.
"Do you trust me yet?" Steve asked.
"I just might." She stated.
"Well we'll just have to make it official then." He said and picked her slinging her over his shoulder.
"Steve!" She squealed and started to lightly hit his back.
He laughed at her attempts and walked over to the edge of the ship and only set her down when he got there. She sat down next to him and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She leaned into him and they watched the sun set over the ocean.
As the last golden rays of the sun kissed the two Avengers, Steve looked longingly at Camilla and the light shining on her. She looked up at him and smiled. He pulled her in closer and slightly ducked his head down, but stopped midway in case she was going to pull away. When she didn't he continued and he brought their lips together. Camilla turned herself slightly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Steve broke away to take a breath.
"To the rooms?" Camilla asked.
Steve nodded and then standing up he grabbed her hand helping her up and then leading the way to the rooms.
They quickly wove their way through the hallways back to Steve's room. Steve fumbled with the door and Camilla laughed. The second they got in, Steve whipped around and connected their lips once more. They pressed up against the door, closing it. Steve intertwined their fingers and forced her arms aver her head. Camilla took her arms away and brought them around his neck. Steve took the hint and lifted her up. His muscles tingled with pleasure as for the second time that day her long legs wrapped around his waist. He moaned slightly and instinctively made the kiss deeper. He felt her smile and he carried her over to the bed.
Gently setting her down, she started to tug off his jacket. He willingly obliged and then he helped her take off hers. Their lips never broke for a second.
He eventually pulled off his shirt and Camilla ran her hands over his chest and stomach, which sent shivers down Steve's spine. She giggled lightly and then he pushed her shirt just high enough up and over her stomach and then he ran his hands over her. He smiled when he felt her get chills, and then her hips bucked up. At that he pulled away. Where was this going? He brought his lips to her throat and left a trail of kisses down it till he hit the center of her collar bone.
"Not tonight," he whispered.
She nodded in response.
"I'm going to get my pajamas." She said weakly and then walked to her room.
Steve took advantage of the interval to pick up the clothes they had taken off. He walked into the in-room bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. He could swear he heard the water sizzle on his skin. He walked back out and changed into a pair of sweatpants, but not bothering to put on a shirt. When Camilla came back in she found Steve folding up her jacket and his shirt. She leaned against the door and waited for him to notice her.
Steve had heard the shifting weight and looked at the doorway to see Camilla watching him. Her golden hair lightly grazed her shoulders, as she stood leaning in the doorway, her fingers gently brushing her soft pink lips; her blue green eyes glinting with curiosity. She was so innocent, so pure. He couldn't help but feel a strong longing for her.
"Whoa, at ease soldier," She said shaking him from his concentration.
He hadn't noticed his mouth was hanging open. She walked over to him and patted his cheek, and padded over to the bed. He set the clothes and followed her over and crawled in with her. She smiled and pulled the covers over her head. He laughed and followed suit.
"You know I think I'm going to stay till you wake up this time." Camilla whispered.
"Really? Well if that's the case I have a question for you."
She nodded for him to continue.
"Since, I'm hoping you trust me, will you finally be mine?" He asked gently.
She rolled her eyes looking up to the side, like she was thinking just to tease him. She finally looked back at him and smiled.
"Yeah, I think I'd like that." She said.
Steve let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and smiled. Camilla laughed and uncovered her head. They both lay on the pillows looking at each other, Steve's blue eyes flicking between hers. Eventually Steve rolled onto his back and welcomed Camilla over when she placed her head on his chest and her fingers skated over his abdomen. He wrapped his arms around her tight and fell asleep with a smile on his face and the girl of his dreams in his arms.