First Dance

Steve and Wanda were unable to separate from each other for the entire reception, not that they minded. They huddled together and held hands while well-wishers talked to them.

"So, you know when you said you didn't think you were pregnant..." Pepper began.

"Turns out I was. We went to the doctor on Saturday and she said I am three months along," Wanda explained as she beamed. She was glowing. "And no Tony, this was not planned."

"Hey, I'm not judging," Tony said holding his hands up. "I just thought you two were waiting."

"We may have slightly over estimated how resilient a condom is."

Steve blushed. Since Wanda got her coil removed, they had been using condoms. More often than not, they split. It was now that Wanda was pregnant that they thought they had jumped the gun on removing the most effective contraception. Still, they both looked happy and they had said they had wanted to have their first child within the first year of marriage when they actually talked about starting a family.

"You really over estimated then," Tony commented as he sipped his champagne.

At that point, Steve decided to turn the table on Tony, "So when are you and Pepper getting married?"

Pepper looked at Tony as though she wanted an answer to the question. Wanda hid her smile as she sipped her orange juice. Tony looked slightly flustered then glared at Steve.

There was a clink of a glass that announced Bucky wanting to make his best man speech, "I just want to start by thanking everyone who came today, especially considering that we called the wedding off earlier today. As Stark joked, don't have sex before marriage or else God will burn down the church you supposed to get married in." Steve tried not to laugh into Wanda's shoulder. "So I have known Steve since we were eight. Let's just say he was determined little dude, though he would call himself determined, I would call him stubborn or stupid. Never would back down from a fight, even with a guy twice the size of him. Unless they were incredibly stupid, I don't think that anyone would fight him now. Nevertheless, Steve Rogers is a great man. He would ensure that he was the last man out, that everyone was okay, and that was all putting himself below everyone else. I have only known Wanda for less than a year and she might be the best thing that has ever happened to Steve. She's funny, kind, smart and she has made Steve the happiest man alive, not just by becoming his wife but also as the mother of his child." Wanda smiled and she interlocked her hand with Steve's over her stomach. "Now because I doubt Steve will want me to tell you of the time he got caught in a fishing net, may I introduce for the first time Mr and Mrs Rogers."

The mellow melody of 'Thinking Out Loud' began and Steve whispered into Wanda's ear, "You want to dance?"

"Yeah."

The two were not the best dancers but they could not have looked more in tune to each other's movements. More than anything, they were glowing with happiness. If any two people deserved true happiness it was those two. They kissed passionately as the music drowned out.

-o-

By the end of the party, everyone except Wanda, Steve and the kids had drunk their way through many bottles of champagne, wine and scotch and had begun to drift to sleep. Wanda was dancing with Bucky while Steve was speaking with Natasha and Maria.

"Steve is lucky to have you. Never been so happy," Bucky told her.

"He's lucky to have me? I see different. I'm lucky to have him. I do not know how I would have done without him. I've nearly lost him so many times I have questioned whether I could go on."

"You questioning it now?"

"Well, I have a little one inside me. I don't know what would happen but I think I can be strong for her and for you James."

"Well, I never thought I would see the day that little knuckle head would be happy."

"He's also happy because he has you by his side as his best man. He often talked about you. You're his brother as far as he is concerned."

"Do me a favour Wanda, never break his heart."

"I won't. We've both suffered too much and I love him too much to sacrifice what we have."

At that point Steve interrupted them, "We should go to bed. Early flight and all." Wanda kissed Bucky's cheek and the two men hugged. Steve took Wanda's hand and led her down to their room. "How does it feel to be Mrs Rogers?"

Wanda let out a small smile. It had been something she had debated over: whether she should take Steve's name or not. She was the last person to carry her family name, but as much as she treasured that idea, she could not hold onto the past. Wanda Maximoff was a scared, angry, lonely young girl. Wanda Rogers was a brave, calm and above all loved young woman.

With all that considered, she answered, "Fantastic."

She kissed him and Steve opened the door. He was pressed against the door as Wanda undid his waistcoat and tie. He had looked so gorgeous in the suit that Wanda had been tempted to rip it off him and consummate their marriage sooner. She stopped kissing him for a second, only to find that someone (more than likely Sam, Natasha and Tony) had laid some articles on the bed, including some massage oils, a feather tickler, handcuffs, and a book on how to have good sex.

Wanda could not help up laugh. Steve rolled his eyes but did find it slightly amusing. They put the book on the dresser, while Wanda snuck the oils and handcuffs into her bag. If they were going to have a lot of sex when they get to Rome, they may as well throw in something different.

With the items cleaned off, Wanda climbed onto the bed and unbuttoned Steve's shirt, revealing his taunt chest and abdomen. She ran her fingers over his stomach as she kissed his neck and Steve moaned as he unzipped Wanda's dress. He pulled the material over her head and he caressed her soft but scarred skin. He hated the fact that someone had hurt her, the scars on her back being the most egregious. The raised skin on her back told of pain, punishment and fear, and she still had nightmares about the incident that had left the scars. The type of nightmares that left her screaming and crying. He hated seeing her in pain but it was a part of her life and Steve loved her, wounds and all. And she the same.

They kissed and Steve lay her down. He gently caress her jaw with his soft lips. Wanda breathed heavily as his hands glided along her ribs. "Hmm," she purred.

Steve grinned before he sucked her neck. He rolled his tongue over her pulse point and she shuddered. His right hand moved down to her kickers and began to stroke her through the material. She moaned slightly as Steve pulled off her bra, and then louder as he took her nipple into his mouth. They were fuller and had formed into magnificent globes of flesh that Steve had a hankering for whenever she took off her bra.

"Steve," she gasped. "Is this the best day of your life?"

Steve detached himself from her breasts and kissed her deeply, "I got married to the most wonderful woman who is carrying my child, and I had my best friend as best man. This is most certainly the best day of my life."

His finger dipped into her knickers and Wanda moaned as he slid his finger into her, adding another as she became accustomed to it.

Wanda arched her back and let Steve lay open mouthed kisses on her skin as he moved down her body. With one arm hooked around her thigh, he pulled the crotch aside and licked her clit. Wanda let out a gasp.

He sucked and licked gently. His fingers crooked so it hit the sweet spot inside her, causing Wanda to push her core further into his face. The pressure of his tongue and angle of his fingers had sent a fire down Wanda's spine and Steve loved the breathy sounds from her lips.

"Steve, I want you inside me," she finally said.

Steve lifted his head and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He pulled her knickers off and then worked on his painfully tight trousers and boxers. He gasped as the cold air hit his erection. As he lay gently on top of her, they moaned at the feel of each other's skin against one another's.

Steve guided him to her centre and gently thrust his hips until he was surrounded by warm slick heat. Wanda gasped and Steve kissed her softly as he began to move his hips. He grunted against her lips and Wanda moaned. Steve was in absolute heaven.

Wanda wrapped her legs around his hips, changing the angle of penetration and she moaned as Steve hit just the right spot. His thrusts became more urgent and soon he was practically pounding into her. Not so hard since his strength could cause an injury to both her and the baby, but hard enough so he was hitting her spot every couple of seconds.

Wanda tightened her grip on his neck and pulled him down for a hard kiss. His finger slipped between them and rolled her clit. Wanda whimpered and rolled her head back.

Steve found Wanda's most sensitive spot on her neck and a massive jolt of lightning went down her spine to her core. The combination of Steve's stimulation of her clit, his lips on her neck and him hitting just the right spot caused her to finally release. The tightness and wetness of her entrance caused Steve to groan and then climax.

Once their senses returned, they rolled to their sides and their legs intertwined. In her sleepy haze, Wanda stroked her thumb over his cheek. Steve held her close and kissed her forehead.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too Mrs Rogers."