Hello all, Jade here, Izzy is unavailable to post today, so you get me two posts in a row!
I'm really glad that you all liked the fluff of last chapter, but you all should know that when fluff comes, angst will undoubtedly follow. Also, be warned, some mature content ahead, so be careful and use your skimming skills if need be.
That being said, enjoy the chapter!
Rachel walked into her room to find a slumbering Steve. While keeping the lights off, so as not to disturb Steve, Rae tiptoed into the bathroom so that she could take a shower. Rachel showered and dried off quickly; she then put on her pajamas. Rachel took a few steps into her room then tripped over something that hadn't been there before. Rachel landed on her face with a thump, "Fuck," she moaned in pain.
"Rachel?" Steve asked, turning on the light and, once finding her, crawling out of bed and meeting her on the floor, "Are you okay?" He asked as he helped her into a sitting position.
"Yeah," Rachel said, rubbing her head.
"What happened?"
"I tripped."
"I kinda figured that," Steve said, smiling.
"Well, Sherlock," Rachel said, "That's where your investigation is going to end; I have no idea what I tripped over."
Steve chuckled, "What about that?"
Rachel turned to look in the direction that he was pointing in and saw a plush Loki with plastic horns on the floor in front of the doorway that connects the bathroom to the bedroom.
"Raina," Rachel growled, "She must have figured out that I took the comics."
"You took the comics?"
"Uh, no?"
"I shouldn't be surprised, but I would like to know why." Rachel moved so that she was sitting with her back against the bed.
"I needed a way to get you guys tired so you wouldn't have energy to go at each other."
"I really can't believe you lie so well," Steve shook his head as he settled next to Rachel, also with his back against the bed.
Rachel chuckled, "I have many talents."
"Well I know about the amazing skills of deflecting topics that you don't want to talk about, your problem solving abilities, your organisation skills and your deception. What other 'talents' do you have?"
"You forgot one."
"Oh?" Steve questioned, turning his head so that he was looking at Rachel, "What?"
Rachel leaned up and kissed Steve, saying once she pulled away, "I have amazing kissing skills."
Steve smiled at her, "Yep, forgot that one."
Rachel smiled back for a second. When her smile faltered, it prompted Steve to ask, "What's wrong?"
"You didn't tell me how bad it really was, did you?" She asked, echoing Steve's words. Steve frowned and looked forward, at the wall, "It wasn't bad, it was just," he paused, searching for the right word, "Difficult."
"Tell me," Rachel said leaning so as to catch Steve's eye.
"I thought I was going to die when I went under and then I woke up and I was," Steve paused, remembering the emotions, "confused." He sighed heavily, "Then I found out that I lost everyone I knew and had been set seventy years in the future and then I was lonely and confused and depressed and having nightmares." Steve frowned, "But I didn't give up and I never lost hope that something good would happen, then I had to save the world, so I didn't have time to think for a while. And after all that, I got thrown into a reality where I'm not even real." Rachel was watching Steve with anticipation and a little fear for what he was going to say.
"It was okay because I got to meet you, and Rain," Steve said, turning to face Rachel, "And I thought that you were my something good. But then we had to leave and you had to stay," Steve frowned at the memory, "I thought I had lost you forever, so when I got back I thought, 'What's the point?'"
Rachel took Steve's hand as he continued, "I just didn't think it was fair."
"It's not," Rachel agreed. Steve sighed and gave Rachel a half smile.
"But you're back and I'm here now, so let's just-"
"Are you coming back?" Steve asked, interrupting her.
"Yes Steve," Rachel answered immediately.
"Really?"
"Everything that tied me here is either dead or going to have to leave again soon. There's no point in staying and I don't want to be without you."
This time Steve smiled fully, acutely aware of the fact that this was the first time Rachel had outright said she had intentions of going wherever he went, "How'd you figure out that things were," Steve paused, "Difficult?"
"Tony. We were talking about Rain and I and then the conversation shifted to you guys and he said a few things."
"For example?" Steve prompted.
"That you guys were there for each other always. And he basically said that Bruce and Clint had to talk you away from trying to kill yourself."
"I never-"
"But you didn't say that you had been having trouble when you went back."
"No offense Rachel, but you'd have to be blind not to realise that we had problems. Look at you and Rain, a friendship that was stronger than diamonds is now fragile, like glass."
"Glad you didn't say vibranium," Rachel joked. Steve's mouth twitched but he didn't laugh.
"I'm serious."
"That's why I'm joking."
Steve smiled at her and said, "I missed you."
"I know. I'm one of a kind."
"You can be as sarcastic as you want, but my sentiment is true."
Rachel looked up at Steve with a serious expression, "Don't doubt mine because I don't always sound serious Steve."
"I don't, and I was joking."
"You're terrible at joking!" Rachel laughed.
Steve smiled at her, "But I got you to be serious for a second."
"Touché," Rachel giggled.
"I love you," Steve said after a moment's hesitation, feeling as though it was long overdue, but also an obvious thing by now. Though pleased, Rachel looked at Steve with a hint of confusion.
"I know, and I love you too," she responded.
"I was too afraid to tell you that last time and I've regretted it every day that we weren't together," Steve said, trying to convey how much it had been eating at him over the past year.
Rachel looked at Steve with a mixture of adoration and understanding, "It's okay Steve," she said, intertwining their fingers, "I know why you couldn't."
"Fear and cowardice aren't good enough reasons," Steve said, looking down at their intertwined hands.
"Steve," Rachel scolded, continuing only when he looked back up at her, "We both know that there were so many other reasons for you not to say it. You weren't afraid," she said as she leaned over and kissed him softly, "You were trying to save us both from misery."
"That didn't work out all that well, did it?"
"It was the right thing to do at the time; there was too much uncertainty. I would call it being mature."
Steve smiled slightly, "There's still a lot of uncertainty."
"No," Rachel said softly, "I'm not making the same mistake twice. You have to go back and I'm not going to live without you."
Steve smiled, "Have I told you that I love you?"
"Not too recently to be considered redundant."
"You're very verbose."
"I can actually do a lot without talking as well. I'm very talented," Rachel smirked up at Steve.
"Oh really?" Steve asked, leaning closer to Rachel.
"Yes, would you like a demonstration?"
Steve kissed Rachel lightly, "Only if you really want to," continuing to be playful.
Rachel responded by letting go of Steve's hand and wrapping both of her arms around him as best as she could with both of them facing the same direction and pulled Steve down to her level where she gave him a long, lingering kiss. When Rachel pulled away, she smiled at the expression on Steve's face. Steve turned to face Rachel and cupped her face in his hand, then leaned down and kissed her firmly and with a previously restrained urgency.
"Steve," Rachel started, once he had pulled away, "Might I suggest that we move to this lovely bed, you know, for comfort?"
Steve chuckled, "That sounds like a fantastic idea."
Rachel barely moved onto her side of the bed before Steve put his hands on Rachel's hips and kissed her again.
"Impatient are we?"
"For you? Yes."
Rachel chuckled as she wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, "I thought that patience was a virtue."
Steve rolled his eyes, "Not in all situations."
Rachel grinned mischievously at Steve before pulling him down so that she was lying on the bed and he was holding himself above her after barely having enough time to catch himself.
"Thanks for the warning," Steve said sarcastically as Rachel giggled.
She kissed him, "Anytime."
Steve shifted so that he could cup Rachel's cheek with his hand, "You're so beautiful," he said, leaning in and kissing her, removing his hand as he did so. As he tried to pull away, Rachel leaned up and kissed him again, bringing Steve back down to her when she laid her head back onto the bed. Their kisses quickly started to grow in intensity and, eventually, Steve timidly ran his tongue along Rachel's bottom lip causing her to gasp and part her lips. Steve tentatively slid his tongue into Rachel's mouth, receiving a shock of arousal when her tongue met his. Feeling more confident, Steve more boldly started to explore Rachel's mouth.
Rachel's hands went to the bottom of Steve's shirt and she started to tug it upwards, letting him know that she wanted it off. Steve pulled away, frowning slightly and looking hesitant. Rachel looked up at Steve and smiled reassuringly, "It's okay; we don't have to do," she started as she leaned up and kissed him, "Anything other than this."
"It not that I don't want-"
"Trust me Steve, I know it's not for lack of interest," Rachel giggled.
Steve gave Rachel a small smile before running his hand down her side, causing her to shiver, "I'm just conflicted."
"Whatever you want to do is fine with me," Rachel replied, "And let me just stress whatever."
Steve chuckled before kissing her again, this time moving his lips to her neck. He worked his way down her neck, only to be stopped by her tee shirt. He paused and looked at Rachel, debating what to do.
"We can talk through things first if you want," Rachel offered, seeing his inner argument.
Steve smiled but moved so that he was lying beside her, "It's not as if you don't know what I'm going to say. This wouldn't be happening unless we were married in my time, but-"
"This isn't your time and you're here and I want you," Rachel said quickly.
"You make a convincing argument," Steve half joked.
"Yeah," Rachel responded seriously, "But it's up to you, my position has, hopefully, been made clear."
"Crystal clear," Steve agreed, leaning in to kiss Rae softly. Steve pulled away and looked at her and, upon seeing Rachel's parted lips, blushing cheeks and widened eyes, made up his mind. He saw that, for the moment, she was completely unguarded and open, something that he was both eager to see and explore.
Rachel, who saw Steve make his decision before he had truly realised it, leaned over to him and kissed him hard, her hands sliding down to the hem of his shirt. Steve smiled and, this time, moved to pull his shirt over his head. Rachel stared at Steve in awe, "Jesus," she said breathlessly, causing Steve to laugh, knowing that she meant it as a compliment. He leaned over and kissed her again.
Rachel smiled when he pulled away and sat up, quickly pulling her shirt off before throwing it to the other side of the room. It was Steve's turn to stare in awe as she lay back down.
"You're so beautiful," he said, watching her blush again before he leaned down and kissed her deeply then rolled them over so that she way lying on her back and Steve was perched above her.
Steve once again started to kiss his way down her throat, smiling when he kissed a spot that made her moan and committing it to memory. His movements were slow and steady, though a little unsure, as he ran a hand down her side and finally back up to cup a breast. He smiled when Rae gasped as he grazed a nipple.
"Steve," she said in a higher pitched whine. Rachel had originally intended to let him explore her as much as he desired, her patience was growing thin in the realization of her need for him. Steve glanced up and as soon as he realised that she had said his name out of lust, he kissed her collar bone, moving down in a slightly quicker pace.
Rachel moaned when Steve's tongue ran across her breast, aiding in bolstering his confidence and causing him to smile. He slowly continued to kiss his way down her flat stomach and to the top of her shorts. Steve looked back up, characteristically asking if Rachel was okay with him removing them, which caused Rachel to laugh and help him remove them, rather unceremoniously, and throw them on the floor.
"Of course they're blue," Steve chuckled while looking at Rachel's boy shorts.
"You can get rid of those too," she smiled.
"Yes ma'am," he joked before sliding them off as well.
Rachel smiled as she lay back down; blushing at the look of adoration and lust that Steve was giving her. He leaned back down and kissed her, trying to convey his feelings without words. Steve cupped one of her breasts before sliding his hand down her stomach, smiling when he grazed a spot that made Rae giggle and squirm underneath him.
After a moment's hesitation, Steve slid his hand between her legs. He brushed his fingers over her clitoris, causing Rae to gasp and then moan when he repeated his motions. Encouraged, Steve started to explore Rachel's body with more confidence. He slipped a finger into her wetness, reveling in the feeling of Rachel's heat surrounding his finger. Steve took his time, keeping his hand slow, steady and firm as he slipped another finger into her. He enjoyed watching Rachel's obvious desire growing as he worked his fingers in and out of her.
"Steve," Rachel whined after a few minutes, writhing underneath his attentions. She had felt the recognizable buildup of her orgasm and realised that if he didn't stop, she'd quickly be over the edge. Steve chuckled at what he thought was her obvious impatience and quickly placed a kiss on her lips.
"I need you," she stated breathlessly, "Now."
Steve moved away and quickly removed the remainder of his clothes. Rachel watched with dilating pupils as Steve disrobed himself. Her eyes appraised his body, eventually coming to rest on his erection, blushing and unconsciously parting her legs in anticipation. Steve grinned sheepishly before leaning back down to kiss Rachel. With Steve holding himself over her, Rachel could feel Steve's hardness on her thigh, which caused her to moan lightly and part her legs further.
"Are you sure?" Steve asked Rachel once more, only succeeding in causing her to giggle.
"Yes," she responded after her giggling had subsided. Rachel wrapped a leg around Steve to emphasize her point.
Steve rolled his eyes at her before he kissed her.
"Steve," Rachel said hoarsely once he pulled away.
Steve locked his eyes with Rachel before he slowly entered her. Rachel arched her back and further parted her legs, while moaning Steve's name once again. Rachel closed her eyes and covered her face as he pushed into her. Once Steve was fully sheathed in Rachel's snug warmth, Steve frowned.
"Rachel," he said quietly, "Look at me."
Rachel uncovered her face and opened her eyes. Steve smiled and took her hand in his, intertwining their fingers and preventing Rachel from hiding herself again.
"I love you," he said simply.
"I love you too," Rachel returned.
Steve smiled and kissed her before, finally, pulling out and thrusting back into her. Rachel moaned and her other hand went to Steve's shoulder for support. Steve moved slowly, wanting to feel everything that she had to offer him. He gasped every time he felt her tighten around his shaft.
Rachel gripped his shoulder, meeting his hips as he quickened his pace, both of them taking short, hard breaths between every kiss. Rae moaned Steve's name as she felt herself getting closer to her orgasm. Her breaths became even shorter as she arched her back and dug her nails into Steve's skin.
"Steve," Rachel nearly shouted as she reached her peak. Steve kissed Rachel hard on the lips and moaned as he came shortly after she did. He had just enough energy left to move over and collapse beside Rachel on the bed.
"So," Rachel panted, looking over to Steve, "How's it feel to not be a virgin anymore?" Her playful demeanor was back, both hiding her shock at having an orgasm during intercourse and letting Steve know that her guard was back up.
Steve rolled his eyes and turned to face Rachel, "Stop deflecting," he ordered breathily.
"Fine," she said turning to face him.
"You really are beautiful," Steve said as he pulled her closer to him.
"If you want me to not deflect, you need to stop saying that."
"Not going to happen," Steve smirked.
Rachel kissed him on the cheek, "Well then, you're beautiful too."
"Thanks."
"Steve, I love you."
"Oh I know," he said cheekily, "I'm one of a kind."
"Oh shut up and go to sleep," Rachel giggled, hitting him playfully.
"Yes ma'am."
Hehe. I totally tricked you with the angst stuff. I'm just like Loki now!
But it's coming up, trust me.
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See you Sunday.