"Dayne Aquila Black, I love you more than anything," Steve said, pulling a small box out of his jacket pocket. "I want to start a life with you and be with you forever. I want to grow old and have a million grandchildren and great grandchildren. Dayne,-" he paused, opening the box slowly. "Will you marry me?"
Dayne just stared down at Steve in shock, Will you marry me? echoing about in her head over and over like some silly mantra. Did he really…? Oh, but he did. And the poor man was still on one knee looking at her with his baby blue eyes and his perfect blonde hair. He was perfect. She wasn't, but that didn't seem to matter to him. Her imperfections seemed to draw him closer.
Dayne slowly kneeled down in front of Steve, noticing the slow start of panic and rejection filling his eyes the longer she didn't reply. But she was speechless, absolutely speechless. How were lips and tongue able to form words again?
Just say yes, you silly child. A voice in her head that sounded exactly like Severus said, entirely exasperated with her.
"Steve," she whispered, finally finding her voice, "Oh Merlin, Steve, yes I'll marry you."
And then, to Steve's bewilderment, she started crying. Actually, she didn't really know where the tears were coming from or why, but she chocked it up to being an emotional woman. She was kissing him then, cupping his face in her hands and smiling against his lips. "I love you."
He laughed, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I love you, too."
She kissed him again, not caring that they were in the middle of a very high end restaurant, not caring that she was probably smearing lipstick on his face. She was so happy. "I want to go home," she whispered, her voice husky. "Now."
Dayne felt Steve shiver as he stood up, bringing her up with him, and placing a large amount of cash on the table. They left the restaurant to go back out to the limo and Dayne couldn't resist, she grabbed his butt. He yelped slightly, making her grin. Happy opened the door for them with a small smirk, shaking his head. He's probably seen Tony do worse, Dayne thought as she carefully slipped into Steve's lap after he sat down. The witch started to slowly kiss down his neck, nibbling every other kiss and slowly running her hands down his strong back.
"You are going to drive me mad," he murmured, grabbing her hips and angling his head to give her more access. He shivered when she nibbled a particularly sensitive spot, pulling her closer.
"If this is madness then I shall aim to keep you in this state for a while." She kissed him deeply and he reciprocated eagerly, nipping her lower lip teasingly.
The ride back went by quicker than the ride to the restaurant but Dayne was getting impatient and she wanted more. Once the limo was parked Dayne quickly pulled Steve out and towards the elevator. "Thanks, Happy!" She called over her shoulder, grinning from ear to ear. She pushed Steve up against the elevator wall and kissed him again, sighing against his lips.
"I love you, fiancée of mine," she said softly, tugging his dress shirt to get in un-tucked from his pants. She slipped her hands up underneath to feel her way along his abdominal muscles, scratching at the skin lightly. He groaned, tipping his head down to suck at her pale neck.
"I love you to, my dear witch." When the doors opened Steve swept her off her feet and carried her bridal style to their bedroom, his cheeks flushed and his eyes dark with desire. He set her down on the bed and helped her remove her heels before toeing his own shoes off.
Dayne stood, turning Steve so his back was towards the bed and slowly pushing him down onto it. "I want you."
He looked up at her, his fringe falling into his eyes and his expression soft and full of love. "Dayne, are you sure?"
Dayne smiled, struck by how wonderful Steve was. His lust was obvious, but he refused to push her beyond her limits and she loved him more for it. Months ago she would have said no, no she wasn't ready. But now… now she had a man that she loved more than she could express and she had a supportive family behind her. Dayne had problems, that much was true, but with Severus's and everyone's help her problems didn't cripple her.
She was ready. She whispered a spell and her dress slowly unzipped and fell to the floor in a silk pool. Steve slowly admired her from head to toe and she was thankful for Natasha's foresight to pick out attractive lingerie for her to wear. The blue lace left not much to the imagination, but it was very sexy.
Dayne straddled the super soldier's lap and worked on freeing him of his upper layers, kissing each patch of skin she exposed. He moaned when she decided to kiss a sensitive nipple, making her smirk. He flipped them suddenly and kneeled above her, his knees by her hips and his hands by her head. He leaned down to kiss her passionately and she returned it, making small sounds of pleasure.
"You forgot to close your bedroom door!" Clint's voice suddenly yelled before their door was slammed shut and he was heard laughing with glee. Dayne just grinned, looking at the embarrassed expression on her fiancée's face.
"He just… oh god, he saw you practically naked and me on top of you and…" Dayne laughed, placing her hand over Steve's mouth.
"We weren't doing much, dear one. Don't worry about it." She removed her hand and placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Now… where were we?"
Dayne emerged from the bedroom before Steve the next morning, yawning and scratching her head. Her hair was a mess and she was sore, but she was happy. She had managed to wear out her super soldier man, so much so that he was still sleeping and missing his morning workout.
"Oh, look who's joining us," Tony teased gleefully, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a tablet of his in the other. "Sleeping Beauty. Or how about The Loud One?"
Dayne grinned and blushed, stretching her arms up above her head slowly. "Don't sound so jealous, Tony."
"Me? Jealous?" Tony snorted, looking at some sort of schematics on his tablet. "Puh-lease, I get sex whenever I want it. All the time."
"You mean when you aren't spending days and days in your lab?" Clint replied, watching Bruce and Luna cook everyone breakfast. Natasha was perched on a bar stool, finished the daily crossword puzzle.
"Or getting into fights with Pepper about papers you haven't signed?" Dayne added.
"Or finding new ways to torture us all?" Natasha quipped, her voice dry and emotionless. Dayne laughed, walking over and giving the redhead a hug.
"Or that," Dayne said, kissing the other woman on the cheek. "The underwear was a good choice," she whispered playfully. "Thank you."
Natasha smirked, sending her a quick wink. Thor lumbered into the kitchen and grabbed Dayne up, hugging her.
"Lady Dayne! Are you and the Captain done copulating now?" He set her back down as she started laughing, hugging the large man back.
"For the time being, yes. I'm quite hungry."
"Breakfast is almost done," Luna said, starting to set the table. "I expect the Captain will be out once he smells the bacon Bruce is about to start."
Dayne helped the blonde, getting drinks for everyone. "He loves bacon."
"Everyone loves bacon," Clint replied, trying to steal a piece of toast. Luna smacked his hand while smiling dreamily, which had a strangely frightening affect. Clint backed away and hid behind Dayne, much to the witch's amusement.
"Is that bacon I smell?" Steve mumbled as he walked into the kitchen, his voice rough with sleep and only wearing a pair of flannel sleep pants. Dayne smiled lovingly at him, going over and reaching up to push his hair out of his eyes.
"Bruce and Luna are almost done, love. Can you last a bit longer?"
Steve's stomach grumbled loudly and he blushed. "Yeah, as long as my stomach doesn't try to eat itself."
"I'm sure you'll last." Dayne kissed his nose lightly, ignoring the gagging sounds Clint and Tony were making.
"All ready," Luna sang, levitating plates to the table effortlessly. Everyone took a seat and served themselves, thanking Luna and Bruce. Thor and Steve ate like they hadn't eaten in weeks and Clint ate almost as much.
"Where do men put it all?" Dayne complained, eating a piece of toast. "I mean… Look at them. Even Clint."
"All men have four stomachs. Like cows." Natasha muttered, much to Dayne and Luna's amusement. Bruce grinned, shaking his head.
"Did you just call me a cow?" Clint gasped, pretending to be offended.
"Of course not," the redhead replied sweetly, eating a banana slice. "I would never call you such a thing."
Dayne chuckled, shaking her head. This was her family now. And she loved them.
I'm sorry my loyal readers and reviewers for the loooong wait. My laptop broke beyond any sort of repair and I've had the most… unusual couple of months. I can't even begin to explain it to you all. But anyways, I am back! I am proud of this silly story and I plan on continuing it. I might end up doing a sequel, if all goes well.
Anyways, this chapter is unbeta'd. I didn't have the chance to ask my beta if she still wants to be my beta and I wanted to just get this posted for you all. I have some pretty cool plans for the next chapter. I did say the date was October 23rd in the last chapter did I not? You know what lovely, very American holiday comes at the end of October…? Yes.