A/N: A request for Gabycatstark13 - you wanted a Steve and Maria. I hope this isn't too OOC. It sort of ran away with me.

Enjoy!

Steve Rogers may have been on ice for a fair few decades, but his libido had been on ice for even longer, ever since he woke up in this new century there'd barely been a woman that fluttered his interest. That wasn't to say the females that came in and out of his day to day life hadn't tried and he wasn't counting Tasha – she was trained in making men feel things.

But then saw Maria Hill. To be exact he saw Maria Hill in a slinky navy blue dress that clung to the body he'd never really noticed before and Steve's libido was now awake and raring to go.

Tasha had noted Cap's reaction to Maria at one of Tony's impromptu parties (what was it he'd said about Tasha being trained for these situations) and she'd pushed the hapless pair together. To be precise she and Hawkeye had contrived to trap them in a room and then locked the door. The devilish duo considered it a success when the pair didn't emerge for hours, even after the door was unlocked.

~S.R~

"Come on." The good Captain was pressing her against the wall grinding his hips into hers but Maria just giggled. He really had to stop accosting her just as she was leaving.

"I have work – Fury's not going to let me off again because of 'fatigue'." She made little speech marks in the air, but her giggles died in her throat as Steve lifted her easily and began nibbling the skin behind her ear. "Ah, Steve." She whined, fingers clutching at his shoulders, all thoughts momentarily forgotten.

"Screw work." He groaned as her legs tightened around his hips, anchoring the pair in place.

"Ahh, now you reminded me." She hummed, grabbing his chin and forcing him away to look in his eyes. "I'm going to work." She pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. "I will make it up to you this evening." She smiled softly as Steve let her down with only a minor sulk. Desperate for her as he was, he was still Steve Rogers and that meant he'd put her down and plan the strategy for next time he could have her against a wall.

"Okay." He hummed and bent down to kiss her on the cheek, not quite trusting himself with her lips. He watched her leave out of the front door a few minutes later before glaring down at his hard on. "You and I pal have got to have words." He grunted, before heading towards the shower to relieve his problem.

~M.H~

She made it up to him. She definitely made it up to him. Even though she looked tired, and Steve noted her right shoulder was aching after training, Maria had him practically howling her name.

He flumped back on the pillows, admiring the sheen of sweat on her body and he looked at her with a mixture of satisfaction, lust and awe in his eyes.

"Sweet hell." He mumbled, hauling her closer to press reverent kisses to any patch of her skin within his range. She laughed and squirmed out of the way of his wandering kisses.

"I can't go again but if you keep doing that I'll want to go again." He watched her with a fond smile as her eyes started to droop.

"Sleep, I'll make dinner when you wake up." He said softly as her eyes shut fully, a small nod and a slight sigh escaped from her lips as she quickly dropped off in his arms. Steve contented himself to watch over his sleeping girlfriend, admiring every plane and line of her body before he drew the coverlet up to ward off a chill.

She wasn't necessarily a pretty sleeper; she snorted and snuffled and her wriggling wasn't erotic or adorable – she had sharp elbows and vicious knees. Thankfully he didn't bruise otherwise he'd have been covered in them from her night time fidgeting. But Steve couldn't help but love her.

~S.R~

It wasn't just Steve's libido that had been dormant for a while, Maria's had also been pretty asleep before Tasha and Clint had locked them in that bedroom all those months ago. Tasha had tried to set her up on many a date with many of the agents around SHIELD but so many of them saw her as a chance for promotion or were absolutely terrified of her and had been coerced into going by Tash that Maria lost faith in dating pretty quickly. She'd tucked her sex drive into a box and shoved it at the back of her mind, opting to focus on other things in her life, like saving the world.

But at that party the box had magically opened itself and Maria hadn't a choice in what her lust wanted. Lust had decided it wanted Captain America.

She recalled fondly what had happened after they spent half hour banging fruitlessly on the door or trying to get hold of Friday or Vision, to no avail. Their cell phones weren't working and the pair had stared awkwardly around the bedroom, trying to find a conversation starter. Something that didn't involve work…

She still, to this day, couldn't work out who kissed who first, but one of them had. They'd ended up on the bed kissing almost tentatively as if they were high school kids with their first crush. Then that magic little Lust in her head decided to move it up a gear or ten and the pair were enthusiastically rolling around tugging at clothing, kissing the skin that was bared and getting as close to one another as physically possible.

It was the first real encounter that Maria would describe as romantic – despite its not so romantic start. There was a tenderness in Steve's touch that she felt so keenly, it made her climax a lot earlier than she expected. She was suddenly aware of what she had been missing for most of her sex life and as cheesy as it sounded, she realised she'd been missing Steve. While the fireworks exploded behind her eyes, she felt him holding onto her as though she was the most treasured gift in his life. Maria was then determined to give him an equally amazing feeling; which judging by the expression on his face she managed.

When the pair came down from their respective highs, Maria was desperate not to let the awkwardness settle in. So when Steve opened his mouth, already looking panicked, she cut him off with a kiss and a smile.

"I'd do it again in a heartbeat." She murmured, quelling any fears the blonde had.

"You would?"

"I would." She nodded and squealed as his hands wrapped around her waist, pulled her effortlessly closer and he kissed the breath from her lungs.

"Then we will later, I think we need food first." He snickered as her stomach had rumbled its agreement.

It would be the start of a tryst that blossomed into a romance and a relationship.

Even now, months later as Maria woke up to a dark and empty room, she didn't feel any worry that would usually come from being alone. She knew Steve would be elsewhere in their flat, trying not to wake her.

Tugging a shirt on, she was correct in her assumptions as she found him in the kitchen cooking a stew of some sort. She made no noise and instead watched him for a few minutes rhythmically chopping meat and veg, frying it off before putting it into the earthenware dish he favoured for his casseroles.

It was only as he shut the oven door that she padded across the room to him, and kissed between his shoulder blades.

"That'll take about an hour, come back to bed." She murmured into his skin.

"Yes ma'am." He smiled, allowing her to lead him back to their messy room.

Despite cursing Tasha into the next century, he was happy that the meddling woman had decided to take such an avid interest in his love life - he'd never have plucked up the courage to approach Maria otherwise.

Despite cursing Tasha in the next universe, Maria was happy that the bloody woman had such a dogged approach to her love life - never in a million years would she have thought that Steve Rogers had a libido that would leave her breathlessly satisfied.