LAST CHAPTER!

"Don't think I haven't noticed that you're not attacking me and only defending! Rogers, I'm not made of glass okay? You can attack me when we're sparring and it's fine." I placed a hand on my cheek. "Just treat me like an opponent and not a friend." He nodded and I leant down to kiss him on his lips.

His lips were soft and I felt like I was going to die and go to heaven. I moved my hands up his muscular arms to his shoulders, which I gripped onto. Our kisses were slow, but meaningful, and made my body spark with energy. My hands moved down his chest and towards the bottom of his shirt. I played with the material of it and then put my hands against his bare hips. This time he didn't move.

"Steve." I moaned between his kisses as my hands traveled further and further up his sides until his shirt was bunched up on his chest. He got the ends and pulled them over his head. As soon at the garment was gone, he went straight back to kissing me.

My lips pressed over his cheeks, neck, chest, arms. Anywhere. Everywhere. Suddenly, he flipped us over so he was on top of me. I wrapped my legs loosely around his hips as I let him kiss my neck. "Rogers..." I whispered as he hit the perfect spot on my collarbone.

He kissed over the top of my t-shirt, down the middle of my breasts and to the bottom of my stomach. He hovered there, pulling the t-shirt up slightly, so he could pepper hot, light kisses over my waist. His lips dragged against my skin and it made me shiver. I gripped the sheets and groaned out "Steve" as his hand graced down my arms and-

I woke up breathing harder than the previous times, as always, and sat up. It was slightly painful from the accident earlier with Rogers. I lied back down and looked over at Rogers who was just sitting there.

"Steve?" I said, breathlessly. Sweat was dripping down my face and I rubbed the duvet over it, to cool me down and try and make me look more attractive. Like that was going to happen.

"Maria...were you...dreaming about me?" he asked. Oh shit, Tony was right. I really do sleep talk.

I groaned and turned away from him. I don't want him to see my like this. I can't believe this. I've dreamt about him. That is so embarrassing. He probably knows now that the other times he's seen me like this, when we were in the kitchen together and when I slept round at his, were when I was dreaming about him.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and someone climb into bed with me. He curled up against me and I molded perfectly against him. "Is it normal to dream about people that you like? Because...I dream about you too." I turned around to face him.

"Really? Since when?"

"Since that night when I saw you in the kitchen. That's the reason why I woke up. I just...couldn't stop thinking about you. I still can't." he said, placing a hand against my cheek. "You should've told me you know."

"I could say the same to you." He pulled me against him, so I was lying on his chest and I absent-mindedly traced patterns on it.

"So what happens in your dreams?" he asked me. I don't think he said it to have a dirty meaning, but I definitely felt like it did.

"Not much. Do you...want me to show you?"

"Uh..." he looked at me a bit weirdly before saying. "Sure. I want to know what you're getting so stressed about."

"As long as your okay with it?" I asked. "Don't worry. We don't have sex Cap." I assured him and he nodded, looking a bit nervous.

I reached up and kissed him softly on the lips, just like I imagined. I dragged my legs over him and kissed him very passionately, our tongues grabbing each others. My hands travelled down his chest and to the bottom of his shirt. I lifted it up slightly touching the skin of his hips, but he pulled back again.

"What is is Rogers? This definitely is not about hurting me when we spar." I said angrily.

"It's just...I don't think I'll be...very good...at..it." he said, dipping his head slightly. I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me.

"You don't need to worry about that yet, because that didn't happen in the dream. Are you sure you even want to know what happens in the dream?" I asked him. I just wanted to make sure he was comfortable.

"Yeah, I'm sure." he said and pulled me down to kiss him again.

"You sure about me showing you?" I asked again, my hands stroking his waist.

"Positive." he replied, quite eagerly.

I slowly pushed his shirt up his chest, still whilst kissing him, and moaned "Steve" into his mouth as I did. I pulled away and took the garment over his head, chucking it on the floor somewhere in his room. My hands ran over his chest and he groaned slightly. I moved my lips slowly up his cheekbone and I whispered in his ear "You do this part to me, but seeing as I'm the one showing you what happens, I guess I'll have to take over." Then I went down his jawline and down his neck, causing his breathing to increase.

"Maria." he managed to groan out as my lips grazed over his chest. I licked and kissed over his beautifully defined stomach that was packed with muscle. My lips came slowly down to the top of his belt. I kissed just above his trouser line and he moaned out my name, gripping the sheets as he did. It felt so good to be doing this with him.

Just to keep him on the edge, I quickly pulled away, lied next to him and stared at the ceiling as if nothing just happened. "And that's where the dream ends." I said simply, but he turned to me, completely turned on, and kissed me harshly. It felt so good to be wanted and especially by a guy who wants me.

Our kisses were quick, but passionate. I could feel energy rushing through my body like a tidal wave, taking me over. His hands were threading through my hair and I felt mad with affection for him. His hands were now placed on my hips and were fiddling with the bottom of my shirt, like I was doing to him earlier. I could tell he wasn't sure about doing this though. I pulled back and said "It's fine Steve."

"As long as you're sure."

"Positive." I said, like he did to me earlier.

He nodded and slowly lifted the top over my head. He kissed my lips again and his hot hands were massaging my hips. His mouth made it's way down my neck and in between my breasts. "Steve." I moaned out and arched my back. I leant back down on the bed and he continued to make his way down to the bottom of my stomach. He placed hot kisses there, making my breath catch with each one. His head made it's way back up my body and re-captured my lips, pulling the air out of me.

I pulled back and asked "Do you really want to do this?"

"Yes." he replied, want is in his voice.

"Yeah, but are you sure you want to do it...with me?" I asked. He might just be doing it for the sake of it.

"Maria," he said stroking my face. "There's no one else but you." he said, kissing me again before we started undressing each other.

An hour later

"That was incredible." I said, the duvet covering my naked body that was shaking from after-shocks. My breath was faster than ever and so was the man's lying next to me.

"It was more than incredible." Steve replied smiling and kissing me on the forehead.

"Never knew anyone could have so much stamina." I said and he laughed.

"You know, I finally get what Stark was pressuring me to do."

"What sex?"

"No." he said smiling. "Sex with you." We kissed once more, before I put my head against his chest, it slowly rising and falling from his breathing pattern.

"We have to tell the others now. I don't think I can be around you and not touch you." I explained.

"Same. We can tell them at tea. How does that sound?"

"That sounds good." I replied and kissed him on the lips once more.

"Steve Rogers...virginity lost at 90 years. Not that bad. Some people die virgins." I said smiling and snuggling up against his chest.

"Hey, I'm only 29."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say to make it sound better." I said, making him chuckle. We laid there for a couple of minutes, calming down from what just happened, and then got dressed.

"We should probably go to tea. They wanted us there at 5." I looked at the clock, which now said 5:10. "Whoops." I said smiling.

He came over, now fully dressed and kissed me once more. His hands slowly went down my back and cupped my ass. I pulled back and seductively whispered "After dinner." against his slightly swollen lips.

He smiled, kissed me lightly once more, and then we left the room. We walked down the corridor and got to the door of the kitchen. "You ready?" he asked me, slipping his arm around my waist.

"Ready." I replied and kissed him quickly, before we entered the kitchen together.

The Avengers were all sitting down eating and Pepper was the only one that glanced up, looking away from the delicious looking lasagna. Her eyes flickered from us to his hand wrapped around my waist and then back to us, a bright smile on her face.

"I think congratulations are in order." Pepper said, causing everyone to look at her, understand where her eyeline was directed, and then look at us. Tony sat there with his mouth open, but the others were all smiling.

"Project CaptainHill complete." Tony stated and then everyone started congratulating us on being together.

"Can't believe I didn't find out about this earlier." he said.

"Well Bruce knew, but only by accident."

"BRUCE! Why didn't you tell us?"

"I promised I would keep it a secret. And it's there business Tony!" Bruce argued. I'm glad he didn't tell Tony.

"So, you guys had sex yet?" Tony asked casually.

"Tony!" Pepper whined and elbowed her boyfriend.

"We finished ten minutes ago." I said simply and everyone looked up at us. I looked at them too and responded "What? He asked a question."

"Steve finally lost his virginity. Welcome to the world buddy." Tony said. Don't know whether it was meant as a compliment or not. Steve just smiled anyway.

"Let me get this straight. You guys have been in there for a whole hour straight?" Clint asked, eyebrows raised.

I nodded sheepishly and went back to being interested with my food. "The guy has a lot of stamina." I said, quietly, however, Steve and Clint heard and started laughing.

"What?" Natasha asked.

"She said Steve has a lot of stamina." Clint answered and I threw a nearby spoon at him, whilst the others laughed.

"Idiot." I said and returned to my food.

"More wine, Maria?" Pepper asked.

"Only a little. You know what happened last time." I said, with a knowing smile.

"Yeah, and think about where that led." she replied smiling. I rolled my eyes, but accepted the wine regardless.

"So all the women of the house are taken now? Great." Bruce said.

"Don't worry green guy. We'll find Betty for you." Tony said.

"B..Betty? How do you know about Betty?"

"I saw the time before you went mad and trashed Harlem. The way you two looked at each other and she is the only person to calm you." he explained.

"So...so you can find her?" Bruce asked, with hope in his voice.

"Already have." he said, happy with himself. They talked about forcing Bruce to meet up with her next week and I couldn't help but think about me and Steve. I was kind of thankful that everyone pushed us together.

I put my hand in his and squeezed it tightly. He smiled and me came up to my ear. "I love you." he whispered for the first time.

I've never felt like this about anyone else in the world. Any human being. He makes me feel alive and relaxed both at the same time. Just his presence makes me feel amazing. I feel like I've never lived without him. I could never get tired of him. Never.

"I love you too."

Hope you liked my story guys! This was the last chapter so please review and if you want any other stories then I would be happy to follow up your ideas.