Written for: justagirlfromcharleston. February 25th, 2019 Steve/Darcy fluffy smut

Darcy got home from a long day of work to find Steve on the couch with a pillow over his head.

That was not good. It usually meant someone had died on his watch or he was in the midst of another Decimation flashback. Or maybe he'd spilled his coffee this morning before he could drink it.

It all meant the same thing anyway: her man was in need of some tender loving care. Emphasis on 'loving'.

Dropping her coat and kicking off her shoes, Darcy crawled on top of him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. He mumbled her name but didn't remove the pillow. She kissed his neck a few times all the way up to his chin. Her tongue left a long, wet trail across his Adam's apple. Still, he wouldn't move. "Wanna talk about it?"

He mumbled again.

"Is that a yes or a no?"

The pillow came off. Finally. Darcy snatched it and threw it to the floor.

"I was using that."

"Sorry, I just wanted to see your pretty face." Darcy kissed his lips. "Didn't you want to see mine?"

She was at her most endearing today and he couldn't help but smile back. Mission accomplished. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her soundly until her brain ceased functioning. The next time she could think coherently, she was in Steve's lap and his shirt was off. A massive bulge poking her thigh let her know where this was going, and that she'd done her job cheering him up.

"Thanks," he said, caressing her cheek. "I was just having an off day. Thought I'd feel better if I spent some time alone."

"Looks like that didn't work out."

He shrugged. "Sometimes it does, but I guess today I needed something different."

Darcy ground down on him, making him gasp and clench his teeth. Darcy walked her fingers down his chest and abs to the lining of his pants. She flicked open the button and pulled down the zipper.

"Let me make you feel even better," she intoned in her deepest, huskiest voice. It sounded more like a dying cow to her ears, but when she removed Steve's jeans and underwear, he was already leaking pre-cum.

She took him in her mouth and ran her tongue up and down the thick shaft. He groaned and reached down her shirt to unclasp her bra. There wasn't much else he could do until she was done, but that was fine. Darcy could wait for her turn. Right now, she was dragging this out as long as possible, giving him all the reason in the world to be the happiest man alive.