Smut!
Like, actually detailed. But who comes to a mature+ rated story for just the conversation?
Tags have been updated.
Our two lovers are not virgins, so a bit OOC for Steve in fanfics.
Please enjoy!
Celeste's POV
Once we arrived back at the compound it was maybe ten o'clock in the evening, and seemed pretty quiet. Everyone else must have gone to bed already.
Steve parked the car in the garage, and then walked me back to my door whilst we continued to hold hands. They just felt so nice and comforting. I felt grounded. Once we reached my door, I turned to him.
"I had a really good time, Steve. Thank you." I said quietly as I smiled up at him, not wanting to disturb my neighbours.
"I did too, Celeste." He brought his hand up to caress my cheek. He slowly leaned in, I could feel the warmth of his sweet breath on my lips.
I turned my head up pressing our lips together, and I felt the familiar tingling that transpired whenever that happens. It was just small, gentle pecks before I leaned further into him. He reciprocated, leaning me back against my door.
My fingers went into his soft hair, feeling it run through my fingers as I ran my tongue against his lips. Our tongues were dancing, making me moan from the pleasure I was feeling deep within my centre. He ground his hips into my own and I felt his own pleasure making itself known. I pulled gently on his hair, grinding my own hips against his, enjoying the friction.
"Not that I enjoy being a cock block or anything," Steve and I pull apart quickly, chests heaving from our make out, "but you do know we have private bedrooms for a reason right? Also... sound proofed...?" Natasha says from her doorway with a raised eyebrow, silk robe wrapped around her and a mug in her hand. She walks out, side eyeing us as she walks past us towards the kitchen. "Continue..."
Once Nat had walked out of sight, we both turn to each other, still close enough our noses are touching. Our breathing had slowed slightly, until be both chuckled at just being caught like a pair of teenagers making out by their parents.
After a moment, we stop laughing, looking back into each other's eyes. The intense hum we were feeling remained, and I didn't want it to stop. Steve didn't either apparently, as both our lips met once again, me fumbling with the door handle, trying to get it open. I finally do and we fall into my room. Steve slams it closed behind him, before I push him against the door this time.
We continue our passionate kissing, before his hands trace down my back, finding my arse. He squeezes, pulling me closer into him, if that's even possible. I groan out in pleasure, feeling Steve kiss me harder in response. My hands wander from his neck, down his clothed chest, to the hem of his shirt. My fingers trace his pant line, gently touching the bare skin of his lower stomach and the defined muscles there. His lips leave mine in a gentle gasp, so I move my lips to his neck, tasting the skin there, and I can swear that I've never tasted anything so sweet.
"I want you..." I whisper against his neck, kissing my way to his jaw. He pulls his head back slowly, to look at me. I feel my stomach drop, "it's too soon..." I look down before I feel his fingers under my chin tilting my head back up to look at him.
"It's been a while for me... but I want you as well." He whispers back to me. "But only if you're sure..."
"Oh, I'm sure." I kiss him again. My fingers find their way to the buttons of his shirt, slowly undoing them. I break our kiss once they're all undone, and watch as I reach in under the now open shirt running my hand over his strong chest, and down his chiseled body scraping my nails along the way.
Steve hisses in pleasure, pulling my head to the side and sucking on the skin my dress exposes, between my neck and shoulder. I feel my knees go week as he kisses and gently nips at my sweet spot. I start to push his shirt over his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He reaches down to the hem of my dress and lifting it up over my head, also joining his shirt.
Steve's hands make their way to my behind and squeezes once again, before lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his slim waist, one hand on his shoulder keeping me steady, the other behind his head pulling him towards me so our lips can meet.
We begin to move, I assume to the bed since my eyes are shut. Steve then places me gently onto the mattress, pulling my body up close to the headboard. Once my head is resting on my pillow, Steve settles himself in between my thighs, his face above me with his arms beside my head, holding himself up so he wasn't resting his weight on me.
We stare into each others eyes for a moment. I can feel a pleasant chill move through my body, my stomach feeling as if it were full of butterflies. My hands make their way to his arms beside my head as I lean up, capturing his lips once again. He returns my kisses, before slowly kissing his way down my neck and down to my chest. I throw my head back, enjoying the sensations just from being touched in such a loving and delicate way.
I feel his lips make contact with the top of my breasts. I look down at him just as he takes my bra covered nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. The friction of the now slightly damp material on my sensitive skin forces me to arch my back, pushing my breasts closer to his face. He reaches under me, unclasping my bra before he removes it, leaving no barrier between his mouth and my body.
He moves to my other nipple, gently teasing it as his hand pays attention to the previous. After a moment, he then begins kissing down to my stomach. I whine in protest before I realise where his next destination is.
His face is just above my core, his fingers gently removing my underwear, pulling them down my legs and off my feet. He opens my legs wider to give himself access and I can feel his warm breath on my most sensitive part. He looks up at me and we make eye contact. He doesn't speak, but I can see he's silently asking for permission.
I nod my head, "Please" I moan out in anticipation, my chest heaving.
He looks back down at me, leaning his head in and leaving gentle kisses on the apex of my left thigh. His soft lips tickle my skin, my legs quiver slightly in response. He moves to my right thigh repeating his actions. I can't help my hips from flexing upwards. His hands move to my hips, holding them down firmly but not enough to leave a bruise.
I look down at him, his eyes looking at me through his long lashes as his nose gently brushes against my clit. I throw my head back against the pillow, my body jolting from the electricity I feel shooting through me. His tongue then swipes upward in a long stroke.
"Oh Steve..." I moan in pleasure.
His tongue begins to flick against my clit. My moans get louder as my thighs tighten and begin to close. Steve gently pushes them open again, now sucking my clit into his mouth before he shifts to push his tongue into me.
"Yes...!" I moan even louder, my hand grasping his hair in my hands holding him closer to me. "Steve?" I groan out. He responsive moan against me sends vibrations through my body. "I need..." just as I say this, it's like he can read my mind as his right hand removes itself from my thigh, and I feel a small pressure playing at my entrance. I flex my pelvis towards the sensation, as if that would help ease the tension I'm feeling.
Steve then pushes a finger into me, pumping a few times softly. He then adds another, and I feel him curl his fingers pressing into my g-spot massaging the area.
"Steve, please!" I groan out pulling on his roots as he continues to pump his digits in and out of me, the tension building.
"What is it? ...What do you need?" His whispered breath washes over me, causing me to shiver.
I pull him up to me, kissing his lips. He moans and I can taste myself on his tongue.
"I need you... I need you now." I say, looking deep into his darkened eyes.
He pulls back slightly, reaching between us to undo his belt, then his button and fly. I begin to push his his pants and underwear down with my feet after he started to push them down. Once he gets them off and is naked as well, I grasp him softly in my hand. He groans with pleasure.
He's large with an impressive girth. I pump him, feeling him grow even more to his full length. His hand caresses my face in an almost loving manner looking down at me, and I up to him. He pulls a condom out he must have slipped from his pants, putting it on.
He leans back over me, one hand pulling my leg out to make room for himself as the the other reaches down between us. I shudder from the back of his hand brushing against me, before I feel the head of his cock brush up and down my slit a few times, grazing against my clit.
My arms reach under his arms and around his back, one hand pulling gently on the hair at the nape of his neck and the other holding onto his shoulder. His nose brushes against mine before we each kiss each other, eyes fluttering shut.
I begin to feel pressure pushing at my entrance, before he enters me swiftly from how aroused I am. I gasp from the intrusion. Once Steve pushes all the way to the hilt, he pulls his head back looking into my eyes.
"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked concerned.
"No, it's just been a while. I'm okay, I promise." I say to him.
He moves a hand to rest on my cheek, leaning in and we kiss softly. Once I feel like I've grown accustomed to him, I rock against him, telling him I'm okay for him to move.
He catches on, pulling out softly, before pushing back in. I hug him closer to me, getting lost in the sensations of him pushing and pulling against me. I turn my head away from his lips to give myself a chance to breathe. He rests his head on my shoulder as I kiss his neck.
"You feel so good." Steve groans out. His hips shift slightly, his pelvic bone rubbing against my clit even more now.
"Oh yes, just like that!" I moan out loudly. I wrap my legs around his waist as he begins to increase the speed of his heavy thrusts. I can feel the coil from deep in my stomach tightening.
I bite his shoulder, the intense pleasure that's building almost too much. He moans loudly, reaching a hand in between our bodies. I feel his thumb rubbing my clit in tight circles, matching the speed of his thrusts.
"I'm so close." I whisper into his ear.
"Me too." He moans. He rubs my clit faster, increasing the speed of his thrusting.
I tense up around him, feeling my climax rising. The coil snaps and I squeeze my eyes shut as I pulsate around him, moaning out his name in pleasure. He continues to thrust helping me ride out my orgasm, once... twice... three times, before he joins me in ecstasy. He continues to thrust and I feel him twitching inside me as I begin to come down from my high.
He stops his thrusting, keeping his weight from resting on me fully, but enough that I can feel his chest heaving from the exertion. I turn to place a sloppy kiss on his cheek, which he returns when he turns to me. We remain this way for moment, before he pulls himself out, and I wince slightly from the feeling of him leaving my body.
He removes the condom and disposes of it. He walks into the en-suite, and I admire his firm and rounded backside as he walks. I hear the water from the sink running, before it stops. He then walks back into the room and over to me on the bed with a damp cloth. He gently wipes between my legs, and I moan from the friction on my overstimulated body. He leans down and distracts me with another kiss.
He pulls away and cleans himself, before I grab the hand with the cloth as he turns, halting him. I grab the cloth from him, before walking in to use the bathroom, brushing my other hand over his bare chest as I walk past. As I come back out, I see Steve putting his underwear back on.
"You're not leaving are you?" I ask.
"Not if you don't want me to."
I grab his hand, and pull back the covers before pushing him down onto the mattress. He pulls me in with him, and I snuggle into his side, resting my head on his shoulder with his arm around me. His hand gently caresses the bare skin of my back as I do the same to his right pec.
"That was amazing." I say to Steve, kissing his chest.
"It was." He kisses my head. I look up and smile at him, pecking his lips. "You're not too sore?"
"I might be in the morning, but it was worth it. I don't think I've ever felt so well looked after before..." I trail off.
"Well they've missed out, you're an absolute delight to please." I felt my cheeks warm up slightly as I yawn. "Okay, I think that's a sign for us to get sleep." He chuckles.
"Yeah, you definitely wore me out. Goodnight, Steve."
"Goodnight, Celeste." He leans down and kisses me goodnight before snuggling into each other. I feel myself falling into a deep sleep, in the comfort of his strong arms.
First smut I've ever written, so please let me know how I went.