Thank you Nocturnalrites for the beta! Thank you everyone sticking with the story and those that have been kind enough to leave a comment and let me know what they think.

NOTE: THIS CHAPTER IS FELICITY AND STEVE COMING TOGETHER. I TRIED TO WRITE IT IN A VERY NON-GRAPHIC FAMILY FRIENDLY WAY, BUT I'M NOT THAT GREAT AT THAT. I'D SAY ITS STILL FAMILY FRIENDLY BUT IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SMUT AT ALL, JUST SKIP THIS CHAPTER ALL TOGETHER. YOU WILL ONLY MISS SEX. I'LL ALSO POST A MORE 'DETAILED' VERSION OF THIS CHAPTER AND LABEL IT AVENGING ARROW - MATURE CHAPTER 20 IF YOU WANT TO READ THAT.

Chapter 20 Leap of Faith

As Felicity began to take the stitches out of Steve's freshly showered, incredibly well defined back a million thoughts were going through her head. The fact that a cut she'd only sewed up a little while ago was healed enough that it no longer needed stitches was one of them. She clipped the last stitch and carefully pulled it out, letting her fingers run down his back. Gooseflesh sprung up under her touch and Steve shivered. His reaction to her touch gave her a thrill. It was still a little hard to believe that such an amazing man liked her back as much as she liked him. Her luck tended to not run that way.

"All done," she told him. She'd barely gotten the words out when she found herself pulled around and across Steve's lap. She squealed a little at the unexpected move and the way he made her feel weightless. As she settled across his lap, the sweat pants he was wearing did little to hide his interest in her.

"Are you sure about this, Felicity?" Steve's voice cracked with emotion

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"Remember your promise, Steve." She was having trouble staying still in his lap as she answered. "No second guessing, just go with what feels right and I'll tell you if it's too much or I don't like it." She followed her own advice and adjusting her seat so that she was straddling his lap. When she settled over him, Steve moaned and ground against her clothed body. He slid his hands into her hair and pulled her forward, nipping lightly at her lips. Fire chased across her skin as she opened to him and met his tongue with hers. The man had serious kissing talent.

Felicity moaned into Steve's kiss as one of his hands slid down her hip and pull her harder against him, pulling a restless moan from her. Standing up from the couch without releasing her or breaking the kiss, Steve turned them and moved toward the staircase. It felt natural for Felicity to wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around the strong column of his neck.

"Are you sure I'm not hurting you," She asked, pulling back slightly to see him better. She was worried that their activities were going to cause him pain.

Steve smiled down at her. His eyes were dark. The warmth in them made the butterflies in her stomach jump. "I'm positive, doll," he told her, still a little breathless. "I like that you worry about me, but I'm really OK." He didn't sound in pain. "I love that you see me as just me and not so much as Captain America but I promise I really do heal quickly."

"You are really strong," she told him letting go of one of her hands from behind his neck and rubbing across his shoulders, trying to look thoughtful. "Maybe you really are a superhero." She joked. "Can you leap tall buildings in a single bound?" She asked, smiling at Steve when he rolled his eyes at her.

The next second he got a mischievous look to his face, tightened his arm behind her back, took one step back and leaped.

Felicity squealed in surprise and sucked in her breath. She clutched at Steve's neck as the air rushed past her and she found herself on the second floor. She was very proud that she hadn't screamed outright.

"It's not a building, but since I'm not Superman, it'll have to do," he told her with a laugh. Felicity used Steve's shoulders to pull herself up higher on his torso and looked over his shoulder, past the upper floor railing, at the leap they'd made. Her stomach fluttered. It must be amazing to be able to do things like that all the time. Scary, but amazing, she corrected. Her heart was still hammering in her chest.

"That was really hot," she told him. "I bet you'd kill the salmon ladder." Steve's huff of laughter brushed across her face as she leaned back to face him. She told him, breathless. She pulled herself closer against him so that she could nip at his neck.

Felicity loved the way he caught his breath and how she could feel his heart speed up. It had been a long time since she'd been able to affect a man like her touches affected Steve. Felicity pulled back and slid her hand to his cheek, turning his head to her. "Take me to bed, Steve," she ordered. "I need you."

"Right away, ma'am," he answered. His tone was all military, like she'd given him a direct order.

"You'll drop me if you salute me," she pointed out with a laugh.

"I've been saluting you ever since I picked you up," he admitted with a wry smile and a red face as he rocked his hips up and she felt how hard he was against her bottom. She moaned at the contact, teasing forgotten.

Steve leaned down and caught her mouth. He nipped lightly at her bottom lip, requesting she open for him. When she responded, he licked his way past her lips to tangle his tongue with hers sending tendrils of heat coursing through her body. They both were panting as he set her down on her feet beside the bed. Steve didn't stop kissing her, but somehow he'd managed to get her shirt mostly unbuttoned and sliding off of her shoulders. The man had skills.

Felicity herself broke the kiss. She reached behind her and flicked the snap of her bra. Catching the cups in her hands and meeting Steve's eyes, she fondled herself as she allowed the lacy fabric to slip from her body and fall down her arms. She got the response that she was hoping for. Steve's breath caught in his throat and came out as more of a hiss as his eyes left hers and followed her hands. His half groan, half growl made her flush red, but the intensity of the look that was centered on her heated her blood and pulled a moan from her as well.

Steve reached out and trailed his fingers from her throat across the top of her breast. Spikes of heat shot across her skin. Steve slowly slid his palms across her nipples, watching them peek at his touch. She closed her eyes and arched into his touch. He played there for a few moments, obviously enjoying the sounds he was pulling from her as he concentrated on her breasts.

When he slid his hands away and down her sides, Felicity whimpered a little at the loss, but he just smiled and stepped into her to reclaim her lips as his hands progressed to the front of her jeans. Clothes fell to the floor in a tangle of kisses and touches. Steve lifted Felicity and eased her down on the bed, leaving himself plenty of room around her. She shivered at the intensity in his eyes when he pulled back for a moment.

"You're beautiful, Felicity," he told her, sincerity evident in his voice. "I'm the luckiest fellow alive." She liked how his old-fashioned Brooklyn accent came out more when he was emotional.

Steve trailed his fingers over her stomach and palmed her right breast. Little shocks raced from Steve's fingers down to her center. She made breathy little moans. He smiled at her and dropped a kiss against her lips before finding her other nipple and sucking it between his lips. He worried at the tip before taking more of her heated flesh into his mouth.

Steve's other hand was busy mimicking the actions of his tongue and lips. With both breasts being manipulated, Felicity arched up against him, chasing the sensation coursing through her. She wasn't sure what he was doing with his tongue exactly but she was getting near to coming just off of what he was doing to her nipples. It's impossible for a woman to climax just from her breasts being stimulated wasn't it, she wondered for a split second before she was crashing over the edge of the answer.

Felicity slid her hand into Steve's hair and held him from moving as her waves crashed over her. "I didn't even know that was possible," she breathed as she started to come back to herself. Steve released her breast and kissed her again, nipping at her lips and down across her throat. He used his teeth on her pulse point and she moaned.

"You're so beautiful when you come for me, doll baby, I want to see you do it again and again." He was already sliding his hands down her body to find her center. Felicity could feel her body climbing again. Steve rolled the little bundle of nerves in his fingers before pinching lightly. She arched off the bed, following his hand as heat spread through her body.

Felicity reached for his forearm, trying to get leverage to push herself further down on to his fingers. She was right at the edge. She didn't know she could crest twice in a row let alone that it would build so intensely and quickly. She couldn't stop the moans and whimpers as she chased the feeling blooming in her belly and spreading to her core. Steve raised his head from where he'd been kissing and nipping at her neck. He moved his fingers up and back inside her, petting her in a beckoning gesture. Felicity keened and would have leaped out from under him but he splayed his other hand on her stomach holding her steady.

"That's right," he praised her. "Let yourself go. I want to feel you break apart around my fingers." It was like he had a direct channel to her body. She wasn't sure if it was his hands, his words or just his timing, but her body followed his command and she flew apart again, shouting his name. Steve leaned to her side and reached for something in the drawer of the bedside table. Her body was still floating when Steve position himself between her legs, kissing and licking across her stomach and across her breasts before settling himself at her entrance. He was a large man, but he'd prepared her. He groaned as he slipped carefully into her. Felicity rolled her back and widened her legs to accommodate him.

"Are you alright, doll?" he asked, the strain of control evident in his voice. The stretch of her body as she accepted him deeper and deeper within her was so intense it was just on the pleasurable side of pain. It felt amazing. She didn't answer but groaned and rocked her hips more, trying to hurry his slide into her. She knew his patience was needed to give her body time to adjust to him since it had been a while since she'd had sex and certainly not with a man quite so well-endowed but he felt so good she wanted more.

"I'm good," she told him, a moan slipping out between her words. "Just don't stop what you're doing."

"Not going to stop," he agreed, his words a bit more breathless. "Feels so good, the way you open for me." Felicity moaned at his words. His pupils were blown wide and the hand that wasn't on her hip was clenched in the covers beside her head. When he was finally fully seated within her, Felicity wrapped her legs around his hips and used the leverage to help hold her body as tightly against Steve as she could.

She rolled her hips encouraging him to move. She needed him deeper. She reached for him and dug her nails into his biceps, trying to pull him further. She needed to feel him move! Steve took the hint and started pulled back slowly, sliding almost out and stroking back in. She threw her head back against the pillow and moaned.

….

Steve held onto Felicity's hips and slid back inside her, twisting his hips a little as he did. She gasped and cried out his name as he slid hard against her g-spot. He was doing his best to keep control of his body, but her warmth and the way her internal muscles were starting to flutter around him was testing him. He wanted to plunge into Felicity and lose himself in her, but he knew he had to start slow, let her adjust.

Felicity hooked her heels around his calves and pulled herself against him, impaling herself much harder that he would have done. "I'm good, Steve, I won't break," she panted. "Please, I need you."

A moan of pleasure was ripped from Steve's throat at her words. He wasn't capable of stopping his hips from thrusting against her, burying himself in her wet sheath. She felt so good, so right around him.

"Yes, just like that," Felicity screamed, her walls starting to convulse around him. Steve fought to keep his rhythm steady as he pushed them both toward climax. Felicity's nails bit into his side as her body arched under him. He groaned and slammed into her a bit harder than he meant to. This woman took his control away.

"Steve," Felicity panted, keening as she bucked up under him. Steve felt her internal muscles clamp tightly down around him as she hit her peak and came apart. He wasn't far behind her. With a last, powerful thrust, Steve buried himself and followed her over the edge. Felicity reached for him, pulling him in to crush her lips over his as he spilled himself inside her.

Steve held himself over her as he fought to bring his breathing back under control. They were both panting. He could feel her body flutter around his with the little aftershocks that coursing through her. Felicity tugged at him, pulling him down over her. Steve allowed himself to collapse on his forearms over her so he wouldn't squash her and enjoyed her languid kisses.

You're amazing, Felicity," he told her, kissing her lightly.

"You're pretty amazing yourself, Steve Rogers," she answered back. "I think I'll keep you."

"Can't argue with that plan," he agreed with a crooked smile. Steve kissed Felicity on the nose and sat up, reaching for the condom as he pulled out.

"I'll be right back, don't move, beautiful," he told her, enjoying the way her hair was spread across his pillow and her face was satisfied and content. He'd made her look like that. Steve Rogers, the little punk from the poor side of Brooklyn had made the most beautiful dame he'd ever laid eyes on have that look on her face, he thought, silently amazed.

"Not moving," she agreed with a lazy smile. Steve crossed to the wastebasket and disposed of the used condom before climbing back in bed and covering them both up. Steve's heart felt a lot warmer than it had in a long time. The way Felicity curled into him, resting her cheek on his shoulder as she snuggled in made him feel 10 feet tall.

"Goodnight, Steve," she murmured sleepily.

"Night, Felicity," he responded, kissing her on the forehead and pulling her in tighter against him. He thought about her running into the fight with Slade. A chill went through him. He'd just found her and he of all people knew how fast people could be lost. He would do whatever it took to keep her safe.