Pure smut with Steve Rogers! I hope you enjoy! Please let me know what you think!

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"Steve… what, what are you, hng, doing? I… I mean we, you… can't… not, not nooowww! Oh God, Steve…"

You whimper as your head lulls back and close your eyes tight. Your heart pounds in your chest, body flushed as pleasure instantly heats up your body; your cunt flooded with arousal. Your fingers tangle in Steve's soft locks, giving it a hard tug. You're not sure if you're not sure if you're trying to push him away or pull him closer.

Steve kneels down in front you, sliding your panties down your legs and placing them in his back pocket. He lifts your leg to place it over his shoulder. He nips at your inner thigh, earning a squeak from you,

"We have plenty of time Doll. I'm the Captain after all, mission can't happen without me."

"Cocky bastard… ohhh,"

Steve sticks his head under your skirt and swipes his tongue over your cunt lips. A sharp gasp escapes your lips, hips jerking in response.

"Damn Doll, already so wet for me. Gotta have a taste of this sweet pussy before I go. I'm gonna be gone for a couple of weeks at the most. Need to have your pussy on my lips while I'm gone, remember the sweetness that'll be waiting for me when I get home."

A low whine escapes your lips at his words, clit throbbing in need at the feel of Steve's mouth on your cunt.

"Y-yes, Captain… eat me… feast on my pussy… go, go on your mission w-with the taste of, of me one your lips. M-make me cum, I-I want to feel you be-between my legs for, for days! Captain please!" you beg him, having trouble finding your voice.

Steve's eyes darken with lust at you calling him by his title. Fuck if that isn't one of the sexiest things he has ever heard.

He spreads your cunt lips and groans at the sight of your glistening cunt in front of him, "Fuck Doll. So damn sexy."

Steve buries his head between your legs, lapping at your wet cunt. He circles his tongue around your clit before wrapping his lips around the sensitive nub and sucking harshly, eliciting a long moan from your lips.

"Captain!" you cry out, bucking your hips closer to his face.

Steve moans at your taste, sending the vibrations through your cunt. His tongue dips down, thrusting his tongue in and out of your hole, fucking you with his tongue.

"God yes! Eat my pussy Steve… I love how you fuck me with your tongue! Your mouth feel so good… ah god… Captain!"

You clutch his hair tighter, rutting against his mouth.

Steve is like a mad man, ravaging your cunt with his mouth. Sucking and licking your clit, teeth scrapping over your outer pussy lips; he slides two fingers into your wet cunt, while his mouth focuses completely on your clit. The lewd sounds of Steve slurping up every drop of your juices fill the room, mixing with your moans.

"Oh… oh God… Steve… Captain! Ahha ah! I'm cumming! Oh God, I'm gonna cum! Captain!"

You whole body shudders, jerking uncontrollably, pushing his head closer to your cunt. His hand moves faster, changing the angle to curl right over your g-spot, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

Steve moans, feeling your cunt spasm around his fingers, your cum spraying all over his hand and mouth. He licks up every drop that he can, not wanting to miss a single drop of your sweetness. Even through your orgasm, Steve doesn't stop. He works his mouth over your cunt, drawing out your orgasm and forcing multiple mini-orgasms to follow.

"Hng… Ng,,, C-cap… Captain…. S-st-st-op!" You plead trying to push him away.

The pleasure becoming too much for you and your over-stimulated cunt.

Steve carefully pulls away with a final, long lick to your clit before standing up. You manage to open your eyes and stare at him with a hooded look. You watch as he licks his fingers clean with a moan,

"Delicious."

Steve swoops down, capturing your lips passionately. You melt into his body, clutching his shirt, and return his kiss with just as much passion. Moaning when you taste yourself on his lips, his tongue invading your mouth.

Once he pulls away, you both are left breathless. Steve nuzzles his nose against yours and smiles,

"Now that is a going away gift." He pecks your lips once more, "I will see you when I get home, Mrs. Rogers. I love you."

Your heart pounds in your chest, grinning up at him, "Of course husband. I eagerly await your return. I love you too."