I woke up the next morning to Steve shaking me. I felt horrible.
"Jay, come on, wake up. We've got to get home." Steve said.
"No, let me sleep," I whined pulling the blanket over my head.
"You can sleep in the car." He prompted, pulling the blanket off of me.
"No!" I snapped glaring at him.
"Now Jay." He demanded.
I rolled my eyes but got up and got dressed regardless.
"Are you okay?" Steve asked.
"No," I said annoyed. It was 9:20 and I wasn't acting like myself I understood why he was concerned, I was just irritated. " My head is pounding, my body is aching, and I have chills. I feel like absolute shit."
"I thought you couldn't catch human illnesses." he said confused.
"I can't. I don't know what's wrong with me." I said glaring at everything as we walked to the car.
"Alright, let's get you home and I'll get it figured out." He promised, holding the car door open.
I got in and leaned the seat back so I was nicely reclined. The smooth movements lulled me back to sleep quickly but I was woken up to Steve gently shaking me again.
"Do you want to walk or do you want me to carry you?" He asked.
"I'll walk." I slurred and coughed.
We made it into the house but I collapsed on the couch.
"Jay, don't you think you'd be more comfortable in bed?" Steve said concerned.
"No." I snapped before falling back to sleep.
I woke up sometime later with a pillow under my head and two heavy blankets and a thinner blanket draped over me. My entire body felt gross and sticky with sweat.
"Hey, do you think you could stay awake long enough for me to make you some food?" Steve asked moving my wet hair away from my face.
"I'm not hungry," I said pressing my face into his hand.
"Please try to eat something, you need to eat and drink to stay hydrated. You started running a fever of 103.8 about two hours ago." Steve said.
"I'll try," I promised.
"Alright, I'll be right back." He said getting up.
I started to doze off before Steve came back with a glass of water and some pills.
"Here, these are fever reducers. I'll be waking you up every four or five hours to take more." He said handing them over.
I took them slowly sipping the water as Steve left again. He came back quickly with something in a bowl and something on a plate. He sat me up and handed me the tomato soup and toast. I slowly ate a few spoonfuls and nibbled on the toast before I drank the rest of the water. Steve took the glass and went to refill it as I tried to eat a bit more. I got about a fourth of the way through everything before I downed the second glass of water and passed back out.
I woke up again to Steve softly shaking me. I took the water and pills from him and downed the water once again before laying back down.
"I got a hold of shield earlier. Thor thinks you caught this from him. He almost didn't make this mission from it. He said it should go away in a few days."Steve told me.
I just nodded and went back to sleep.
Thor was horribly wrong. The virus lasted for a week and three days. All I did was sleep and when I wasn't sleeping I was kind of hoping I would die. Steve took care of me and even slept on the couch with me. Even after I'd gotten better I still didn't have much energy and I ate very little. Steve snuggled with me a lot. I felt bad because I knew he wasn't being very productive but I was very happy that he was so willing to take care of me while I couldn't take care of myself. At the end of the second week, we were laying in Steve's bed with his arms around me and my head on his chest. I was trying to not fall asleep but it was hard when my ears were filled with his steady breathing and strong heartbeat.
"Jay, feel free to say no but why don't you just move your stuff in here? You don't sleep in your own room anymore." Steve suggested.
I took his hand in mine and placed a soft kiss on his knuckles, "Yeah, I'd love to."
"Really? You are free to say no." He seemed so genuinely shocked that I'd said yes.
"Yeah, You're not wrong. I haven't been in my own room in a while." I explained.
Steve rolled onto his side pulling me into a kiss. I smirked, kissing him back. He wanted to claim that I was the innocent one but he always got so excited when I said yes about anything. It was actually pretty cute.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Better, not perfect but better," I told him.
"That's funny because you look pretty perfect to me." He grinned kissing my nose.
"Could you be any more cheesy?" I laughed.
"God, I love that sound." He whispered.
"Why? It's just a generic laugh." I reasoned.
"No, it's the best sound in the world." He argued.
"Whatever, I can't trust your judgment. You're a bit bias." I grinned.
"It's hard not to be." He agreed.
I traced a finger down his jaw line and over his neck. He closed his eyes giving me a soft smile as my finger rose and fell over his collar bone. His skin was ridiculously smooth. I continued to trace my finger over his abdomen enjoying the way the pad through the hills and valleys that made up his body.
"If you could have one thing what would it be?" He asked suddenly.
"One thing? Would I have it forever?" I asked.
"Yes." He confirmed.
"This," I whispered as my finger dipped into his navel.
"You'd have this forever. Are you sure you could handle this old man that long?" He teased.
"Nothing would make me happier." I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze.
He tilted my face up and planted his lips against mine. I released a sigh through my nose as my body relaxed against him. I wanted this forever. I wanted to stay like this, relaxed and happy but it wouldn't last. Nothing good ever did.
"Stop thinking." He said against my lips.
I pushed him away softly giving him a sad smile. "What about you?"
"You. I want you to stay with me." He said all humor now gone. "Jay, I love you."
I sat up quickly pushing him back with more force than I intended, sputtering. Steve's face went from shocked to confused to hurt.
"Que diabos? Diga-me que voce estava brincando! Diga-me que voce nao me ama. Steve, por favor. Voce nao me ama." I said.
"Jayson, slow down. I don't understand." He snapped.
"Voce nao entende. Voce nao pode me amor." I pleaded.
"Why can't I?" He asked voice low and teetering on angry.
"Porque todas os que eu amei morreram." I said quietly.
"Morreram? Dead? I'm not going to die." He stated.
"Como voce sabe?" I asked.
"Because I have to stay with you forever." He smiled. " I have to prove that you will eventually get tired of me."
I stared at him, mouth slightly open and eyes wide.
"Jay. I promise I'm not going anywhere." He swore.
"Why wouldn't you? How can you be so sure?" I questioned.
He sighed,"Eu nunca deixaria voce. Eu nanca poderia. I'm too happy with you and I don't think I could live without you. Believe me. Eu te amo."
"You've been practicing." I said stupidly.
"I have." He confirmed.
"You also butchered every word you just said," I informed him giving a breathy laugh.
"I never said I'd mastered it." He smiled.
"I'm sorry. I can't say it yet." I said voice cracking.
"That's okay. One day I'll make you fall so hard for me that you'll say it every day." He grinned.
"That's the thing. I'm terrified of that day." I explained.
"Why?" He asked pulling me slightly closer.
"Steve, I don't deserve you. One day you're going to see that. I'm already going to be heartbroken when you do, I don't need to be completely devastated." I said quietly.
"I know you don't deserve me. You deserve so much better and I'm selfish enough to hope and pray that you never find better." He said thumb stroking my cheek.
I honestly didn't know how to respond to that.
"Say something?" He requested.
"I. Uh. Why are you so perfect?" I felt like an idiot.
He laughed and kissed me softly.
A few days passed. I was finally feeling 100% again. We were in the gym sparring. It felt good to use my muscles again. I twisted my body around Steve's making it difficult to maintain any real grip on my body. He grunted when my knee made contact with his ribs. I smirked moving so I could plant a chaste kiss on his neck. He reached around getting a painful grip on my waist and pulled me away from him. The scent of his arousal hit my nostrils hard fueling my own sex drive. He trapped my body beneath him and the fight was on.
His mouth collided painfully with mine until I got my legs between us and threw him off. I heard his head crack against the solid floor as I straddled his waist, recapturing his lips and grinding my erection against his bare stomach. He groaned allowing me to dominate for a few moments until he lifted my body slamming me against the wall and using his hips to pin mine so I couldn't create any more friction. I made a noise of frustration and I felt his lips slide into a smirk as he released a possessive growl. I don't think I'd ever been more turned on.
I ended up bent over some piece of equipment with Steve thrusting into my body with astounding force. His grip was bruising and I could feel blood drip from his shoulder to pool on my lower spine from the bite mark I'd left on him. My own neck hurt from him sucking and biting at one spot. I yelped at a particularly hard thrust. He'd made sure that I remembered my safe word before anything actually happened. He'd also made sure I was willing to be treated this rough. I was. I shuttered as his hand moved down my back smearing his blood like some erotic war paint. I felt whatever piece of metal I was holding onto snap as his thrusts picked up speed and force.
We were left panting, high, and covered in various bodily fluids. Steve was on his knees behind me, forehead pressed against my shoulder. I was filthy and couldn't help satisfied sigh that escaped me as I felt the sweat, cum, and blood begin to dry on my skin like a tag that I belonged to Steve.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Better than okay," I said speech slurred.
He gave a low chuckle and pulled out lifting me up and carrying me to the bathroom so we could shower. After we were clean and my legs decided to work properly we got dressed. My eyes caught sight of the ugly red mark marring my neck on the left side. I brushed my finger across it releasing a hiss when it actually hurt.
"Sorry," Steve said pulling me into his lap.
"No worse than the mark I left on you," I said nuzzling his neck.
"Sorry for interrupting, but Mr. Stark wishes for me to inform both of you that he and Dr. Banner are here," Jarvis said.
I rolled my eyes but we both got up and went upstairs to the living room to greet our guests.
"Hey, there they are! So, Jay, Bruce and I have something for you." Tony said moving to reveal something similar to this Iron Man suit for my other form.
"No," I said horrified.