A/N: Did I say a week? I meant three days, because I am overflowing with excitement. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABC, or the Avengers. Just Seraphina.


After my father removed the damaged suit, I gave him a hug. It was a big step for me, because I hadn't hugged him since I found out who he was to me. He held me softly, as I cried a bit more.

"I'm not leaving again." He had said, stroking my hair softly.

"I really don't want to leave now, but we all need a good sleep." I said, noticing Bruce actually falling asleep.

"Tomorrow we send off Thor and Loki," Steve said, as we rested in my Dad's destroyed living room.

"I hope you find a better hiding spot for that thing," Bruce said, making Thor laugh.

"My father will know what to do with it." He said, as I poured myself another drink.

"Wow, slow down there," My father said, noticing how much I was actually pouring.

"I wanted a triple." I said, not caring, and downing it in one swig.

"I think I should get you home before one triple, turns into four more triples," Steve said, nodding to my father.

"I don't even know if my apartment survived." I said, irritated.

"You can stay with me then. I'll take the couch." He said as we said goodbye to the group.

"Tomorrow at noon, Central Park." Natasha said, nodding to me.

"If mine is destroyed, I'm going to be very pissed." I said, as Steve picked me up bridal style, carrying me into the elevator.

"You're a little sloshed," he said to my confused face.

"I can walk in a straight line," I said, as a matter of fact.

"But you aren't keeping up with the conversation. And I was hoping to talk to you."

"We are talking,"

"I meant about the other day, at the gym." He said, to which I got silent.

"If you don't feel the same, I will respect that, and bow out gracefully." He said, to which I quickly replied.

"You are still grieving. What do you think of when you hear Peggy's name?" I asked, sobering up and putting on my psychologist face.

"A life that can never be now, and a friend that I hold very fondly in my heart." He said after a beat. I studied his face, to which I found no deceit.

"Are you sure that's all?" I asked, not wanting to believe it. It would force me to come face to face with my growing feelings for him.

"I am sure that is all there is to it. My feelings for you have been there and growing for about a month now," He said before sighing.

"You're still tipsy, and I would like to have this conversation with you when you can think clearly." He said, carrying me out of the elevator and into the lobby of Stark Tower.

"Put me down Steve," I asked nicely. He did as I requested, and said, "Are you going to try and prove you aren't drunk?"

"No. Because I was scared to do this, because I really felt something for Yasha." I said, moving to cup his face in my hands softly.

"But he's gone. And I don't think he is coming back. Just like you can't have a life with Peggy like you wanted, I can't linger on what could have been," I said before softly pressing my lips to his. He wrapped his hands around my waist as he started kissing me back.

"Sera," He whispered between kisses.

"Yes?" I asked softly.

"I should get you home." He said, sounding conflicted.

"Yes, take me home," I said, seductively. He shivered as I pulled myself flush with his body.

"I shouldn't stay long though," He said, fighting a war in his head.

"Steve, taking a woman to bed isn't seen as immoral now. People live together for years before they are married." I said, tracing a finger down his chest.

"I would never want to take advantage of you though." He said, as I led him outside.

"Seraphina," he said, as we stopped in front of his bike.

"Steve, when was the last time you did something for yourself, and not your country?" I asked, noticing his eyes darken in lust.

Quickly mounting the bike, he handed me a helmet, and said, "Remember to hang on tight."


"Bedroom, now!" I growled out as he picked me up. We had just entered his apartment, the tension rolling off in waves.

"Do you have…" he struggled to find a word for birth control.

"I won't get into the specifics, but yes I have protection." I said, kissing down his jaw.

"Are we sure about this?" He asked as I grounded myself against the bulge in his pants.

"You know I am Captain," I breathed before he laid me on the bed.

"Sera, I've never done this before," he said blushing, as I propped myself up on my elbows.

"Steve, the only thing that matters to me, is that you want to be with me. Do you want to be with me?" I asked, looking him in the eyes.

"Yes," he said, leaning down to kiss me. He was soft, setting a slow pace, slowly stripping me. He traced each inch of skin he revealed, watching my face. Unhooking my bra with ease, I realized he broke it. Not caring, I focused on the feelings he was creating within me.

"Steeeve," I hissed as he thumbed over my erect nipples. Ducking down, he took one into his mouth and I moaned.

"Please," I panted.

"What?" he asked, wondering what was on my mind.

"Please Steve," I said, rubbing my legs together, desperate for friction. He understood, quickly pulling off my leggings. He kissed a lazy path down my neck, grazing over my breasts, and lower still to my navel.

"God," I said, as he kissed each of my hipbones, slowly pulling my panties off my legs.

"Sera," he breathed, kissing back up to my neck. He had managed to get his clothes off between stripping me and kissing me, and surprised me by gently rubbing the head of his erection into my core. Throwing my head back in pleasure, he whispered against my neck, "Are you sure?"

"Steve, take me. I'm yours," I said, looking into the eyes that had found mine.

"Do you mean that?" He asked, pausing.

"I do. I'm yours Steve," I said, laying back, and wrapping my legs around his waist.

"And I'm yours," he said, pushing himself into me. Sighing in satisfaction I rocked against him. He shuddered as he pulled out part way, only to push back in.

"You think you're gonna make it?" I teased, noting the look of concentration on his face.

"Yeah, it will just have to be slow," he said, kissing me softly. Sighing as he moved, our bodies tangled together. I wanted to feel all of him, and he couldn't stop following my curves with his palms.

"Oh Steve" I sighed as I felt heat pooling in my core. He didn't reply, but continued to kiss me, while keeping his slow but steady pace.

"I'm not going to last much longer," He said, as I felt myself approach the cliff.

"I'm almost there," I said, as he continued. Moving quicker, I noticed the look he had, like he was seeing the sun for the first time.

"Let go Steve," I said as my climax hit. Arching my back, I rode out the waves. Two seconds later Steve grunted out his release, falling atop me. We lay there, both panting and coming down from the high.

He withdrew from me, only to grab a warm washcloth. He sweetly cleaned me up, with gentle touch, and a kiss on the inside of each thigh. As sleep tried claiming me, he crawled into bed beside me. Kissing my shoulder, he held my back to his chest, spooning me.

"Sleep Doll," he said softly. A gentle humming lulled me to sleep, and the only thought I had as sleep overtook me, was that it sounded like something I had heard before.


"Good morning," Steve said, as I turned over. He had kissed my shoulder, which made me shiver.

"Good morning," I breathed, cuddling up to his chest.

"How was your sleep?" He asked, tracing nonsensical patterns up and down my spine.

"Wonderful," I said, stretching up to kiss his lips. He responded with a ravenous kiss of his own, leading to a full blown make up session.

"Hey," he laughed as I pouted. He had pulled away, confusing me.

"We need to get ready," he said, motioning to a clock on the wall. Groaning, I pulled the sheets up over my head.

"After the last couple days, I need another week to sleep." I said, feeling my body aching.

"You want to see your Dad though," he said, knowing just what to say to make me perk up.

"Yes," I said, poking my head from the sheets.

"And then we can go on a trip." He said, shyly looking into my eyes.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, smiling.

"I don't really know. I just want to be away from New York for awhile." He said honestly.

"We could go over the pond. I think it's time you saw Peggy." I said, looking up at him cautiously.

"I need closure on that part of my life. Only so my new life can begin," He said, smiling down at me. I sighed contently as he held me closer.

"Do you still have the clothes I left here?" I said, noticing his smirk. It wasn't the first time I had crashed here. Late night sparring sessions were a bad idea, but I was always there when Steve had a nightmare.

"Yes," he said, watching as I got out of bed to put on one of his t-shirts.

"I want you in my shirts more often," he said, to which I giggled. I could see the erection rising under the sheets.

"Control your hormones," I laughed as I put on the spare bra I left.

"I can't help it. I've been hiding it for over a month now," he said, sitting up to watch me change.

"There is something you should know though," I said, sighing. It's usually what made guys either run the opposite direction or wanting me even more. It was hard to tell until the shock wore off.

"I know about Yasha," he said, standing to put on his own boxers.

"It's about my other… sexual partners."

"Oh. Well if you feel you need to tell me, I'll listen and not judge." He said, smiling at me. I knew he really wanted this to work.

"Okay, just remember, you asked for it."

"Since I graduated school early, I cared less about the law of consent. I started exploring my sexuality at 16." I said, sitting down beside him.

"At first, I wasn't sure which gender I liked." I said, to which his eyebrows shot up. Giving him a look, he relaxed his face.

"I was pretty open about it at University. I didn't care who knew, just who was willing to deliver." I said, thinking back to those wild nights.

"The boy that took my virginity was just that, a boy. He was almost as inexperienced as I was, and didn't even give me an orgasm. He lasted fifteen seconds," I laughed. Steve nodded in understanding.

"It was there I started noticing girls. How soft they were, and how much I liked breasts." I sighed, before saying, "And then there were the multiple partners."

"Wait, what?" He asked, confused and surprised.

"I found out how much I liked having two others dote on me. I became selfish. Two guys, two girls, a guy and a girl, I didn't care." I said, bracing myself for his response to all of this.

"There have only been two separate partners, that made me want to be with just them." I said, looking at him softly.

"Yasha," he said, looking jealous.

"And you," I smiled. He got a look of pride on his face, and I realized he wasn't going anywhere. Steve was the third reaction. The rarely seen; acceptance.

"Okay," He said, taking my hand.

"And one more thing," I said holding up a finger.

"When I first started at SHIELD, a friend of mine there got curious, and I showed her what being with a woman means." I said, watching his face.

"And this friend," He said, swallowing thickly, "Do I know her?"

"It's Natasha." I said, recalling that night.

"We entered into that night, knowing we would strictly be friends. It was experimental for her, and we both needed a release."

"Oh. Well, I… I have to be honest, before the serum, and even after, there were a couple times when… Bucky and I…" He said, coughing.

"Steve," I asked, looking into his eyes.

"It was taboo back then, but he was my best friend. I loved him. We both liked girls as well, but we liked being together, just with each other… like that." He said blushing.

He looked back at me, processing the information before saying, "Thank you for being honest with me."

"Thank you for being honest with me. It takes a lot to tell someone that," I said, squeezing his hand.

"We should get ready," I said, not really wanting to get up.

"Or…" He said, undoing my bra and flinging it across the room.

"I can keep you in my bed a while longer," He said with a joking smile.

"For that, you're gonna have to fuck me. Hard," I challenged, before adding, "And then tenderly."

"We've got time," He said before throwing me to the bed, while I giggled.


A/N: One more tonight. :)