AN: Will they? Won't they? We'll see...
Disclaimer: I own nothing but a wildly overactive imagination.
Steve looked down into Charlotte's green eyes, trying not to let his nerves leak through. He was terrified to tell her in the first place, terrified that she would ridicule him like his friends had before the war, like Tony had when he'd found out a few months ago after an ill-fated excursion to what Steve had thought would be a show and ended up being a strip club. But instead she had reacted exactly as he would have. She backed off exactly as he would, so obviously motivated by an honorable core that only further attracted him. What he hadn't expected was for that not to matter to him. He knew why she wanted to give him time, why she wanted to leave, but he just couldn't let her. The whole night had been such wonderful torture, kissing her, touching her, talking to her. He could feel his need for her like an ache in his bones. Every smile, every glance had been charged with attraction and he knew with certainty that it would drive him crazy until it was satisfied.
Charlotte hesitated, her own internal war raging on. He was staring at her so intensely, so sure in his choice and his body pressed against hers, but her guilt continued to gnaw at her. She couldn't take this from him on a whim. This was big, a huge decision, and she didn't know if she could let him make that choice tonight. But as she stared into his blue eyes, she could see that the decision had been already made. She just couldn't stand the idea of hurting him, though somehow she knew with a dreadful kind of certainty that she eventually would. They barely knew each other, but being with him was so easy, so effortless, though she couldn't deny that tonight had been hard. She was drawn to him like a magnet, needed to touch him as often as possible, feel the connection between them. Lust ached in her bones, and she felt a tiny piece of her break and shift, suddenly resolute in her decision, sure and terrified all at once.
"I'm sure Steve. I want this, and I want you," Charlotte heard the words come out, stopping herself before the rest tripped over her tongue, words she wasn't ready to share yet. Steve smiled slowly, kissing her tenderly, her knees growing weak as his body melted into hers. This was too tender, too sweet to handle. He was working his way into her heart and alarms went off in her head, forcing her to change the tone of the kiss, demanding more from him. The kiss grew heated and as she wriggled against him, he couldn't help but let out a small, low growl, feeling those lush curves press into him. The kiss became more desperate, and he pulled her away from the wall, his hands moving lower to cup her butt gently before lifting her easily.
Charlotte squeaked in surprise, her lips still fused to his. Obediently she wrapped her legs around his narrow hips, anchoring her body to his. He hefted her weight with ease, walking towards the bedroom as she wormed her hands between them, undoing buttons on his shirt quickly, spreading it to reveal a clean white undershirt.
He placed her gently on the bed, releasing her just long enough to shed his shirt. Charlotte ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, a small hum of appreciation sounding low in her throat. Steve made his way down her body, kissing her neck and collarbone, dipping to nip gently at the swell of her breasts before making his way to her thighs, smoothing her dress up to reveal a black lace garter belt attached to lacy thigh high stockings. Steve sighed appreciatively at the sight of her smooth, tanned legs framed by black lace and nearly sheer nylon. Carefully he unclipped the hose from the garter, rolling it down her leg slowly, his fingers gently lighting small fires all down the length of her leg, pressing kisses as he went, and kissing the arch of her foot gently, making her shiver before moving onto the next stocking.
"You've done this before, haven't you Blue Eyes?" Charlotte asked knowingly, sitting up on her elbows. Steve smirked mischievously as he finished with the other stocking, crawling his way up her body again.
"I said I was a virgin. Not a saint," he took her mouth again, drawing out each kiss as his hands ghosted down to the hem of her dress, inching it upwards to reveal gold tinted skin, a pair of black lace underwear frothing over her hips, a matching bra encompassing two full perfect breasts. Charlotte reached beneath her, unsnapping the bra and wiggling her way out of it and tossing it to the side. Steve stared on, sighing in approval as he traced the shape of her breasts with his hands, taking one into his large palm, watching her shiver as their skin met. He dipped his head, kissing the taut peak of her nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking gently. She gasped beneath him, whimpering softly and he continued, teasing it with lips and tongue before moving onto the other. Getting brave now, he nipped gently with his teeth, and Charlotte cried out quickly. His head shot up looking at her in alarm.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked frantically. She smiled at him lazily, running her fingers through his hair.
"No Steve, not at all. Trust me, if you hurt me, I'd tell you. Most of the time making noise during sex means that you're doing something right." Steve grinned and continued on, determined to drive her to be very vocal tonight. A hand moved over her hips, down to the valley between her thighs, sliding one finger over her center, the lace of her underwear already hot and wet. Her hips bucked slightly in response and Steve knew he'd found another way to torture her tonight. He slipped a finger underneath the lace, dragging his finger between her lips, finding the little nub at the top. His finger pressed lightly on it, delighted when she cried out again. Determined, he pulled down her underwear, sliding it down her hips. He worked his way down her body to look at her. She sat up one her elbows, panic setting in.
"Steve, no-" she started, but he stopped her, looking up at her with such sweetness she thought she might melt into a puddle right there on the bed.
"You're beautiful Charlotte." he murmured softly before leaning in and sliding a wet tongue up her lips to her clit. She fell back on the bed and moaned in pleasure. He continued, working that little nub at the top, licking and sucking gently as she felt the pressure within her grow.
"Oh god Steve, yes," she managed before coherent thought became lost. He drove her on and on before inserting a large finger inside of her, making her hips buck, her body growing taut, fingers fisting in the bed sheets before melting into the bed with a long sigh. He smiled, kissing her way up her body, her chest and face flushed a pleasant shade of pink. Her breathing evened out slowly, her eyes closed dreamily.
"Charlotte?" he asked softly.
"Mhmm?" she replied, her eyes still shut.
"Was that?" she nodded, a lazy smile on her lips. She opened her eyes and looked at him, green eyes glazed over with pleasure. Steve grinned in satisfaction. She stroked his face softly, her smile becoming more and more mischievous.
"Doesn't seem quite fair though does it?" she asked.
"Huh?" before he could realize it she had wrapped her legs around him, using his weight to flip him onto his back. Then she was straddling him, full breasts bouncing right at his eye level. She smirked as he stared, wiggling her way down his body to undo his belt and pull down his pants and boxer briefs in one quick move. Breathlessly, she stared at his member, pink and flushed with blood, now standing at attention before her. She knew that he was going to be big, but she had to say she was kind of surprised how well endowed he actually was. She scooted up the bed, taking his length into her hands. His breath hissed out between his teeth as she grasped him, teasing him gently. She leaned over as her hands continued to work, kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear.
"Do you have any protection?" she whispered.
"The bedside table, in the, the second drawer," he gasped out. She left him briefly, grabbing and unwrapping a condom, working it down his shaft. She positioned herself on top of him, watching him carefully until blue eyes met hers.
"You're sure?" she asked again. He nodded and smiled sweetly.
"I'm sure Charlotte." he replied, his voice low and husky. She sighed deeply and took him into her a process that took a bit longer than she had expected giving his size. Once he was sheathed entirely within her, they both couldn't help but moan, almost in unison. She leaned over him, her hands bracing on the bed on either side of his head and moved slowly, rolling her hips. Steve's hands came to rest on her hips, fingers digging in as she moved, finding a rhythm that hit her perfectly. She moaned quietly and then louder as he began moving his hips in time with hers.
"Oh god, Charlotte," he moaned, sending shivers up her spine, spurring her to move with more urgency, each stroke hitting her perfectly. Her muscles clenched around him briefly and she swore to God she heard him growl before she found herself underneath him on the bed, his hips pumping into her rhythmically. His breathing was ragged and as she lifted her legs to hold him to her, she moaned aloud, feeling him hit her perfectly on each stroke.
"Steve, oh, god, I -" she managed to get out before her orgasm washed over her, her body tightening, fingers digging into his shoulders, an unintelligible cry escaping her lips. He followed her not long afterwards, crying out with his own release and lost himself in her.
She opened her eyes slowly, her pulse finally regulating and slowing down. Their bodies were still pressed hotly together, slick with sweat. She couldn't help but sigh contentedly, his warm body on hers, but as she tried for another breath of air, she realized that his warm, heavy body was still very much on top of her and was now cutting off her air supply. She tapped his shoulder weakly and he mumbled incoherently, snuggling closer.
"No, Steve, I, I can't breathe" she managed, using her last bit of air. He immediately pushed himself onto his elbows, and Charlotte sucked in a deep breath.
"Sorry, sorry!" he apologised, a sheepish smile on his mouth. Charlotte chuckled and smiled at him.
"It's fine. I can breathe now." he smiled, kissing her briefly before getting out of bed, coming back quickly to pull them both underneath the covers. She cuddled against him, head resting against the warm expanse of his chest, one leg tucked around his. She sighed contentedly, running a finger up and down his abs.
"Was that, was that okay?" he asked hesitantly, nervousness leaking into his tone. She sat up in surprise, looking up at him.
"Of course. Did you hear me during that? I'm surprised I didn't wake up half of Manhattan." she murmured, her hand coming up to stroke his face softly. "That was amazing. And frankly a little surprising. Where did you learn all those moves?" she asked. He blushed all the way to his ears, clearing his throat.
"I told you, I was a virgin, not a saint. Besides, I spent a lot of time with soldiers. You have no idea how dirty talk can get on a base." he finished.
"Huh, I never thought of it that way." she settled back onto his chest before shooting up again, her face concerned.
"And for you? Was it okay?" she asked, her brows drawn together in worry. He smiled softly, his hand smoothing hair back from her face and over her shoulder, leaving a full breast exposed to the air.
"It was perfect. Everything I could have ever imagined," she smiled in relief, settling down once more.
"I'll have to get some more practice in of course." he added. She chuckled as his hand moved its way up her thigh to grasp her ass. She yelped in surprise.
"I'm sure we'll have plenty of time for practice," she laughed.
"You think so?" he asked, one hand moving to his right, grabbing one of the condoms she had thrown on the bed, slipping it on too quickly for her to notice, flipping her onto her back and entering her swiftly, rock hard again already.
"Steve!" she exclaimed in shock, her eyes widening.
"What about another practice session right now?" he asked, rolling his hips slowly and watching her eyes roll up and close, a moan escaping her lips.
"Holy shi-"
AN: Well...there we go then. :) Review!